by Lord Bellious on Thu Jun 13, 2019 3:22 pm
The Bitch was approaching the remote ice-clad coordinates provided by the Mandalorian commando that had secured what remained of the ill-fated hunting escapade of a Massassi troop. With MAHR on board.
"So, MAHR, do you have a good idea what to do with these survivors?" Lord Bellious was in her sealed Fett armour of the Red Wraiths, piloting the freighter with certainty.
Sith Lord | Über-Twi'lek | Shadow | Many-faced Lethan | Has Already Won | Aspirant | No Known Master or Apprentice | Captain of the Bitch | Owner of La Belle Époque | Assistant: Razzya
Passion, X-30 Lancer, Fett Armour, Stims, Palm Stunner, Commlink, Datapad, Hans Scanner, Scramble Key, Virginia the Death Robot (sometimes)
"One must still have chaos in oneself to give birth to a dancing star." - Friedrich Nietzsche