Draj Haerin

The image flickered, and then settled. It showed massive destruction, from what looked like grenades. From out of nowhere, a voice was heard. It sounded like the owner of the store, Jarnok. "This is what is left of my store. I single-handidly killed two intruders with my illegal disruptor rifle. I love that gun. Anyway, I killed both of them, and then tried to destroy my shop to get insurance. Hopefully it'll work. I hope I-" The voice stopped abruptly. "Sith-spit! It was on Holonet? I wanted it on my journal video! SITH-SPAWN!" And then the video flickered out.

Draj piloted the ship through space.

Draj woke up. What a dream, he thought. He scratched his head, and looked around. The forest of Foy surrounded him. Leaves crinkled and floated. Twigs bent and snapped. The forest life bustled around him, giving no second though to the third-rate bounty hunter. Draj stood up and immediately fell. His head swam, sending the foliage into a deep blur. His eyes crossed, so the hunter slapped himself. It felt like his eyes were rolling. They finally came to a stop, and this time, when the Mandalorian stood, he only stumbled. Where.... Again Draj searched, and this time he found: the Sixth lay only a few yards from where he lay. Testing his feet, Draj half-walked, half-shuffled towards his ship. Once inside, he set the autopilot, and crashed into the pilot's seat.

Throughout all of his confusion, Draj's mind was telling him one thing: Say yes. Whatever the reason, Draj said yes. And felt like he condemned his soul to the Sith themselves.. Little did he know how right he was.

A rumbling sound could be heard from his backwards-left. Instictively, Draj looked. Big mistake. Draj ducked, but not in time. The log, or rather, small tree, hit his right shoulder with the propulsion of an angry rhino. Even with his armor, Draj heard the bones in his shoulder crack. He was launched backwards, landing on his back. The Mandalorian squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to exterminate some of the pain. Using his left elbow to help himself up, Draj carefully slid the armor off. Blood flowed freely, although Draj could tell that he would live. Shame. Grimacing, he ignored the dropped pistol and unsheathed his vibroblade. The log seemingly came from nowhere, so the bounty hunter was lost. Looking around, he suddenly heard a cracking sound behind him. Draj summersaulted to his left, rolling 180 degrees in the landing. Immediately he slashed downwards, and killed - - a forest creature. Rising from his kneel, Draj continued to wander the forest, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his shoulder.

After doing a run-down on the ship, Draj decided.. ... he wasn't getting off the planet the same way he got down. The Sixth's time was done. The beautiful metallic hull was now battered, scratched, and all around destroyed. Internal fires made it impossible to retrieve anything that was inside, and that included credits. All Draj had on his person was his blaster, and a blade. Speaking to himself, Draj said, "Well, hopefully there are-" The bounty hunter whipped out his blaster and fired four shots behind him. They all hit nothing, save for trees and foliage. Hmm. I must have just spooked myself. Or maybe not. Keeping the pistol to himself, the Mandalorian crept towards, what he thought, was another person. Little did he know that the real person was off to his five-o'clock.

Draj's ship, The Sixth, came into the atmosphere of the planet Foy. He calmly took it down, before realizing something. Aren't there supposed to be- He never finished the thought. Instead, The Sixth was pelted by lava-hot anti-air blasters. One shot clipped his starboard side, sending him into an uncontrollable spin. The ship did four spins before coming to a smash into the dirt. Dust, gravel, rocks, and other debris were thrown up into the air, courtesy of the massive ship. Inside, Draj gritted his teeth. Worst parts over, he thought. He was wrong. The ship nailed a tree, and Draj wasn't happy with the result: an enormous dent was placed into the front of the Sixth. "Sithspit!" the Mandalorian said aloud. After the crash was over, Draj went outside to inspect the damage.

Draj nodded at the 'good job.' Mentally, he saved the mission, storing it in a special place in his mind. "A weapons provider. I think I have just the thing in mind," he said to himself. Scooping up details, Draj left the building and headed for his ship. Once inside, he closed the ramp and took off.

The receptionist ushered the bounty hunter into an extravagant room. In the center stood, who Draj assumed to be, Zara. The door behind Draj shut, and he turned towards Zara. "I'm in need of some buisness. Kat was taken, but I assume I am under your command. Or rather, you are my employer."

Draj finished counting his credits, and stood up, satisfied. He was going to have them deposited, but he had more pressing matters. Walking up to the receptionist, Draj said, "Pardon. I'm looking for one of the Nargals. For your sake, I wouldn't bother Kat, so could you ring up the other?" On her nod, Draj took a seat and waited for his buiness-provider to arrive.

Kat left, leaving Draj and his surprised face. No pay? What kind of show does this guy think he's running? Draj pushed a button, and his wrist-slitters went back to their previous state. His next mission, Draj decided, was to find Kat, and get his money. Walking over to the receptionist, Draj said, "Call Kat. Tell him to come to the lobby. Say it's a.... buisness negotiation." The receptionist gave Draj a skeptical look, to which the hunter replied, "Just do it."

Draj sat back and watched, ready to jump on Jak the moment he decided to rebel.

Draj turned and saw the kid with his fists up. The antic made Draj laugh. "Kid, you're in no position to fight. Lets consider the odds: One, you're surrounded by anti-personnel guns, followed by trained guards. They don't know you're bounty, and I'll probably forget to stop them. Two, I'm a Mandalorian. That alone makes me twice as better. Three, you're hardly a threat with your pointless comments. They only make you seem like an infant. Four, I have technologies on this armor that you've never seen. In half a second, I could have sliced your arms off, and still claimed the alive bounty. It'd hurt, but only one of us." Draj made an appearance to twist his guns and re-holster them, but at the last second, flipped a switch on his wrists. The kid didn't see it, of course, but Draj was ready with his wrist-slashers if Jak made a move.

Gleaming in the sunlight, the Golden Link Casino slowly came into view of Draj the Bounty Hunter. He expertly landed his ship on the ground, and visted his fulfilled cell. He took the stunned Jak and slung him over his shoulder with no concern for his feelings. After much searching, Draj found Kat doing what casino-owners do. Draj set the body down, and waited, saying nothing.

Once Draj was satisfied that the info had been transferred, he left back for his target, in Coruscant.