09-06-2015, 11:54 AM
The bar went on as it did, Kalli swiftly stole a drink from one of the sleeping drunkards, as well as a few credits to buy her own cups of alcohol. Sitting at her table, she watched with a slight smile at everything, she was getting tired, but today had certainly been one of education and understanding Coruscant. Maybe she could live here, find a way through the rot and actually find new purpose, maybe the old world she existed in had no purpose for her? Maybe this was her reason for existing, to understand these new worlds. The drinking was certainly making her life a lot happier, easily disappearing into distant thoughts.
And then, silence.
A loud bang echoed through the streets, another followed by insane howling as smoke puffed up, a car scratching against the concrete, sparks flying with leather jacket wearing gangsters stormed in, shooting the ceiling. Dust rained down from the bullet holes as people hit the floor, a few individuals quickly shot to pieces as their hands held guns. Kalli kept herself frozen, watching as the gangsters moved in silently. More and more walked in, women sobbed, men howled and the gangsters cruely smiled. Chains rattled as one particular man walked in, holding onto nothing more than a long machete with his cybernetic arm, head scanning the room while people hid and crawled away. The bartender however simply stood, watching the other man with angry eyes.
"Where is my money, Buck? Tax is today, you know how I feel about late payment. Especially in my territory..." Without any effort, he tossed the a table into the wall, Kalli flinching as the table slammed right next to her. The bartender merely glared, his hands slowly being placed onto the counter, hiding something in his right hand. The man with the machete raised his weapon, just tapping the bartender's neck. "Give me the credits, Buck." He demanded, the two glaring for a long time, the silence even left a few gangsters unsettled as they looked with worrisome eyes. Before long, the bartender dropped credits onto the counter.
"Here, take 'em, and leave my families bar alone." The bartender frowned, still looking angry while the man with the machete sheathed his weapon and smiled. "Good doing business with you." He turned about, motioning to his gangsters as they began to walk out, people easing as they looked up. "And next time..." The machete wielding man came to a halt, turning about. "I'll think about-"
"Running?" The rifle clicked loudly as a shell landed against the floor.
Everyone gasped, Kalli held onto her rifle glaring at the gangsters, the bolt hitting the end of the rifle as it was unjammed, the barrel pointed right at the one with the machete. "Well look at what we have here, a pretty lady with a gun." The man with the machete reached for the hand of his pistol, opening the leather and holding tightly onto the handle of the gun. Kalli kept glaring silent, watching as the rest of the gangsters slowly raised their rifles. "This is a place of thieves and whores, probably like yourself, I suggest you don't protect them for the sake of your skin." The man stated, pulling his pistol out and keeping it at his side.
"I'm not here to protect people, I'm here to make sure I don't need to run into a little fuckwad like yourself every time I walk into a building. You should know well not to talk to a woman with a gun, especially if she is a prime." There were gasps at the word, the man with the machete merely squinting with supicious eyes as the gangsters began to place their fingers on the triggers. "A prime? Down here? You trying to find a purpose or hiding from your own? Bet you wouldn't even be able to enter Coruscant again, probably being hunted down by the Empire right?" The man with the machete questioned, his voice filled with curiosity before he raised his pistol, growing angry. "I'm here to live my life, you primes always get in the way thinking Omni praises you. You're worthless you bitch. And I'll prove it by killing you until the end of time."
In a second, the entire bar filled with screams and a running crowd, the gangsters opening fire, liquid spilling, glasses shattered, blood raining down upon the floor like as if the ceiling itself was a storm of red. The bartender was nowhere to be scene, and the rest of the people were busy trying to escape through multiple doorways. The gangsters merely standing there as they kept firing. Kalli hid behind a flipped over table, grunting as the bullets rained down upon her piece of cover, metal sparking while she took grip of her rifle tightly.
"Kill that whore!" The man with the machete quickly ran out of the building, the sound of a engine turning on echoing into the bar, the gangsters quickly spread out to flank Kalli as she remained hidden behind the table. There were a total five of the armed henchmen, all with rifles of some sorts, sights on her. Proping herself up on her knee, Kalli got up and fired from the table, barely getting close to one of the gunmen as they hid behind a chair. She dived back under the table again, hitting her side with a sharp pain...
