Noah Corek
Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
Valery Noble
Noah had never really relied on droids much in the field, except for the few sentient ones he had known in his travels. Non-sentient droids had a habit of rubbing him the wrong way, so he learned skills that these droids usually filled which in this situation happened to be demolitions work.
As she followed him he made sure she got a good view of what he was doing: where he was placing the charges, how he was placing the charges and what exactly he was placing the charges on. He came across one crate that caused him to grin. "Ah, rhydonium. The illegal miners, terrorists and mercenaries explosive of choice. Easy to source, highly explosive and rather simple to modify. Of course it is also rather unstable..."
He listened to her speak about her childhood and nodded along, when she asked about his own he smiled in thanks. "Coruscant born and raised, Level 1781. Mom was a Mandalorian bounty hunter and dad was a Morellian who worked for the Republic. I'm the oldest of three, dad left a little after my little brother was born so I help raise him and my little sister. Once I was of age? Joined the army, became a commando and the rest is history."
After he finished talking he finally planted the last charge and quickly shut the crate he had put it into before pulling out the detonator and syncing it to the charges. "Alright, charges placed and synced to the detonator. We're good to go. Check the door and make sure nobody's out there."
Noah had never really relied on droids much in the field, except for the few sentient ones he had known in his travels. Non-sentient droids had a habit of rubbing him the wrong way, so he learned skills that these droids usually filled which in this situation happened to be demolitions work.
As she followed him he made sure she got a good view of what he was doing: where he was placing the charges, how he was placing the charges and what exactly he was placing the charges on. He came across one crate that caused him to grin. "Ah, rhydonium. The illegal miners, terrorists and mercenaries explosive of choice. Easy to source, highly explosive and rather simple to modify. Of course it is also rather unstable..."
He listened to her speak about her childhood and nodded along, when she asked about his own he smiled in thanks. "Coruscant born and raised, Level 1781. Mom was a Mandalorian bounty hunter and dad was a Morellian who worked for the Republic. I'm the oldest of three, dad left a little after my little brother was born so I help raise him and my little sister. Once I was of age? Joined the army, became a commando and the rest is history."
After he finished talking he finally planted the last charge and quickly shut the crate he had put it into before pulling out the detonator and syncing it to the charges. "Alright, charges placed and synced to the detonator. We're good to go. Check the door and make sure nobody's out there."