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7: A Strange Situation

Dona swore as sparks flew out of the black chassis of her latest project, slightly singeing her overalls. Upon hearing a light chuckle, the twi'lek turned to glare lasers at her alleged “assistant" from beneath her goggles. “Enjoying yourself?"

Ado wasn't even trying to hide his smirk as he returned his attention to the holographic schematics he was supposed to be using to help guide her repairs on D8-D35. “I told you that wire wasn't going to fit there."

“Well where the hell else is it supposed to fit?!" Dona snapped, throwing her hands up in the air in frustration.

Ado shook his head, “I don't know. The schematics just say that there should only be three wires there, not four."

“So why are there four inputs?!" Dona was seconds away from ripping her lekku from her skull. “Not having four wires will leave the circuit open and then the joint won't function properly! Who designed this thing?!"

Ado shrugged “You did say there was nothing easy about Dees."

Groaning, Dona sat down on a nearby stool. “Whoever manufactured the D 8 - D line needs to die a slow, painful, death. This is not how you design a droid!"

“Well, now you know why he was thrown out." Ado supplied “Whoever owned him probably couldn't get a refund."

Dona sighed “And here I thought the reprogramming would be the hard part." Taking a moment to collect herself, the twi'lek stood back up. “Right, hand me those clippers, I'm redoing the wiring on this joint completely."

Ado's eyebrows shot up “That seems a little drastic don't you think?"

Dona grit her teeth, “A smart man once said: 'when a problem seems too big to handle, destroy the entire planet'."

Ado blinked “Okay… was this 'smart man' named Darth Malak?"

Dona shot the vigilante a puzzled look “You know who Malak is but had never heard of the Clone Wars?"

Ado winced “Boba told you 'bout that did he?" At Dona's smirk Ado sighed “Of course he did. I learned about Malak while trying to stop Traven. Apparently, he's the reason Taris is such a nightmare to live on." He held out the clippers to the twi'lek “Well, one of the reasons anyways."

“Fair enough." Taking the clippers, Dona began the process of removing all the old wiring. The next few minutes passed in relative quiet. Dona would ask for a new tool or wire, and Ado would provide. She'd almost finished the rewiring when suddenly they both heard the front door to the apartment open on the other side of the droid.

“What. Is. That?" a familiar voice growled out. “And why is it in my living room?"

Dona froze and slowly turned to glare at Ado “I thought you said he wouldn't be back until next week?"

The vigilante had the decency to look sheepish “Er… guess I was wrong?" Slowly he stepped around the droid and raised a hand to wave at the grumpy bounty hunter “Uh… hi Boba…"

Said bounty hunter growled from his position in the doorway, still fully armed and armored. “Answer the damn question you two."

Before either of them had the chance to however, the two white lights of the droid's eyes lit up as he activated. “Hello master!" he said in a deep, het intensely cheerful voice “How may I pleasure you today?"

After an awkward beat, Boba cocked his head to the side “What?"

Before anyone had time to react, the droid was stepping forward, “I am here to serve your every-"

CRASH!

Dona winced, she had yet to finish rewiring the joint of his left leg, and when the droid made to step forward, he instead wound up face-planting on the floor.

“Oh dear," the droid said into the carpet “I appear to have fallen."

Dona sighed and got to her feet. “Ado's been helping me with a project of mine. Boba, meet D8-D35. Dees for short."

Boba removed his helmet, revealing his signature scowl and walked forward, inspecting the droid. Dees was large and bulky, and had he been upright he would tower over all of them, he had clearly been designed to have a muscular appearance. The back of his black chassis was open, revealing the droids inner workings. His head was circular, with two glowing white eyes placed in the center. As the droid attempted to get up, only succeeding in flipping himself over, Boba made an observation.

“Why does it have a dick?"

Dona smiled sheepishly, she'd kind of been hoping Boba wouldn't notice that. “He's… kind of a sex-droid…"

“I am a D8 - D model personal sexual assistant!" Dees supplied helpfully from the floor “I was designed to fulfill a dominant male persona in sexual encounters! My body is made of a soft, silicone mesh for maximum comfort, and my auto-lubricating phallus can be adjusted in size for a wide range of partners of all species!"

