Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26091553-20150419032207/@comment-26272311-20150424020052

(HAHA! Yeah, right. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is tougher than beskar'gam. The mandalorian people kept the mines guarded, and the smiths would sooner die than give up their secrets!)

While Thorn and Shurtagul talked about the details of the job, Arahad came to a decision. He got into the Defiant Light, prepped the ship for takeoff, and asked for clearance. Then, he set the navigation computer for Naboo.

-Halfway through the trip-

Arahad stood up and looked at his work. The armor had been matte white, but now it had been painted blue, for reliability, gray, for mourning a lost love (long story I'm not telling you), and green, for duty.

-Naboo, Shrieking Shaak Cantina-

Arahad looked about. He knew he'd probably find Beauhunt here. Then, he saw him. He walked over, and put his hand on the lads shoulder. "Arahad! Why are you here?" Asked Beauhunt. "To ask if you want to officially join the Alliance. Besides, I need my pistol back!" Said Arahad. (The pistol thing is a joke)