The Start of Something Beautiful

[Nyx]

"Are you sure you're qualified to do this?"
Nyx sighed as she rubbed her temple, feeling a headache coming on. She had been hired, along with another mercenary, to act as a bodyguard for this guy while he tried to get off Narr Shaddaa. Apparently he had a lot of enemies, and she was beginning to see why.

"Yes, I am certain I am qualified to make sure you don't get killed."
The woman crossed her arms as she waited outside the office building for the other merc, [member="Talia Mark"]. She didn't know anything about her, but hoped she could lighten up the job.
If this guy kept annoying her, then she might just kill him herself.​

 

[Slot 8]

"That's a load of kark! Since when do I need a license to enter a swoop race?!" ​

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Talia looked down at the papers she'd obtained with a frustrated expression. Since when did a measly piece of paper matter when you were living the fast life? Sure, she'd never actually raced before. Hell, she'd never even owned a bike! But it would've been fun to try it out, dammit!​

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She walked out of the office building with a sharp sigh before remembering why she was actually here. Another merc who went by the name of [member="Nyx"] (She wasn't really sure if that was just an alias or if the woman was actually born with a three-letter name. If so, that had to be one hip set of parents.) was waiting outside along with their less-than-pleased client.​

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"Can we please stop wasting time and get going? Unlike some of you, I actually have important things to do with my life!"​

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Talia rolled her eyes, crumpling the piece of paper in her in her hand before setting it on fire.​

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"Alright, alright! Don't get your panties in a wad, we're going!"​

 

[Nyx]

If this guy said one more thing that pissed her off, she was going to punch him.
The whole time she had been with him, it was just non-stop complaining, about every fething thing. Not to mention his not-so-subtle ogling of her ass.
His latest whine left her eye twitching, and her teeth gritted.
"Give me a reason, ass-hat." She muttered under her breath, glancing at [member="Talia Mark"].
She made a face of disgust at her, jerking her head at their charge.
"I don't know about you, but I almost feel like giving him to his enemies." She mouthed.​

 

[Slot 8]

Talia gave Nyx a quick smirk before turning her attention back to their employer.​

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"Can I request something before we head out into the great beyond?"​

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She walked up to the man and swiped the hat right off of his head. She reached into the rim and found a small cylindrical tracking device hidden in it. She held it up for the man to see.​

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"Leave the work to us, and shut your trap. Honestly, you sound like a newborn Nexu. Also, see this? This is why we're protecting you. Because you have no idea what this little device does. We're the professionals. Ere go, we know what we're doing. Understand?"​

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Her tone was friendly and condescending at the same time. The man stared dumbfounded at her and the tracking device.​

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"I have never been more insulted in my life! I'll have you know that I'm perfectly capable of-"​

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His sentence was cut short as Talia suddenly tackled him. A blaster shot flew above their heads not seconds later.​

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"See? Professionals." ​

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[member="Nyx"]​