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Zachary Baird
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 Post Posted: Sun, August 09th 2009 02:12pm    Post subject: Geonosis, Desert
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Zachary Baird lay belly down on the rock outcropping, holding a pair of well used macrobinoculars to his eyes, watching the distant red landscape. Slowly he pulled himself off the iron stained earth. Wind from the expanse in front of him swept the mesa, disturbing the perfect silence.

Zachary Baird was at the apex of his career. He no longer had to spend time in the galaxy's worst underworld bars, fishing for hits and bounties he could try and collect on. People came to him. Better yet, enough of the galaxy's scum wanted the rest of their kind dead that he got to choose. And choose he did.

For the past week and a half, Zachary had been studying the life Eli Talizmun, a xenophobic galactic crime lord who's industry was prostitution and slave labor. The industry of ruining lives. For the most part, Eli appeared to be a paranoid, impenetrable man, running his business impossibly efficient. But efficiency required patterns, and soon the cracks in his armor appeared.

Zachary hopped down from the toppled rock outcropping he had been on, sliding down onto the flat surface of the mesa, and made his way to his groundcar. Zach used the cheap vehicle, which had been assembled from a hobby kit and then heavily modified to meet his needs, because of its low energy output when compared to a landspeeder and durability. It also was a thrill to drive.

He checked his watch. 1146. His window was from 1208 to 1214. Eli kept his 'merchandise' in a separate complex from his own, which were separated by an abandoned, structurally unstable three story stresscrete building dating back to the Clone Wars. Eli's crew had decided not to inhabit it, nor destroy it. Every other day, Eli would make his way to the slave quarters for an inspection with one of his trusted advisers. However, the old building blocked the guard's at either complex's view of Eli for about six minutes. Enough time to strike and withdraw.

However, this would not be an average hit. Zachary did not like the idea of one being owning another. While he could make the shot clean with his rifle, he felt like he needed to chat with Mr. Talizmun before he died. Point out his flawed ways. Whether this practice increased Zachary's morality, or simply fueled his insanity, he wasn't sure. It just made him feel better when assholes died slowly without anyone holding their hand, but instead reminding them that no one will truly miss them.

Zachary slid behind the wheel of the yellow, thick tired car, hit the ignition switch, and put it into gear. The skeletal vehicle, which had been cut down to frame and roll cage in the front, roared to life.

Zachary jammed the pedal, the wheels spun in place for an instant, throwing red Geonosain dust into air, before bolting forward of into the noon sun.
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 Post Posted: Wed, August 12th 2009 11:36pm    Post subject:
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The car raced down the red rocks, it's wheels flinging dust into the air, leaving a long cloud that was quickly dissipated by the wind. Zachary slowed the vehicle, then pressed down gas and tapped the handbrake. The 'Outlander' groundcar drifted into a curving gully leading to the desert floor. Zachary grinned as he felt the engine pulse through the steering wheel. There was something different about landspeeders. He never felt quite as alive driving the monotonous hovercraft, never making contact with the earth.

The Outlander rode the last banking turn of the gully and flew out onto the uneven, baked Geonosian desert tundra. The vehicle bounced as the shocks absorbed the impact, and Zachary gripped the wheel tightly to keep the vehicle from spinning. Ahead loomed the abandon command post.

As he closed in on the building, he could make out the shapes of two men, one in stark white, the other in gray. Eli would be wearing white.

200 meters.

Zachary adjusted the car's path, aiming slightly ahead of the two men.

50 meters.

The gray-clad adviser turned his head, and spotted the incoming and grabbed Eli's shirtsleeve and tugged like a frightened child. They stood there, frozen for a second before they realized what was coming at them.

15 meters.

Zachary jammed the handbrake and spun the wheel to the left. The Outlander's tire hit the edge of the stresscrete walkway, lifted several feet into the air, carried by it's own momentum, and bore down on Eli. The adviser threw himself out of the way as the durasteel car pinned Talizmun up against the wall. Shards of stresscrete flew in all directions as the vehicle collided with the building.

The dust cleared, and Zachary swung out of the car, blaster in hand. The adviser, coughing, pushed himself onto his knees, and looked back, wide eyed at Zach, blood running from his face. Zachary raised his blaster and fired a crimson bolt through the man's head without hesitating. The body hit the ground with a wet thud.

He then turned to Eli. His mouth was filled with blood, his face covered in stresscrete dust. A heavy chest plate had saved his life, but it was obvious he was paralyzed. The fear shown through his beady eyes.

“Who are you?”

“Justice.” Zachary replied with malice, and raised his gun.


* * *

Zachary slid back behind the wheel of his car and put it into reverse, rolling off the corpse and spinning the car into reverse. He pushed the ‘gear shifter’ into the position labeled FRWD, and pushed on the gas. The wind had died down, and the trail left by his car stretched out behind him. In a minute he was racing up the mesa, the large cloud billowing into oblivion behind him the only sign of his existence. The trail drifted of into the distance, until it disappeared completely.
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