I hate my job...

[Edric Vanyan]

Glyph sighed as he and a Amaran named @ZArro moved over the desert lands of Tatooine, his sabers hitting his sides as he walked and frowning as the sun beat down on his back through the cloak. He was riding over the land on a speeder with a freighter high over head and thinking on the way in which she could take out the Krayt Dragon. First they would need banthas, which meant that a certain Tusken Raider group was in for a harsh surprise. With a wide and stupid grin he looked at Zarro. "By the way, if you die make sure not to take me with you."

 

[Vulps]

Zarro flicked his tail at the boy's suggestion. "Don't worry, I reserve my own self for the craziest of schemes. However, you must keep in mind that my services do require a payment. But considering that you only wish for the head, and how this is a fairly rare prize, I would be quite content with taking whatever part of the dragon you do not need. "

[member="Glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

"Deal, now lets hurry up, there is a dragon to kill and Tuskens to rob." He widened his grin and gunned the speeder, shooting over the sands of the desert planet and smiling wider as he came to look at the suns over head. His hands gripped tighter as he turned the speeder up a ramp and up into the cliff where he stopped the speeder and could overlook the areas out around them, looking for a camp or bantha trails to show on the desert surface.

[member="Zarro Verres"]

 

[Vulps]

As Glyph accelerated, Zarro let out a loud growl and placed a paw over his hat to keep it from blowing off. Ever since Vulpesen left, he had been free from the recklessness of youth. But now, he was left to wonder why he was sitting next to a boy, in the passenger seat. "Are you even old enough to drive?" His other paw clutched the seat as he watched the sand race by. Once Glyph sstopped over the tracks, Zarro let out a breath, happy the ride had mercifully ended. "I can't help with the dragon if you give my old heart a cardiac arrest." To punctuate his words, he took his cane and gave the young force user a tap on the head. "And taking banthas from a tusken is no easy task, mind you."

[member="Glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Zarro Verres"]

"Its called self defense, if they start shooting at us, we shut disarm and knock them out, then feed their banthas to the dragon, but first feed the banthas enough detonators to rupture every organ in that thing." He smiled and found what he was looking for and glanced over the much more dangerous way down, though it was a bit faster. "Hang on Amaran, were about to have some fun and this is going to be good." He gunned it again and shot down the cliff as his grin only grew wider, aiming it at the amaran as he turned his head for a moment and looked at him while he drove. "Should i keep my eyes on the road oh great teacher?"

 

[Vulps]

Zarro twitched as the boy recommended the exploding banthas. "That's really going to annoy those Tusken. But that' not even my main concern. Please, try not to go overboard. Killing a Krayt doesn't require ruining the entirety of its body, also known as, my pay." As glyph went off once more, Zarro gripped the seat so hard his claws actually sank into the cushions. "LOOK FORWARD YOU FOOL OF A BOY!" He brought his cane up and repetitively beat Glyph with the wooden object. Maybe it wasn't the safest way to get him to listen, but he was going to die, this pup was going to pay for it.


[member="Glyph"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Zarro Verres"]

"You are no fun..." He smiled and glanced forward, purposefully almost hitting a stone pillar as it came within a foot of causing their untimely death. With a wide grin and a loud sound coming from him he shot off a small ramp onto the level desert once more. The speeder would pause for a moment before shooting through the air again, heading for the trail that he had seen from the look out above. All they needed was the head but if this man wanted the body who was Glyph to argue.