by Durasay Mixo » Sun Jun 17, 2018 6:23 am
"Lelia. I'm glad to see you're not stuck in a tank." He smiled, more of a grin, really. His arms were loose at his side, as he stepped closer. The music, such as it was, was different. Yellow-amber eyes focused on her features, and he found himself missing a certain crimson-hued twi'lek just a little more.
"Are the others recovering well?" His words were soft, as if wanting to draw the conversation deeper.
Pantoran | Peacekeeper | Senator | Commanding Presence | Field Commander | Tough | Enhanced Leader | Strong in the Force
Carries: Paired Heavy Blaster Pistols w/ Bantha Eye Lasersight | Vibrosword (+1 Melee Defense) | Utility Belt with gear | Heavy Battle Armor (1/1 Defense)
Languages: Basic, Huttese, Mando'a, Pantoran
"We won't leave anyone behind."