At the puzzled look Boba shot her, Dona shrugged “I uh… think he's in sales-pitch mode." At the bounty hunter's continued glare, the twi'lek cleared her throat. “D8-D35, enter standby mode."

“As you command Master!" The droid cheerfully replied before it's optics dimmed and it's form went rigid.

Ado quickly moved to pull Dees back up into a standing position, all the while Boba was still glaring at Dona. “Why is it here?"

Dona shrugged “I needed the space, my place isn't big enough to work on him."

Boba turned his glare to Ado “And you allowed this?"

The vigilante had the decency to look sufficiently chagrined “I owed Dona and you were the one who said I should make sure not to leave myself indebted to her."

Boba sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. Putting his helmet back on, Boba turned around and marched right out of his apartment, saying over his shoulder. “I'm going to go shoot something. That thing better be gone when I'm back."

A few moments after Boba left, Ado said matter-of-factly “He's always so grumpy."

Dona smirked as she checked Dees over for damage to his frame from the fall “Hey, he's your boyfriend."

She'd been expecting Ado to blush and stammer out a denial, not for him to wince and stare wistfully at the door the bounty hunter had departed through moments earlier. “If only…"

Dona winced. Shit, way to go, genius. Taking a deep breath, the blue twi'lek turned to face the vigilante “Alright, what happened?"

Ado blinked and shot her a confused look “What? Nothing."

“Then why are you suddenly all sulky." Dona said, putting her hands on her hips.

Ado's brows furrowed “I'm not."

“You are." Dona shot back “What, do you think he doesn't even care about you?"

Ado cocked an eyebrow “At any moment he could decide that he wants to turn in my bounty. In all honesty, I'm surprised he hasn't done so already. Pleasantly surprised, mind you, but I don't expect it to last forever."

It was Dona's turn to cock an eyebrow. Pessimism wasn't something she'd come to expect from Ado, and it unnerved her more than she'd like to admit. “Do you really believe that?" she pressed “The man invited you to live with him when you had nowhere else to go and even hired me to help you find a new district to clean up. Why would he do that if he doesn't care about you?"

Ado shrugged, looking away from her “I… I don't know. Maybe he thinks I'm a… a plaything or… or a pet. It doesn't matter." The vigilante walked over to a window and stared out into the city “I'm fine with this, however long it lasts. But…" he sighed and glanced at her over his shoulder, violet eyes cold as steel “I'm tired of just sitting around here, taking the occasional merc job. I need to get back out there. I need to start helping people again."

Dona frowned “But we haven't found a place that you could protect without angering someone important."

Ado shook his head “I don't care. I came here to make a difference, to make life better for as many people as I can. I can't do that cooped up in here."

Dona sighed, crossing her arms over her chest as she joined him at the window, mentally reviewing all the districts she'd examined in the past few months. “Fine, there's a district not far from here in the Lower City called the Crush. It has a few big fish with their hands in it, but Jabba isn't one of them." Glancing over to Ado, she added “You're gonna get yourself killed, you know that right?"

A wry smile touched Ado's lips. “Yeah, but I learned long ago that people like me don't get happy endings."

“You mean reckless vigilantes?" Dona teased, hoping to lighten the mood. “I can't imagine why."

Ado hesitated “That too…"

Unbidden, something she'd read in that Valderan Jedi's memoirs resurfaced, and Dona suddenly was sickeningly aware of what he was referring to. “Do you wanna talk about it? About your Valdera?"

Ado turned to look at the twi'lek, a myriad of emotions running across his face; surprise, fear, uncertainty, and finally, a cold understanding. “You did some research didn't you?"

Dona shrugged “I am an information broker, it's what I do."

Ado clenched his teeth, making the scar along his jawline bulge out and turned to look back out the window. “No. No I don't want to talk about it."

Dona was conflicted. A part of her wanted to press the issue, the part that always needed to know more. But ultimately, the other part, the part of her that was not just an information broker, but a friend, won out. “Just promise me you'll talk to someone about it. Maybe Boba?" Ado snorted and shot her a skeptic look. “Okay, maybe not Boba." Dona corrected “But someone."

