<div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/NEkAnom.jpg?1)(http://img05.deviantart.net/a720/i/2012/213/3/6/mando__ade_helga_by_foxbatmit-d59emk0.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>Nyx was pouring himself another glass of liquor while Dunn was wasting perfectly good booze by pushing his own glass away. If he didn't drink it, Nyx would down that one too. His Captain of course wasn't a fan of the weather, and Nyx shrugged his shoulders before tossing him some credits from the job. "You should invest in some Mando armor. I'm dry as a Dewback on Tattooine under here." When<br/><br/>Shard came in, he waved at her with a big smile on his face. Their medic always made him smile with her seemingly endless optimism and inability to get mad. When she came over, she even said she liked it here. She actually said she loved the weather. And it seemed like she meant it. Dunn, being Dunn complained more about the shitty conditions this planet had, but then moved on to business and asked if they found anyone who wanted to fly with them.<br/><br/>Shard hadn't had much luck, and neither had he. "Aside from forceful conscription at the business end of a blaster, nobody is really too willing to follow a bounty hunter on the job," he joked. Looking over at that Houk though, he wondered if having a sparring partner would indeed be fun. Now his eyes were focused on the Miralian and the Houk who was refusing to pay. And then he heard the shots, saw the flashes of light. He was already moving and standing to draw his blasters.<br/><br/>But the Miralian had shot the Houk. And none of his friends had been dumb enough to jump in. So he just sat back down. Lucky them. He watched her stumble over, and was actually impressed at how effective she was while pissy drunk. That was a quick couple brownie points in his eyes. Dunn asked the necessary questions, and she answered before plopping down in his lap. He wrapped his arm around her waist and poured her a glass of brandy. "I like her. She's got my vote, Cap."