So... not butt kicking time yet.
Sliding his headphone back up, the Nautolan flicked a finger across the side of the music player and queued up another trap remix that dropped the beat as the teen checked out.
There was a Sith coming. Apparently, there were more people who needed finding. Or rescuring. Or butt kicking. To be honest, Zak wasn't really sure just what was going on or going down. He was just the groupie at this point. He'd hang in the back with the band and just see where the night would lead them. And, with Matsu Ike here, he knew from first hand experience that could be some random planet in search of some Jedi Master's long forgotten rap battle.
The Nautolan rolled his head as the rhythm moved through his body, allowing the motion to flow into his arms and legs as he shimmied. Head tails whipped from side to side, as the boy danced to the beat that was dropping in his ears.
He might be stuck on a hulked out star destroyer with no idea what was going on, but at least the music was good.
...the company wasn't that bad either.
Except maybe the Sith dude, but that brah couldn't be half as evil as one of Master Matsu's history tests.
Sliding his headphone back up, the Nautolan flicked a finger across the side of the music player and queued up another trap remix that dropped the beat as the teen checked out.
There was a Sith coming. Apparently, there were more people who needed finding. Or rescuring. Or butt kicking. To be honest, Zak wasn't really sure just what was going on or going down. He was just the groupie at this point. He'd hang in the back with the band and just see where the night would lead them. And, with Matsu Ike here, he knew from first hand experience that could be some random planet in search of some Jedi Master's long forgotten rap battle.
The Nautolan rolled his head as the rhythm moved through his body, allowing the motion to flow into his arms and legs as he shimmied. Head tails whipped from side to side, as the boy danced to the beat that was dropping in his ears.
He might be stuck on a hulked out star destroyer with no idea what was going on, but at least the music was good.
...the company wasn't that bad either.
Except maybe the Sith dude, but that brah couldn't be half as evil as one of Master Matsu's history tests.