Adrala Visits the Capital Wasteland - PT.1
There was a loud *THUNK* as his armor collided with the ground, skidding along the desolated earth like a ragdoll for a few moments. When he finally stopped, by hitting the remaining wall of a destroyed building, he rose to his feet, letting out a low groan and shaking his head. He looked around the area, both brows raising under his helmet. The area infront of him looked like it'd been the victim of a large war. More importantly, he thought of how in the hell he got here in the first place. Not two hours ago, he was still on his ship.
Either way, he needed to find someone that could help him. Or somewhere to stay. It was getting dark. Adrala started making his way towards the city before him. He walked for a couple of hours, his jetpack not functioning due to the earlier impact. Adrala looked over to three large, muscular, yellow-skinned brutish looking creatures. He raised an armored hand, waving over, "Hey! You there! Mind giving me a hand?" He asked. The one that appeared to be the leader shouted, "KILL THE METAL MAN!" And the trio immediatly started opening fire.
Adrala raised his brows under the mask, "Oh, shit." He complained in protest, immediately moving to his left to get behind a dead tree, unholstering each blaster and leaning out to look at the mutants, whom were closing in on him. He popped out long enough to fire four bolts-- two from each pistol-- at one of the mutants. The bolts hit home, but it just seemed to make the creature angrier, and it started to charge. It had a giant hammer-looking weapon it was using. There was only a split second before a loud *CRACK* erupted from the tree. It was dead, and it was easily taken down by the combination of gunfire and the mutant attacking it.
The Mandalorian was taken with the tree, getting knocked to the side and rolling across the ground for a few moments. He holstered each pistol, raising his right bracer and loading a missile, extending his hand as he got up and firing the missile at the charging mutant. It was then blown to bits, chunks of it flying off in different directions. Bullets plinked into the dirt near him, and Adrala took cover behind the largest chunk of the dead mutant, cursing under his breath. Two more.