It is said correctly that law exists not for the just but for the unjust, for the just carry the law in their hearts, and do not need to call it from afar. I bow to no one and give service only for cause.
@HATER0FSAND —with *great* difficulty. But this wasn’t a completely impossible task, seen from the fact that they were now close to the abandoned shuttle they had previously arrived here with.
“We’re almost there,” he called out. “You can grumble and protest all you like after this.”
@HATER0FSAND The bounty hunter sighed. ‘Yeah, whatever you say’, he thought. He was not in the mood to argue with a crazy barve who’d rather go down in an idotic way rather than let himself be hauled back to safety.
He continued to silently drag the heap of violent machine across the dunes—
—I was named after a Kaminoan word. Boba—means ‘wave.’ One of the Kaminoans suggested it,” he replied. “Technically—she was the one who named me.”
He paused for a reaction—and for a drink. He decided to take some time to empty his cup for good.
Boba raised one brow warily when the other leaned forward. But he himself remained still, weighing the other man’s words as well as the fact that he *couldn’t* sympathize with those ‘others’… who were unlucky enough.
They were bred for war. Soldiers. They didn’t need a father—
again, the young man falls silent for a moment, giving three small nods as he moves to take another drink. once he swallows, and sets his cup back down, he leans forward, folding his hands together on the table.
“you were very wanted. lucky for you, I imagine, to be loved --
—showering them with love and affection. They only needed to be strong enough to do what they were bred to do.
He pondered the man’s question now. The other man *clearly* didn’t know who he was, then. And that was understandable, knowing where he came from.
“My father told me—