Nar Shaddaa
It had taken a good moment, but at last the door was ready to open. Wolfgang stood, resealed his helmet, and once again retrieved the folding chair. He stepped over to the door controls, placed his empty teacup atop the console, holstered his blaster, and pressed the button. Nearly as quickly as the door closed it flew open again, revealing him in an instant. He didn't bother burying his presence at this point, hidden eyes sweeping over the situation in a moment. Certainly it was... Something.
The masked man and the pale gentleman were being accosted by a talkative-sounding Jedi with a telekinetic grip on a grenade. Wolfgang seemed to have shown up in the middle of the Jedi's explanation about his grenade, followed by a demand of disarmament. Did he think a lightsaber was the most dangerous thing a Sith possessed? How naive. Regardless, Wolfgang was disinclined to comply simply on principle. Besides, his threats of a twenty meter detonation seemed off. Sure, he seemed to believe it well enough, but his explosive didn't look large enough to contain the baradium that would require. The Sith suspected it was a forgery of some kind and the Jedi had been scammed, bless his heart.
"Please, do something drastic. I have neither the time nor the inclination to indulge your delusional martyrdom," Wolfgang informed the Jedi through his helmet's vocabulator, left hand waving casually through the air as if to brush aside the Jedi's threats. The Dark Side rushed through him, quick to come to his aid when there was blood to be shed and ready to take action. Certainly if the Jedi was going to continue his stalling, Wolfgang intended to move things along, seeing as he still had questions for whichever of the two others had put together the macabre laboratory.
"Get to it. We don't have all day."
The masked man and the pale gentleman were being accosted by a talkative-sounding Jedi with a telekinetic grip on a grenade. Wolfgang seemed to have shown up in the middle of the Jedi's explanation about his grenade, followed by a demand of disarmament. Did he think a lightsaber was the most dangerous thing a Sith possessed? How naive. Regardless, Wolfgang was disinclined to comply simply on principle. Besides, his threats of a twenty meter detonation seemed off. Sure, he seemed to believe it well enough, but his explosive didn't look large enough to contain the baradium that would require. The Sith suspected it was a forgery of some kind and the Jedi had been scammed, bless his heart.
"Please, do something drastic. I have neither the time nor the inclination to indulge your delusional martyrdom," Wolfgang informed the Jedi through his helmet's vocabulator, left hand waving casually through the air as if to brush aside the Jedi's threats. The Dark Side rushed through him, quick to come to his aid when there was blood to be shed and ready to take action. Certainly if the Jedi was going to continue his stalling, Wolfgang intended to move things along, seeing as he still had questions for whichever of the two others had put together the macabre laboratory.
"Get to it. We don't have all day."
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