Y2kjbk was fed up. For weeks he had been negotiating, pleading for his life, debating, and it had all been getting on his nerves.
“Let’s just end this. We’re so close to the end, let’s get it over with.”
“Fine by me.” Said Yoyoyozo, and shot him.
Y2k looked down at the blaster wound in his chest. “That’s not what I meant…” were his final words. Yoyoyozo moved forward to inspect the body, and went pale.
“I suppose this means I am locked in a room with a Jedi and a Bounty Hunter?”
Y2KJBK, also known as JHARED MONTFERRAT, an IMPERIAL OFFICIAL, has been lynched!
“Indeed,” came the reply, from right behind him, as the lightsabre activated. Yoyoyozo fell to the ground.
YOYOYOZO, also known as WINSTEL GREELANX, an IMPERIAL OFFICIAL, has been killed!
Hellenic Riot and Wjessop stood facing one another for a second before leaping into action. Wjessop raised his lightsabre, but Riot dived forward and knocked it across the room.
Riot looked up to see that Wjessop had grabbed Greelanx’s blaster from the ground. The sound of the shot rang in his ears. To Wjessop’s surprise, the Bounty Hunter was still standing.
“Ah.” Said Wjessop, “I see you earned your armour after all. I suppose we’ll call it a truce?”
At that moment, an explosion rocked the ship and the two of them lost sight of one another.
“Tractor Beam offline.” Came an automated voice. With the Falcon and Slave I in the Hangar, both the Jedi and the Bounty Hunter would now be able to leave.