[i]Before the two others could properly introduce themselves to the Mary Sue- erm, soldier of which had approached them, the Mandalorian would take some interest in him, or at least the equipment that he bore. She approached, without jerking away at one of the blasters at her hips, or flicking the safeties off of one of her utility weapons in her gauntlets, speaking and surveying away.[/i] "Badass SCAR-H, always wanted to fire one.. a combat knife. Haven't got more of your back, though hopefully that isn't it: you're the first one to show up with actual guns, not magical almighty powers or superb melee prowess, some bullshit like that." [i]The bounty hunter would smile, at that. Meanwhile, the woman that had retrieved her icy javelin would sigh, her breathing given away by the residue left in the freezing air, yet she simply didn't seem to care about the weather, as her silent companion upon the bench didn't as well.[/i] "First one? Other than the gladiator and the poor girl that you couldn't keep your eyes off of." [i]She would murmur, though the bounty hunter would ignore her.[/i] "...So," [i]Zara said, a thin smile slowly edging across her face, green eyes looking up at Jason's taller, towering posture.[/i] "Guess you're here for combat, then? Fuсkin' great, except.. unless there's shielding in there too, I don't want to blast a hole in you."