Liberation

[Josh Dragovalor]

"I do. But I'm kinda limited with my disappearing magic" The Jedi would admit with a laugh in response. "Disappearing magic is never perfect... Unless you're a sue. Don't be a sue" He added cheekily.

"Well, if you're capable of blowing this slavery ground to holy hell, do it. No better place to have an excuse to blow up chit then a slave camp, right?" He would crack with a grin crossing his face. "It'll be clear by the time you do it, aye. I'll make sure of that" The Jedi would assure him. "That sounds like a good place to hide them, I agree. Once it's all cleared out, and blown to bits, having that out of sight will give me time to start unlocking their collars and setting them free. So long as they have the collars on, they're in danger. We can't have that" He remarked.

"Yeah. Let's get started" He said as he would start to head to his assigned area, waiting for Dusaro's signal. He'd be attacking head on. Joy.

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[Dusaro Dresari]

"Alrighty, with all that set, off i go." He said, starting to quickly move in a wide circle around the base, making sure to not give any line of sight to the slavers if he could help it. While he wasn't particularly good or bad at sneaking and being quiet and hidden, he aimed to stay far enough away and behind enough cover that it wouldn't matter.

Eventually assuming he wasn't spotted, he would slip into the gully he spotted earlier, pulling out one of his verpine shattergun and using his visor to check for any heat signatures or the like that he would run into as he approached.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

"Right, just don't keep me waiting too long" He warned as he would head out.

Eventually, he started to get a little too close, and would stop for a moment. His gaze moved around the area, hoping to spot the flares or whatever he had said he was shooting when it was time for him to get rolling. His body shook with anticipation, his fists shook, he was ready to fight and he knew he needed to be patient, but he had an itch he needed to scratch, an itch that he hoped that he would be able to sate soon enough.

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[Dusaro Dresari]

Equipment: Right hand is a repulse hand, Vibro-Sword, Two Verpine Shatter Guns, 2 Flash Bangs, 2 Smoke grenades, 2 Thermal Dets, 2 High grade explosive charges.

As Dusaro got in sight range of the back, he spotted... Five people? That was an odd amount. When he stopped and looked more carefully, he saw what exactly was up. There was three slaves, two men and one woman, doing manual labor of clearing out some brush, while two guards watched over them. One had a blaster carbine, the other had an A280, a weapon even Dusaro wasn't too keen taking a hit from. The one with the A280 was a Trandoshan, while the one with a blaster carbine was a Weequay. The Trandoshan was in the back, and the Weequay was in the front, closer to the slaves. Dusaro pulled out one shatter gun, stopping in some brush, starting take aim. It was then that one of the male slaves, a human, slipped and fell, crying out in pain. The Weequay started to move forward to get force him up, and started to hit him with a fist to 'encourage' him.

Dusaro however did not shoot the Weequay. The Trandoshan had seen him, though not in time as he started to raise his rifle, Dusaro was quicker, firing off a completely silent round off, which hit the Trandoshan square in the chest. The pellet made an impressive hole through the Trandoshan despite its size, the trandoshan managing a loud, rasping sound, though only one that those present would hear. The Weequay however heard it, seeing the other guard fall down dead, he started to aim where he thought Dusaro was. He didn't get off a shot, but he did manage to get out a partial cry as a round went through his neck, the force of the round nearly taking off his head.

The true sound however that might be noted was the slave woman. She cried out for a moment in suprise, eyes wide, before Dusaro quickly ran over, a hand over his mouth. He knew that cry of the slave woman was certain to be heard. So he took measure that he hoped would help. Kicking the corpse of the Weequay hard, he reprmianded in the best Trandoshan accent he could manage. "Ssshut it ssslave womansss!" He said, kicking the dead body two more times for good measure. The three slaves stared at him in amazement before Dusaro looked to them, speaking much quieter this time.

"All three of you, run down into this gully, and take it around the bend and wait there. You human guy, stay here hidden to direct any other slaves i send over here on where to go. Now move it!" He said in a commanding tone. After a moment of being stunned, they quickly nodded fearfully, starting to leave quickly, while the other went into the brush and stayed still. Satisfied that this was clear, he quickly moved up to the bases rear entrance.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

Equipment: Right hand is holding a single-blade blue lightsaber - waterproofed by invasion reward. Second single-blade is hidden, used for instances that require it.

