Gilamar Skirata
The most important step is always the next one
"Wait!"
But he saw the movement too late. The sound of a blaster went off, and his mercs jerked forward, but the body slumped to the floor. They looked to him in confusion, the private chatter was ablaze with questions. It was so loud he had to simply turn it off. Walking over to the the man he put two fingers to the man's neck, just under the chin. Still alive? He looked over to the Jedi in confusion, though his black tinted visor and helmet hid his physical emotion.
"Still alive," he said just loud enough for the Jedi to hear, "But his pulse is slow." A stun bolt? But why would a prisoner set his own weapon to stun and shoot himself in the head? The man's eyes told how ready he was to end his own life...So why?
But he saw the movement too late. The sound of a blaster went off, and his mercs jerked forward, but the body slumped to the floor. They looked to him in confusion, the private chatter was ablaze with questions. It was so loud he had to simply turn it off. Walking over to the the man he put two fingers to the man's neck, just under the chin. Still alive? He looked over to the Jedi in confusion, though his black tinted visor and helmet hid his physical emotion.
"Still alive," he said just loud enough for the Jedi to hear, "But his pulse is slow." A stun bolt? But why would a prisoner set his own weapon to stun and shoot himself in the head? The man's eyes told how ready he was to end his own life...So why?