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Joran had been sitting in the store-room turned prison cell for over an hour with the six mandalorian children one of whom, a young girl no older than three had been crying the entire time. A boy around her same age-Joran assumed it was her brother-was holding her trying to reassure her that...

What had been seven was now four. "cover! Now!" Ruta shouted unnecesarily as he, Var Gen and the two other pirates had already taken refuge behind some of the durasteel crates left over from the transition of this rock becoming their temporary base of operation. Fendar Ruta shouted some...

Name: Salvor Arnex Branch: Sith Rank: Acolyte

The same seven pirates who hauled Captain Del-Finn from The Perseverance now stood in a semi-circle around The Fond Farewell. "We'll go get them." The Togruta barked. There was a collective hesitation before the human male who had been in control of the tractor beam moved foreword. "Not you."...

Plans: bed now. Wake up. Get good and drunk. Write half a chapter for this kriffing fanfic. And if I feel ambitious post more than twice.

"Sir?" asked the human expectingly "Tow it in. Ship may have valuables." The Togruta replied. He resisted the urge to scrap the ship as it was being pulled in, but the idea of scoring another ransom or finding something of worth on board was too tempting, greed won over vengance on this day...

Won't be posting at all this weekend. Have to work, finish moving and have my birthday today. Drinking tomorrow

"Sir! the other ship has returned and it seems they are prepared to surrender." one of the human pirates relayed to the Togruta. The Togruta looked thoughtfully at the sensors befor making a decison. "We are rapidly running out of room in the hanger. test their sheilds as they tried to test...

Joran watched mystfied as the other ship fired on the base. Karking hell what had he gotten himself into? the torpedos shot hard and nailed the sheilds around the asteroid base, exploding and causing what amounted to no true damage to the base below or its tractor beam. The Fond Farewell had no...

"What gave it away?" Joran responded slightly annoyed to the other ship. From the tone of the question he guessed that this other ship didn't belong with the pirates either or maybe they did just not directly, either way Joran wasn't happy about being towed in by some grubby amatuers, nor was...

no sign of the other ship but a new problem had presented itself. Joran was for all intent and purposes barrelling right toward what he could only assume was an enemy base. He took small satisfaction that they probably couldn't risk firing cannons at him with out potentially blwing up one of the...

As fast as the other ship appeared on his scanners it was gone. Meaning a few things: one, his systems were on the fritz which was plausable enough. Two, he imagined it, not likely he was damn near sober after all. Or three, some one was setting a trap and if that were the case, the polite thing...

While the action in the city had grown ever more chaotic out in the vast expanse left on the bounty hunter's ship was an injured Salvor Arnex. He ignored both the reassurance and the introduction by Auzuk. The young man's reasoning for not wanting him dead was laughable and thusly untrustworthy...

The Perseverance broke from hyperspace just outside of the astroid field and lingered as Joran took surveyance of the area. "what do we have here?" Joran said to himself as the scan discovered a powersource out amongst the rocks. It was a fairly signifigant output, he was guessing life support...

Joran Del-Finn, bounty hunter, smuggler, and all around scoundrel, sat at the work station aboard "The Perseverance" the light cargo frieghter he'd called home for the last twenty-two years. He had just finished running down his gear making sure everything was in order boots, suit, and armor...

Hey, are we threading?

Who is doper than Gambino? No body.

My Macho Man impression is killing my throat...OH YEEEEUH!

I hate my life right now.

I need help!