No. 1
It seemed as if Koda was rather popular, or unpopular. Depends on the way you look at it.
A flurry of blaster fire came his way, perhaps too much for comfort, and that was saying something. From this side of the galaxy to the next, the Mandalorian had battled armies of the dark side, the light, the independent and unaligned. Fett had more experience than most, be sure of that. Seen it all, done it all- even for a man who was technically seventeen. Accelerated ageing, and then removing such a thing, it was all a tricky process that Fett had neither the time or understanding to explain. The Kaminaons did. Have a question? Go see the pale, long necked freaks that reside beyond the Rishi Maze.
His own rocket had blown up not too far from him, but it had reached a distance to where it wasn't lethal. Reactions such as that are unheard of, and nigh impossible. The blast had some force behind it, after all it was designed to kill. Fett was nearly knocked off of his feet, but was fortunate enough to grasp a hold of the relatively thin pilled beside him, holding him in place. Even lowering himself down into a crouched position, behind the railing that seemed more akin to a low-wall. Entirely concealed.
From there, the Mandalorian creeped across undetected. Always searching for the better position to rain down fire from upon. Although, this did mean there was less blaster fire and explosive ordinance pressuring them. Maybe they had the time to find cover now. There wasn't a chance that Koda was allowing them to escape now, though. Not with those bounties on their heads. Hell, Fett was rather content with the prospect of turning on his 'allies' to claim the reward. Then again, Fett already had more than enough credits to last a while.
[member="Cadmon Geller"] - [member="Alkor Centaris"] - [member="Tathra Khaeus"] - [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] - [member="Karsan Calnov"] - @Nicair Claden - [member="Jake Awaud"] - [member="Gorba the Hutt"] - [member="Kilum Bralor"] - [member="Simone"] - [member="Bareesh Kajidic"]
A flurry of blaster fire came his way, perhaps too much for comfort, and that was saying something. From this side of the galaxy to the next, the Mandalorian had battled armies of the dark side, the light, the independent and unaligned. Fett had more experience than most, be sure of that. Seen it all, done it all- even for a man who was technically seventeen. Accelerated ageing, and then removing such a thing, it was all a tricky process that Fett had neither the time or understanding to explain. The Kaminaons did. Have a question? Go see the pale, long necked freaks that reside beyond the Rishi Maze.
His own rocket had blown up not too far from him, but it had reached a distance to where it wasn't lethal. Reactions such as that are unheard of, and nigh impossible. The blast had some force behind it, after all it was designed to kill. Fett was nearly knocked off of his feet, but was fortunate enough to grasp a hold of the relatively thin pilled beside him, holding him in place. Even lowering himself down into a crouched position, behind the railing that seemed more akin to a low-wall. Entirely concealed.
From there, the Mandalorian creeped across undetected. Always searching for the better position to rain down fire from upon. Although, this did mean there was less blaster fire and explosive ordinance pressuring them. Maybe they had the time to find cover now. There wasn't a chance that Koda was allowing them to escape now, though. Not with those bounties on their heads. Hell, Fett was rather content with the prospect of turning on his 'allies' to claim the reward. Then again, Fett already had more than enough credits to last a while.
[member="Cadmon Geller"] - [member="Alkor Centaris"] - [member="Tathra Khaeus"] - [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] - [member="Karsan Calnov"] - @Nicair Claden - [member="Jake Awaud"] - [member="Gorba the Hutt"] - [member="Kilum Bralor"] - [member="Simone"] - [member="Bareesh Kajidic"]