Sorr Kortu
Socially Awkward Smuggler
"Working on it," Holding to Tia's hand tightly, Sorr surveyed the now burning crane. The four men who were firing at them were spiraled onto the floor unconscious. Rory on the other hand was missing, did he get crushed under the crane? Even though he betrayed Sorr, Rory didn't deserve to die. To Sorr no one deserved to die and the thought of having someone's blood on his hands was.... distressing even if he was defending himself.
Sorr shook his head still gripping Tia's hand. "Looks like the coast is clear," Sorr said. "There's definitely more than one exit, we just need to find it."
He began to drag his feet carefully sidestepping the knocked out mercs. "There has to be a Holocomputer somewhere," Sorr said. "It contains a schematic of the building let's look around."
Vletti'azan'uosus
Sorr shook his head still gripping Tia's hand. "Looks like the coast is clear," Sorr said. "There's definitely more than one exit, we just need to find it."
He began to drag his feet carefully sidestepping the knocked out mercs. "There has to be a Holocomputer somewhere," Sorr said. "It contains a schematic of the building let's look around."
Vletti'azan'uosus