Atton Rand (
stuck_mynock) wrote2011-05-21 06:00 am
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OOM: Atton and Fett.
The ring on Atton's ship looks like it's undergone a renovation of sorts - though the faint smell of ozone in the air suggests this was probably not out of choice on Atton's part. Atton leads Fett in.
"So, what should we set the prize money at this time?" Atton asks, fiddling about with a console by the lockers. "My opening bid is twenty-five thousand credits."
"So, what should we set the prize money at this time?" Atton asks, fiddling about with a console by the lockers. "My opening bid is twenty-five thousand credits."
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Great. All that, and he's still got the initiative...
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Atton moves forward to throw a few light jabs at Fett's shoulders.
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In fact, it might be worth noting that he's awfully focused on Atton's face and not on the rest of Atton.
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You do enjoy being on top, don't you?
...and concentrates on fending off blows before attempting a chop at Atton's knee to try and get Atton off his chest.
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