[Day 8 - ME] The Last Supper (Combat Event)

The sprawling worker tenements built in the shadow of the factories and industry that exploit them. Criminals control the streets but make sure not to get to bold lest they be raided by Imperial storm troopers.
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Re: [Day 8 - ME] The Last Supper (Combat Event)

Post by Dove Gray » Tue Feb 18, 2020 7:40 pm

"Coast is clear. Let's get a move on before anymore girlfriends, offspring, or patrols show up."

Checking once more for troopers, Dove headed over to the speeder, checking for traps and keys.
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Re: [Day 8 - ME] The Last Supper (Combat Event)

Post by Daunt » Tue Feb 18, 2020 7:58 pm

"I have a speeder. I'd prioritise Dak as my passenger." He looked at Lyla. "You'll be alright, babe. Let's meet later once I get my partner into the hands of someone who can fix him."
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Re: [Day 8 - ME] The Last Supper (Combat Event)

Post by Dapper Dog » Tue Feb 18, 2020 8:21 pm

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"I'll see you back at the homestead," she patted Daunt's butt and then went her own way.

She said over her shoulder, "Dak, good luck buddy... sorry about the whole... eyes thing."
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Re: [Day 8 - ME] The Last Supper (Combat Event)

Post by Djanik » Tue Feb 18, 2020 8:43 pm

Djanik grimaced.

Yeah, that was rough.

Scrap looked up and said, 'woah.'

"Yeah, kid, we had a tough night. This is why I keep telling you to keep out of those shady cantinas. I don't want you caught up in this stuff."

She kicked his shin. "I can handle myself!"

"Dangit, why won't you ever listen..."


The back and forth squabbling continued at a low volume as they went.
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