Date: 2017-03-01 05:49 am (UTC)
light_of_willpower: (don't call me a pretty boy)
The growl was more pronounced now, Corssk's clawed hands flexing in anger. It was Zarbon this time who barred him, one arm out imperiously as he gauged the two before him once more. And smirked.

"When I have had my fun, my dear associate" Clearly not that 'dear' at all. "Then you can deal with her as you like." The minute she'd mentioned Jedi--whatever that was--Corssk was out for blood. This might just get interesting...once this annoyance was over with.

Trunks waited a heartbeat, then let his voice pitch out. "We have a deal then?" A glance back, hoping Ahsoka'd agree.

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