The dome shield! The small device was in a pouch on her side, the light flickering, it was still operational and ready to go. She clicked the button and slammed it onto the floor, the blue light shined in the dimly lit club, bullets bouncing off the shield as if they were hitting some form of impassiable metal. Kalli slowly began to rise up, looking at where each of the gunmen were. "Hope you boys like lead..." She muttered, slowly poking the rifle's barrel out of the shield and firing, one of the gangsters quickly hit the floor with a chest full of holes, the rest diving for cover as their college gurgled his last few words.
Landing on her knee, she picked up the device, deactivating the shield. One of the gangsters quickly appeared from behind another chair, firing toward her, as she got up. A gush of red and a thin puff of smoke came off her clothing, she fell onto her shoulder, quickly pointing her rifle at the gangster. Another shot echoed from her gun, the gangster's blood painting the wall as he too hit the floor with a thud. "Die bitch, die!" Hearing the clicking noise of a gun out of ammo, she turned to see one of the gangsters equipped with a bayonet, pointing the sharp knife right toward her. Rolling as soon as the gangster slid to a halt and jabbed, she grabbed her own knife, getting onto one foot and tossing herself onto the man, the two scrambling for control as they hit the floor.
The red seeped from the flesh as a red line formed on his neck, the teeth of the knife forming a perfect cut. Tiredly, Kalli got up, feeling the pain of another shot go through her shoulder, she had been shot and she didn't even know it. The man whom shot her was in a panic, he too was out of ammo and was quickly scrambling for a clip. Lifting up with rifle, she pulled the trigger, another thud echoing through the bar. "Come on out." She stated, both hands gripping the rifle now, her head scanning the room as the last few civilians rushed out.
He ran, and Kalli fired, the chairs flipped over as the man pushed his way to the door, bullets sparking as they hit the wall. Kalli soon stopped her enraged trigger pulling and chased after him, to only find the dark streets filled with cars turning about and going off down the street. The gangster in particular already in a moving vehicle, the drive with a bullet in his head and laying on the street. The vehicle soon disappeared, moving around the corner of the street...
"Son of a bitch!" She yelled, staring at the night sky before falling onto her knees, feeling the blood drip from her body. "Son of a bitch..." She muttered once more.
And then, silence.
A loud bang echoed through the streets, another followed by insane howling as smoke puffed up, a car scratching against the concrete, sparks flying with leather jacket wearing gangsters stormed in, shooting the ceiling. Dust rained down from the bullet holes as people hit the floor, a few individuals quickly shot to pieces as their hands held guns. Kalli kept herself frozen, watching as the gangsters moved in silently. More and more walked in, women sobbed, men howled and the gangsters cruely smiled. Chains rattled as one particular man walked in, holding onto nothing more than a long machete with his cybernetic arm, head scanning the room while people hid and crawled away. The bartender however simply stood, watching the other man with angry eyes.
"Where is my money, Buck? Tax is today, you know how I feel about late payment. Especially in my territory..." Without any effort, he tossed the a table into the wall, Kalli flinching as the table slammed right next to her. The bartender merely glared, his hands slowly being placed onto the counter, hiding something in his right hand. The man with the machete raised his weapon, just tapping the bartender's neck. "Give me the credits, Buck." He demanded, the two glaring for a long time, the silence even left a few gangsters unsettled as they looked with worrisome eyes. Before long, the bartender dropped credits onto the counter.
"Here, take 'em, and leave my families bar alone." The bartender frowned, still looking angry while the man with the machete sheathed his weapon and smiled. "Good doing business with you." He turned about, motioning to his gangsters as they began to walk out, people easing as they looked up. "And next time..." The machete wielding man came to a halt, turning about. "I'll think about-"
"Running?" The rifle clicked loudly as a shell landed against the floor.
