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"Make sure you color code them in order of least important to most. Oh and I will spoil it now, it's all done with smoke and mirrors."

 

Okay, that one was definitely a joke even his flat tone couldn't disguise the obvious humor in those words.Once he finishes his meal he follows suit with Mariya. She'd made a good point, he was still wearing the same clothes he'd been wearing when he killed the drexl so he was getting pretty ripe. Tossing them into the disposal unit since he had no idea if or how to clean drexl blood he takes a quick shower and redresses.

 

As he heads towards the hanger he checks his gear. Battle chest piece, protector, CH-16 Heavy Blaster Pistol, Protector, and his twin vibroblades strapped to his back. He was all set to go. He was also a bit ahead of schedule so he takes the time to go over his speeder checking it for any damage. Looking up when Mariya arrived Sol raises an eyebrow wondering what took her. If he knew about the sunblock he'd have laughed that she went so far. Then again, he never wore sunblock and he looked a bit older than he really was so perhaps there was something to it.

 

As she comes in so do the other mercs, plus the scientist they'd be escorting. They were going to go in a multi-seater swoop, while the mercs played guard on speeders. Going through the jungle was challenging even with hover vehicles so they'd be going nice and slow. Slinging himself into his seat Sol starts his as the rest of the group prepares to go.

 

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Mariya Fleischer

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Mariya arrived to see Sol Damerin getting ready in his seat, dressed in his new outfit with weaponry from head to toe. She waved at him and hopped onto a empty speeder, making a quick check on the gauges and fuel level. Looked good to her. Next, she redid her hair, tying it into a bun and slipping on her helmet. She never liked her helmet, simply because her hair would get messy and sweaty afterwards. But it served a purpose and she was not about to risk falling off a speeder without protecting her head. Her goggles fitted smugly on top of her visor, allowing her to use them if necessary.

 

"Comms check. Ghost is ready," she sounded off and made an okay signal to the convoy.

 

"Loud and clear. We'll move off in one minute. Tango yankee out."

 

The mercenary turned on the ignition, feeling the engine roared to life in between her legs. Others did the same. The expedition route was marked out clearly at the corner of her visor. Not exactly the easiest route, but the speed should be nice and slow to allow the swoop vehicle to manoeuvre properly. As the minute passed, the lead speeder drove off to scout the area. The rest of the vehicles followed soon after, speeders at the sides of the swoop vehicle.



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"Comms check, Sol is ready." 

 

The old mercs gaze flicks over to Mariya as he hears her call sign. Since they weren't dealing with enemy combatants he wasn't bothering with a handle. Still, he had to wonder why she'd chosen Ghost of all things. Questions for another time he supposed. After a few moments, the expedition gets moving. The guards take point, one races ahead as a scout while he falls back to play rear guard. With the Force, he was able to do a much better job of looking for danger than anyone else in the caravan since he could just look for signs of life within the living Force rather than relying on his eyes or electronic sensors. 

 

They move slowly, for the most part, traveling under the jungle canopy as the scientists stick their heads out of the swoop. They were carrying odd little contraptions, taking readings, making random statements of excitement, and generally just acting like this was a sightseeing expedition rather than a trip through one of the most hostile locales in the galaxy. Sol wasn't really too worried of course. The only thing that could really ruin their day, besides more Drexl, would be a pack of Maalraas. Those bloody Force stealth using cats where damn near impervious to blaster fire and vicious as.... Well, a Maalraas.

 

"Scout reporting in. We are clear for now."

 

The report comes over loud and clear on Comms. It appears that there aren't any big things waiting for them just yet. Hopefully, it would stay that way. Sol didn't think it would he imagined they'd have to chase something off soon but he could dream.

