Star Wars: Force Survivor
Classic Era V(Empire Strikes Back)
Dramatis Personae
Rasif Solari- Human male from Tatooine
Staff Corporal Kaibrei Fiakoth- Zabrak Female from Dathomir of the Rebellion
Aesree Em'ov- Human Female from Commenor
Soetwie Em'ov- Human Male from Dantooine
Corporal Amec Sei'Lar- Bothan Male from Bothuwui of the Rebellion
Sergeant Arawei Sei'Lar- Bothan Female from Bothuwui of the Rebellion
I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS!
Chapter 1- Old Friends
The door to the cantina slid open letting in the hot desert air. A tall man about 6'5" walked inside. He was dressed in light colored clothing. His beige duster hung down to his knees. His white shirt hung over his belt covering the top of his white pants. An
SR Combat Blaster hung on his belt. With a causual stroll he made his way to the bar and took a seat. The Bith band was playing rather loudly. "What will ya be havin"? The man looked up at the bartender. "Corellian Ale." With a nod the bartender walked off and started filling a glass. The man then felt something cold and hard press into the back of his neck. "I've got you now Rasif Solari." "On the contrary I belive I have you." The assailant looked down at the blaster pointed into her stomach. "Kai why do you always try to get me? You know that I know your tricks." She chuckled and slid her blaster back into its holster and took a seat beside the man. "How have you been?" She smiled at him her horns shining as the over head light hit them. "I've been okay if you exclude the bounty hunter on my tail." Rasif sighed. "What have you done now Kaibrei?" The door opened again and two stormtroopers walked into the cantina. "Look I'll tell ya later Rasif. Just meet me at my place later tonight." He nodded and looked up at the bartender who had been listening in. "Look buddy I wouldnt tell anyone what you heard here." The man nodded nervously to Kaibrei as she left. Rasif took a swig of his ale and leaned back enjoying the cantina band.
The wind ran through her hair as the speeder flew across the desert planet kicking up sand as it went. The small settlement of Anchorhead wasn't far now. Soon she would be meeting her contact and getting more information about this Kaibrei Fiakoth that had done some great traitorous action against the Empire. The bike flew into Anchorhead, slowling ever so slightly. As she reached the Cantina she slammed her foot down onto the sand and spun the back end of the bike around kicking sand up. Her thumb flicked off the ignition switch and she went inside making sure to lock down her bike. Inside it was dark and the band was playing horribly. There were purple arm chairs and a loveseat in the middle facing the band area. On the loveseat was a man dressed in black robes with a hood over his face. She took her seat beside him and looking as casual as she could asked him. "So you got those reports?" He nodded and handed her a datapad. "Thanks." She stood and left. On her way out she flipped on the datapad and viewed the info. It contained the adress of the target as well as her appearance and known weapon proficiencies.