"I could get a ship."
“. . . In what way?”
"Ditch you two lovebirds and steal one."
“It’s more like love-hawk, but whatever.”
OOC: I ship it
“I’m not a narcissist. I’m just the only person in my experience who I can 100% count on to not kill me. I don’t pick that great of friends...”
“Surprise, surprise . . .”
“I’m stuck with you guys, so that’s a clear indication.”
OOC: Rasma is such a jerk, I feel bad for being mean...
“Uh huh,” he says dismissively.
OOC: I feel bad for projecting her onto you.
Corsan walks over to the local cantina and buys a drink.
OOC Whoop, I meant to say Corsan, not Kryuin. That's one problem with being in multiple RPs at once.
Saur sniffed sardonically.
"Not surprising that the Republic scum decided to place me here." He said as he slipped his clothes on. "I'd tell you how I got here but you'd never believe me." He slipped the westar-34 in his robes.
"Lemmie guess, Tax evasion. I'm calling it." Ambiya joked.
"republic? It's empire now didn't 'cha Know?"
He paused and realized.
"Or are you like my friend here and say they are the same thing."
He gestured towards ac.
"oi, don't compare me to him, I'm a decent person."
"well we don't know much about our knew friend here."
"You're not exactly much of a person, either." Saur said as he adjusted his cuffs. "And the less you know about me, the better, because once you know a little that's all there is to know."
"well he is a mu'un," said AC as he goes to backhand said mu'un
"Aren't you separatist supposed to get along?"
Calmorka saw the slap before it struck. He knew he couldn't do anything about it.
"Woah!" He exclaimed.
He did something about it anyway. He threw his arms in front it the slap to catch it.
AC stopped, "filthy banker."
The mandalorian removed his helmet to show how high his eyebrows were.
"What is the matter with you two?!"
He glanced at the both of them.
""Am I missing something?"