Yorik was stunned.... Lady Xirrik was dead. Mr. Zando was possibly moments away from doing the exact same thing to them all. Yorik became completely still and just focused on his breathing. Discipline. Remember your training. Exactly for times like these. His Danger Sense had kicked in immediately when the miraluka approached and entered his personal space and he was on high alert after seeing Lady Xirrik get torn in half.
"Mr. Zando, with all due respect, sir. We've completed every mission that you set before and achieved most of the primary mission objectives within your stated parameters. However, when the situation and environment required split second decision making, we had to make those adjustments and act and react accordingly, sir.
"We... " He maintained his calm in the face of his rising anger. Anger would not help any of them so he went silent.
He admired Astrid's composure in their current situation. Her natural instincts had kicked in to save them all and he realized that he'd paused as he was considering which targets to neutralize first. It was smart to lay his weapons down on the ground at his feet or he'd certainly be tempted to consider using them...
"A new mission, yes sir..."
The Enemy of my Enemy is my Ally. Mr. Zando is the enemy of the Hutts. Insanire. The Sith. He is our Ally and our Patron. He is our Benefactor. There is a price we must all pay in order to achieve our goals. To achieve those goals, if we must do as Mr. Zando asks then we must trust that there is a higher purpose. We must trust. We can trust. In ourselves.
Edited by Cartergame