Ado shrugged “Sure, I'll think about it."

Resigning herself to only getting that much out of the vigilante, Dona nudged Ado's shoulder with her own. “Come on, you heard Fett, we've got to take Dees here away before he gets back or he'll probably roast us alive with that flamethrower of his."

Ado turned towards her, a small smile on his lips “Yeah, okay."

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8: A Claim Staked

Nox Jal Rrosh was rather mild as far as khaleesh go. He worked a decent paying job guarding a quiet little clinic in the Crush run by an elderly ithorian named Dr. Uzim Dand. Some of his people would chafe at having such a boring job, but not him, Nox was just glad to have a job that didn't require a whole lot of work for a change. He maybe had to bash some heads in once a month, but generally his mere presence was enough to intimidate any would-be troublemakers into toeing the line. And if they didn't, well that was what his blaster was for.

Take now for instance: a group of six zabrak punks got it in their heads to start up a little gang and go around demanding protection money from the local businesses. Naturally, the idiots had decided that their first target would be the clinic with a big scary khaleesh out front. So far it wasn't working out for them.

“Are you listening Skullface?!" The leader of the gang, a tattooed brat missing some of her teeth and brandishing a rather pathetic-looking knife, growled at him.

“Not really, no." Nox stated, lazily rolling his shoulders. He cocked an eyebrow beneath his skull-mask “Also, 'Skullface'? Is that really the best your pathetic little brain can come up with?"

Another zabrak, this one rather big (well, compared to the others, meaning he only came up to the middle of Nox's chest) stepped forward, fists raised. “Ya wanna go Skullhead? Do ya?! I'll knock your block off I will!"

Nox looked down at the zabrak punk, cocking his gun. “Do you really think that's a good idea? I know you're a bit slow so I'll give you a minute to answer."

The leader zabrak snarled, raising her knife “I'm done listening to the like of you Skullface! Either pay up or I'll-"

Before she could finish, a shadow dropped down from above, knocked away the knife, and dropped the leader with a single punch to the gut. Blinking disinterestedly, Nox watched as the figure then proceeded to beat the nonexistent crap out of the zabrak gang until they were scrambling away in tears, half-heartedly swearing revenge.

With the fight (if you could even call it that) over, Nox looked the newcomer over. He was a muscular man that came up to Nox's chin, completely encased in dark, form-fitting armor and a retractable blade attached to one arm.

Nox wasn't impressed.

“I'd say thanks, but I didn't exactly need any help beating up a bunch of dumb kids." The khaleesh said.

“I know," the man responded “but I thought it would be nice if they learned their lesson, without getting shot in the face."

Nox glanced down at his blaster rifle before shooting the stranger a bored glare “So does my dashing rescuer have a name?"

The man nodded “Call me Night Edge."

Nox snorted “Lame. What, did you come up with that when you were a kid?"

“Night Edge" flinched “I didn't exactly choose it, the moniker was given to me."

“By a child?" Nox quipped. “What are you, some silly little vigilante?"

The man sighed “Just forget it."

“You are aren't you?!" Nox laughed “Let me guess: you want to 'protect the innocent' right?"

“Night Edge" turned away “I'm leaving."

“No, wait, don't go!" Nox called out mockingly as the vigilante ran off “You haven't given me your autograph yet!" Once he was sure the vigilante was gone, Nox chuckled “I can't wait to tell Dand about this!"

…

I am never telling Boba about this! Ado swore to himself as he made his way back to the apartment. Beneath his helmet, Ado's cheeks were burning in shame. Back in Vapor Town, people were always glad for his aid. Sure, that gang hadn't exactly been the most intimidating bunch, but he'd expected some gratitude! He was also ashamed with himself. He wasn't supposed to be doing this for the gratification, but to help people. So what if one asshole didn't appreciate his help? Why is he so bothered by it?

He was still in a bad mood when he stormed into Boba's apartment. Ignoring the bounty hunter lying on the couch in full armor, Ado stomped into his room, removed his armor, and was halfway through removing his undersuit when his brain finally registered that Boba was back.

