Sheen calmly strode along the walkway of the rooftop. Not long had passed, 5... 10 minutes the most. He had trained himself for times like this, times of anticipation and waiting in the worst of places. In fact, Sheen had once waited for 2 and a half days on top of a roof top... waiting for his pray to rear his ugly head. He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts. The earpiece in his ear buzzed with excitement. Sheen stood straight... someone was here. Calmly, he cocked his blaster... the real blaster. By the loud buzz of it, it was large... humanoid at least. Anything from a Jedi to another thief. Great, Sheen thought... MORE of them. Sheen took one small breath, and continued his stroll along the walkway. He would not let them know he was ready. Unbeknownst to Sheen, a creature shrouded in shadows stirred. A small yet elegant blaster held firmly in his hand, moving effortlessly across the roof top. As he soundlessly hopped onto one of the walkways, a slight smirk slid across his human face. What he didn't know, however, was that he just walked straight through one of Sheen's many traps. A small and wireless sensor ray had been erected minutes ago... one that just informed Sheen of the new assassin's presence. He moved clumsily for an assassin. Sometimes he stood in the light, at others he glided through the shadows... he was giving his presence away. Sheen never missed a step. A fully loaded blaster now occupying his right hand, he continued his patrol just as he had a minute ago. In the corner of his eye though, he saw it. To an untrained eye, it would have looked like nothing. But Sheen's life was spotting odd things such as that and he knew that the creature, whatever it was, was ready to strike. His face remained neutral, yet inside he was smiling. He doesn't know who he's messing with. The assassin took one last breath. He once again peaked around the corner, catching the lean figure of Sheen standing not too far away... overlooking the marvel of the Coruscant skyline. The assassin was ready to get caught... and ready to get exposed. He threw his body around the corner of the small building that undoubtedly housed some sort of electrical terminal, and cocked his blaster. "Don't move or I'll shoo..." His jaw dropped midway through the sentence and his elbows gave way. Sheen was no where in sight. The assassin... the trained assassin, struck from above and from behind. He caught the lesser assassin in the back of the head with the back of his blaster. They both scrambled across the rooftop, Sheen having more then enough of an advantage. The outcome was predictable... Sheen came on top, a blaster pressed firmly into the assassin's face. Shock and freight washed off the man's face. "Who sent you!?" Sheen yelled into his face, pressing the blaster even more harder. "I don't know man, it was just a job!!" the man replied, his voice cracking under the pressure. "I unlike you have the skill to kill... and make it hurt. Tell me, or the last thing you will see is the bottom of Coruscant rushing toward your ugly face." He scooped the assassin up, and pushed him toward the edge of the roof top... the blaster now pushing into the back of his head. "Alright alright!! Just don't kill me!!" Sheen pulled his back from the edge. "Thane!" He cried "It was Thane. He didn't trust you, so he sent me to kill you. I swear that's the truth!" Sheen threw the worthless assassin back into the building. He set his gun onto 'stun' and shot a single bolt into the man's chest. Anger filled him like a bursting dam. So Thane was trying to pull a fast one over him. Oh no... he wasn't going to get away with this. Not by a long shot.