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Post by Darth Paymon on Jan 15, 2010 1:27:20 GMT -5
Aydn laughs,"He's got his own quarters..for a reason I assure you.."He laughs and lays a cred disk on the table and walks toward the door.
"Shall we?"he asks her,smiling.
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Post by morri on Jan 15, 2010 13:15:12 GMT -5
Xam smiles at Adyn, following him towards the door.
"We shall..."
She says, wiping a stray strand of hair from her eyes. She follows Aydn, chit chatting along the way.
"So uh... where exactly do you live?"
She asks taking in her surroundings.
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Post by Darth Paymon on Jan 25, 2010 12:07:56 GMT -5
Aydn walks to the end of the camp,to a small building,opening the door he smiles,"Here.."He laughs.."Its not much..but its somewhere to put up your feet."he laughs a bit.
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Post by morri on Jan 25, 2010 12:33:44 GMT -5
Xam steps inside the door, glancing around.
"Not bad burc'ya... not bad at all..."
She then laughs.
"You say that like I'm a high maintenance dala..."
She smirks a bit.
"...if you'd seen some of the places I've been... you'd think this 5 star accommodations!"
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Post by Isko Gratua on Feb 2, 2010 17:55:31 GMT -5
*Left leg bouncing she stands and goes to her quarters. Opening the door, she watches Sardac go into his quarters. Stepping in, she strips out of her baskar'gum. Grabbing her bag she finds her black soft skinned boots, black soft skinned pants and a black top. Sitting on the bed, putting the pants then boots on, she stands and looks at the wall as she fights with her top*
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Post by Sardac Ordo on Feb 2, 2010 18:03:59 GMT -5
*Closing the door behind him as she walks by. Removing his gear he rolls his right shoulder slightly. The thought of that day ten years ago making it twinge a little. pulling on his flight suit and vest, he grabs his back up gun belt and leaves his room with two Mando Disnt holstered to his hip. Walking to the ramp he grabs the spare coms gear out of one of the lockers and waits.*
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Post by Isko Gratua on Feb 2, 2010 18:08:01 GMT -5
*Finally getting the top on, she grabs her heavy trench and holster with her Ripper in it. Walking to the lockers she hands Sardac her trench* If you would be so kind as to hold my coat. *Giving him her sarcastic smile, she puts on the holster and checks her Ripper. Sliding it in, she double checks her self*
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Post by Sardac Ordo on Feb 2, 2010 18:11:58 GMT -5
*Lets the trench hit the floor not ever touching it. Shoving a coms device into her top he opens the ramp and walks down it.*
Do what you want, the ship is coded to just me so don't get any ideas. I have a matter to attend to.
*With that he walks off into the refugee quarter with out ever looking back at her.*
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Post by Isko Gratua on Feb 2, 2010 18:17:23 GMT -5
*Picking up her trench she takes the com from her shirt. Cursing him in her mind she catches up to him* What is your issue? I did not ask for this. Buir, I guess thought it would be better if you train me. I think he was wrong. *Grabbing his arm she swings him around to look at her*
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Post by Sardac Ordo on Feb 2, 2010 18:23:54 GMT -5
*As he is swung around his free arm come around in an open handed slap aimed across her face.*
Ever do that again and next time it will be my blaster in your face. He sent you to me for training, what a crock. He sent you to be a leash on me, probably thinks you can get me off my little personal self distruction trip. Well listen very closely Isko Gratua, I will find those responsible for my fathers murder and I will have their blood. Now you can tag along only if you obey, if that is not for you then get your gear off my ship and out of my life. I left your family for a reason and I am not about to go back on that reason, or the promise attached to it.
*Looks at her hand on his arm rudely.*
You going to remove your hand or do I get to.
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Post by Isko Gratua on Feb 2, 2010 18:31:08 GMT -5
*The slap on her face is a out and out insulting sting that causes her to reel. Looking at him after getting her barrings, she taker her hand from his arm and reaches into her pocket and takes out the slug* Why did you hold onto it all these years? And I know looking for the persons responsible is paramount Sardac, but do not treat me like a crutch. I am not that "little brat" as you enjoy calling me.
*Feeling the spittle gather in her mouth she contemplates hawking it into his eyes. Her temper subsides and she looks at him* I may be of a benefit to you in your search. Give it a chance.
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Post by Sardac Ordo on Feb 2, 2010 18:38:12 GMT -5
*Turns to walk away and sighs before turning back to her.*
Lets get one thing very clear here little brat, cause that is how you are acting right now. I kept that cause you and your family have been the only safe haven for me since this hell of a life started for me. That is why I left was to keep it from hurting you, now your father in his great wisdom sends you to be trained by me. I am not the same person you once knew and until you get over that fact when it finally hits you then we can really work together. Until then keep out of my way, the naive Sardac Ordo you looked up to died a month after leaveing your house when he put two of those slugs into a mans head. My bounties tend to arrive dead when I deliver them.
*Turning he heads off to find this contact he was sent here to meet grumbling about lost time.*
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Post by Isko Gratua on Feb 2, 2010 18:42:29 GMT -5
*Walking with him she never says a word. Keeping her eyes opened to her surroundings and trusting no one not even Sardac. People move out of his way and she needs to scurry to keep up*
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Post by Sardac Ordo on Feb 2, 2010 18:47:20 GMT -5
*Seeing the person he was sent to meet he groans.* Can this get any better for me, don't answer. Just stay here I have some delicate talking to attend to.
*Walking over to a man in a grey flack suit Sardac grabs a bit of debris from the ground and smashes the person in the back of the head.*
Steal from me will you, well I'll teach you to sleep with my wife.
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Post by Isko Gratua on Feb 2, 2010 18:52:54 GMT -5
*Leaning on the wall she watches the "talk" between the two men. A small smile crosses her lips and she tries not to snicker as Sardac sucker punches the man. Crossing her arms, she shakes her head watching the men fight. Keeping her left hand on her Ripper under her coat, she watches with rapt attention*
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