Recent content by James 'Slinger' Antilles

James raised an eyebrow and a sardonic smile as the Admiral expounded on the virtues of the uniform. Karabas. Had he really believed all that kudu once? James thought back to distant memories and realised he had. Although it was as much a young man needing a place in the universe. Even as a...

Slinger grinned unabashedly as he saw the admiral twitch ever so slightly at him putting his feet on her desk. It was a small tick one that suggested her smile was reflexive then genuine. It was in the eyes. James knew a smile wasn’t genuine by the eyes. Years of studying his opponent on the...

Slinger was itching as he made his way through the security checkpoints. He didn’t like being here being called up by the brass. James wasn’t entirely sure whether, he was a wanted man, whether he’d been declared awol or whether this was his ticket to reenlistment. James was fairly sure he’d...

James smiled and patted the dashboard fondly, he frowned concerned for a moment. He ran a systems check to make sure his manual override hadn’t done any damage to any of the systems. It shouldn’t have that was the way it was designed but sometimes a hink accured that meant a reboot lest it stall...

James grinned at Tzar reveling their small victory. Truthfully James loved space combat there was nothing else like it pitting yourself against another in the ultimate contest of skill and ability. The twists, the turns, sudden pulls and that perfect moment when you’ve just lined up a shot right...

James nodded relieved that Tzar had agreed to his terms of not eating people. James never thought that would even be a consideration let alone a term. Not eating people? Who’d have thought he would ever have to dictate that as a term. Even the Sith didn’t eat people though if he learned they did...

James felt a flash of relief as Tzar agreed not to eat people. He had been worried that it would become more of an issue and James would be forced to fight maybe even kill the cannibalistic creature. Which would be a shame. First because James wasn’t entirely sure he would win that fight but...

James paused at the certainty in Tzar’s voice and just a hint of bloodlust. However he got the map or the information of it’s veracity James was sure he didn’t want to know. James would have to bear in mind that whatever it was probably wasn’t pleasant. A shame because despite his oddities James...

James grinned and nodded as Tzar gamely swallowed his drink despite clearly not liking it’s contents. James could respect that. He’d accepted a fair few challenges himself over the year, a few of which he shouldn’t have accepted in the first place, but that was life on the rim. One challenge...

James eyebrow quirked at Tzar’s odd toast. It was certainly a unique one, but clearly a warriors toast. Which admittedly James had had him pegged as one the moment he had entered the fact that he had started about eating fuzzy little animals live and had a row of teeth like a Mynock hadn’t done...

James nodded amiably as Tzar gave a cursory response to James’s enquiry after Tzars people and home. Clearly Tzar wasn’t much one for small talk despite his polite manner and offers of sharing a meal. Even if the meal was an alive fluffy and rather cute furball. James admitted he was still a...

James raised an eyebrow at the odd manner of speech it was both surprisingly formal and somewhat… not innocent exactly. James had no doubt that this creature could take care of itself. For starters it, they James wasn’t really sure what they’re pronouns were. Anyway they didn’t even blink at the...

James sighed with regret, all he wanted was a quiet drink and now he’d had to shoot some fool who wanted to test him. Not even because there was a legitimate reason. A price on his jead, a hit, someone who he’d pissed off or ripped off, conflict of a job, same target, same treasure, territory or...

James slugged another mug of… well if he was being honest he didn’t know what it was it was green and muddy and tasted and smelled like it tasted. Still he had wanted something strong and he got it. James was starting to get bored, all he knew about this contact was that it was a weird one. At...

**Vehicle Name:** Silver Sparrow **Vehicle Type:** Transport **Vehicle Class:** Courier **Manufacturer:** Corellian Engineerin Corporation **Affiliation:** James Antilles **Crew/Passenger Capacity:** 3 **Length/Height/Width:** 138x90x27 **Armor/Defenses:** Standard X-Wing "Defender"...