Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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First Reply The Night is Dark

A low wheeze escaped him with all the time he could spare.

Scrambling to his feet, Veno dove over Davik and after the blaster pistol that was being kicked across the grated floor. His grasping fingers failed to reach it, finding themselves bending every which way against the metal ground. "Crink!" the thing yelled, hissing beneath his helmet, and threw his knife and it miraculously stuck itself between the trigger guard, stopping it from reaching Morrow.

He laughed, trying to rush up to fill the space between himself and Morrow.

Morrow Morrow - Davik Haize Davik Haize
 
"Shit!" Morrow's chest sank as a blade halted the blaster.

Before he could turn away, the image of Veno charging him played out in the back of his mind. Once again, that inexplicable gut feeling returned, and he knew exactly what would happen next. Dark vitality surged through Morrow, blunting the pain in his ribs so that he could shoot up straight despite his injury. He pivoted, took a long step forward, and threw his leg up so that the flat of his boot was head-level with the oncoming hunter.

A bellow resonated from his chest as he anticipated their impact.
 

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