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Subject 73 Red
Dr. Droideka
Annasari
Leenic stood in the hangar bay of the giant Zweihander Union dreadnought Natalus. He hoped that his call to his long-time friend and commander Red had not fallen on deaf ears, and that the bounty hunter he hired for extra protection (and to burn some unneeded credits) didn't get cold feet. He knew treasure hunting wasn't exactly the most exiting of missions, but this was important to him to complete. Mk3 Battle Droids scurried around the hangar doing whatever tasks were assigned to them, but paying very little (if any) attention to the bounty hunter and his ship. Leenic heard the foot steps of a larger droid and another man and turned to greet them. "Ah, Dr. Droideka, nice to see you."
Leenic stood in the hangar bay of the giant Zweihander Union dreadnought Natalus. He hoped that his call to his long-time friend and commander Red had not fallen on deaf ears, and that the bounty hunter he hired for extra protection (and to burn some unneeded credits) didn't get cold feet. He knew treasure hunting wasn't exactly the most exiting of missions, but this was important to him to complete. Mk3 Battle Droids scurried around the hangar doing whatever tasks were assigned to them, but paying very little (if any) attention to the bounty hunter and his ship. Leenic heard the foot steps of a larger droid and another man and turned to greet them. "Ah, Dr. Droideka, nice to see you."