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[Mercury]

((OOC: Yes, correct, sorry))

[Shebi Ajava]

((OOC: Ugh, lack of food is making me err. I forget to add 'her' to 'waited for the dug to address'... To clarify:I am waiting for the dug to address me.))

[Mercury]

The store seemed to be carrying two main styles, one for the more provocative clientelle who wanted to show off their body parts and another for the more elegant shopper who wanted to look like a pretty princess. The styles were brightly coloured, and different from the styles from the Union. "You are looking for something for a 'friend', I take it?" the old dug inquired, seemingly used to dealing with Mandalorian women at his store - and notably using language that could go for both clothing and poisons.

[Shebi Ajava]

"Yes. Yes, I am. Unfortunately, what you have on display here isn't really her style. Maybe you have something that wraps her up nicely?", Ajava replied using the same ambiguous language.

[Mercury]

"I do indeed. Why don't you come inside and have a look?" he noted, guiding her into his ship, where Ariana and Trigiel would be.

[Shebi Ajava]

Ajava simply nodded and followed the old dug into the ship. As she stepps inside, she pulls down the hatch behind her making sure the dug hears it, and hopefully making him turn around.

[Mercury]

The dug turned around, looking somewhat confused at Ajava for a moment

[Fecta Trigiel]

From his position, Trigiel used the force to sense the Dug, when he turned around, the cyborg padawan jumped out of hiding and hit the poor guy, aiming at knocking out the Dug.

[Shebi Ajava]

"Your time of peddling dishonourable wares is over, old man.", she stated just before he is whacked by the cyborg.

[Fecta Trigiel]

((OOC: ... I didn't press anter, why am I posting?))

[Mercury]

((OOC: Trigiel, can you give me an attack score as if you were attacking - any style you choose, I just need the numbers on the three rings. No first round penalty either))

[Fecta Trigiel]

((Check: 7 = 7 Force Level -- , score of 7 on all rings, using trained combatant style.))

[Mercury]

((OOC: You can give me the number without the actual check fill in?))

[Fecta Trigiel]

((OOC: 7 / 7 / 7 - using trained combatant style (unarmed)
7 / 7 / 7 - using trained combatant style (unarmed)))

[Mercury]

Trigiel smacked the old Dug with the force, who stumbled, but didn't fall over. Clearly the dug was off balance and injured now, but he did not go down! Then... bam... he fell. Knocked out on the ground.

[Ariana Danacia]

((OOC: It is time for dinner I will be back in 30-40 minutes.))

[Mercury]

((OOC: We're almost done I think))

[Mercury]

((OOC: I suggest we simply round up))

[Fecta Trigiel]

((OOC: I think we will be bust for 30 minutes, chat round-ups are often actually taking up some time, however, I am in favour of finishing this first, and then eat. In any case, I can also eat while posting, but prefer not to))

[Shebi Ajava]

((OOC: I think Chriz is already gone... Right then, while we wait, a question out of curiosity. Why did Trigiel have to repeat the number he gave? I have wrecked my brain finding a good reason (my current hope is that the ST has some kind of automatic combat thingie that needs the number in combat syntax)?))

[Mercury]

((OOC: Because I thought that he posted an incorrect check, since everything seemed to be missing))

[Mercury]

((OOC: It looked as if he misposted and was still trying to figure out how to post it properly, basically))

[Fecta Trigiel]

((OOC: untrained combat is very... silly sometimes :P))

[Mercury]

((OOC: It is ^_^))

[Shebi Ajava]

((OOC: Indeed. I think all other styles he knows require a lightsaber, and that would be weird. KOing someone with a lightsaber... Anyway, I have already had dinner T_T))