Blessed are the peacemakers
Tracyn slowly walked over the Imperial troopers, glancing to the Jedi and then to Havoc squad. He sighed, placing his hands on his hips. He glanced at the drugged up woman, but realized it was not his god damn problem.
A single Sith trooper came from behind Tracyn, vibrodagger raised above his head. Tracyn pivoted and grabbed the man by his wrist, and twisted his arm, bringing him down and to the side. Using his leg in a sweeping motion, the man fell to the floor. He slammed his knee, followed by his body weight, on top of the man's neck. He died almost instantly. Tracyn cooed him, and then stood up.
"Deck clear, from what I can tell."
In combat and in times of war, he was a man of few words.
A single Sith trooper came from behind Tracyn, vibrodagger raised above his head. Tracyn pivoted and grabbed the man by his wrist, and twisted his arm, bringing him down and to the side. Using his leg in a sweeping motion, the man fell to the floor. He slammed his knee, followed by his body weight, on top of the man's neck. He died almost instantly. Tracyn cooed him, and then stood up.
"Deck clear, from what I can tell."
In combat and in times of war, he was a man of few words.