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James waited in the cantina for the other two members of the mission to meet him. They were to track down a gang of thugs who had killed a fellow mandalorian, how disgraceful. He would make this gang pay, they were going to regret that decision. He took another sip of his drink, he again thought about the possiblity of his force sensitivity, but pushed it aside, in favor of the mission at hand. He looked across the bar, nothing suspious, so he took another sip of his drink and continued waiting for the other two to come.