 

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The expedition convoy continued on, heading towards the marked destination on the map. It was apparently a good site where some of the local fauna and creatures would interact, allowing the scientists to study the planet's ecosystem. The science team might be chilling out, but certainly not the mercenaries. A playlist made up of funky dance songs was played inside Mariya's helmet while she rode on. Her goggles were pulled down, allowing her to use its sensors to try and pick out life forms. It worked well, but there were simply too many creatures being picked up. In the end, she found herself only looking at large heat signatures which were close by. That made the most sense since predators had to be big or in a pack to threaten them. 

 

The journey went well. An hour later, the convoy had settled down in the observation site with the scientists out in the field. Mariya looked at them with interest for a while, trying to see what they were doing. Some fancy technological equipment to measure the acidity of the soil, the weather and simple ones like measuring tapes for taking the length of insects and small creatures. She was glad to be standing under the canopy of trees for some shade, helmet hanging on the speeder.

 

"Hey Sol. What's the most dangerous creature that we could encounter?"

 

She made a private communications chat to Sol Damerin and waved at him not too far away. While waiting for his reply, she pulled out her water canteen and took a drink. 



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Arriving at the observation site without incident was unexpected. Still, there were a lot of them and that would keep all but the biggest predators and largest packs at bay. Unless something particularly vicious showed up. Flipping his goggles up onto his forehead he wipes his brow. Unlike the other mercs, he didn't bother with a helmet which most thought made him foolish. Honestly though, at the speed most speeders went at the only thing a helmet would do is make it so people wouldn't have to scoop up your brains after the crash. Besides, he had the Force.

 

Noticing Mariya's wave and hearing her question he moves over to her. Spotting her canteen he makes a wordless gesture to indicate he wouldn't mind a swig when she is done. He had his own but her's was already open and his was back on his speeder which was about fifty feet back. "Besides the Drexl you mean?" He asks her with a slightly raised eyebrow before shrugging. "There is plenty of mean on this planet I am personally most worried about Maalraas," As he had with the Drexl he pulls out his datapad and opens up the file on the creatures, handing it to Mariya.

 

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"Seriously, everytime you mention a beast, it's going to be a dangerous one."

 

She half jested and handed her canteen over to Sol Damerin, while taking the datapad over for a read. Invisibility, blaster resistance and hunted in packs. The Maalraas was certainly difficult to handle. Mariya could not help if the climate on Dxun had helped to create such ferocious creatures. She handed back the datapad and looked around, analysing their current situation. A couple of wired and power fences were set up and a few mercenaries were posted on sentry duty. The scientists were somewhere in the center, busy with their investigation. She wondered if the fences could hold the beasts at bay if they attacked.

 

"So you already knew about them. No comments on the current perimeter setup? Although I suspect you might sense any danger beforehand."

 

Sol was looking rather chill. The blonde on the other hand, was changing her rifle from the default blaster mode to sniper. Her blaster rounds might not work well against a Maalraas, but her sniper rounds should be more lethal.



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"Dxun is a dangerous place, I've been here before, and if it's a pack of Maalraas that attacks I won't see it coming, not unless I get lucky."

 

Sol rattles off his answers to her statements without missing a beat. He takes his datapad back pocketing it as he watches her fiddle with her gun. She wasn't wrong, a more powerful blaster bolt like you got with a sniper round would do a better job on a Maalraas. Still, she'd be better off switching to a slug thrower or a blade rather than trying to use an energy weapon. It wasn't really his place to make such a suggestion though, instead, he folds his arms and asks a question.

 

"How long have you been doing this?"

 

It wasn't often that Sol actually asked people about themselves. For the most part his, for lack of a better word, stoic nature lead to him being to all appearances slightly anti-social. However, that was more because he spent so much time wandering that he didn't see the point in getting attached to people. It was a lonely life but it meant that when he did make a bond with someone, it was usually because he thought they would meet again in the future. He would also warm up, in his own way, to them. It took a lot to get an obvious emotional response from him but he would start taking an interest in their well being as well as wanting to know a bit more about them. 

 

In short, Mariya was making her way onto the short list of people Sol actually liked.

 

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