He could hear commotion, what was going on? Had he already gone in and attacked them? The Jedi Master was starting to consider whether he should just charge in head on, but he decided to wait - for now anyway. He let out a sigh and started to come in closer to the area... Bit by bit, inch by inch. He didn't know if Dusaro was doing his job or not, but if he didn't sign the signal soon, then he'd have to go in and check on him.

(Apologies for the shortness, since he never shone the signal, didn't have much material to cover)

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[Dusaro Dresari]

(Tis fine)

Dusaro slowly crept up to the back door of the base, not seeing anyone else in direct eye sight, quickly switching to the other side of the doorway. Joshua had only sense two slaves in the building, as well as the overseeing slaver. Dusaro went to the body of the Tradoshan, frisking him for any key cards or the like. And he indeed found one, quickly moving to the door after checking the area was clear. After he did so, he used the key card to open the door, a sound signalling someone was coming in. The slaver overseer was more then a bit surprised by someone coming in, turning around and barking orders, before he saw who was there. It was not one of his men. He cried out an alarm, but it didn't make it in time, Dusaro shooting him two times, the man falling down. The two slaves turned around and stared at him in wide eyed amazement, before Dusaro ran over to the window, lighting off the signal to Joshua and then looked to the slaves. "Right, both of you. Run out of here and back down to the ditch. There will be another person to direct you from there, go!" He said, both of them jumping and nodding, starting to very quickly run.

After that he searched the dead salver for the key to the slave collars, and after that he got into a position to help support Joshua when he came in lightsabers blazing.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Ugh, he couldn't wait much longer. He could hear the commotion. He was about ready to head in himself when...

There it was.

The signal. The signal that the Jedi Master had been awaiting for so long. And just like that, he stormed in. He was ready. He could hear "Bad To The Bone" playing in his head as he marched with a purpose toward the camp, heading right for the front gates. The gates were less guarded due to guards rushing to find the source of the commotion, but the last thing that the remaining ones were expecting was for a Jedi Master, emblazoned in robes and all, to come marching head on toward the gate. The two left to guard the gates trained their blasters on him, and Josh would remove his hood for best use of sight. It didn't matter - they'd be dead and wouldn't be able to report back who did it anyway. The wind blew back in the wind, as did his hair. His expression was dead serious. It was stoic and cold. It was as though he had turned his emotions off completely, to not be held accountable for what was about to happen.

They didn't hesitate to start shooting. The Jedi Master would immediately ignite his lightsaber, the blade a glowing, hueing blue, and he would immediately begin deflecting the blaster bolts as they came at him with expert accuracy, his eyes trained on his two opponents. More, two more, would hear the commotion and begin firing more, while the original two would pull out vibroblades and attack from up close. All of them seemed to know what a Jedi was like, they wouldn't kill normally, unless it was some kind of Sith.

Of course, they'd be welcomed with a surprise when the Jedi wouldn't hesitate to block the vibroblade shot heading for his side, before quickly changing gears and stabbing the first man between his eyes. The ear-piercing scream that he emitted caused the other guards to freeeze in shock, and terror. And just like that, Josh would pull his blade out and decapitate the man's head from his shoulders, quick and painless, perhaps the only show of mercy he could muster for monsters such as these.

And just like that, he would slash through the shoulder of the other one, causing the other two to start firing more rapidly. Josh would clench his fist and then move his hand forward, unwrapping his hand and bringing out a dangerous Force Wave that knocked the guards aside. While they were stunned, the Jedi Master would step into the fortress to look for any slaves that Dusaro had freed.

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[Dusaro Dresari]

(Sorry for taking so long to reply, having to deal with a bunch of irl stuff kept me from being able to reply like i wanted to >_<.)

