The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax's eyes wander across the zeltrons body as she undid the outift a little, a small smile forming on his face as his eyes locked with hers. "Blast you and your people's 'abilities'.[/color]" The Jedi lying on the ground groaned loudly, announcing his presence once more. Dax groaned and closed his eyes, "And blast you too." the man directed at the Jedi, "Maybe we should deal with our audience first...drop him off wear ever he belongs." Dax bent down to glare at the man, roughly at eye level with him. "Where's your camp?" The Jedi glared back, estimating him. He then gestured with his head towards where the camp was.
[member="Azlyn Ike"]
[member="Azlyn Ike"]