Everyone gasped, Kalli held onto her rifle glaring at the gangsters, the bolt hitting the end of the rifle as it was unjammed, the barrel pointed right at the one with the machete. "Well look at what we have here, a pretty lady with a gun." The man with the machete reached for the hand of his pistol, opening the leather and holding tightly onto the handle of the gun. Kalli kept glaring silent, watching as the rest of the gangsters slowly raised their rifles. "This is a place of thieves and whores, probably like yourself, I suggest you don't protect them for the sake of your skin." The man stated, pulling his pistol out and keeping it at his side.
"I'm not here to protect people, I'm here to make sure I don't need to run into a little fuckwad like yourself every time I walk into a building. You should know well not to talk to a woman with a gun, especially if she is a prime." There were gasps at the word, the man with the machete merely squinting with supicious eyes as the gangsters began to place their fingers on the triggers. "A prime? Down here? You trying to find a purpose or hiding from your own? Bet you wouldn't even be able to enter Coruscant again, probably being hunted down by the Empire right?" The man with the machete questioned, his voice filled with curiosity before he raised his pistol, growing angry. "I'm here to live my life, you primes always get in the way thinking Omni praises you. You're worthless you bitch. And I'll prove it by killing you until the end of time."
In a second, the entire bar filled with screams and a running crowd, the gangsters opening fire, liquid spilling, glasses shattered, blood raining down upon the floor like as if the ceiling itself was a storm of red. The bartender was nowhere to be scene, and the rest of the people were busy trying to escape through multiple doorways. The gangsters merely standing there as they kept firing. Kalli hid behind a flipped over table, grunting as the bullets rained down upon her piece of cover, metal sparking while she took grip of her rifle tightly.
"Kill that whore!" The man with the machete quickly ran out of the building, the sound of a engine turning on echoing into the bar, the gangsters quickly spread out to flank Kalli as she remained hidden behind the table. There were a total five of the armed henchmen, all with rifles of some sorts, sights on her. Proping herself up on her knee, Kalli got up and fired from the table, barely getting close to one of the gunmen as they hid behind a chair. She dived back under the table again, hitting her side with a sharp pain...
The dome shield! The small device was in a pouch on her side, the light flickering, it was still operational and ready to go. She clicked the button and slammed it onto the floor, the blue light shined in the dimly lit club, bullets bouncing off the shield as if they were hitting some form of impassiable metal. Kalli slowly began to rise up, looking at where each of the gunmen were. "Hope you boys like lead..." She muttered, slowly poking the rifle's barrel out of the shield and firing, one of the gangsters quickly hit the floor with a chest full of holes, the rest diving for cover as their college gurgled his last few words.
Landing on her knee, she picked up the device, deactivating the shield. One of the gangsters quickly appeared from behind another chair, firing toward her, as she got up. A gush of red and a thin puff of smoke came off her clothing, she fell onto her shoulder, quickly pointing her rifle at the gangster. Another shot echoed from her gun, the gangster's blood painting the wall as he too hit the floor with a thud. "Die bitch, die!" Hearing the clicking noise of a gun out of ammo, she turned to see one of the gangsters equipped with a bayonet, pointing the sharp knife right toward her. Rolling as soon as the gangster slid to a halt and jabbed, she grabbed her own knife, getting onto one foot and tossing herself onto the man, the two scrambling for control as they hit the floor.
The red seeped from the flesh as a red line formed on his neck, the teeth of the knife forming a perfect cut. Tiredly, Kalli got up, feeling the pain of another shot go through her shoulder, she had been shot and she didn't even know it. The man whom shot her was in a panic, he too was out of ammo and was quickly scrambling for a clip. Lifting up with rifle, she pulled the trigger, another thud echoing through the bar. "Come on out." She stated, both hands gripping the rifle now, her head scanning the room as the last few civilians rushed out.
He ran, and Kalli fired, the chairs flipped over as the man pushed his way to the door, bullets sparking as they hit the wall. Kalli soon stopped her enraged trigger pulling and chased after him, to only find the dark streets filled with cars turning about and going off down the street. The gangster in particular already in a moving vehicle, the drive with a bullet in his head and laying on the street. The vehicle soon disappeared, moving around the corner of the street...
"Son of a bitch!" She yelled, staring at the night sky before falling onto her knees, feeling the blood drip from her body. "Son of a bitch..." She muttered once more.