Corey's OOC
And where were the spiders
Work work work, always with the work.
Marek noticed the movement of droid star fighters to the aging shuttle. Activating the scanners and the comm, he reached out to the ship, targeting it with station's systems. "This is Hypori Shipyards to as of yet unidentified shuttle. Squawk identity, or prepare to be destroyed." Marek really wasn't in the mood to feth around anymore. If you were coming to his shipyards, there was a big chance you were either a friendly, or you were going to get turned into space dust.
He didn't need to be that rude, but he needed to set the tone, didn't he?
Last thing he needed were Horde folk showing up here.
[member="Salem Norongachi"] [member="Barkt Melan"]
Marek noticed the movement of droid star fighters to the aging shuttle. Activating the scanners and the comm, he reached out to the ship, targeting it with station's systems. "This is Hypori Shipyards to as of yet unidentified shuttle. Squawk identity, or prepare to be destroyed." Marek really wasn't in the mood to feth around anymore. If you were coming to his shipyards, there was a big chance you were either a friendly, or you were going to get turned into space dust.
He didn't need to be that rude, but he needed to set the tone, didn't he?
Last thing he needed were Horde folk showing up here.
[member="Salem Norongachi"] [member="Barkt Melan"]