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Here they were. Out of the mess. Don looked at the planet and put on a smile. Then the Echani lady chimed in with one last 'kriff off' message. Yeah, that made sense. He'd done plenty to piss her off. Taking a step down the ramp, he turned around with a nod of his head. "Yeah, I'll stay out of...

Don remained in the room, tossing an old ball at a wall. This felt just like confinement, which it probably was. It was life or death at this point, though, and he wasn't looking to die right now, especially when they were decently close to him getting the hell off this insane ship. The familiar...

Don merely listened and followed the woman, leaving his work half completed. The best he could do was just wait till he was scott free before he got his hear cut off. Leaning against the wall, he sighed. Waiting time. OOC - Sorry for another short post!

Don popped open the outer shell while Ki'anna continued her angry yelling, then set the outer plate down, rearranging some wiring and moving some panels out of the way, up until the death threat. Here they were again, back to her threatening to murder him. Brilliant. He just wanted to sit down...

Don cursed as the Jedi jumped over him, taking out what remained of the opposition as they ran up the ramp to the shuttle. Sitting down at the edge as the aircraft took off from his yelling to the pilot, he pulled out a detonator and spun it around in his hands. One of his buddies was in the...

Don put on a smile and popped off the buttons to a control panel as the Echani screamed his direction, then rearranged the wiring within the electronic device. Whoever had put this ship together had done a pretty terrible job, especially with the fact that the engine couldn't stay on to save a...

Don looked up as the Echani continued talking. She was down here for no other reason but to get back at him for irritating her, and it was deserved in a sense. But it wasn't exactly his fault that his ship just happened to crash and she had the only working ship on the planet, so they could...

Don looked over the watchtower as Bruce yelled. That was quick. The evac was here pretty damn early, all things considered. Maybe the Republic was finally sorting out its internal problems and looking to actually be good at waging war and saving lives. Sliding down the rungs of the ladder, he...

As a bit more Judiciary forces ran to the side of most resistance, Don stopped to watch for half a second after ducking from a blaster bolt to see the Jedi going at it with a blaster rifle. Soon enough, he was back to his old games and had flung some mines at hostiles pushing inside the walls...

Don knelt down to examine a cargo crate when footsteps came from behind. Ah, hell, not again. Turning his head after her query, Don turned around fully and sat down against the crate, taking in a breath. He hoped it would have been plenty obvious for her as to why he'd decided to avoid entering...

Don ran into the ship as the engines spooled up, shutting the ramp and going down to the cargo hold, half considering showing off and shutting down the engines just to prove the fact that he could really keep them both stranded here if he really wanted to, but decided against it. There had been...

Don saw the hostiles being pushed off, in the direction of the minefield and put on a smile as the explosives detonated. Good. A few less to deal with. He heard Bruce yelling, something about 90 minutes till help arrived. Made sense. He'd be sure to overestimate to around two hours. They often...

Don took another step back as the woman seemed to crack more, threatening that she should have let him to whatever inhabitants were on Zar 4. Despite the fact that without him, they probably wouldn't have gotten out of there in three pieces without his expertise, so it was a slightly...

Don grimaced as the blade reached his skin, then took another step back as the Echani continued, practically yelling about her issues. Apparently she was some kind of daddy's girl? Wow, that was brilliant. The yelling hardly fazed him, he was used to it by now from the higher ups who think he...

Don leaned back from the blade as it stopped near his neck, holding up his hands. The lady was unstable, very much so. The look of fear in her eyes was evident. She went on a while about a bit of the stuff she was going through right now. A lot of it was pretty deep. And serious. Sounded like...

Don took a step back from the dying man and shook his head. Death from losing your blood was questionably worse than dying from lava, and he grimaced before kicking the fuel can off the ledge as Ki'anna wandered off. He'd seen good people die before. Some worse off than others. He'd seen bad...

Don lifted the guy up and dragged him away from the lava, staring at Ki'anna with partial confusion and anger. Killing people was fine but..this just wasn't right. These two only were looking for credits, and the guy who was already a toasted Zabrak was the more aggressive one. This guy was...

When the alarm activated, Don looked down towards the guys that were with him. Dead. Kriff. He turned to inside the base and saw everything kicking off. Raising his blaster, he aimed for the outer walls. Seeing as they were dead, he was alone. They just wouldn't get a break. This was farking...

Don pretty much stood back as the woman cleared house. No way he was getting caught up in that farkin' madness. And hotness. Literally and figuratively. Wiping the blood off his face, he decided to draw the line when the last Zabrak was clinging to life on the ledge. Holding out a hand and...

Don rolled to the left and stood to his feet as the woman stabbed each of the guys. A less spectacular ending would have been preferred, but the job was done after all. Tney had their fuel and squashed a few goons who had tried to stop them and probably scammed many others. Good. Two less in the...