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He tested his new arm making a fist, It was weird but it was better than nothing. Reaching up he touched the Left side if his face, it was bandaged. Well He was alive that was good. Walking over he put the cuffs on Quinn. "Another thing you may call me Von not Cryil the Bounty Hunter with the Lightsabers said there was a bounty on me. Just Give me to them"
[member="Julian Solo"] [member="Quinncolson"]
 
"I doubt that," Solo said, "A Jedi Padawan, aren't the Jedi all about having no material possessions and no emotions and all that kark? Not to mention, you look like you could be my younger sister. You're at least seventeen. How does a seventeen year old amass a fortune of nine-hundred-thousand." He looked at Cryil, "Quick answer: They don't." He put the lightsaber away in his pocket once more, "And that bounty hunter was lying. I've got my fingers in the Shadownet and just about every bounty board there is on the Holonet. There is no Cryil, or anyone matching your description. She just wanted you for ransom - which is stupid. You don't kidnap nobodies."
 
"Nobody huh... Interesting" It was true for the most part, Lynn had taught him to keep a low profile and just to jobs for the Coruscant Scum. His lack of skilled during close range combat is what got him in this situation, even so he was a master at accuracy. He just had to keep it quiet. "A nobody who wrecked your ship, Mr. Bounty Hunter...Do what you want to the Jedi, I think we can come to an agreement"
He was playing the Villain, selling out a companion wasn't fun but even so he had to buy time for the Eclair to be finished.

[member="Julian Solo"] [member="Quinncolson"]
 
"In all fairness, plenty of nobodies have wrecked plenty of ships. They're called pilots, and there's over a quintilian of them," Solo snapped back at the snarky remark made by Cryil. He looked at Quinn, cuffed by hand and feet, "And the One Sith also have a military, albeit I don't believe they have a senate. Nonetheless, they are winning the war, and they have been for a decade. I could count the amount of Republic victories with the fingers of one hand, but I wouldn't bother counting Sith victories.. we'd be all night." He rolled his shoulders, stretching them, and took a container from a shelf, bacta, and smoothed it over his hip wound. "It's plain and simple. I side with the guys who win, otherwise I lose." He looked to Cryil, "But, feel free to tell me what you have to offer."

@Quinncolson @Cryil Lynn
 
He was getting annoyed, he hated these types of people, they were to overconfident in their abilities "I have nothing but me and my ship, even If I'll need recovery time I can only offer my services" as he was saying this he was testing out the motion in his Right arm not the best plus with his eye he was at a severe disadvantage. After a quick pause he starts walking around the room "Of course If you want Quinn's ship then that is fine too but I doubt It would be worth much"
 
"Tell you what, I'll drop you off planet-side," he said to Cryil, "IF, you repair your ship for me. Don't even think of trying something. You won't be able to get off this ship without killing yourself - your ship has a hole bigger than a Sarlaac pit sitting under its bow." He looked to Quinn, but still referred to Cryil, "The girl is going in a cell. I don't trust Jedi." His head tilted back, "And if you are brave enough to try something either-way, you won't want to. Your friend here is sharing a cell with our resident bully."
 
The plan sounded reasonable enough. He could try and pull some favors and get a discount at the Shipyard plus while he was there he knew exactly how to slove the eye problem. From the corner of his eye he could see Quinn trying to convey her foolish plan, quickly ignoring her he turned back to Solo "Very well Mr. Bounty Hunter We have a deal" looking back to Quinn he sighed and started walking towards the medical droid. He had enough of Jedi, Sith, and Bounty Hunters.
[member="Julian Solo"] [member="Quinncolson"]
 
The bounty Hunter had left some time ago, something about going to the command deck. Cryil was sitting on the medical bed studying his Cybernetic Arm with his spare but slightly damaged glasses he had forgotten where in his pocket. He was going back to Coruscant and he had to pay for The Eclairs Repair's. He had a lot of savings but he still could still see if he could get some money to cover the cost while planetside. Quinn was being strangely Quiet but considering what had happened he couldn't blame her.
[member="Quinncolson"]
 
She had started Crying. If he was his old self he would have killed her but considering what they had been through he wasn't going to do it. "please be stop crying and figure out a plan that won't involve getting us blown up" He had thought over many scenarios in his head but had only come up with the current one.
[member="Quinncolson"]
 
"um sure and how are you going to do that? You are handcuffed next to a serial killer Trandoshan while your ship is on Coruscant" He was mad, Quinn was very optimistic about her situation. Cryil had talked his way out, well for now, but she was still stuck
[member="Quinncolson"]
 
He shook his head no "Last time I saw it The Hunter was holding it and I can't fight him when I lost half my vision" He walked over to where the medical droid was deactivated and found a small scalpel. Picking it up he did a few practice swings
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