Korrus, Friday Afternoon Fandom Time

[thedadalorian]

The rumor of Mandalorians being spotted that Greef provided was turning out to be false. The odds hadn't been great, this being a known former (?) Imperial planet out here.

Then again, Imps tended to show up anywhere and everywhere still. But that could always be the narrative trying to wrangle Din back into being important to the plot no matter how much he resisted.

The main issue, however, was in having a 'partner' along for the ride. Yeah, he wasn't good at the whole small talk thing. Or trying to explain politics. Or trying to explain what a Mandalorian even was.

"You could have stayed back on Nevarro," Din said instead of dropping his still helmet covered face in his hands like he wanted to.

Where was a cadre of murderous space fascists to attack when you really needed them?

[for the 'guest'!]

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[thedadalorian]

"I'll consider it." Never. He would consider it never.

[flourish_or_perish]

"My birthday's in August," Faye said helpfully, like the Gregorian calendar meant anything in this galaxy.

[thedadalorian]

Hopefully she wasn't too surprised by his pausing mid-reload of the rifle to stare at her for that. Because no, August didn't mean anything in this universe.

[flourish_or_perish]

"What, do you not do birthday gifts?" Faye asked, totally misinterpreting what might have confused him there.

Also she should also reload, but that might provide some issues given how limited her ammo was.

(Faye usually just showed up and looked pretty, okay? This was why she needed a sweet disintegration rifle instead of a handgun.)

[thedadalorian]

It still took ammo! Look at the ammo it took!

"Maybe you should start with a blaster." And not your super weird projectile gun.

[flourish_or_perish]

But probably more ammo?

"Do they do that?" she asked, intrigued as she loaded in more bullets, casually keeping an eye out for these truly terribly-bad-at-shooting troopers. "'cause I'm interested in the poof part."

Poof, yes. Look, you describe disintegration via onomatopoeia.

[thedadalorian]

"If you hit the power coupling on that speeder, it might." It wouldn't but oh man, the explosion would be spectacular.

[flourish_or_perish]

"I wonder what bullets'll do to it."

Faye knew neither what a speeder nor its power coupling were, specifically, but she could make a pretty educated guess, here.

She wasn't that great a shot. It took her two tries to manage to hit it.

[thedadalorian]

There were more of those Wilhelm screams as stormtroopers went flying. "See? That works."

[flourish_or_perish]

"What is their...point, exactly?" Faye wondered, watching the flying stormtroopers in delight. "I mean, they're not very...effective."

At riding their funny little bike things, maybe.

[thedadalorian]

"Large numbers, mostly," Din said, scanning the horizon for more of them. "Some aren't this easy to deal with."