Lost and Found Ʊ Closed RP
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The ship he’d been on had far too many passengers in the
cargo hold. It was /dangerous/ for him to be somewhere like
that and he knew it. He could easily be spotted by anyone
from the empire. Even a lowly foot soldier would know his
face by now he was sure. He was the one who betrayed the
Empire by giving the coordinates of the Blue Lion to the true
Black Paladin. He aided them even further. He'd destroyed his
ship to save the Paladins and had fled to the furthest reaches.
But now that he was on the run, how could he stay in a ship with
so many others on it?
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He couldn't. That much he knew. Slipping out on a moon as they
refueled, he made his way onto one that looked much less likely
to take on more than a few passengers at a time. Hell, if the Empire
caught a cargo ship like this with /any/ soft of passengers the crew,
and the people aboard, would be question, tortured, and executed
simply for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Still that was
the risk. Making his way on board he took a seat in a far corner and
worked at fixing his comm to intercept anything that he could.
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As he worked, the only sound around him was the soft murmur of the
other's in the hold. They were watching him, that much he knew. Why
wouldn't they? He was nearly seven feet tall and just from his covered
build they could more than likely tell he was Galra. Those watching him
were more than likely to think that /he/ was the one that was going to
end their lives with one call on his broken comm. But let them think that.
Let them keep their distance from the Blade that had gone missing.
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It had been hours since he'd come aboard and already the ship was
stopping at another moon. Just another stop to gather and trade
supplies and let passengers come aboard. He watched them carefully,
taking note of the few that left and the three that had entered. Two were
of a species he was unfamiliar with but the third... /Galra/. He had to be
at the ready. He couldn't let them take him, Blade or Empire. At a distance
he couldn't recognize them, but he wasn't about to go make contact. Maybe
if he just stayed in his corner he could avoid all suspicion. A hope he knew
would be dashed, but he wasn't about to give up on it even as the three new
passengers began to settle into the hold.