Why you don't mess with the New guy!

Anato was finally a bounty hunter, the best job for him to pick, no doubt. He was in his new armor and entered a secluded bar with other bounty hunters. As he entered he saw a load of people with guns amazed him. He found a vacant seet, but first he when to the bounty notice board. He found some good bounties but one cought his eye, a fellow bounty hunter in the room had a bounty for 10 thousand republack credits, dead OR alive! Anato saw this as an opportunity and took the bounty, being added to his message recever. It seemed the man noteced adn stormed to Anato. "Hey you worthless little bug, you didn't seem to take that did you." The man laughed when Anato nodded his head. "Listen, I am a 3rd class hunter and ruthless crimanall, you couldn't possibly catch or kill me" Anato retracted his helmet and looked at him and playfully answered. "But don't you get it?" Anato smerked "I'm hungry!" Anato Slamed the man with his right fist, before he could react Anato pulled out one of his pistols and shot the man about 5 times. "Well than my first bounty!" Anato picked up the man and activated his helmet. He walked out with the corps in his hand and ran to the corner were no one could see and began to feed on the brain of his victem, he had not eaten in 12 days and normal food just didn't cut it for his kind.

Richter walked into the bar. Which was rare because he normal gets a bounty in person. He walked up to a man who looked like he was sucking the man's brain out. "So you killed a 5th class hunter. Not a big deal this one was know to make himself seem better then he is." said richter not looking at the man. "What is your name hunter?" he asked the man. He waited for the man to answer. Richter under his helmet thought it was sort of gross sucking a man's brain out. "Your not going to get much out of that brain, he is mostly hot air."

(ooc: You followed me?!)

Anato was suprised that a man had followed him. Crap, this isn't good. "My name is Anato, I just started the buisness and a 10 thousand bountei isn't all that bad" Anato took his tenticale out of bodies nois and said. "I have to get a meal some how, Its not fun the go hungry, besides I thought I was alone back here."

(OOC: I'm going to join this thread as TSE-01, Darth Jenzo Fawm's personal Droid. Now, no one else would know of TSE-01 unless they were former Sith associated with the Dark Lord in some closer way. Which doesn't apply to any Bounty Hunter.)

TSE-01 had been ordered by his Master to assassinate a retired Military Commander who had started spreading rumors about the Sith actually within the Galaxy, and, some of his admirers were actually believing him... A problem for the Sith Empire no doubt. After using his optical sensors, to record recent activity of the retired General, TSE-01 discovered he was quite the patron of the Cantina within the Republic City. However, no one else in this entire Cantina realized that there was a retired General amongst them, for, if they did... He'd surely be caught by now. The General managed to get away with entering and exiting freely with no trouble, because he was always in the same disguise, under the ID of Joso Raptha, a former thug, now, older. And had altered his physical appearance using his skills in acting. At the moment, the retired General was not in the bar, but, according to his daily activities, he'd arrive roughly at 11:00pm in Coruscant-time. While he was waiting he noticed notable figures... The notorious Mandalorian, from the Tevan Clan on Mandalore, as well as the Gamorrean Bros. from the war-ravaged world of Gamorr. You also had the "Seductress" a yellow Twi'Lek with decorative, naturally red stripes along her skin. There were other notable figures... But, they wouldn't disturb TSE-01, unless they wished to die. TSE-01 asked for some oil... He had noticed that during this time, the Mandalorian had exited the Cantina heading towards an Anzati who had also just exited, they weren't his targets. "You asked for Oil? How humorous of ye! Heh!" Said the man loudly, it wasn't common for a Droid to be in a Cantina, only service Droids, it was obvious, that, at the moment... It'd be questionable as to what sort of Droid TSE-01 is. "Ackowledgement: Correct... I would like Oil from you Organic. I am sure that that is not a botheration for you." Answered the Droid sternly. "Heh! You was being serious!! Alright... One glass of Oil comin up, ye pack'o components!" Replied the loud human bartender. TSE-01 just waited... While he waited, a man had entered the Cantina... It was the man from his own intelligence. "Bashful Realization: Target has arrived." The Droid waited for the retired General to walk towards the bar... Ironically for the Droid, the General chose a seat next to the Droid. TSE-01 received his Oil. "Emboldened Query: Surely, this Oil will not distort my photoceptors?" Asked the Droid responsibly. "Yeah, yeah... Just be satisfied I got ya damn'oil." Replied the Bartender rudely. "Enjoy your Oil botty." Then, the Bartender walked towards the retired General. "And what is it you'd like eh?" Asked the Bartender. With an old and shriveled voice, the retired General responded. "Just some simple brew, on the rocks." TSE-01 wasn't feeling anything, for an organic they'd certainly feel uneasy being right next to their target, but, for a Droid... That was different, all they had was loyalty, and duty to fulfill that loyalty. "Fateful Query: I know who you are... General Zark, is it?" Asked the TSE-01 Droid curiously. The General, from beneath his guise... Just turned his head to face the droid. "H-How do you know?! What are you?! A-A Bounty Hunter?!" "Dutiful Clarification: I'm far worse then an Organic Bounty Hunter." Replied the Droid to the General's gaze. His optical sensors glew a shining red color as the Lasers were about to be released right through the General's face, killing him no doubt. With the General's eyes wide opened, the lasers darted straight through his face, the Droid killed him. "Gratified Statement: Ahh... Well, it looks like my job here is complete. Farewell bothersome Organics." Farewelled the Droid openly, as he calmly walked away... None of the local Bounty Hunters would blow his cover in the future, and the innocent Bartender hadn't even seen the act.

The Droid walked outside, the same way the Mandalorian had followed the Anzati just moments ago. As he exited from the side of the Cantina, instead of the front, he noticed the Mandalorian standing in front of the Anzati, as if questioning, or arguing with eachother. "Abhorred Observation: That is quite disturbing. You poor Organics, with all your own unique natural capabilities. I am simply disgusted by the whole idea I have just witnessed the brains being sucked out of a victimized patron." The Droid had turned his head, realizing the Mandalorian standing nearby. "Puzzled Contemplation: You... Mandalorian, why are you just standing there. Be entertaining like the rest of your species." Flaunted the Droid, as he just stood there, boredly waiting for a response from either one of them.

(ooc: Richter?)

(ooc: brain dead skip me)