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Miri was no stranger to getting tackled, or falling. Falling from this height with someone twice her weight on top of her was new though. Luckily, Miri had a jetpack. She ignited the pack, spinning them in the air just before they landed so that the Ecliptic landed first on his back and Miri...

At least one alive? Miri could manage that. Her thumb switched the selector switch on her E-11D blaster rifle to stun. It was just in time for the group of four mercenaries to fly up through the glass. Only one was caught by the concussion grenade Aden had tossed. More for Miri. She gave the man...

Miri watched the armored mercenaries descend and surround the girl. The one place civilians never looked- up. It was a good tactic, one that Mandalorians used often. The mercenaries would make piss-poor Mandalorians though. Their prey had less survival skills than a womp rat. Miri preferred to...

With the droid off and away, Miri kept her eyes on the small display inside her helmet. Even as they watched for an hour, she was still, quiet, and focused- as a huntress would be on a hunt. It was a strange hunt, this one, but still a hunt non-the-less. At least that's what Miri was telling...

Miri's had decided to spare the girl the sight of her in her helmet, letting her black hair hang down to her shoulders and showing off her red eyes. She followed the girl with her gaze, almost regretting taking the mission on in the first place. The girl was louder than poultry being hunted by...

Miri lowered her blaster rifle, seeing the Rally Master scale the timber. As soon as Hauron pulled his blade out and away from the dead creature, Miri moved her rifle into a relaxed cradled position. While the Rally Master had moved a lot to take his prey down, Miri hadn't moved quite as much...

Miri's red, chiss eyes flicked over to the Rally Master and his bout with the second zakkeg. It looked like he had everything well under control. The zakkeg was practically buried under logs that would kill either of the Mandalorians without issue, and he was flying around on his jetpack. Good...

Miri breathed a sigh of relief when Aden mentioned using a droid to keep an eye on the girl. It meant they would be relatively out of sight in the airspeeder, and she could wear her armor comfortably- and wield all her weapons. Lifting her helmet, slid it over her black hair and sealed it in...

Miri waited as the zakkegs tripped the traps. The lead one fell into the pit, leaving the rear zakkeg for Miri, all stunned and waiting. She lined her sights up with creature, putting the front sight post on the creature's eye. Three squeezes, and three bolts screamed from her point in...

Miri stood up, here scatterweave armor barely picking up any of the light of the ship. She gave the man a silent nod. The fact he was wearing armor was a good sign. It meant armor was in his plan. Her helmet found its way to be pinned between her forearm and hip. Though the briefcase did catch...

Miri smirked at Hauron's response. Improvise, he said. Improvise was definitely something Miri could do. That was the Mandalorian way; improvise, adapt, overcome. They'd been doing it since the dawn of time. Even when at peace, the Mandalorians couldn't escape conflict and war. It was their...

Miri nodded, following what the Rally Master was suggesting. An ambush complete with traps and good fields of fire would give them the best chance. If they managed to incapacitate or immobilize one, the other would be much easier to take down. She gave one last, slow, panning look out into the...

Miri kept studying the tracks and evidence left by their prey while Hauron worked out whether they were tracking a drexl or a zakkeg. The type of beast didn't matter to Miri. She would hunt it either way. If at first she wasn't successful, she would try again another day, and another day after...

"Agreed," Miri said to his statement about Sith. She ignored his offer of ale, as if he wasn't going to buy her an ale after this anyway? Take a girl for a hunt and then you think she is going to pay for the ale? Granted, she did have an income source now; they'd see when they got there...

Zeltros wasn't Miri's first choice to go to on vacation. A vacation for her was a good hunt on Dxun, or Saleucami. Getting a fresh kill- probably something with horns that she could drink out of afterwards. Zeltos was the opposite. She flipped through the pages on her data pad, laid across the...

"I'm assuming you met Jace on good terms then, since you're still alive," she said through their internal communications link. She wasn't about to give away their position with audible talking. Her relaxed cradling of her blaster rifle turned to a firm grip on the pistol grip, the stock under...

“To hunt you,” she said, turning her black visor toward him. Maybe it would be hard to kill him, but he made it easy to hunt. Her visor turned back to the environment, slowly scanning. She flipped through the vision modes of her helmet, hoping to get a glimpse of something, but there were only...

“It wouldn’t be very hard,” Miri said, stepping out of the shadows of a thicket of brush and trees. Her dark armor, coated in scatterweave, practically appearing as if it were a shadow itself. Her E-11D blaster rifle was cradled in his right arm, her left hand over her right wrist in a stance of...

It didn't take very long at all for two men to come into view. It was pretty clear which one was the actual target. The one being protected would always have the least amount of weapons on them, and would be entirely focused on getting away. Like a spooked herd that forgot they had young with...

Miri followed Arla up until she said to get into position. The mandalorian nodded and dipped down an alley and out of sight of the guards. Conserving fuel was a must, especially if she was going to make the leap to the roof of the starport, so she found a sturdy pipe that ran the side of a two...