And Scar, your first post is so aesthetic with the banner and the first few words being bolded and italicized :0He was out of his seat and had the Falleen face-down over the bar with his arm twisted up behind his back before anyone realised he'd done so. The cantina went deathly silent except for the thumping bass of overly loud music.
She decided not to fire them yet though, the best option was to try to land without crashing her only ship.
More blaster fire and then... blackness.
"He bothered me," he said, opening the bottle of tihaar and pouring himself a glass. "I should not have to tell him that was a bad idea.
Looking forward to seeing you guys keep sailing on! You've done so well despite all the obstacles y'all have had!Neon glinted off matte black as Tal made his way down the street.
"I warned you twice," he hissed, his voice crackling through his vocoder, palming the vibroblade out of the hidden holster on his hip. He slammed the blade into the bartop less than an inch from the tip of the Falleen's nose. "I don't like repeating myself."
Those thoughts swirled around her mind like a poison dart had hit her and was slowly killing her but making it as agonizing as possible.
As soon as skin came into contact with the glass, he froze, inhaling sharply at the sudden, disorientating surge of emotions and laughter that echoed through the Force, bringing with it disembodied voices.
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