Rezyl breath was short, his face bruised, his lip cut, he brought his fist in front of his face ready for next round, he let his opponent throw the first punch, blocking it only for his other hand to hit a gut punch againest Rezyl and before he could recover a haymaker hit across the face sending him spinning into his corner where his droid was watching with a towel in its claws.
"You really should look out for his other three hands" it chirped at him as he picked the towel.
"Oh really, I hadn't noticed" responded sarcastically whipping his face to remove the blood and the sweat. "I just have to survive to the end of this round and then we get are credits."
Rezyl had been stuck on the wheel for some couple of weeks now, bounty hunting wasn't exactly a legal thing on the wheel with their security. so he had found alternative means of making credits, bare-knuckle boxing in the lower ring, security didn't really patrol it, so it was the seedy part of the wheel where the law was the one you made around you.
He had been doing this to survive, mostly getting the Kark kicked out of him, but it paid enough for him to save money to eventual buy passage on a ship off the station or at least that's he told himself.
Turning around he immediately threw a punch, this time he was going on the offensive. it connected to the Besalisk's face, he didn't seem impressed and grabbed Rezyl's arm, he went in with his other fist only to be grabbed like his other arm. Well Kark, he thought to himself as the Besalisk pick with all his arm and threw him into the barrier that separated them from the crowd, Reezyl felt something pop in his back when he made contact with it.
The Besalisk approached him, picking him up by his head, as he wound up for a punch, but before he could release it the bell the rang and Rezyl smiled, he did it even if just barely. Now he could leave this Drukhole once and for all.
"lhonu dokoi yae, uba woy mi wa jakola see moulee rah, joppay hatkocanh uba doth maee? camai bacaka bai adtahia uba yoieu bu Druk ceabwhoma doi uba."
"Hopefully never, I'm getting off this piece of scrap metal as soon as possible," Rezyl said snatching the credits out of his hand and started gathering his things, collecting his holster holding his blaster with its Mandalorian stylings, put his shirt and armour on.
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"You really should look out for his other three hands" it chirped at him as he picked the towel.
"Oh really, I hadn't noticed" responded sarcastically whipping his face to remove the blood and the sweat. "I just have to survive to the end of this round and then we get are credits."
Rezyl had been stuck on the wheel for some couple of weeks now, bounty hunting wasn't exactly a legal thing on the wheel with their security. so he had found alternative means of making credits, bare-knuckle boxing in the lower ring, security didn't really patrol it, so it was the seedy part of the wheel where the law was the one you made around you.
He had been doing this to survive, mostly getting the Kark kicked out of him, but it paid enough for him to save money to eventual buy passage on a ship off the station or at least that's he told himself.
Turning around he immediately threw a punch, this time he was going on the offensive. it connected to the Besalisk's face, he didn't seem impressed and grabbed Rezyl's arm, he went in with his other fist only to be grabbed like his other arm. Well Kark, he thought to himself as the Besalisk pick with all his arm and threw him into the barrier that separated them from the crowd, Reezyl felt something pop in his back when he made contact with it.
The Besalisk approached him, picking him up by his head, as he wound up for a punch, but before he could release it the bell the rang and Rezyl smiled, he did it even if just barely. Now he could leave this Drukhole once and for all.
"lhonu dokoi yae, uba woy mi wa jakola see moulee rah, joppay hatkocanh uba doth maee? camai bacaka bai adtahia uba yoieu bu Druk ceabwhoma doi uba."
"Hopefully never, I'm getting off this piece of scrap metal as soon as possible," Rezyl said snatching the credits out of his hand and started gathering his things, collecting his holster holding his blaster with its Mandalorian stylings, put his shirt and armour on.
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