As the others began to disembark and gather, Lok used his free hand to pull out and ignite a few flares, sending them skipping across the floor. He paid little heed to the Mandalorians words as a pissing contest would likely ensue. Only when the hangar glowed with the internal combustion of the flares liquid mixture did he deactivate his Saber and place it back upon his hip. You'd think some would rather prefer the illumination it had provided. But the Galaxy was full of weirdos. Take the young girl chewing on fingers for instance.
But weirdos wasn't his mission. Nor was the Bounty. In truth, he had already been paid and the credits transfered to his account. He was here for the job. And it was a simple one. Destroy the Droid, the Data, and gather an evidence needed to find who was behind it. Then destroy it all. Let nothing of this place escape into the broader Galaxy. The Bounties he encountered here would simply have to wait.
Silently, as he stared toward the little droid doing his thing, he cheered it on. "Come on little guy. You can do it." as the others too laid in wait. He wasn't comfortable with most of the gathering, but excess complications came with the job. Droids, however, were coded to be what they were. He could not fault them for that no more than he could fault Drexl for being a beast of the skies. Sentients, however, held a choice. And usually, it was the poorest. Jedi and Sith were the worst. The Force was something to be left alone to its own machinations. And yet, they defied that will to raise themselves to Gods in the eyes of others. To Lok, it was a sickening endeavor.
As the door hissed open, Lok's hand fell close to his hilt but not upon it. There was caution upon the wind.
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But weirdos wasn't his mission. Nor was the Bounty. In truth, he had already been paid and the credits transfered to his account. He was here for the job. And it was a simple one. Destroy the Droid, the Data, and gather an evidence needed to find who was behind it. Then destroy it all. Let nothing of this place escape into the broader Galaxy. The Bounties he encountered here would simply have to wait.
Silently, as he stared toward the little droid doing his thing, he cheered it on. "Come on little guy. You can do it." as the others too laid in wait. He wasn't comfortable with most of the gathering, but excess complications came with the job. Droids, however, were coded to be what they were. He could not fault them for that no more than he could fault Drexl for being a beast of the skies. Sentients, however, held a choice. And usually, it was the poorest. Jedi and Sith were the worst. The Force was something to be left alone to its own machinations. And yet, they defied that will to raise themselves to Gods in the eyes of others. To Lok, it was a sickening endeavor.
As the door hissed open, Lok's hand fell close to his hilt but not upon it. There was caution upon the wind.
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