[center][h2]Zar'kun Je'and[/h2][/center]

I come out to the pads just in time to see them pair and I raise my hands, clapping them and using the Force to augment their sound. All the Mandalorians and the two who'd just exited the shuttle face me and I lower my arms. "Xanthippe Naberrie," I exclaim, also augmenting my voice, "it would seem our last conversation failed to leave a lasting impression." The Mandalorians step away, though one pulls Armond away from the Sith Witch as I walk forwards. "You've got a lot of blood on your hands, witch."