Kamda

Spending the last few days hiding from the imps, Pieron knows a good old fashion riot could create the smoke screen he needs to try and find his way out of here. Walking around the crowds he starts kicking up casual conversations with some people here and there, sharing his concerns over if the impe...

Pieron runs and runs and runs, finally catching himself in a hidden alleyway he crumples to the ground exhausted. His muscles burned and he felt his lungs pressing against his ribs as he was catching his breath. Finally he made it out, but it wasn't time to rest, he was stuck in this planet for the ...

With a few hot on his heels, Pieron kept running, running as fast as he could into the hatch for freedom. He could feel his lungs breath fire as he kept going but he was sure this was his only way as he ran away.

Counting his luck as he could have stumbled and fell, Pieron runs straight for the open maintenance door seeing his last shot to freedom as he sees there isn't a crowd for him to slip into. He takes a last look behind him to check to see what kind of response his running has brought.

Pieron turns quickly on his heels and runs, prepping his way so he naturally could go through the main entrance as he bolts down full speed. Life as a smuggler sometimes had you running and Pieron was hoping this time his legs didnt give out today. MA, Imperial Cargo, Commercial Sector, Kamda Spacep...

"Yes, there were... persistent as you can imagine. Luckily I was able to just jettison a bit of cargo to save the whole, I can only assume they figured that was the most of it and was able to get away without more issues." Pieron responded, all the mean while his eyes darting around seeing more figu...

"Oh you know, a pirate or two here and there. Some ship maintenance on the side, thought I saw a flying wookiee one time. B-but still, I was able to get almost everything here." Hoping to appear the fool, Pieron took notice of the main exit hoping if he just managed to break out the crowds could con...

A sudden tightness in his chest as he realizes maybe she too has a copy of the manifest, almost as if catching himself he punches inputs to his screen as he sends over the data to the officers. "Hell of a trip here, there were slight problems but nothing I couldn't handle of course." He stammers out...

Peiron takes in a deep breath, hoping he was able to mess with the manifest well enough that they couldn't tell he had dumped some things so he can pawn them off later. "Roger that, landing at bay B-124.", Shutting off his comms as he pulls the cargo ship to port. Taking a moment to gather himself a...

Flying close to port, Pieron activates his com channels as he starts getting ready to send over his landing codes given to him by some snooty officer before he set off on his journey. "This is, um- Corso Riggs on Imperial landing craft 75221, requesting permission to offload cargo." Pieron was never...

Name : Pieron Lorford Age : Early Thirties Species : Human Gender : Male Height : 1.8m Build : Lean but sturdy Hair : Unkempt Brown Eyes : Hazel Homeworld : Unknown Pieron is your typical unassuming smuggler, by coin or by will, Pieron is there in pursuit to live another day. One might know him fro...