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Kyllan would look at Quint sideways, head tilted to look at him more fully while they conversed. He was surprised to hear the conviction in the man's voice and grateful that his view of Kyllan at least was not measured by his lineage. As he listened the Mandolorian's expression would sour a bit, the mere mention of Nar Shaddaa was enough to make his eyes clench. He knew full well what that meant, the man had put himself further into the debt of a vile Hutt. Though he'd had little dealings with them, his parents had told him all he needed to know of the species and their illicit dealings. Kyllan was not averse to breaking the law, that was evident but there was something about the way Hutts did things that disgusted him. It was also why Kyllan had never taken any jobs he knew directly came from one, nor, the Sith for much the same reason.
"So here I am, Captain Quint Hart of the Yoania, in debt up to my eyeballs but seasoned Smuggler; d'you, Kyllan Braemar, fancy earning some credits and the like?"
A deep inhalation of breath to calm himself and Kyllan would open his eyes and meet his fellow captain's gaze. "Well, I may not have any debts of my own but rest assured I will do what I can to help pay off yours. My life is not placing yourself deeper in the clutches of a Hutt. And I always fancy earning credits. And to be honest I'm tired of going it alone. We have an accord. Captain Kyllan Braemar of the Double Entendre, at your service." He would take that hand and give it a hearty shake.
As Quint called for the others he'd sit up, albeit weakly in his seat and would smile at both Pippa and especially Alisha when the two joined them in the lounge.
"[...] what the heck are we?" Kyllan would glance to those assembled and then to Hart, giving them all a grin and a wink. "Trouble."
The Mandolorian would set his gaze on Pippa as she so eloquently and nervously espoused her desire to be apart of an adventure. "You're unlike anyone I've ever met before Pippa. You are a credit to your profession and I for one would be glad to fly the stars with you. You keep our ships flying and I promise to do all I can to keep you safe." As he finished he'd give her a grin and a wink before looking to Alisha.
"We would look after the ships, with the help of our droids, while we ..do stuff? Smuggling, stealing from big, mean corporations,..whatever...." Kyllan would wear a knowing, sly expression upon hearing this and chuckle a bit when she reference how the two of them met. "Well, there's plenty of those to go around. But don't sell yourself short Alisha. You're amazing with tech as well. If you ever need proof of that, just look at Arrone." At the mention of the droid, the little astromech would chirp incessantly and bump adoringly against Alisha's side. She was his hero after all, having restored him after nearly being destroyed in battle the day they met.
Kyllan would chuckle at the cheerful droid, even more when T3 would chime in and the ship began to fill with the abundant beeps and chirps of two exuberant droids. T3 would bound near Tippy, twirling about like a small child as well when he saw the pit droid jump excitedly.
"I think we have a crew. And with two ships there's no limit to what we can do. You are all welcome aboard the Entendre whenever you wish. Alisha, your room is still yours if you want it. You too Tippy." He'd chuckle at the juvenile droid.
"Now all we need is a course. A job and if we're going to make a go of this, we should think hard on a place to make a home for ourselves. Beyond our ships. Someplace we can make a save harbor for when things invariably go sideways." Kyllan's tactical forethought kicked in as he addressed them all, but his gaze would settle on Quint last. It was only right that all of them have equal say in everything. But when it came to the ships, it was the captains that had final say.
"So here I am, Captain Quint Hart of the Yoania, in debt up to my eyeballs but seasoned Smuggler; d'you, Kyllan Braemar, fancy earning some credits and the like?"
A deep inhalation of breath to calm himself and Kyllan would open his eyes and meet his fellow captain's gaze. "Well, I may not have any debts of my own but rest assured I will do what I can to help pay off yours. My life is not placing yourself deeper in the clutches of a Hutt. And I always fancy earning credits. And to be honest I'm tired of going it alone. We have an accord. Captain Kyllan Braemar of the Double Entendre, at your service." He would take that hand and give it a hearty shake.
As Quint called for the others he'd sit up, albeit weakly in his seat and would smile at both Pippa and especially Alisha when the two joined them in the lounge.
"[...] what the heck are we?" Kyllan would glance to those assembled and then to Hart, giving them all a grin and a wink. "Trouble."
The Mandolorian would set his gaze on Pippa as she so eloquently and nervously espoused her desire to be apart of an adventure. "You're unlike anyone I've ever met before Pippa. You are a credit to your profession and I for one would be glad to fly the stars with you. You keep our ships flying and I promise to do all I can to keep you safe." As he finished he'd give her a grin and a wink before looking to Alisha.
"We would look after the ships, with the help of our droids, while we ..do stuff? Smuggling, stealing from big, mean corporations,..whatever...." Kyllan would wear a knowing, sly expression upon hearing this and chuckle a bit when she reference how the two of them met. "Well, there's plenty of those to go around. But don't sell yourself short Alisha. You're amazing with tech as well. If you ever need proof of that, just look at Arrone." At the mention of the droid, the little astromech would chirp incessantly and bump adoringly against Alisha's side. She was his hero after all, having restored him after nearly being destroyed in battle the day they met.
Kyllan would chuckle at the cheerful droid, even more when T3 would chime in and the ship began to fill with the abundant beeps and chirps of two exuberant droids. T3 would bound near Tippy, twirling about like a small child as well when he saw the pit droid jump excitedly.
"I think we have a crew. And with two ships there's no limit to what we can do. You are all welcome aboard the Entendre whenever you wish. Alisha, your room is still yours if you want it. You too Tippy." He'd chuckle at the juvenile droid.
"Now all we need is a course. A job and if we're going to make a go of this, we should think hard on a place to make a home for ourselves. Beyond our ships. Someplace we can make a save harbor for when things invariably go sideways." Kyllan's tactical forethought kicked in as he addressed them all, but his gaze would settle on Quint last. It was only right that all of them have equal say in everything. But when it came to the ships, it was the captains that had final say.