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When the attack came his way, Chysim simply side stepped and parried the attack, but Davani was still too low and fast for his liking so he didn't engage in a follow up attack. The Trandoshan was going to stick with his guns and primarily go on the defensive. However, he swung pretty hard to...

She might have had speed on her side, but she lacked strength. Chysim parried the attack, swinging with enough force that it could've knocked the blade out of her hand if she didn't have as good a grip. The Trandoshan was going to temper patience, however, and did not take the opportunity to...

Really close combat and really far away combat was what Chysim was best at. The lady looked like she had already formulated a plan with that prideful gaze of hers. The Trandoshan would stay on the defensive and let his prey come to him. Ambushes were his forte, and it would've been easier for...

The Hutts were the best creatures in this galaxy. Or at least Chysim thought so. They always paid handsomely for their jobs well done, and for a Bounty Hunter like Chysim, that was good for business. Surprisingly, if you treated the Hutts right, they could be your best friend- and some of them...

After the ship jumped out of lightspeed, the Dead End arrived over Coruscant. It wasn't long before they touched down on a landing pad and were greeted by law enforcement. Chysim handed over Lore and received his payment for doing so. The Trandoshan still wasn't exactly sure what the woman had...

After Lore went limp, Chysim easily scooped her off the ground and carried her. Honestly, the Trandoshan didn't feel too bad for her. She had pissed off the wrong people and couldn't get away with it. Idiots were always bad for business, and if she couldn't understand that, then maybe she...

Double the bounty? What would that be...Something around 15,000 credits? Lore only had a meager bounty of around 7,500. Chysim hesitated for only a second before reloading his blaster. The Bounty Hunter wasn't one who would betray the Guild so quick for money. He was an honest man, and his...

Chysim had grabbed two Dioxis grenades, one in each hand, ready to hurl them over the wing. If this worked, there would be no escape and Lore Togrud would have to come quietly. Luckily for the Trandoshan, he was a Trandoshan, which meant Dioxis actually improved his senses rather than hinder...

"WOAH!" Chysim narrowly avoided the burst of fire that came from the seemingly downed target, taking cover behind the severed wing of an X-wing. The Trandoshan so desperately wanted to use his Dioxis gas, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to risk accidentally killing off the acquisition. "Alright...

"Bingo..." Chysim muttered after he spotted the movement of his acquisition. Moving targets were nothing for the Bounty Hunter. He had taken down Nexu after Nexu while they were on the prowl with nothing more than a cycler rifle. Sure, there was that one guy who shot Chancellor Ro in the back of...

Jakku. How many dust-balls were in this galaxy anyway? Chysim Reech was assigned a strange bounty today. Someone by the name of Lore Toes-R-Good, or something, had racked up a decent sized reward for her head. The employer was anonymous, but as long as the Trandoshan got paid, everything was...

"Nah, I'm feelin' generous today." Chysim said to decline Elkras's offer to repay the Trandoshan. Poor guy seemed to be not-well off anyway, so there was no need for the Bounty Hunter to add any more stress to the tense human. He was interested in the fact that the Smuggler had come to meet the...

"Broke-ass freeloader, heheh." Chysim chuckled, patting the small meat-bag on the shoulder. "It'll be on me- Damn, yuh lucky I ain't vengeful like the ol' Hutt we was dealin' with." Chysim's deep laugh startled some of the bystanders around them, which seemed to part the crowd almost, allowing...

Chysim took the human's hand and shook it once with a solid grip before releasing it. "Chysim. Howdy, Elkras." The Trandoshan tipped his hat to Elkras. He was slightly awkward, but maybe that was because he couldn't work well under pressure. If that were true, Chysim wasn't so sure he wanted to...

"I'm in, damn it!" Exclaimed the Trandoshan. "Yew one hard bargain, Mighty Norbs- but life insurance is a bitch and so are them hospital bills. I ain't no freeloader, neither. This job will done faster than yew can say 'Pykes'." The cowboy chuckled a bit and looked over to the meat-bag next to...

Woah, woah, woah. Woah. Spice? Spice Runners? For a Hutt?? Chysim blinked a couple of times as he gathered himself. "It would be my honor, Mighty Norbs." Chysim took of his hat and bowed to the Hutt, chuckling immensely. The Sharpshooter wasn't necessarily excited to be employed to...

Live cargo? Not in Chysim's little U-Wing. The only animals he traveled with were the dead ones he delivered to people who wanted pelts, teeth, claws, or anything in between. However, the Trando found an abandoned YT-1930 freighter back on Onderon, so it was as good as his anyway. The only other...

Obviously, whatever the Trandoshan said must have pissed off the giant slug in front of the Trando. Chysim grinned as the guards backed off when the Hutt waved his hand all regal like. What did he say that set everyone disarray? "Howdy, Partner" was the phrase Chysim said to only those he...

It had been a great honor to be in front of the same Hutt who freed Chysim's dying father from the dreaded spice mines on Kessel. If there was anyone Chysim Reech was truly in debt to, it was Norbaal. Today, Chysim was here for employment. The Bounty Boards had been getting slow with no moving...

Chysim took a seat and watched as the other two got themselves comfortable. "Ain't nothin' my claws can't get past. Last Mando I came across lost both of 'em arms. It was like snappin' a toothpick, heheh..." Chysim chuckled as he watched Brogroo's strange friend call dibs over the Mandalorian...