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Ive got a bad feeling about this.
Carth looked over at Spryte, surprised, and stifled a laugh. They waited together for the landing ramp to drop and for Akil and Gatlin to finish scrambling the ships identification codes. The ship still resonated with the stuffy cold of deep space, but Carth knew that outside they would have to combat the brutal heat of Onderons climate.
Maybe you should tell Gatlin, Carth replied. Hes the boss around here. Inexplicably.
Hes not so bad,


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There it was again, that strange presence looming on the horizon. Odd. He recognized this life signature, the pattern of energy this soul put out into the universe. They had worked together once, briefly, until circumstances had forced them to go their separate ways. How odd, he thought with a frown, and how timely.
He stalked the merchant quarter of Iziz, cloaked in a robe that fell in a silvery gray mist around his feet. His arm was aching, or rather, his shoulder ached and it resonated in every direction. Frowning, he opened and clos


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Give it time, Gat. Hell come around.
Gatlin looked up from the coordinate console. At the sight of her, a slow smile spread across his face. He patted the copilot seat beside him and leaned back away from the beeping flat screen. A tall, slender woman dropped into the chair and kicked her long legs up onto the dashboard. His copilot, Spryte, stretched her arms over her head and sighed, gazing out at the milky stars streaming by outside the ship. The silver blots reflected in her dark and smoky eyes.
 
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"My scythe: I like to keep it next to where my heart used to be." -Grim Fandango
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*shares cookies* good to see you on here too.
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Drifting in Darkness,
Dancing with Shadows,
Lost somewhere in Time,
Beyond the Bounds of Reality,
Just on the Edge of Madness.
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