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Gurp watched with interest as the Mayor clung to life by a thread and Xol demanded credits. The Gamorrean thug was not one to understand the datapad work so he left that to his partner. He was a bit confused how jumping out the window of a tower would be good but he listened to the plan hoping...

Gurp liked the idea of squeezing extra credits out. His boss was always happy when loot was found. The Gamorrean gave an understanding nod and thumbs up, which was awkward with a blaster in hand. It wasn't time to wait for the Mayor to give up or somehow escape. It was time to charge in and take...

A price paid in flesh had assured victory against the droid. Gurp fired a couple shots as he stood and charged forwards. The pile of scrap was outnumbered and outgunned all of a sudden which made for an explosive ending. Now the only obstacle was the door and mayor himself. <<SMASH!>> The...

Gurp began to drool as he watched the holo of his boss. Wordy explanations were a bit beyond his attention span so he had begun thinking of food. When the message ended, the Gamorrean glanced over to the other who was sent and gave a short grunt. He then went about checking his gear to make sure...

It was another job for the Gamorrean Guard on the sandy planet of Tatooine. He hated that planet. Gurp had been showing his worth enough that he didn't have to carry the Hutt around in the sun at least. Instead, he was marching alongside the procession with his full gear as a guard. Due to his...

Things were about to get a bit tougher for the crew as the battle droids realized what was happening. Gurp and Burk were pushing out to take care of some, but they would need help. The slamming door of the office caught the younger Gamorrean's attention just as he was stepping outside behind his...

Stealth was far out the window at this point and blaster fire echoed through the hallway. The Mayor, if he was even inside, would have to know this battle was ongoing by now. Gurp had his pistols in hand now and was easily in range of the enemies inside this small battle venue. His partner...

Trust was hard to earn in this business. Gurp knew his master wouldn't kill a hunter in the open here. Perhaps another time the Gamorreans would get to rip it apart. The currency bag throw was at least satisfyingly aggressive. More of a tease for the real thing, but it was better than no...

Aha. Gurp finally understood the new plan. These Guards wouldn't let them in if they thought they were <<Dwana ax tah u?>> Gurp asked while holding up the knife for the guards to see. The plan was obviously for him to pretend to be an ax salesman going door to door, starting with the mayor. It...

This was the part that Gurp loved during operations. It was time to go in and use... his axe? The Gamorrean paused just before the turbolift into the penthouse entry hall opened up. He turned to look at Xol and then motioned towards his collection of goods. He patted the pistols on his belt...

Smash. Gurp did not speak basic, like at all, but there were some words that were cognates with Huttese. Droid and Smash were both basically the same words. That much was understood. The rest of the chaos with the Wookiee negotiating or the droids making threats... nothing. The Gamorrean turned...

It seemed that a plan did exist. That was good. It comforted Gurp to hear of an action plan with steps and a role for him to perform. He did his best to listen and understand every detail. When mentions of what the Gamorrean had to do came up, he nodded vigorously and committed it to memory...

On the opposite end of the large Hutt from Burk, Gurp settled into position as over watch of the room as well. The only real difference between the two was that the younger Gamorrean did not draw a weapon. Instead, his hands rests on the grips to his pistols at his hips. This made them easily...

A simple hit job wasn't exactly hard to plan, but Gurp had hoped to hear a plan by now. He felt fairly lost without it. Usually someone was there telling him what to do in an engagement. It was easy to do one's job as a meathead smashing in heads when directed. This was just one target to kill...

The younger of the two Gamorreans had been keeping his rifle on the Wookiee when Burk made the charge. He had no desire to shoot his brother in the back so he moved the barrel towards the floor as he watched the charge. A gleeful oink escaped but was quickly stifled when he noticed one of the...