Recent content by Dusty Desperado

Clane would nod to Bast and Rylee. "Take them on up. I'll take care of the doors." Once Asuchi, Emblai and the survivors were on their way to Corran, 'Clane' would activate his comm. "L.T. Emblai and Asuchi are on their way up. Heading to the doors now." He would race through the gangway and hop...

Dusty had no qualms dusting a Flauki and his guards. Especially since this guy already proved he was a creep by not only stalking the girl, but sneaking a note into the back room and then following her out onto the street. That was all the evidence Dusty would need to fulfill his personal...

"Hmm.. Okay then." He'd say to her calmly. "Then we'll get you home, I'll make some calls and I'll try to get some eyes on you tonight, while I see if I can smoke out whoever sent this message." He was going to say something else when a well dressed man and his retinue showed up. As they...

Gloved hands would take the note as he looked it over and read the message. "Hmm... nothing like this has ever happened before?" He didn't question that her real name wasn't Skyye, it wasn't uncommon for performers to have a stage name. At this point, he'd stop walking. "Alrighty, I will take...

The twi'lek was much taller in person then Dusty could tell from the stage and that became abundantly clear the closer he got. "Everything okay... Miss Sparkles?" he'd ask, inconspicuously flashing his Sector Ranger badge as he asked. From an outside observer, it would look like he was just...

Dusty Desperado had been in the club, he was always searching for talent, mainly to see the status of the Hutts on this planet. After all, they were in such a decline that it was amazing the natives hadn't thrown them off-world yet. The former slave/current musician would applaud the...

Clane laughed through the speakers of his helm. "I said clear the windows, Asuchi, gotta get quicker." He would look around at the carnage, before glancing at Bast. "Given I came from a floor above, LT. wasn't a whole lot of time to do window shopping. Had a few hot on my tail. Three hundred...

It wasn't the sitrep that Dusty had hoped for, but.. it was something. The Ranger would sprint through the halls, using his body to break down barricaded doors until he came sliding into a room with three infected. Each of them would turn their predatory gazes on the ranger before running...

As the trio walked deeper into the smelter, 'Clane' would pause to listen to the voice coming through on their comm. It sounded like they hit more walkers, and he wasn't gonna leave them without support. "L.T, you don't need me here for that. I'm going to push through to Lt. Emblai and Ranger...

Had Dusty really been Clane, he was unsure if the old man would have been able to support that weight and strain for as long as he did. He was nearly half the late Rangers age and he had found it to be quite difficult. Hells, he knew he'd be sore in the morning. Thankfully, the Rangers were...

Chaos. The bitter joy and siren song of a condemned world. At least that's what it turned into when their Tusken ally began to yell in warning. 'Clane' would turn to the cry, seeing Corran get knocked down, and his hand dropped to the dagger at his belt, and pulled it free before he flicked it...

Having grown up on Tattooine, Dusty was fairly used to signing to Tuskens, and he had felt bad that it had taken him this long to put together that their comrade didn't even speak basic. So, he'd sign back. <"My thanks my friend, it's been some time since I have had to use one of these.. and...

Rhax'ra wasn't the only Ranger present with a gaffi stick, in fact, Jaxon Clane had carved a path through battle with such a weapon, something about aiding a wandering tribe. Dusty was more a finesse fighter, something opposite of what his adopted persona was. Hells, he missed his rapier, but he...

Clane followed suit after the Lieutenant, descending the ladder in relative stealth after slinging his special rifle. They'd managed some luck when they reached the street level, only a few infected. Blasterfire would draw more, so he withdrew a dagger from its home on his belt. It would be...

Ranger 'Clane' would nod to Velt. "10-4 L.T. Lead on." He would advance with his Ranger team, it was... Exciting. He'd never been apart of a Ranger op so big and he had secretly hoped that Jaxon had been so remote none here, would actually know who he was, save by reputation alone. He would...