Joshua could see if he was looking carefully enough the slaves that had been inside the building running out of the back, and then quickly disappearing down the slope in the back, as they had planned. Meanwhile on Dusaro's end it seemed like he was going to have a fun time of it, with the slavers rushing to find the source of the earlier noise. Thankfully, or possibly not, when the slavers and the guards heard the blaster shots and the sounds from the gate, it gave them all a massive deal of pause. Half of them quickly rushed off, while the other half stayed to find out exactly what was going on here. "Oh boy... This is gonna be fun." He said with a broad grin. Dusaro had killed three people already, and he would guess that Joshua got something around three or four guards at the front gate, and earlier he mentioned seeing a total of twenty six slavers with his force voodoo. So it seemed there was around twenty left, probably roughly ten for each of them.

And this did indeed seem to be the case, the slavers breaking up more or less in half, one half headed to the gate where Joshua had kicked up some noise, and the others for where Dusaro had made his own little spat of noise. In his mind Dusaro ran through his options. 'To soon to use a flash bang, and if i use one the others will be alerted as well and might double back. Frontal attack, bad idea. I don't like being shot -that- much. Hit and run? Hmmm... Not quite.' Which prompted him to have an idea. Nodding to himself, Dusaro pulled back and up the building, sneaking to the communications array. He took out a demo pack, taking some of the charges off of it and onto the other, placing the smaller charge on top of the building. It was still large enough to level the building, and after it was set he went down stairs for a moment, and yelled, seemingly at their commander.

"Okay you little shit, where is the key!?" He said, as though loosing his temper. And then he went back up the stairs, going down the buildings side and putting on his thermal visor while he ran, turning back after a quick dash, detonator in hand.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

(Alright, attempt 5 at this post. Sorry for the delay

With emotions seemingly turned to the side for the moment, he would do what was necessary to these slavers in order to make sure the slaves got out in one piece. As he would fight his way through this fortress, he noted a few people dressed in rags, likely the slaves that Dusaro had freed, running past him. The Jedi Master would motion them toward the exit and toward the hill, noting that they would meet them up on the other side of the hill in order to do something about the slave collars on their necks.

He could hear guards running in different directions. Ten in his vicinity.... Ten inside. Likely going after Dusaro. Dusaro would be able to handle taking down the building and freeing the slaves. Three came into the vicinity, heading right toward him, blasters firing. The Jedi would brandish his blade and rush through, his quick Jedi reflexes allowing him to block and deflect the blaster bolts quickly, with one of them even hitting one of the men, and he would leap into the air, with the aid of the Force bringing him high over the heads of the guards. With the time it took them to realize what was going on, the Jedi Master was already upon them, bringing his blade down on one of their heads, looping it clean off in the stroke, and then quickly grabbing the blaster of the other man before he could fire and driving his lightsaber through his skull. An aggressive style unbefitting a Jedi... But a necessary evil.

He could sense life on the surface, and took off at a run once they were dead. A cage full of slaves came into view....

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[Dusaro Dresari]

(Tis fine)

Dusaro slid to a halt, looking back at the building through the thermal vision, and he saw the enemies entering. Four rushed inside, and that was enough, as he likely wouldn't get them all and if he waited they would realize what was up. 'Clack clack' was the only noise that came before the explosion, the roof breaking and falling down, and the walls soon following it by falling in on the building. Four were certain to be down, and the rest would be scrambling for their lives. Making a dash to a nearby group of slaves, he undid their collars. Thankfully, they alraedy had an idea of what was going on, with the explosions and the screams, so after they were free'd they managed to all run off without much suprise nor delay. "Right... Now i can fight freely." He said with a grin, getting behind some cover and peering out.

They had reorginized by now, and they were looking for him, far more carefully this time. Today it seemed a open firefight wasn't avoidable, not that he had an inssue with that. Most notable in that group was a very, very nasty looking Barabel. He was in the back however, and wouldn't be to much of an issue for the moment. To deal with the main force, Dusaro pulled out a flash bang, throwing the flashbang at the group. They all jerked at the noise of something hitting the group, and the next moment, their senses were ringing, and their eyes blinded. Atleast four of the remaining six were. And in that moment, Dusaro opened fire, the shattergun silently throwing out the bullets and putting the four men down. Though they did return some fire, none of it was accurate. Untill the last one.

