[center][h2]HK-49 "Hank"[/h2][/center]

Storing my rifle and turning on a flashlight that popped out of my head, I initiate my Scorched Earth style, the jets that allow me to use the flamethrowers burning softly at my elbows. "Warning: If they are indeed bio-mechanical, they may be operating on a hivemind. Once one knows we are here, they all do."

[center][h2]Harn[/h2][/center]

Having been unforunate enough to get dragged into this mess with my buddy, I set the rifle to the highest it would go for power output. "First Hayden Twilight's mother, now another Twilight and some crazy protocol droid in a nest of killer Sith Hunter droids who no longer follow the rules. Why am I here again?"