Have you considered that my smooth lines are part of my merits? [ He splays a hand over his chest, cocky grin firmly in place. ] Part of the whole 'Lance' package, baby!
[ On that note, he's jogging out of their makeshift shelter and into the storm, a traitorous tickle ringing at the back of his brain: what merits? But there's no time to dwell on Ahsoka's remark when he's being buffeted by the sandstorm, hairs at the back of his neck raising with each lighting strike that lights up the horizon.
The only good point to all this is that bones have been scattered across the desert, and it's easy enough to pluck some out of the dust and run--not walk--back.
By the time he's returned, he's covered in a fine layer of sand, in his hair and on his suit, making a face as he spits some out of his mouth in small kaffs. ]
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[ On that note, he's jogging out of their makeshift shelter and into the storm, a traitorous tickle ringing at the back of his brain: what merits? But there's no time to dwell on Ahsoka's remark when he's being buffeted by the sandstorm, hairs at the back of his neck raising with each lighting strike that lights up the horizon.
The only good point to all this is that bones have been scattered across the desert, and it's easy enough to pluck some out of the dust and run--not walk--back.
By the time he's returned, he's covered in a fine layer of sand, in his hair and on his suit, making a face as he spits some out of his mouth in small kaffs. ]
Can't say I recommend the field trip!