Artacus stood outside the small warehouse, a blaster rifle in one hand and his helmet in the other, Ord Mantel was hot and this contract was boring. This is what he liked to call 'Fancy Gun Hire' were really all he was there for was as an extra blaster, not to actually advance the safety or security of his employer long term. The work never scratched the itch he desperately wanted to scratch with 'Dynast Arms' but it brought in the credits and right now that was what they needed. Purchasing the 3-Z freighter and the Astromech to help run had taken most of his funds, but it beat having to use public transport and meant he could take on some space faring jobs as well.
He could hear the heated discussion between his employer and another man inside the warehouse behind him, they had been at it for a while and he was sure the former had used the threat of Artacus and his companion at least once. The human looked over at the only other employee of 'Dynast Arms' who stood on the other side of the entrance. "I feel like a bloody mercenary stood here waiting for something to happen." He said in a disgruntled tone, "I wish we could just hurry this up and get out of here, I'm sweating like a pack of tauntauns on Tattooine here." Placing the helmet between his legs he pulled a piece of free cloth out from his belt and wiped his head and face to prove his point, before stuffing it back in its pouch and putting the mask back on.
@Alhon
He could hear the heated discussion between his employer and another man inside the warehouse behind him, they had been at it for a while and he was sure the former had used the threat of Artacus and his companion at least once. The human looked over at the only other employee of 'Dynast Arms' who stood on the other side of the entrance. "I feel like a bloody mercenary stood here waiting for something to happen." He said in a disgruntled tone, "I wish we could just hurry this up and get out of here, I'm sweating like a pack of tauntauns on Tattooine here." Placing the helmet between his legs he pulled a piece of free cloth out from his belt and wiped his head and face to prove his point, before stuffing it back in its pouch and putting the mask back on.
@Alhon