[Spike drums his fingers impatiently against the handle of his lightsaber. Considering he defected to the Jedi and the Republic, he's doubting the Sith they go up against will be happy to see him. He doesn't mind, though, it'll just make the fight more interesting.
He's ready. He may be a good guy, but he'll always crave violence and bloodshed deep inside. He grins sharply, and though his fangs are still hidden, there are a lot of teeth showing. This should be fun.]
[Catty's quiet for the moment, not out of fear or anxiety, but concentration. She stares at the ground, reaching out with her mind towards the Sith on the ship, careful to avoid everyone else on her team, although she's already been around Malik's mind.] They're pretty relaxed for being at war.
[She smirks a bit, although she feels uncertain about her sudden desire to fight. To kill.] It's too bad Resmi isn't here.
[ Haymitch eyes both his little nutjobs. He's seen that look of bloodlust before, more times than he'd care to count.
he turns back to the console. Anyone at first glance would think he was getting ready to take a nap- feet kicked up on control toggles, hands folded over his stomach.
Lightsaber dangling from his belt.
He sighs, watching ]
They're relaxed for a reason.
[ he side eyes them both again ]
The Jedi want the general on The Corsair taken in for questioning. The Republic wants him dead.
[ he yawns ]
Personally, I'm all for waiting and seeing who kills who first.
[Malik keeps somewhat near Catty, leaning against a wall- as capable as the girl was part of him simply wasn't sure about the Republic shipping her off to war. When she makes a comment on the mental state of the Sith he glances to her- he would never be completely sure about her abilities but he could accept and grow used to them. There were many things he was still unsure of in this place.
He doesn't comment, simply regards his teammates interaction before looking to Haymitch.] And how shall we be going about this order?
So long as we bloody go soon, I don't care. [He glares at their so-called leader. He doesn't seem overly battle-ready. Spike disapproves. But it won't matter once they're inside. And so long as he doesn't give Spike any orders Spike doesn't want to follow, they'll get along fine.
[Catty frowns at Haymitch, not even bothering to hide the fact that she's rolling her eyes at him. She'll simply take lead from Malik, if the other man doesn't want to get anything done.] It'll be us if we don't do something about it. [She mutters that before pursing her lips.]
The sooner we get this over with, I'm sure the sooner you can get back to your nap, O Glorious Leader.
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He's ready. He may be a good guy, but he'll always crave violence and bloodshed deep inside. He grins sharply, and though his fangs are still hidden, there are a lot of teeth showing. This should be fun.]
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[She smirks a bit, although she feels uncertain about her sudden desire to fight. To kill.] It's too bad Resmi isn't here.
[A glance at Haymitch.] What should we do?
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he turns back to the console. Anyone at first glance would think he was getting ready to take a nap- feet kicked up on control toggles, hands folded over his stomach.
Lightsaber dangling from his belt.
He sighs, watching ]
They're relaxed for a reason.
[ he side eyes them both again ]
The Jedi want the general on The Corsair taken in for questioning. The Republic wants him dead.
[ he yawns ]
Personally, I'm all for waiting and seeing who kills who first.
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He doesn't comment, simply regards his teammates interaction before looking to Haymitch.] And how shall we be going about this order?
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...Spike's the worst soldier ever.]
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The sooner we get this over with, I'm sure the sooner you can get back to your nap, O Glorious Leader.
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