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Melly's eye twitched at his comment. Her hands clenched into fists, but soon enough relaxed. "What happened to you? Did you make a wrong turn and fall off your ship? Or did you get kicked off because your head is so big that it could weigh a planet down?"

She glanced towards Byter and gave him 'I dare you to say something' look. "Yes, I do have food and no, I'm not going to feed you." Why would she feed someone that had shamelessly insulted her? "I guess saving your life means nothing to you." Melly wasn't going to attack him. She couldn't risk the ship because of petty anger. "I woudn't work for the troopers either. That's a one way ticket to death." Her gazed turned back towards the window. She still had her arms folded. "As far as you're concerned, I could very well be a Sith. Perhaps that's what I'll call myself for now." Melly glanced back at the trooper and gave him a cocky smirk.

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Scorch turned to a panel, opened it to reveal the 'intestints' inside.
"So...Your a Sith huh... Guess that mean's I'll have to disable the ship, lock the door, and remove any life support system in the cock pit... Granted that would eventually kill myself as well... But if it save's my fellow Clone's and Commando brother's, then so be it. Beside's, why do you think I was insulting you? I know a very respectable person who's an exotic dancer, she's quite famous actually... Beside's, Byter over there is the one who insulted you. Now... Let's see... Oh... Hello there.... A bomb in here with us... Thank's alot Mrs. Sith... Now I have to rely on my... What was it... Oh right... My 'Slave army' training..." Scorch sighed loudly and started attempting to diffuse the bomb.
"So... Now that I have to save your live's, mind telling me why you both hate trooper's? Even the one's who aren't exactly 'Military' and are looked down upon and would be hung for treason and numerous other thing's?" Scorch added, still meddling with the bomber's metallic present.
"Hell... Anyone have a nice long story as to why they hate clone's? I have one about a Jedi and a Clone having a kid... Granted not many of... Well... ANYONE know's this but a very small group..." Scorch added, still working.

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Byter jumped up. How did the blinking clone know his name? And wy was there a bomb in the ship!?!?!?!? He jumped to his feet and backed away very slowly. This lone wasn't like the other ones. This guy was crazy. "Let's see. FOr one, a clone killed my best friend for no reason, not one of your lot, but still a clone. Clones have become the new police, in which they keep removing all of my wares for selling, and I recently was arrested for nothing more than insulting one as a small bar-room joke. And, on my escape, I just so happen to be injured by one. You happy?"

His hackles were raised and they weren't coming down. The lone alpha had encountered a threat to his survival, one that it hated with the core of his being. "And how do you know my frakking name?!?!?"

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"Data bank on my helmet.... And um... Hate to disappoint you, but Commando's kill those kind's of deficient clone's... You could say that we're the 'Police' of the Clone 'Police' we kill the clone's that abuse there power, have gone rogue, like the one's you mentioned, and many other job's. And, if you want, I can get you all your ware's back to sell...Wouldn't be that hard for me...." Scorch said, picking between wire's and finding the right one's to cut.
"God...Who'd you piss off to put this kind of bomb in here Jedi Sith person...?" Scorch asked glancing over for a second.

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This clone was confusing. One minute he was spitting out threats, the next he wanted to save their lives.

Melly leapt up and scowled at him. A bomb? How the hell did that get there? Nobody had access to her ship...unless it was some kind of trick, and he was planting it there himself. "How do you know his name, and not mine?" She questioned him, yanking her lightsaber from her belt. "Get away from there!"

She glanced over at Byter, who'd now gotten defensive. It appeared as if they were on the same side. Now she had his story, and name. So that's why he'd ended up where he was. He was trying to escape...it all made sense. She probably would have done the same thing. The nickname would stick, as she'd already gotten used to calling him that.

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"Fine... But I bet you had a bad business deal or something before coming out here. If you wanna take a look that's fine with me. It's an A class detonation charge. Could blast the cockpit to hell and back." Scorch took a few step's back, and took his helmet off, finally.
"This is so you both have reassurance that I won't do anything. If the windshield break's, we all die now. And to answer your question? I didn't take the time to really look at your face. Should I be concerned that you might rip my head off?" Scorch asked casually. For him, this was another day as a commando nothing special.

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BYter just shook his head, exasperated. This clone was definitely something else. Crazy, yet working on a co-operative level with smugglers. Was he really what he said he was, a commando-soething-or-other? Or was he just an outcast one, the black sheep? Byter didn't really give a frak as long as the bomb that could possibly wipe all three of them out was disabled.

He looked at the girl. She was still so mysterious. And she had an air of danger around her, something not uncommon for smugglers, but this chick had one that was off the charts. SHe intrigued him. Now, she knew his name and some of his life story whilst he knew positively nothing about her. Not even her name. "Uh, kid, we might want to go with him on this one. It's better than being blown to kingdom come."

Wait a sec, he did he say an A-class charge? He went through his mental banks and sure enough, an A-class was what he thought it was. Expensive and a very high-quality piece of equipment. If the clone was able to dismantle the bomb, he was going to call dibs on the remains. But first, the guy actually had to go and disarm it first.

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She gave the trooper a reluctant groan and backed off. She really had no choice but to let him disarm it. Melly put the wepon away and simply watched as he removed his helmet. It gave her a bit of comfort, but not much. At least now she knew what he looked like. "Fine...do what you have to..."

Mel glanced toward the other male as he spoke. Kid? She was anything but. "My name is Melly. At least, that's what people call me." She finally revealed. Anything was better than 'kid', although she wouldn't make a fuss about it.

