<strong>Name:</strong>Dala Jurin<br/><br/>Wounds: 0/13 - Strain: 0/13 - Soak: 2<br/><br/>Location: The Staging Point for the Attack<br/>Content: Contemplating Strange Thoughts, and Preparing to Join the Assault<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tag: Open<br/>Destiny: 5 Dark 2 Light<br/><br/><hr/>"A beautiful sentiment, Captain." Dala nods his way, a newfound respect for the man, and hurries off in the direction that Jolyn headed.<br/><br/>It took a lot of guts to tell at least one sentient with a lightsaber that she was expected to behave.  It reminded her of more than a few good officers she used to know.  Briefly, she wondered if she was leaving the Captain to die at the hands of people who might dislike his opinion on the 'feud'.<br/><br/>A feud.  She has to stop herself from laughing.  If someone does kill him for referring to their struggles as a feud, he'd deserve it.  She might show them respect for doing it.  Maybe she'd want to kill them for depriving the galaxy of a man with such courage (or foolishness), though.<br/><br/>She will bow her head as she nears the rally point for the attack.  "A lightsaber may draw some fire as we execute these slavers, if you'll have the assistance."<br/><br/>She speaks as much to the Inquisitor as everyone else.  That should be enough to qualify for passing on his message that there were to be no hostages or battle captives.  If she cared all that much, she might have asked if he wanted any alive for interrogation BEFORE they'd be killed.<br/><br/>Ah well, she isn't getting paid anyway.  She waits a bit off to the side and pulls up her hood, watching the preparations.