In the midst of the dark shadows of a large cargo hold from a ship that was carrying in supplies for a black market merchant on Nar Shaddaa was a single male that wore a tattered dark brownish cloak. His face was completely covered within the shadows from the darkness of his cloak but as well as due to his hood keeping his face hidden from any and all sights. While the ship swayed left to right around the traffic of the smuggler planet; it was only a matter of time that the sounds of the engines coming to a halt at it's location that the young male had raised his head just slightly in curiosity as to where the ship had decided to dock. There was no doubt that wherever it was deciding to dock; someone was going to come into the cargo hold and take a look around to either bring out supplies if not just for a plain inspection; the male knew well enough that either way if he was going to get caught, things weren't going to go smoothly.
It was only a matter of time that the noise of the locks on the ship's blast doors were being unlocked echoed throughout the large room. Quickly but surely, the hooded male had dashed his way to get into a more darker area of the room where he wouldn't be seen by the trandoshan that came stepping through the brightly lit hallway that connected the two rooms together. Sneaking his way as quickly and as silently as possible to the exit of the cargo hold; the moment the hooded male had taken a single step out into the lit hallway of the exit to the cargo hold, a quick blaster shot had just nearly missed the front of his right foot. Keeping his back turned to the trandoshan, the hooded male stayed completely still while the male trandoshan stepped up ever so slowly towards him. "What do we have here? A ssstowaway? What do you think you were doing in here?" The creature hissed towards the hooded male who only remained silent for another moment or so all the while keeping his back still turned to the trandoshan. "Just let me go. I didn't take anything and I won't let anyone know about this." Those were the only words that came from the male's lips as he had simply turned his head just slightly over his shoulder to show only the sight of his quick flash of bright reddish yellow eyes. Although it maybe true that the male could simply kill the trandoshan and continue on his way out without so much as any trouble; but just the thought of causing a commotion and than possibly having the trandoshan let out it's shriek for help, the hooded male was in no mood to be dealing with a bunch of smugglers and black market merchants.
With a single brow raised from the trandoshan creature, it was clear that this one didn't seem to be one for reasoning. As he gripped a hold of his blaster tighter in his claws, he prepared himself to pull the trigger and simply try to kill the intruder. "You got sssome nerve trying to bargain like that with me. I ssshould just kill you, but maybe I can just get sssome extra creditss from trying to sell a sssmart mouth like yourss on the ssslave--" Right before the trandoshan could finish up his entire sentence from all his hissing, a bright arctic blue blade had already been seen going from his chest area going through the other side, from the front of his chest was the hilt of a lightsaber. The only expression the trandoshan could give at the feeling of heart just being pierced in a seconds notice was plain shock; in the next moment the blade had retracted back into it's hilt and returned to the grasp of the hooded male. Holstering it back to it's original spot on his belt, the hooded male simply left the corpse of the dead trandoshan on the ground within the cargo hold as he exited the ship quietly. Those who had seen the hooded male leave the large ship paid no mind to him since they were unaware of what had just taken place within the ship; by the time the crewman of the ship had decided to check up on the trandoshan as to why he was taking so long for an inspection; only to find that he was dead, the hooded male was far gone already into the busy city of Nar Shaddaa.
After wandering the grounds of Nar Shaddaa for a few minutes; he soon made his way over towards the balcony of one of the stations only to end up taking off his tattered hood. Revealing his face as his ponytails flew back just slightly with the breeze of the busy space of the planet. Taking in a deep breath before exhaling a low sigh, the young male's eyes had changed from their reddish yellow color to a more bright crystal blue color. "It feels like it's been forever.." He whispered silently to himself as he looked out in the distance to watch all the cars swooping by at high speeds as well as all the dimly lit buildings from afar.
This young male's name was Ryosuke Takaheshi; to many known faces he is a rogue Jedi, to others he is known simply as a huge bounty that plenty of hunters are after for credits while to very few he is known to be a friend. Although Nar Shaddaa was obviously wasn't the greatest place to sneak a ride to, Ryosuke spent alot of his childhood here on this planet and even made a few friends within the refugee that had no other choice but to come to this planet to live. He wasn't about to just forget about the people that helped him in his time of need, even if he had spent most of his time during his childhood just trying to steal what he needed to survive. Taking another minute or so just to enjoy the view, Ryosuke had finally pulled his hood back over his head to conceal his face once more before progressing his way to the lower levels to reach the refugee camp.