Laandur Solus
Weak, yet powerful.
Objective: Help the civvies, or fight the Jedi?
Equipment: Armor (Right Vibro-wristblade/Cable launcher and left Stun baton/Sedative injector gauntlets), DL-44 (Han's pistol)
Opponent: [member="Jerek Morrows"]
Others: [member="Cotan Sar'andor"] [member="Josh Dragonsflame"] [member="Ador Horn"] [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] [member="Jerek Morrows"] [member="Romi Jade"] [member="Celiana"] [member="Azure Djitred"] [member="Darth Prazutis"]
Laandur was ready to fight his target. He didn't know how this would go, but before he could continue the fight, a storm brewed. One that seemed to come from nowhere. The spy may not have been Force sensitive, but he knew when things weren't right, and this was one of those times. He looked over at [member="Jerek Morrows"], retracting his stun baton and vibroblade.
"Another time perhaps. There are bigger issues than fighting you jetii." Laandur then went to run off, heading to [member="Azure Djitred"] and [member="Tracyn Ordo"] . If he succeeded he would look up at her, hearing [member="Josh Dragonsflame"]. "Oh osik. I've heard of your own allies doing similarly dubious things, but that's not important right not." While he said that to himself, it was out load, which probably wasn't the best thing. "At least you can swallow pride and work with your enemy when the goal's the same." He then looked over, not sure what to do. He wasn't a medic or evac expert, so he looked to [member="Cynthia Solus"] . "What are your orders ma'am?!"
Equipment: Armor (Right Vibro-wristblade/Cable launcher and left Stun baton/Sedative injector gauntlets), DL-44 (Han's pistol)
Opponent: [member="Jerek Morrows"]
Others: [member="Cotan Sar'andor"] [member="Josh Dragonsflame"] [member="Ador Horn"] [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] [member="Jerek Morrows"] [member="Romi Jade"] [member="Celiana"] [member="Azure Djitred"] [member="Darth Prazutis"]
Laandur was ready to fight his target. He didn't know how this would go, but before he could continue the fight, a storm brewed. One that seemed to come from nowhere. The spy may not have been Force sensitive, but he knew when things weren't right, and this was one of those times. He looked over at [member="Jerek Morrows"], retracting his stun baton and vibroblade.
"Another time perhaps. There are bigger issues than fighting you jetii." Laandur then went to run off, heading to [member="Azure Djitred"] and [member="Tracyn Ordo"] . If he succeeded he would look up at her, hearing [member="Josh Dragonsflame"]. "Oh osik. I've heard of your own allies doing similarly dubious things, but that's not important right not." While he said that to himself, it was out load, which probably wasn't the best thing. "At least you can swallow pride and work with your enemy when the goal's the same." He then looked over, not sure what to do. He wasn't a medic or evac expert, so he looked to [member="Cynthia Solus"] . "What are your orders ma'am?!"