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After landing, Sabine got her men sorted out, and with her captain's blessing, decided to go for a perimeter patrol. The fighting was fierce, but the work had to be done, to make sure there were no spies or infiltrators.

Unfortunately, some stray blaster bolts managed to hit the Blue Mando, but she soldiered on.

OOC:D1 EA Brawn (Resilience), Contested Wounds, Hard: 2eA+1eP+3eD 1 failure

4 wounds suffered

Azura had decided to see what the city has to offer, but stupid war zones always get in the way...and she wasn't as quiet as she could be. Still, maybe not all was bad...

D1 EA stealth in contested area- hard difficulty: 3eA+1eP+3eD 0 successes, 1 Triumph

4 wounds taken

She is wounded but when she takes cover she finds a cache of stimpacks, four, hidden in a wall and fifty credits someone was probably saving for a rainy day. Course now the building was just a husk of what once was.

Well that was lucky. Guess it's my rainy day!

Azura quickly claimed the package and packed it away on her belt before slipping out and looking around.

OOC: Going to assume these two characters are in eye sight of each other if they wish to patrol together? Not sure what is happening here.

OOC: Fine for me

Sabine Kryze wrote:OOC: Fine for me

Dapper Dog wrote:OOC: Going to assume these two characters are in eye sight of each other if they wish to patrol together? Not sure what is happening here.

(Ooc - fine for me also! I was just jumping on a popup)

Meanwhile not far there was a man taking holo images of the destruction while overhead a Mandalorian gunship zoomed by. Though none of them can tell if it got a look at them or not…

Sabine nodded to the unfamiliar woman, and the unfamiliar man. "Ma'am, sir. This is a warzone, can I ask for identification?" She asked as a bolt flew by her head, and she glanced up at the gunship.

There was a small narrowing of eyes.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

Oh, great, one of those. She tapped to her command insignia. "Sergeant Sabine Kryze, Republic military ma'am. Here on patrol duties."

"Huh...ok. Azura Mora of the Midnight crew. And seriously, enough with the ma'am crap, makes you sound so old" Azura produced some quite new looking id.

"Patrol? This isn't republic controlled yet right? I mean, I got shot at so seems a tad early to patrol."

"I'm patrolling so that people don't sneak in and shoot us during our sleep." She stated simply, withholding a sigh.

"May I ask about your business here?"

"I assume you mean here the city" Azura checked, before continuing "scouting the area, seeing what's around. Might as well learn the lay of the land so the land doesn't lay me down with surprises!"

Sabine nodded. "I see." Was her response at first, before glancing around. "Good idea." She gave an approving nod, before looking towards the man. "Any idea what he's doing here?"

"My guess would be taking pictures" Azura said with a shrug, looking at the guy as well "journalist maybe? Or as I'd call him, a bloody moron. You should go tell him this is a warzone or something if you're on patrol. Or do you want me to do it?"

"No, I'll do it. Want to stick together for now? Or would you prefer to go off on your own?" She asked, though she did prefer the first option, even if she was a mercenary.

"Could be fun to see you in action" Azura grinned "so I'll come with."

There was a raised brow behind her visor. Who is this chick? She (they) appraoched the man slowly, Sabine was keeping an eye out all the way just to be sure.