Assassin looked at the scene with a quizzical look. Before Scourge could kill anyone, the silent one of the three quickly switched with the annoyance before the maniac could do any damage to the team. He quickly went into his room and got all of his stuff, he was now comfortably in his weathered clone trooper armour, blaster resistant cloak and weapons. His sabre was attached to his hip, his assault rifle stuck on his back with magnets while his shotgun was held casually in his arms. Since the switch, Assassin hadn't said a word and it appeared that "Hidan" got a change in personality.

The Silent One pondered on the fact that he would be dropped on an Imperial Prison Colony. He himself has never been on one of them, nor did the others. They had always stuck around the Outer Rim, only making the odd job in the Middle Rim. The centre of the Galaxy gave him to many memories of the old days.

It was certainly a tough job, something that they weren't used to. Hidan chuckled in his head 'Remember the time you parachuted out of a plane, crashed into a window and jump kicked the target. The targets head went backwards. Ahh, that was horrifying to watch. But funny.' Assassin shook his head at Hidan's reminiscing of the old.

He came back to the conversation, looking at his reptilian team member. He weed for her to stop watching before stepping into the limelight. "[b]Don't you dare **** this up Assassin.[/b]" Assassin rolled his eyes while taking off his helmet, revealing his tattooed face. His face was absolutely blank, no emotions etched on face at all, no twitch and no movement.

Assassin took out a cigarette and lit it up, putting it in his mouth and taking a deep drag. He blew it away into the wall, making sure no smoke would reach the others. "[u]I am in. The pay is good and I have no problem with killing some Imperials. But I have one question to ask the employer. Have you told them about my little "problem" yet?[/u]" He looked at the man with a piercing gaze.