Te'Veen watched as the Sith appointed his followers to set the explosives for the trap. As far as he was concerned, it was a useless endeavor. "You're wasting time and resources. We should just keep moving. Even if your traps work, it won't even put a dent in the onslaught this place has to...
At first, Te'Veen was bored with the whole ordeal, but as Caedryn stood, his attention peaked. The man did a good job spurring his followers forward. He was motivational to say the least. Te'Veen soon found himself cheering with the rest of the gathered, chanting Mandalorian phrases that he...
As Dav continued his little rant, Te'Veen stood their patiently waiting. After all, it's not like they were being rushed for time. No matter what the insurgents did, the building would crumble, though not as Te'Veen had planned.
When the man finally silenced himself after his little hissy fit...
As Krom returned, Te'Veen took the detonator in his hands. Now that he was here, he realized Krom's wisdom, as crazy as it was. If they were to take hostages, they'd have to find someway to detain them, or leave a man behind to guard them. As much as Te'Veen disliked the idea of killing...
He'd tried to warn them. Te'Veen had told them over and over again that they shouldn't have investigated the signals. Not without backup anyways. But his comrades had insisted on landing on forsaken moon, and look where it had gotten them?! Of course no one listens to the new-blood. Now here he...
Te'Veen slowly pulled his helmet over head, and fixed it into place. Even now, it felt strange to know he was fighting side-by-side with the Mandalorians. He was a Mandalorian. Deep down, it made him feel like a bit of a traitor. His allegiances should still belong to The Republic, or at least...