Atton Rand (
stuck_mynock) wrote2009-06-03 09:28 pm
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[OOM] Tython.
They made planetfall a couple of hours ago.
So far, things have mostly just been messing around. They landed in a forest clearing, a little way from a deep but gently flowing river and a waterfall.
Which is where Atton is now. There's a pile of his clothes on a rock by the river, but he's nowhere to be seen, most of the time. Occasionally, he bobs up from under the water, peers around, and goes back down again.
So far, things have mostly just been messing around. They landed in a forest clearing, a little way from a deep but gently flowing river and a waterfall.
Which is where Atton is now. There's a pile of his clothes on a rock by the river, but he's nowhere to be seen, most of the time. Occasionally, he bobs up from under the water, peers around, and goes back down again.
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"Actually I think my finger might be broken. Sorry."
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Its nice to be out of here so quickly.
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"Are they still after us?" he asks worriedly.
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"Yeah. The only way to stop bounty hunters once you've had a contract taken out on you is t'remove their employer from the equation. That way, they won't get paid, no motivation t'keep chasing you."
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At least its downhill to the ship.
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Will says over his shoulder as he runs.
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They reach the entrance, and Atton hurries out, stopping when he sees somebody a little way away.
A Twi'lek woman, with a cylindrical device in one hand, armed to the teeth with various guns.
"Found you!" She chirps.
Atton frowns. Dourly, to Will and Guppy: "I knew talkin' about bounty hunters was a bad idea."
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"What's the quickest way out o''ere?"
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The cylinder beeps, then extends spirals of red, and lets out a long, shrill sound.
Bugs, as large as a dogs, with bright red eyes, start crawling out of the building.
"Go, my laigreks! Devour their eyeballs!" The hunter yells. "Or whatever else satisfies your dietary requirements!"
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