There should have been two enemies left, but Dusaro only saw one out of the corner of his eye as he ducked down from the accurate return fire. The dissapearance of that Barabel was -not- a good thing, not that he could spare much time to think about it, taking off his visor to deal with the situation. Blaster shots peeled at his cover, Dusaro holding down his cover for a few moments, coming up with an idea that might get him out of this little perdicimate. Turning around and roughly 'pre aiming' with his right hand, he poked his left hand around the other corner. Which naturally was shot at, and then he quickly stood, fixing his aim on the out of cover enemy, and firing away. The exhange was quick, and unfortunatly, Duasro did not kill him, one shot going into his leg, and the second into the man's right arm. The Human fell back with a scream of pain, but atleast he wasn't going to be shooting for a while.

Now, where was that Barabel. That was the question, and since Dusaro knew searching for such a hunter was a bad idea, he did the best next thing, "Hey short tail, where are you, ya little shutta!" He shouted. This turned out a spilt second later to be a decidedly bad idea, as the Barabel leapt out of brush behind him at the insult, much faster then Dusaro could turn to aim. And for his trouble of calling him out, Dusaro felt a large and heavy fist slam into his side, heavy enough to take him off his feet and toss him a few feet, body shocked by the pain. Dusaro -really- needed to stop antagonizing the laymen of the land. Or the slavers of the slave camp as the case may be.

Regardless however of his word choise, Dusaro was tossed back several feet, and on landing he lost his grip on his pistols, which made the situation go from bad to in the fire, skipping the frying pan. His skin turned from gold to silver as he started to stand up, his left hand pulling out his vibro-sword in a quick movement. He was pissed, excited, afraid, a massive ball of emotions in his body, all covered by a thin coating of iron willed, instinctual control. If Joshua looked, it would be quite the alarming contrast to his usual, completly relaxed nature. Shifting his grip, the fight started as the Barabel came forward, weilding two nasty looking daggers, the pair starting to engage.

(Hmm... Felt like writing a lot in this one. Was there anywhere i wasn't clear or the like?)

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

The fighting just seemed to continue on, with Dusaro on the lower levels, and Josh fighting in the upper levels.

The Jedi Master would reach the cage, looking around to see if there was a key nearby. "Sir! Sir! Coming from behind you!" One of the slaves would call, as Josh would quickly, thanks to the untimely warning, duck a blaster bolt that just barely whizzed over his head. There were still a handful of slavers left, obviously, as they would show up... Perhaps more then Dusaro had counted. Josh counted about six. Six remaining. But he wasn't going to give up now.

Quickly, his lightsaber was drawn once again and he would charge head on, batting away the blaster fire with his lightsaber before disappearing. Just like that, the Jedi Master would re-appear a few seconds later behind his pursuers, re-appearing before attacking in order to not drain his energy all at once, and slashing through the side of one of the slavers, before turning and spin-kicking another before offing his head. The Jedi would have to duck quickly in order to avoid an attempted pistol whip, before he would slash through the man's blaster, destroying it in the process. The slaver would quickly make a run for it, and Josh was content to let him go before he realized the man was unlocking the cages in order to use the slaves as hostages. Typical.

He let the man unlock the cage, but the moment that he did, Josh would quickly turn and push out both his arms, a powerful Force Wave sending the other slavers flying before he would raise a hand, directing a dose of Electric Judgement that would fry the man. Not kill him, it wasn't suited for that, but it was a painful move that would electrify and weaken him, before Josh would quickly dash in and stab him in the gut, making sure the man was dead.

The galaxy had no need for men that low.

Looking over, Josh would notice that Dusaro had made his way nearby, and nodded toward him before charging in again... Looks like they would be taking on the combined forces of both sides of the remaining slavers together.

