bumped shoulders with him.

Normally, he would have let them go.

But as they scurried past him, something told him that he had to stop them. It was a gut feeling.

He turned quickly, placing a shoulder on the fleeing person.

" Identification, please, citizen. "

||: Don't get me wrong, I love the prequels but the Empire is my all time favorite faction

Ugh

I'll figure something out maybe

||: The only thing I'm worried about is that everyone does prequel RP and I'm Imperial era

Am I gonna have to switch to Republic Crosshair and save this layout for a different time? I love this layout sm though...

||: We could make Star Wars better than its ever been

We could be REAL

||: I certainly hope so...

I fucking love Star Wars so much...

kms

||: STAR WARS IS A TRAGEDY

HOW DO YOU EXPECT TO DO SWRP AND NOT WRITE ANGST??

||: Scare?

That should ENTICE them

Wasn't it wrong to kill his brothers? To kill those who fought alongside him in the GAR?

...no, what was he thinking, those damn Regs weren't his brothers!

No, no, only 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 were his brothers. And 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 abandoned him!

And, you know what?

𝘏𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮!

on the spot.

Crosshair gently lowered his rifle as people began to panic and run every which way.

He slumped against the wall, mission complete.

𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼.

Still, something in the back of his mind made him think. Something felt... off.

---

Another traitor to the Empire who will be squashed like all the rest.

The mercenary began to walk towards the bar. He readied his scope, aimed directly at his head.

The merc stepped into the doorway.

Crosshair pulled the trigger.

A blaster bolt passed straight through his head, killing him---