Wom-anne looked down at the Imperial Captain.
The body & spirit crushing trauma of the past years of enslavement had changed her. What used to be a mousy droid mechanic who was at peace by the side of her Tech was nowhere to be seen.
As the shots rang out, Dorge turned to see a confident face with a hint of a smirk. The Captain lay motionless, now a mess. "They really messed you up huh?" Calmly she replied "Yea, it was pretty bad"
As she answered, Dorge saw a flicker of that mousy girl, gone in a blink.
They quickly surveyed the massacre surrounding them. Both sides were gone. They had barely survived along with a droid and a twi'lek. Rebels lay dead inside and surrounding the monorail. Stormtroopers lay in formation, having been unwaivering in their devotion to their Captain.
With some quick glances, they all begin to make their way out of this bloody clearing, into the city. They hope to avoid any further surprises while here, but lately life has not been easy for Dorge or Wom-anne
Wom-anne gets into a lot of trouble with Dorge. Might want to find some new aquaintances.
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