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"Mar'e, Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur!" The uttered words, a tradition for her ingrained by a father who lived and breathed the stuff, were much like the green light a podracer might see before ramming the throttle into full. The word "rancor", uttered over the open-comm, rang in her...

Annoyance, hard and cutting, burned in Mirdala's mind. The open comm-connection between her and Cain allowed her to overhear the spineless scum's recent "adjustments" to the plan. She balled a fist and felt the urge to turn her weapon on her employer--the biggest no-no in all of private sector...

Touche, good sir, touche!

'Merica, Terrst, money money Alec Baldwin? Fox News Nascar, McDonald's Walmart. NFL?

Mirdala was in a rare position. By chance, she was a member of both hired security teams. When she'd accepted the contract--and later heard about it through her mercenaries' contacts later from another source--she briefly toyed with the idea of being paid twice for the same job, but perished...

Arigato, tomodachi!

Lol that was actually a poor request for a link XD

Donde amigo?

No worries, compadre, I'm gonna brag a bit and say I got oodles of patience =D Good luck, btw!

Another job, another paycheck. Mirdala crouched on the lip of a roof, her visor peering across the street at the glassed-in conference room across and below from her vantage point. Her helmet's optical zoom allowed her to study the room, memorize it centimeter by centimeter. She stood up and...

If Mirdala had been hoping for a quieter environ, she would be disappointed. She had opted to put her helmet back on, all the better to quickly check through a few updates received via holocomm burst and to check how many snippets of conversations had been recorded as she moved through the...

Psst. Point my char at the caravan mish if you'd be so kind =)

It was a little more than intriguing now. The only silent person in the entire establishment at this point, Mirdala watched, observed and noted many, many interesting things as conversations clamored over one another. The music was a little jarring--the equipment in her helmet and upon her back...

Apologies for any chuckles derived from the sight of imperial armor. Jk. Waiting until the thread is officially sanctioned before inserting the Mando

Mirdala'runi "The Wolf" Beviin Chiss Intelligence

Zonju V. If ever there might be a place a sentient might consider the galaxy's armpit, it was Zonju V. The planet was dirty, its inhabitants--the poor sods--were dirty and the business conducted there tended to be of the dirty variety. This was precisely what made the world such a treasure, a...

In the Signature, amigo =)

Sign her up! Tryin' to keep it on the DL, but Miri is secretly no friend to the Sithies. But ssshhhh!!!

Drink list? Jk. Posting here to let my excitement out so I don't go 'splodey. Edit: Also might be handy to include a link to that awesome page describing the crap planet the Rangers will be calling home for quick reference.

If paid or given some sort of incentive, Miri's skills could be pressed into use to aid Fox...