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Snapped to the origin of the noise, and click, blaster poised at the assailant. It was likely that he would avert his position quicker than the fatter jawa due to his sizeably lessened mass. His finger was evidently curved around the trigger - a warning to the incoming figure. "Stop. We friend...

Co-dak goes to squeeze the trigger of his blaster- dubbed 'Glock' -twice. The primary bolt that was expelled from the gun missed his intended target and skittered side wards and off course. The second, was aimed at the rear of his leg, towards the back of his knee joint.

The jawa scowled, the two glowing conflagrations that cast their glow through the slatternly aperture in his mask squinted: he was far from amused, but he was aware that he would not emerge victorious from a violent exchange with the Rodian. Gritting his teeth, the stout robed figure took the...

Co-dak eyed the approaching Rodian, "You want droid? Bom'loo - it bargain." He said in his best basic; a tinge of the scratchiness commonplace in jawaese present in his tone. He gestured towards the well-maintained droid of the two, and made his offer to him - it was ludicrously high. At this...

The sprawling cityscape of Mos Doba was bustling with rich life - people of all galactic ethnicities were babbling, bartering, betting or brawling (all wonted activities of the rather rugged, crime-controlled region) and their voices came together into one, layered sonorous clangour. Co-dak, a...

big man

Co-dak "I lie to you, but don't you lie to me." » Race: Jawa » Gender: Male » Age: "All fingers, all toes, and right nipple." » Eye Colour: Yellow » Height: "As big as big stick." Appearance: Co-dak is a somewhat rounded Jawa, with obtrusive yellow eyes - large and bulbous alike to all...