"I'd be insulted if you didn't let me go first." Tor said as he took the lead. They'd both been in plenty of bad situations when the "welcoming party" was less than welcoming. They found that letting him go first reduced those unwelcoming welcoming parties by almost half. Mandalorians were very well known as some of the Galaxy's greatest warriors, however many people had never seen one in person. So when Tor came walking down the ramp armored to the teeth most people had second thoughts about messing with the duo, and if they were too arrogant to listen to coming sense we went on a slaughtering spree of explosions, fire, and caused overall mayhem that ended in lots of bloody screaming and panicking. It was always a glorious site to see lesser foes crying in pain and realizing their own stupidity.

They reached the lowering ramp and Tor hit the button and the ship creaked as its hydraulics moved and extended the ramp. "Today is a good day for someone else to die." Tor said with a smile. It was something he said before every mission, for it was a Mando saying that he found particularly funny. He opened the lock on the blast door and it shot upward revealing the ramp and the bay. At the bottom there was a squad of Weequay waiting for them in a not threating stance. "Well the good news is, we won't get shot. Weequay couldn't hit the broadside of a Star Destroyer."