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“ You know we should all play together. I bet we could kill all the people in here if we did! I can help protect this girl for now if that's what you're doing or I can get over there pretty fast and start whacking them like moles with this glowing stick I have here!"
Atlas’s eyes flew open as soon as the crazy fool approached them and started talking. Rolling onto her haunches, her skin turned an even deeper shade of grey as a reflection of her mood.
“One: Killing everyone here is pointless. My priority is to get out of here alive. Two: I. do not. need. protection. Three. Do you even know what privilege it is to use a lightsaber? One does not simply ‘whack them like moles with this glowing stick!’ ” she said, her cold voice cutting through the noise like a knife.
Atlas grabbed her own shoto lightsaber out of her bandoleer and ignited the bronze colored-blade that released an electronic growl. Then she grabbed a long, meanly serrated knife out of her boot. Turning to the man crouched beside her she hissed “ Call me damn crazy, but we're getting our kriffin’ selves out of here. . . . vish <no>, you can't see, can you? Any ideas on how to get out of here, then? Normally I would just deflect blaster bolts as I go, but I cannot easily do that here. Too crowded.”
Atlas’s eyes flew open as soon as the crazy fool approached them and started talking. Rolling onto her haunches, her skin turned an even deeper shade of grey as a reflection of her mood.
“One: Killing everyone here is pointless. My priority is to get out of here alive. Two: I. do not. need. protection. Three. Do you even know what privilege it is to use a lightsaber? One does not simply ‘whack them like moles with this glowing stick!’ ” she said, her cold voice cutting through the noise like a knife.
Atlas grabbed her own shoto lightsaber out of her bandoleer and ignited the bronze colored-blade that released an electronic growl. Then she grabbed a long, meanly serrated knife out of her boot. Turning to the man crouched beside her she hissed “ Call me damn crazy, but we're getting our kriffin’ selves out of here. . . . vish <no>, you can't see, can you? Any ideas on how to get out of here, then? Normally I would just deflect blaster bolts as I go, but I cannot easily do that here. Too crowded.”