Torn's Big Break

[Jak Mar]

From Torn’s experience, he had watched the Krimzon guards in their marches over time and observed the stormtrooper’s own moment, it seemed like the guards seemingly patrolling had almost the same armor as a KG had, except for the fact it was not red or blue or yellow.

If he could determine rank by face and ears alone, it would be a little harder to determine stormtrooper patterns and when they leave and switch shifts.

“Break is over, assholes… MOVE IT, MOVE IT, MOVE IT.”

Torn muttered under his breath “What timing..”

Before everyone was moved back toward their “homes”, Krack delayed the process quickly, moving the map toward Torn and his weapons.

“Be safe man, don’t forgot us, got it?”

Torn nodded and slipped them down his boot where it couldn’t be found.

The white shelled man walked Torn back to his cell and locked it back up. That’s when Torn got serious and in business.

His map was folded carefully in his boot and slipped it out in the greyish rock solid bunk he had gotten.