<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/786589781341966338/89su4zNj.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Septimus Cortess (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269894.msg13313651#msg13313651)<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Somewhere<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br/><strong>Defense:</strong> 0/0   <strong>Soak:</strong> 4    <strong>Wounds:</strong> <del>0</del> 5/15   <strong>Strain:</strong> <del>0</del> <del>3</del> 0<br/><strong>Injuries:</strong> None (5 wounds)<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> <br/><strong>Maneuver:</strong> <br/><strong>Action:</strong> <br/></em><hr/><br/>Septimus got down with tiny and with her put his back into the lever to manually release the landing strut to force the pod enough off the ground for the hatch to be exposed and whoever was inside of it to be allowed to finally get out.  It was...agonizing and back breaking work to say the least, and unlike his companions, Septimus was perhaps a couple of years past what many would consider the prime of his life.  At the same time it was clear among the three he had far more physical raw strength than the other two.  It did not mean it was easy for him, and part of the way through with sweat streaming down his face inside of his rebreather, Septimus gritted his teeth and hissed between them.<strong>"Sithspit!  I am getting too old for this..."</strong><br/><br/>Finally with a large metallic groan and *clank*, the struts engaged.  Septimus was breathing hard and rubbing at the small of his back, looking about and as such missed the occupant being near unceremoniously being dumped upon the yellowish dirt and ground.  He heard the sound she made, and her voice was what caused him to whip his head about, and then stand there, stunned by the view which was before him.  The woman was stunning in a very exotic way he had never seen before and as such caught him off guard.  He had the presence of mind not to stare so as not to make the female uncomfortable, but so as also perhaps in a way not to disrespect Tina or Miria.  After all he had seen it enough before with Victoria and her sister when men were fawning all over Lyda and did not pay any attention at all to Victoria.  He did not want in some way any form of resentment to start.  Not they were thinking such as everyone had far too much more on their mind, but it did not hurt to be cautious.  Septimus had also once been on a mission where he was the only male among his fellow female Jedi Knights and it had been...educational was about one word he would use to describe it.<br/><br/>At the female's voice asking about "friends" was when Septimus noticed the sound of the vehicle out in the distance which they could still not see more than twenty meters at best.  He frowned and looked about.<strong>"No, they are not.  Miria, if they are this close even with the sithspawn visibility they liking have a reckoning on where the pod is.  Disabling its transponder I think will gain us little.  Also they sent four men in search of use when we more or less crashed, it is reasonable to assume we will face similar, or if they have reported back on what happened before, greater odds.  I think our best bet is to retreat in a direction away from the vehicle sounds as fast as we can.  Thoughts?"</strong>