originally posted in:The New Dojo
Vel had noticed him, and dragged him to cover under the table.
"Meg te haran cuyir gar doing olar, vod?"* she asks the Mandalorian, a Batarian being thrown near them, injured as all hell. 40,000 credit bounty, he had on him.
She pulled out her WESKAR pistol from a small holster she hid on her jeans, looking to the Mandalorian.
"Got any ideas?" She asks in English.
[spoiler]* means "What the hell are you doing here, brother?"[/spoiler]
English
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"Living on the planet dosent make a Mandalorian. Following the code makes a Mandalorian."
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She chuckles. "Sure brother. Like how following the law makes you an innocent man. Look..." she had said, walking up to Cannon. "It's been god knows how much time since I crashed here; same with the small platoon of clones that crashed a few moths afterwards. So, I may have gotten...a bit more rusty than I would've been if I hadn't been on that mission." She told him.
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"Huh... So a pacifist that joined the army? You're an odd one, aren't you." He replied.
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/22/2017 8:20:17 AM“You could say that again, brother.” She had said, sighing and continuing to give him a lot more medi-gel.
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He was oddly not as wounded as would be expected, especially seeing as he took a Krogan shotgun point blank. His armor was missing a lot of paint, but otherwise almost intact.
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[spoiler]lol, you said Cylus. Is this to me or someone else?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Sorry...stupid autocorrect. Will edit.[/spoiler]