"We should be. I'd hope. We won't be completely safe until we're out of the system."
As Atton cocks his ear slightly, listening to something, there's a slight tickle of cold by Guppy's ear.
Then, the Clown is leaning there, close. "Showtime."
He's gone in an instant, as something bright and burning comes zooming over the edge of the pit towards them. Atton flings a hand up, sending it flying away to one side, where it explodes.
Three figures come to the edge of the pit. They're droids, not unlike Teja's training droid, but silvery with blue eyes.
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"We should be. I'd hope. We won't be completely safe until we're out of the system."
As Atton cocks his ear slightly, listening to something, there's a slight tickle of cold by Guppy's ear.
Then, the Clown is leaning there, close.
"Showtime."
He's gone in an instant, as something bright and burning comes zooming over the edge of the pit towards them. Atton flings a hand up, sending it flying away to one side, where it explodes.
Three figures come to the edge of the pit. They're droids, not unlike Teja's training droid, but silvery with blue eyes.
"Delighted Exclamation: Greetings, organics!"