Kayal

It felt good to be back in the action again, Kayal decided as they left the hangar. At first it had seemed that upon joining Black Sun, he had seen nothing but action, however, as of lately he'd mostly been sitting around and collecting dust. Finally, he was back out in the field again as it were. Of course, as usual, he had no real idea what was going on, but that was fine for the moment. Right now all he was concerned about was acquainting himself with the new guy, and by acquainting he of course meant harassing. He figured that this would be easy, after all the guy was already acting incredibly awkward, almost is if he were doing it on purpose for some reason... Kayal leaned forward and motioned to Blackstone "Hey you, new guy, what's your name again?"

Kayal narrowed his eyes at the strange girl who had seemingly come out of nowhere to boss him around and tell him that she had stuff to do. "Who's asking questions?" he mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes. So he was taking his sweet ass time, what was it to her? Then two things happened almost simultaneously that once again distracted Kayal from his present duties. First the red-haired girl who had come up to him went over to another agent who had apparently walked in behind Kayal, what happened next came as a bit of a surprise: in the same flirtatious manner in which she'd approached him, she went up to the stranger, only this time she started brushing his face and then kissed him on the cheek. Kayal raised an eyebrow, "what the hell...?" Then she started looking over at him and gesturing as if she were saying something about him. Kayal rolled his eyes, and would have walked away except that he couldn't notice what else was happening just beyond the two flirting agents. Apparently, Horatio was having something of a disagreement with the new recruit, or whoever he was. The situation was getting tense once again, and Kayal's hand dropped to his blaster, just in case. Suddenly, the young red-haired girl was in Kayal's face again, informing him that they were going on a mission. Why didn't she just say so before? Kayal was really tempted to reply that he did indeed have stuff to do, but she was pretty hot so he gave her a break. "No, do I look busy? Come on, let's get the hell out of here then. Horatio looks kind of pissed..." And they all knew what happened when a Black Sun agent got pissed.

Kayal had been dawdling around the base, somewhat half-heartedly gathering supplies for his mission that Smash had assigned him when he suddenly recieved a comm from the pudding man, known to others as Delta. He grinned at the last line, this would require a trip to the pudding room, which is what he called Black Sun's secret stash of pudding for a lack of a better name. On his way to the pudding room, however, Kayal ran into something that piqued his interest. Apparently, one of the Black Sun operatives, Horatio he believed his name was but he couldn't be sure, was "interviewing" a potential future member of Black Sun. At least that's what appeared to be going on, things seemed to be a little more heated than usual. True, first encounters with Black Sun were always less than comfortable, Kayal could still remember when he was informed that he had somehow contracted chlemydia upon joining Black Sun, but he didn't remember there being any guns trained on him during the whole ordeal, at least not any guns visible to the naked eye. Here was a different case, however, there were several Black Sun agents with thier weapons trained on the new comer, and the air seemed tense. Judging by the bag at Horatio's feet, Kayal guessed that this guy had been dumb enough to enter the base armed, a terrible mistake, one usually rewarded with certain death. Fortunately for this fellow's sake, however, Horatio seemed to put the agents at ease and they lowered thier weapons, for the time being... So this was their newest recruit perhaps? Kayal stood back out of sight and waited, keeping one hand near his blaster, just in case. He was curious to see how things turned out now...

Kayal had been busy doing... absolutely nothing until Smash burst into the facility in his usual grand and ridiculous matter. Well, unless you counted leaning back in a chair and licking pudding off of a spoon something, which most people didn't. Ever since Delta had taken off on some odd mission with a sith lord and the total bitch that had tried to kill Kayal that one time, he'd been mostly wandering the facility by himself, alone, with no one else, solitary, devoid of human presence as it were. That was all changing now, or so he hoped, and Kayal was so lost in his excitement that he forgot that the best way to exit his chair would be to go forward and not backward, and ended up tumbling head over heel to the floor. Kayal quickly righted himself, cursing his own clumsiness and saluted Smash, hoping he wouldn't think him ridiculous or if he did perhaps in that slightly amusing way that would make Smash laugh, or something... he wasn't sure how that worked. "I'm here, my lord, and ready for duty," he winced, that sounded really dumb... "Or whatever, you know." Perfect, and that sounded even better. Kayal gave what he hoped was a winning smile.

After Terra had fled from the makeshift interrogation room Kayal had been held in, he had immediately passed out and been carried onto her ship unawares. He awoke several hours later in a foreign environment, and completely unaware of what was happening. He groaned and tried to roll over; suddenly he was overcome with a strong wave of nausea. He gagged and emptied the contents of his stomach all over the floor. Coughing and taking a couple of breaths to steady himself, Kayal struggled to get to his feet. His first familiar sight was not a welcome one, it was the sith's puppet again, standing before him. Her attention was on someone or something else, but not for much longer. "You!" Kayal wheezed loudly, taking a step back and nearly slipping and falling in his own vomit. "Stay away from me, I don't know anything." His last words came out sounding like those of a desperate man, a description that was none too lacking.

Identity [!ident] Real Name: Kayal (refuses to even think of his last name) Homeworld: Zinthos Species: human Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 20 Height: 6 feet Weight: 185 Hair: Dark red, shoulder length Eyes: dark brown Sex: male Equipment [!equip] Clothing or Armor: usually wears a dark cloak with a hood. Weapon: Two E-5 blaster pistols and a vibro-blade, plus a couple of thermal detonators found in the cargo hold of his fathers ship. Common Inventory: Necklace of a crescent moon given to him by his sister before he fled. Ship Registration Name: Red Lightning Class: Nimbus-class V-wing starfighter Model: Alpha-3 Manufacturer: Kuat Systems Engineering Length: 7.5 meters Armaments: twin laser cannons Armor: light Anti-Personnel Defenses: none Appearance: Red on white, very old and beat-up looking Modifications: Expanded cargo hold. Background: Kayal grew up as a slave with an abusive father and mother and a beloved sister. One day when Kayal was 15, his father broke into a terrible drunken rage, one that Kayal had seen coming for years. His father brutally killed his mother and then began to furiously beat Kayal's 12 year old sister. In an effort to save his sister, Kayal grabbed his father's own blaster from his hiding spot and shot and killed his father. Afraid that his slave master would discover this and turn him over to the authorities, Kayal fled Zinthos and stopped using his last name as a precaution. Before he left, however, he said a tearful goodbye to his sister, and she gave him a necklace with the shape of a crescent moon on the end, saying: "So I'll recognize you when we meet again." Then Kayal hurriedly stole his father's old V-Wing and traveled as far as possible. He has been traveling ever since, working odd jobs or stealing for credits and food. He has always been on the lookout for his sister just in case she might have escaped the evil clutches of their slave master and made a life for herself somewhere else.