Velrogh spotted another man with the corner of the eye and left is toughts for another time. He turned around prepared to pull out is rifle if he eventually posed a threat.
"And who might you be?" he asked putting his helmet back on.
He looks more like rotten bantha fodder than a person... the bounty-hunter tought doesn't seem a threat, but still...
He stunned. Now he remembered where he had seen that woman before. It hit him like a tidal wave, years ago when he lost his arm... It had all been that girl's fault. She didn't look like a threat either, but she had managed to cut his arm off.
...appearences illude he finalized Raven, Humboldt's pet he remembered it now i'll deal with her later. he said to himself, still thinking at ways to kill her, each more painful then the last one...
"She won't get away..." he whispered to himself, his face filled with anger and his eyes... turning yellow... like they had been only once before.
"Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion I gain strenght.
Through strenght I gain power.
Through power I gain victory.
Through victory my chains are broken.
The force shall free me." -Code of the Sith
My first Fic: http://www.lucasforums.com/showthread.php?p=2250489