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Vander just sat there watching her, still thoroughly unconvinced that this wasn't all just an act. For a moment he felt a pang of sympathy before remembering that this was all probably just an act and at a moment's notice she would turn on him and gut him like a limp fish if she had a chance...

This girl's a weirdo, he thought to himself, wondering if she was even putting together the pieces of just how deep she was in it. Or... maybe it's all a big act. Trying to get you to drop your guard, he thought to himself. Vander's in built paranoia wasn't something that ever went away, and in...

Vander watched her in silence, feeling all the nerves that absolutely tore through the air. The entire place was super charged with anxiety and fear. I wonder if she's afraid for herself or someone else, he thought to himself. He was pretty sure at any moment she was going to gnaw straight...

Vander's face just remained impassive, listening as she quickly denied being part of the caravan. He didn't believe her story that she was just an innocent passerby, although the fact that she hadn't really known how to fight at all seemed to possibly reinforce that she was a random do-gooder...

Vander sat in silence, staring at her as she unloaded her confession. Honestly, he had been expecting that to be a lot harder. Sure, there were pieces of the puzzle that he was sure weren't coming forth, but that could come in time. Oh, well if you're sorry... he said flatly, and her eyes...

There had been a long moment when Vander had considered just murdering her then and there. Taking her head off and being done with it. But there were answers and even potential to be drawn on here. All that fear. Fear was the path to the Dark Side even if she didn't understand it yet. Instead...

Vander continued stalking through the halls, making his way back inside as the guards started to scatter. It was probably all a lost cause now with only Barnacle left. Barnacle and Bipolar if he could still bring her in. He reached out to the Force and felt the fear. He could feel it close...

As the sprinklers came on, Vander became fully and completely enraged. His head was beginning to clear slowly, and as it did, the cold chill of the Dark Side began to fill the area around them. It would be almost stifling to Prani for the briefest of moments, though she had certainly felt worse...

Vander stumbled and leaned against the wall, watching the blaster come out of its holster and mentally cursing that he wasn't sure he'd be able to block a shot in his half-addled state. Imagine his surprise when rather than a blaster bolt he was able to bring his saber up across... an actual...

Vander was getting more frustrated with each passing moment as he made it halfway down the stairs only to have Bipolar blocking his path. It just... smelled bad. She told him a moment later that she thought that Barnacle had a weapon, and he hissed in annoyance. How did he get a weapon? he...

Vander listened as people came through on the comlink before hearing an absolutely cacophonous noise coming through the comlink. The kriff was that? he asked, only to receive a reply that one of the hippies was loose. Ah kriff, he muttered under his breath, making his way quickly to the...

Her demeanor seemed to change almost on a dime. The fact that she was just dismissing Yancy's hunt out of hand was further weird, and his eyes started to sweep over her, noting the way the armor was just a bit too loose fitting. Something was off, but he didn't stop her from leaving the room...

"Care is a strong word" drew another look from Vander mostly because it was just the kind of shady and evasive thing he would have said. Kriff, he must have been an insufferable person to be around. He was like... 99% sure of that. Vander just stared at her for a moment as she asked how long...

The guard seemed to be surprised by his order and he glanced over at them. Probably just spooked by Force-users, he thought to himself. Plenty of people didn't want to go near the prisoners for fear that they would become possessed and empty husks of themselves puppeted about by the power of the...

Vander gave a glance back as one of the mercenaries passed by, not actually noticing that the armor didn't really fit. I should probably go check on the prisoners soon, he thought to himself, going back to poking on his EZPhone for a moment. Hey you, he said, motioning to Prani. Bring up...

Vander went back to his business, hearing the grumbling from the depu-dunces below but paying them no mind. He'd check back in on them in a few minutes to see if they were being equally irresponsible again. He finished up his report to Arcanos about the execution of Greybeard and sent one the...

Now we're going to need diving gear, he said. They'd have to recover the bodies and the tech, which would be hard work, but it was good enough. They'd killed their target and it would be up to finding slicers to salvage the drives off of any electronics, but he had faith they'd find what they...

Vander sat in the sheriff's office. There was probably a joke in there about him being the sheriff now, but he wasn't having it. The man hadn't been so bad and Vander had taken no joy in killing him. Just another casualty on the path to conquest. That was the nature of war and the galaxy. He...

This was one of those "yeah, nah bruh" moments that Vander always seemed to find himself in. Between himself and Joker, the two of them seemed to manage to hold off the weird abomination, and Vander wasn't going to stick around for a chat. Go then! he shouted, darting for the door himself as...

Vander would have probably been real distressed if he had had time to realize that the thermal detonators were being armed by Spalexa. Fortunately - or unfortunately - he didn't have time to worry about it. The alien launched at him and he stepped to the side, his lightsaber slashing down and...