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Narrowing his eyes slightly in recognition as he looked the young girl over, Corran shrugged and leaned back against the seat, effecting the air of smugly aloof nonchalance so typical of hired guns and mercs on the Rim with one hand resting casually on the hilt of a blaster pistol. Here was the...

Walking down the ramp of the Aegis while waving a negligent hand at the flurry of beeps and whistles emanating from the hold, Corran Antilles took one look at the wasteland of sand beyond the tent city surrounding Niima Outpost and had to fight the urge to turn right back around and head for...