Rejoice!

[Cira]

Didn't you get a manly cybernetic implant Nox?

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

Not at all. Why would I?

 

[Cira]

I'm sure someone Lorena Bobbit'd it.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

Cybernetic foot.

 

[Ironwolf]

Beats a wooden one.

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

Nope, Skye. Everything's in working order there.

And, Sarge... 'Tis merely a flesh wound!

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

Let me guess, in your day people had proper eyes?

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

In my day people made friends.

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

Long time ago, hmm?

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

I am getting pretty old for this, I admit.

Can't stop doing what I love, though; Making enemies, and making credits.

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

Why do you make the credits? Do you spend them on something?

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

Making your life span short, you mean.

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

^

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

Can't live without credits. It's what makes the galaxy go 'round.
I've made it this far, Sarge, I'm sure I can make it a little while longer.

 

[Cira]

We'll see about that...

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

Something bad will happen.

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

I've been through a hell of a lot worse, believe me.

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

Such as?

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

Hunted by Hutts for a good portion of my life, evading bounty hunters. Got that all nice and cleared up, though.
Made some enemies by people that seemed to have something a little more personal against me. Still kickin' to this day.

That's just barely the tip of the iceberg, so to speak.

 

[Valiens Nantaris]

You've done well to survive.
I've had a 'few' potholes as well, but no need to relate those.