"Looks like we're even then." Melly mentioned towards the trooper, moving farther away from him. Bad habit. She didn't like being around any type of authority. Or bombs.

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"And I'm Scorch... Or if you feel like being a 'by the book' person... Like Fixer, I'm RC-1262...."
Scorch said, putting the Katan helmet on the ground, he walked back over to the bomb, and started his work.
"So... Why do YOU hate Clone's Melly? If you don't mind me asking..." Scorch asked, picking through the wire's and cutting one's here and there.

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"I don't hate them. I just avoid them as much as possible. Who in their right mind wouldn't?" She didn't particuarly like this clone either. Didn't hate him. But didn't like him. She couldn't help but wonder why the bomb had taken so long to go off. She'd already been out here for awhile...just lucky she thought.

"You guys are really nothing but trouble...perfect example is now..." She coughed lightly, then turned to Byter. "Don't ever make me use the force like that again..." Her voice was low, almost a whisper. It was both a warning and a hint. Though she didn't look angry. More liked scared. Using the force terrified her, that's why she had never become a Jedi. If he bothered to ask, she would tell him. But not now.

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"That's not entirely true... We've helped plenty of people... Incuding smuggler's. And I'm appalled you'd say that when this kind of bomb would have to come from a black market....Or The Hutt's.... So.... Which is it? The fat green worm's, or the black market...? And if you don't mind, I kind of need to know where that is, in case I need to 'blend in' with the crowd..." Scorch said, clipping a few more wire's.
"Well now time for my friend's story.... Back after the battle of Genosis.... There where four squad's.... All of them perished except for one member of each. For you Civvies, I'll explain how it would feel... Imagine watching your whole family die, shot, stabbed, burned, explode, and choke to death on poison's...What ever you want.... That's how it is for us Clone's once we loose even ONE of our men.... We are a tightly nit family. After that, Dar, Niner, Fi, and Atin were forced together because they survived. Not even two minute's after meeting each other where they thrown into a mission to save a Jedi padiwan, who was stuck in a hostile camp full of Merc's, and Droids. Her master, or father figure was killed by the chief of security. A Mandolorian. She eventually led the 4 spec ops to VICTORY..." During the word victory, Scorch yanked out a large wire, causing him to grunt with the word. "Afterword's, she and Dar fell in love... A couple month's later, she had a child who was both Clone, and Jedi. Dar's teacher, Kal Skirta decided he'd raise the boy the Mando'ad way... Teach him to be a Mandolorian, AND a Jedi... And that was the last I saw of general Etain.... The messed up part is, you won't find a raster of dead Clone Commando's....Or there boss's..." Scorch said, finally pulling the bomb out of the hatch.
"God... Nearly thought there was no end to this thing..." Scorch let out a small sigh of relief.
"Who did you piss of Melly...Who did you piss off?" Scorch walked over to his helmet,picked it up, and turned to the other two.
"Wanna see what it would have done to your ship?" Scorch asked, a smile, a real smile, growing on his face.
"And you get to see Holographic, or Real deal.... Take your pick if you say yes..."

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"Nobody...I don't think..." Her voice trailed off. She didn't understand. Why would someone plant a bomb on her ship? She hadn't had contact with anybody. Not for a few weeks, at least. "Why did you tell us that story?" She questioned him. Once the bomb was diffused she walked towards and then past the clone. The bomb was now in peices and she gave a sigh of relief. Picking up the parts, she held them and observed the small machine. It didn't look familiar. At all. Unless...

She turned and glanced back at them. "I think this may have been the work of one I the past gangs I worked for. I killed one of their members, my partner, because he tried to kill and rob me. This must have been their way of getting revenge. Melly shook her head and tossed everything to the side. None of that junk was useful to her. "They're on Tatooine...that's where it all happened..." She cursed under her breath. If they found this ship, that meant they knew where she was. If they found her on the planet, she was as good as dead.

The girl began to pace back and forth nervously. "What am I gonna do?" She whined to herself, just loud enough for both of them to hear. Nothing had gone according to plan.

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Byter watched the conversation, feeling slightly guilty for what he was making the girl, Melly, do. But only a little. Tatoinned was the only place where you could repair a ship, no questions asked. Espescially if the ship is unauthorized for flying. "Don't worry kid, you got me and this guy as back-up, and he's a clone. DO you know how much weaponry they have? Trust me, I'm speaking from experience."

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"....If you wan't... I can get you both better gun's... Enforcer pistol's, Trandoshin Slug Thrower, Trandoshin Concussion rifle, Wookie Rocket Launcher, Genosian blaster, Wookie Bowcaster... What ever you need. Beside's I prefer explosive's. And speaking of.... Can I PLEASE launch this into space and blow it up? It'd brighten my day and my mood immenseley..." Scorch spoke, happyness glittering in his eye's.

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Melly wasn't comforted by this thought, but really didnt have a choice in the matter anyways. "Just get rid of it..." She replied to Scorch, who seemed more than happy to oblidge. Her attention turned back to Byter. "So now you think he's not so bad, huh?" She reached forward and grabbed his wrist, then proceeded to drag the guy out of the cockpit. Anytime he resisted, she would just yank harder. She pulled him all the way back to where their ships connected, away from the clone. She trusted the trooper to not blow up the ship, even though he was practically playing with a bomb. "Look Stray, you owe me. So here's the deal. I want you to come with me to see Jabba, BEFORE you get your ship repaired." She didn't mentioned to him why. "Youre going to help me make a deal with the giant worm. If not, you can get back on your ship and the clone and I will be on our way." Melly stared up at him and smirked, knowing he didn't have much of a choice.