Recent content by Daz Solus

Daz grinned under his helmet at Burkhart's quip. Yes that was exactly what they were looking for, pyrotechnic party favors. The little being seemed not to know if he should laugh or just ignore the big Mando's comment. The salesman opted for saying nothing, instead leading them over to a...

Well. He had been dragged to worse worlds, that was for sure. And with less information too. So all in all, the day was starting out pretty OK. Though he didn't know his partner on this mission, Burkhart as well as perhaps he should have, he had long since been a ally of the Badgers and was...

"Of course it's time to talk about kids!" He acknowledged Leandros' greeting with a nod and turned to Raz, a sympathetic look on his face. He took a long swig from his beer and continued. "Our people don't have the greatest life-expectancy. You should hurry up and get it over with sooner rather...

Atin Solus bounded to the door, perhaps a bit overexcited, and wrenched it open while Raz's hand was still in mid knock. There was a moment of stillness, then, Atin shoved his daughter out of the way and folded Leandros into a hug. "It's so good to finally meet you!! I'd heard the most terrible...

"Dad, n--stop!!" Daz moved too slowly to stop his father from dumping a bunch of root vegetables into a broth that was meant for a much lighter soup. He sighed, dismayed and ran a hand over his face in an exasperated sort of way before continuing. It seemed that they'd be having a slightly more...

Daz got to the house a good five hours early. This was to be something of momentous occasion, Raz and her new boyfriend partner in crime had decided to visit their father for dinner. It seemed an odd move for his sister, bringing a prospective partner home and it spoke to very dangerous things...

As she spoke, Daz felt himself reddening slightly. This Jedi woman had him oddly on edge and for the life of him he couldn't explain why. Myabe it was the way she had just looked at him-as if she was deciding his worth with that piercing gaze of hers. As she spoke the color in Daz's face only...

The passing Mandalorian (a Clan Ordo member that Daz recognized) did not only yell something about witches but went on to suggest that the amount of time the Mand'alor's family was spending with them was unhealthy. Daz's wheeled around, walked right up to the man, grabbed him by the throat and...

Daz was wandering farther up corridor, popping his head into likely looking rooms a he went along. Most had been empty a couple containing off duty security types, but just as Raz commed to ask what was going on, he found a room that contained a number of terrified scientists and a couple...

Daz took the beskad and slit it neatly back to its place on his belt. He was relieved to have it back, of course, but he still couldn't shake his profound sense of confusion. When Arda asked him if he'd be ok, he once again didn't respond immediately. He was wracking his brain trying to shake...

Daz didn't immediately react. He was too stunned. He missed everything Arda said after she pulled out the beskad. His beskad. He had woken the next morning (evening) after the brawl on Hutta to find it missing. At first he figured someone else had picked it up so he had accosted his friends...

"The Mand'alor doesn't even know you're here," Daz said quietly as he followed her out of the bar. He turned to face her, showing nothing but the emotionless T of his helmet. "I had to say something to get the others to shut up...everybody is so noisy and it's not even noon," he shook his head...

Daz raced to catch up with Dan and the new guy. Drake? Dracula? Drace? Daz wasn't the best with names and it didn't matter. Dan was needed elsewhere for something apparently important--why they wanted Dopey was anyone's guess--but Daz had been sent to tag out with the other man and complete his...

Planetary defense headquarters was in something of an uproar. The arrival of one Arda Breaux, Jedi sorceress and otherwise somewhat undesirable, had caused quite a stir. It was one thing to be allied--however strenuously--with the Alliance and to have a good brawl with them on a satellite...

Daz was taken aback momentarily by the woman who came up to him amid the dying chaos. She was dressed like a rebel and...hadn't he seen her throw someone out a window? Whatever the case, as she ordered twenty beers for the two of them, he thought she sounded more like a Mando than a Rebel. He...