[hr][hr][center][h1][color=pink]Yazmin Kondra[/color][/h1]
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Yazmin had been slightly alarmed by the woman's turning, especially as her gun was drawn. However, once it was clear to both herself and Gaelden that the woman was shooting past them, Gaelden grabbed her by her mechanical arm and pulled them both to cover. She took refuge behind the large man, hiding her small body from potential blaster fire. She was a good fighter, but she didn't always trust her aim. However, when the Ortolan spy was shot down, followed by one of the hired muscle, she saw an opportunity to strike. 

[color=pink]"Got him, Gael."[/color] She said to her parter, rolling over her left shoulder as she drew her blaster from her belt and took quick aim at the brute's chest. She squeezed the trigger, the recoil jolting her frame as the blaster-bolt sail into the Thug's head, causing his skull to splatter across the alley wall, thus ending the engagement. She sighed, then reached up and grabbed Gaelden's coat, using his superior wait to pull herself upright. She chuckled, somewhat amused by the fact that her poor aim had come in handy for once. [color=pink]"Well, I don't want to end up in cuffs tonight, so let's make ourselves scarce."[/color]