Mood Music: Mellow
Injecting another kolto pack in the side his of chest, Tessek lets out a hiss of pain before it alleviates the pain.
Corbin, Corbin, Corbin. ‘What a mess’ he thought to himself just now able to walk straight after watching Corbin in blood rage beat the ever loving hell out of Kiki, Sohma and him, it was a good idea he called for help just before the fight broke out, saved the Sith three bodybags today. He moves out of the mountains finally reaching the wildlands, with new objective given to him by Lord Dormand. He peels off the main path for a second switching back into his normal gear. ‘How many masks am I going to have to wear for this gig.’ Too many already, A codename, a name while wearing the disguise and a couple of backups if needed…
He makes it to the community center, entering inside and walking down it’s empty halls for the moment.
No one, Makes sense I suppose. Everyone would be else where trying to find a way to get Callista back. Now to find those people and gather some more-
The sound of a child’s laughter could heard down the hall, was he losing his mind he swears that sounded like his-
Bzzt His comm lights up, maybe it was his imagination. A feminine voice calls out through the comm. ‘We’re move our entire encampment.’ His lips twist. ‘Ten-four’ He replies, slightly frustrated that it was this quick for a single Jedi not only to find their base but almost killed them in a temper tantrum of the century. ‘God damn it.’ *He mutters turning off his mic. ‘In future I’m making it protocol to scrub any ship when made or repaired by outsiders!’ Another laugh can be heard down the hall.
He stares down the hall slowly pulling out his blaster. He follows it or at least the sound, The feminine voice on the comms keeps talking, Tessek half listening. He reaches the first corner and stacks up next to it, taking in a deep breath he peaks around the corner finding nothing. He steps out into the hall glancing around and slowly walking ahead.
The feminine voice on the comms stops for a moment. Realizing this he looks down an unmutes for a moment. ‘Have you found that beacon?’ He says more paying attention to his surroundings. ‘No, I’m going to have the shit stripped.’ The comm chirps back at him. He opens a nearby door gazing into the recovery room finding nothing of interest he steps away and looks back down to his comm. ‘Roger, best of luck.’ His says tiredly, he looks back to the T intersection as a blur runs by.
He grits his teeth, charging around the corner, spotting the blur pass another corner. He tries to keep up with it until he reaches the living area of the community center. Scanning around he sees nothing, closing his eyes he tries to reach out with the force and finds… nothing. The old merc lets out a sigh looking around. ‘Center is a ghost town,’ He say trying to reassure himself. ‘They are all on Tatooine, I imagine.’ The comm chirps back once more, Tessek looks back to his comm. ‘Maybe…’ He turns off his mic once more, making a mental note to have push to talk as an option next time.
He stows away his pistol, slowly making his way to the door to leave. His mind strays to the Jedi kid the Sith kidnapped. He pondered what he would do if one of his children were- A chill runs down his spine, he turns back around too look at the living room entry way seeing a child’s face disappear behind it. Tessek rushes out the center and shuts the door behind him, leaning against it he lets out a heavy sigh. I’m losing my mind out here.