Hans

The figure turned slowly amid the trees, revealing their face concealed by a volto mask. Hans had not expected anything so… cultured on a mining colony off the Main Line. But there it was. The planet’s population were noted to be insular, and they were – as well as backwards – but this was something else. Syrch had paid Hans and his crew handsomely to intimidate the miners into lower wages, run-of-the-mill. But if that was still true, Hans wondered, why his hand was shaking. The masked figure – stark white faced amongst the ash-grey trunks – continued to gaze in Han’s direction. Slowly the masked figure cocked its head, forcing Hans’ pistol wielding arm upwards.  As the masked being raised two fingers to his temple, Hans mimicked – screaming involuntarily –with his gun…

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Hans

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