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[Dusaro Dresari]

On Dusaro's end at the moment, there were a few slaver's who had not been shot nor injured so far. Though he did not get an accurate count at the moment, being busy with a pissed Barabel. As soon as they engaged, the Barbel started a vicious assault. Dusaro raised his left arm holding his sword to block the long bladed knife smashing against his guard. It was na excelent guard, but then pain shocked through his body. The hit from before had Dusaros broken ribs, and the stress of the muscles on the ribs was excruciatingly painful. Though he managed to keep his left side from seizing up from the pain, his movement was definatly slowed on the left side. And the Barabel planned to make exceptional used of this, making a second quick stab at his slower, left side. A intelligent attack path, but a predictable one.

Dusaro rapidly twisted his body, the knife shearing across the upper left side of his chest, though the slash was not deep enough to be fatal. As he took the cut, his right hand had thrusted at the Barabel's throat, and grabbed on. The Barabel started to make a sound of amusement at the seemingly desperate action, but then it froze, eyes widening, and then it screamed. It was a blood curdaling scream of terror that only lasted an instant, before the large, strong being fell over. Dusaro's glove had been ripped off over his hand from activating the repulse hand. The effect it had on the Barabel's neck was bloody and terrifying, nearly ripping off the creatures head. The other slavers that had been waiting to get a clear shot of Dusaro had frozen in fear from the scream and the sight for a single moment, but that single moment was enough for Dusaro to run as fast as he could, pick up one of his shatter guns, and dive into cover. If it weren't for the adrenaline pumping through his body, he wouldn't have been quick enough to make it without being hit.

Immediantly after getting behind the few crates he was using as cover, he peeked out and started firing at the enemy. Though he didn't manage any hits at the moment, with the nasty wound he had just gotten, he did manage to provide Joshua good covering fire as he charged in to engage the slavers.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

Josh had heard the scream, but he hoped it was from the slaver, and not Dusaro. He had charged in, unleashing another torrent of Electric Judgement that would bring out screams from a few other slavers, before he would attack himself with his own blade, slicing through the side of one before moving to the right to stab between the eyes of another, using quick movements without wasting a single one to take advantage of the stunned state of the slavers while he could. Josh would move to the side when one would take out a blaster and fire, headshotting and killing one of his own men. Knowing that this could be dangerous, Josh did not hesitate to toss his lightsaber at the blaster user, moving it with the use of the Force to spin it around and cut the man down to size, also hitting another slaver in the process.

The cover fire that Dusaro was providing had given Josh enough opportunities to strike, even when the stunning from the lightning had worn off. Finally, he would cut down the last slaver, and the area grew hush. He would look over at the man, and noted he was hurt.

"Here, let me help you" Josh spoke as he would walk over, kneeling at his side and holding out a hand. It would glow blue and before long, he would find his wounds healed for the most part, though the Jedi Master would look away and cough violently in return. "Damn... Took a little more then I had planned on..." He admitted, with a light chuckle.

"Come on... I'm sure the leader is still hanging around" Josh would remark as he got to his feet. "Can you keep going?"

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[Dusaro Dresari]

Dusaro didn't relax even as the last slaver fell down dead, left hand resting at the broken ribs as Joshua walked over, gently rubbing the area, seeing how many were broken. The hand was taken, Dusaro slightly gritting his teeth as the broken ribs were healed. "I am much to used to my ribs being broken." Dusaro said in a joking manner, getting up after Joshua finished. "Sounds like you are a bit beat up yourself there my Jedi friend." Dusaro added with a smirk, grabbing his other pistol and sheating the sword. If Joshua was looking, he would see the leather glove on Dusaro's left hand had been ripped off, revealing the repulse hand it coverd.

"Bloody hell, going to need a new glove now... And yeah, sounds good. Where do you think that boss is exactly? Oh and here is the keys to the collars." Dusaro offerd Joshua the keys, figuring the unlocking of the slave collars and all fit him better then it did Dusaro. Much more calming for slaves to see a Jedi taking off their collars then some gruff, scruffy looking Merc. Probably would make the situation worse in fact. When asked if he could get going, he got a short laugh in return. "It will take more then that to stop me. Lead the way." Dusaro said, following behing Joshua.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi Master would note the repulse hand under the wrecked glove, and raised an eyebrow. He was lucky, himself. He hadn't lost a limb and had any replacements just yet. He was still fully organic after all these years. Hopefully, that wouldn't change anytime soon. He quite liked having his hands where they were. "Oh, I've had worse" He remarked with a light chuckle with he mentioned that Josh looked beat up as well. "Ever fought a Rancor? Nasty pieces of work, those guys. I remember being a Jedi Knight and my only aid was a moron with a blaster. That was some nasty business" He cracked.

