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Aylin Dara
in surprised outrage.
Nero Drake
."Your Highness," said Jerec after due consideration, "I once hit Darth Carnifex in the gonads with a shotgun." (He hadn't; that was Jorus Merrill. But Jorus Merrill was in no position to object.) "I choose option B. Which fools are we fooling?"
Darth Virelia
she wants to own EVERYTHING. Then I've always wanted to take all his credits
Darth Strosius
if we can convince him one can carry all his cultist. Then there's
Lirka Ka
-- not a Sith but Sith enough, I'm sure she'd like to have her mittens on something of value. Just a few off the top of my head."
Aylin Dara
to keep his balance, then added.
Nero Drake
with the threat of death facing her and not a whole lot of options, she sighed at great length while her shoulders rounded and slumped forwards. Conceding, she sounded defeated as she spoke again.
Quinn Varanin
because he had been swept off for some nonsense involving in-laws (he had been married at various points to a Twi'lek Sith Lord, a rhak-skuri space captain, and others), re-entered the place to find nobody at immediate risk of being spaced and the blonde Sith princess corralling a henchman of some kind. Most importantly, there was a clear winner, a veritable consensus: 'hayps.' Jerec squinted at the holo poll and started thinking of puns for advertising purposes.
