The young Mandalorian had stayed rather quiet throughout their entire trip thus far. He had become a drifter after the destruction of Mandalore, losing contact with most of his clan and many other Mandalorians. Now, Thom spent his time roaming planet to planet, picking up odd jobs in order to earn a bit of credits. Most of the time, he spent the credits on drinks or parts to freshen up his armor. When he was presented the opportunity to explore, the Young Verd didn't hesitate. Perhaps he would find his purpose on this exploration.
But now that was weeks ago. The future seemed bright for the young man, with riches in his eyes. Now, with a ship that was going to burst at the seams any minute the future looked a lot more bleak than it did just a couple weeks past. Once the commotion had started, Thom immediately threw his helmet back on his head, in some futile attempt to save himself should the ship explode into a thousand pieces. He had attempted to fix a circuit that had busted out of the wall near him, but he found no success. After spending precious time trying to fix it, Eliza came over the comm, giving the order to strap up. Scared and with no other hope, the fresh Mandalorian ran back for the seat he found himself in when the whole mess started, buckled in, and awaited what would happen next.
[member="Eliza Raxis"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Formorta"] [member="Trin Halleck"] [member="Bella Eirson"]
