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OOC: So no good on crashing the imperial's landspeeder, I take it, even with the Force Point Mack spent?
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"Saw just thraw the thing in the campactawr then," shrugs Sloor, not really caring. "Awr give it taw me."
Met by equally honest silence (she doesn't even look up from her hunting pistol!)."You want a favawr in exchange?" he quietly offers. She's known him long enough now to think it's, strangely enough, an honest offer.
"There's always sawmething taw gain," grins back the besalisk, heartbeat up to full combat-mode rhythm by this point, "even if it's just the look awn their faces when you daw sawmething marblingly generaws!""I thought 'give' was a dirty word for you, my friend," he says, his attention full on the Imperial speeder.