*the wolfman sighs and grabs something at random off the rack (or whatever they use for holding clothing in star wars* i need to change anyway...*he mutters while carrying the things he grabbed into a changing room, coming out a few minutes later wearing a pair of navy blue leather pants and a white open vest (i. e. the…
*at that moment, the shop door slides open and shrav darts inside, panting softly as it slides closed after him* okay, the patrols have finally thinned out - we can sneak out at any...*he starts to say before catching sight of what briana and everyone are doing, his jaw going slack with stunned disbelief* what in the nine…
*shrav's ears twitch and swivel toward a point, then fold back as he starts heading in the opposite direction* let's haul TRIBBLE - i hear ion engines coming in fast
*a keg of guinness also appears...unfortunately, it appears in mid-air, at which point gravity reminds nick of its existence by applying said keg directly to his left foot*
*a massive 10-layer death-by-chocolate cake with double triple extra chocolate frosting, sauce and other chocolatey topping suddenly and mysteriously shows up on the table*
shrav: that's why i had my head covered...all i need to do is change into casual clothing now and no one will know i was involved - and i suggest we get as far away from this area as possible, because they'll be bringing in the heavy stuff soon, probably with air support
shrav: *crossing his arms and smirking* you're the one who flung them in his face - and then proceeded to talk about it within earshot once you came aboard - not me besides, i have an excuse - i'm a merc, i'm supposed to be crude
shrav: this one sounds like he knows you *he jerks a thumb at jorin while looking at jaessa* is this the mandalorian you tossed your underthings at to make an escape attempt?
*shrav walks up to the group and removes his covering, making sure to keep his back to the remaining stormtroopers so they can't see his face* why is it everywhere you all seem to go, trouble follows in your wake?
(i don't think you realize what thermal detonators do...they VAPORIZE everything within a set area - there's no 'throwing yourself on one to contain the blast' like with other types of grenades) *despite being disoriented by the sudden explosion, shrav still manages to land on his feet and keeps up the volley of fire while…
*shrav ducks behind cover to avoid return fire, then pulls a thermal detonator off his bandoleer and primes it, then tosses it right into the middle of the stormtrooper squad before coming out from behind cover and opening fire to try and distract them from the incoming grenade until it's too late*
*and now the troopers engaged in battle suddenly come under fire from above, a certain wolfman merc with his head and muzzle covered lining up shots with the practiced speed and grace of a veteran gunslinger with his blaster before squeezing the trigger, the high-powered bolts easily bypassing what little energy defense…
ice is ice - water is water; just because one can become the other doesn't mean you can chew one the phrase specifically mentions hands, so no - feet don't count and obviously the jelly needs to be loose because then it's no longer just jelly - it's a container of jelly
okay, try counting to infinity, then - another impossible thing or nailing jelly to a tree, or chewing water or lighting water on fire or drinking the wind or clapping while doing a handstand...do i need to go on? there are many things that are impossible, you TRIBBLE pedants!
you don't need any kind of superlaser to eliminate the ability for the borg to make use of a planet - base-delta-zero is sufficient, because you can't do anything with a planet whose entire crust has been turned into molten slag...except mine any uncovered resources - if there even ARE any - but that's about it