He took the keys, and with where he had instructed the slaves to meet up, he knew he'd need it later. Dusaro was right, of course. It was probably better he did the unlocking. They'd be more likely to let him do it then a mercenary. "I assume their leader's probably deep down, under guard. Shall we get going back inside?" He remarked as he would help Dusaro to his feet and get going once he had made it clear he was fine.

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[Dusaro Dresari]

"Yes i actually have fought a rancor. Though that was with a army of Mandalorians because i was fighting against the Sith. Long story, save the questions on the questionable choice of company for another time." He said with a shrug and a smirk.

"Lets do so. Lead the way." Dusaro said, pulling out a gund in his left hand and following Joshua's lead. Oddly enough, Dusaro didn't seem to need much time at all to get back up and ready to go fighting, and it didn't look like he was pushing hiself either.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

"Ironic, then, that the people who fought alongside you to fight against the Sith are now the Sith's queen..." The Jedi would mutter under his breath before nodding in turn. "Sounds like an interesting story. Perhaps you can tell it another time. But for now, we have a job to do" The Jedi Master would remark as he would lead the way down into the building again.

"I wouldn't be surprised if the remaining leaders here are holed up somewhere" Josh would speak behind Dusaro. "Considering they've probably figured out what's going on already, I would be prepared for an ambush. You still able to fight enough to handle that?" He would ask.

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[Dusaro Dresari]

"An ambush, huh? Yeah, i am. If it wasnt for that admittedly awe inspiring healing of yours i woudnt be, so thanks." Dusaro had heard of Jedi healing abilities before but had never seen it before himself with his own eyes. It was something of an amazing sight to see, though as the one with his rib bones having to be shifted back into place and healed, it wasn't exactly comfortable. Not that he was about to complain. He could work with the sate his body was in.

In preperation he pulled out one of his shatterguns and put in a fresh clip as he followed Joshua's lead, prepared and ready to move as the situation demanded. While keeping the gun in his off hand, Dusaro looked around for anything of note in the building they were headed too.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

"General Jedi thing" He remarked with a light chuckle as he saw that the man was fine. "An ambush is completely obvious though. If you can keep this chit going, then we'll go in together. If you at any point feel that your body won't hold up, you have my permission, and encouragement, to book it. I'll handle the rest on my own if necessary" He would add, cracking his neck as he would stretch his shoulders out.

He nodded as the man would follow his lead. Though a question went through Josh's mind... Dusaro was a hell of a fighter. And certainly could do much more for the galaxy in other ventures then as a mercenary... But...

"Have you ever been tested as a Force Sensitive?" Josh would ask abruptly without looking back at the man. He was simply curious, of course...

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[Dusaro Dresari]

"The body of a Firrerreo ain't nothing to sneeze at, so trust me when i say i can still keep 'em coming. If they get lucky, i might even get knocked down and it might even look bad, but i will get back up, trust me on that. Besides, what would i do with myself if i left at the most important part?" He said that with a reasonable amount of confidence and an animal like grin with his lips pulled up into a snarl. When he realized he was doing the snarling part, he screwed up his face and relaxed the muscles. "Ignore the weird grin, species habit." Dusaro had turned a lot of people off with that. Not something he did on purpose, it was just in his nature, quite literally.

The next question suprised Dusaro a bit and then some, for several obvious reasons. He shrugged lightly before responding. "I am not really sure. When i got checked for that when i was at a younger age at a Jedi Outpost, around... Thirteen i belive, i was told i didn't have the potential. They never told me if i was sensitive or not, and i didn't think to ask. I just assumed i wasn't sensitive so they were not intrested. Thinking back on it though, my personality was not good for such a strict life, and i think i was also on the old side for becoming a Jedi." Though wether his personality now was suited to being a Jedi was almost if not more debatable then his force sensitivity.

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