Face crimson in embarrassment, Ado opened the door to his room to sure enough, find, Boba standing outside, arms crossed and almost assuredly cocking an eyebrow beneath his visor. “Uh… welcome back?" Ado said sheepishly. Today is just not my day…

“Took you long enough." Boba said dryly, tilting his head to one side “Here I am, all dressed up and everything for you and you don't even appreciate it."

It was Ado's turn to tilt his head to one side “What are you talking about? You haven't even changed out of your armor yet."

“Oh haven't I?" Boba said coyly, stepping back and allowing Ado to look at him fully.

Sure enough, it was not the bounty hunter's usual armor. While it was certainly in the Mandalorian style and possessed the same green-and-grey color scheme, the armor was much more form-fitting, the fabric beneath the plates was skin tight, highlighting his muscles, and his legs were more armored than normal, stopping just short of his groin like chaps, highlighting a very prominent codpiece. When Boba turned around there was even a buttplate designed to conform to the swell of his buttocks, highlighting his firm ass. Only the helmet remained the same.

And… I'm officially hard. Ado's eyes widened “Um… okay, wow… Did something happen to your old armor?"

Ado could tell Boba was glaring at him beneath his visor. “No, you dense idiot."

The vigilante crossed his arms “Then why the new armor?"

Boba shrugged “I remembered you mentioning how much you'd like to fuck me in my armor, so I went on the holo-net and found a site that sells custom-made armor for sex."

Ado's brows shot up “That exists?!"

“Turns out there's something for every little niche fetish on the holo-net." Boba replied “I initially planned on just getting something that looked like my armor but I decided to add a few embellishments." Boba gestured to the armor “It won't stop a blaster but I'm not gonna lie, I'm starting to see the appeal."

Ado smiled, warmth blossoming in his chest, and closed the distance between them “So… you did all this… for me?"

Boba actually seemed a little embarrassed, glancing away “Well… yeah, I guess. I mean- it's not like I was using the money for much else besides fixing my ship and equipment. And you've actually done a… decent job of looking after this place -minus the sex-droid- so I thought…"

Ado chuckled, gently taking hold of the bounty hunter's chin and turning Boba's head to face him “You're really sweet sometimes, you know that?"

Boba promptly smacked his hand away “Fuck off." He growled, but there was little bite to his words.

Ado smirked “I'd rather fuck on."

Boba groaned “And my boner is now gone."

“Are you sure about that?" Still grinning, Ado reached around and pulled the other man against him, grinding his erection against Boba's codpiece and grabbed the bounty hunter's ass, making Boba oddly jump a little.

Boba quickly pushed Ado's hands away from his rear “Uh… yeah, don't do that." At Ado's confused look he added “You'll find out why in a little bit. Just… leave that area alone for now."

Obliging, Ado stepped back “So… my room, or yours?"

Boba snorted, “What do you think?" He turned around, moving back towards the couch and picking something up from one of the end tables. Turning back around he tossed it over to Ado who caught it and smiled when he saw what it was: a collar. “Now hurry up. Finish stripping and put that on."

Ado eagerly complied, quickly stripping out of the rest of his undersuit and tossing it back into his room. Slipping the collar on around his neck, Ado quickly followed Boba upstairs to the bounty hunter's room. Not five minutes later, Ado found himself tied spread-eagle to Boba's bed, hands and feet stuffed into bondage mitts, the buzzer he'd bought previously clenched in one fist. His lips were stretched around a large green ball-gag, drool already starting to leak form the corners of his mouth.

“You know," Boba said from where he sat straddling the vigilante's hips, still in full armor. “I think I should keep you gagged all the time." A gauntleted hand caressed the peaks and valleys of Ado's abs “You're much nicer when you can't sass."

The vigilante cocked an eyebrow “Gmmph glmmgh mmmph!"

Boba's hand froze “I take it back. Somehow, even gagged you can still sass."

Ado grunted out a chuckle behind the gag and ground his hips against Boba's still plated ass.

The bounty hunter flinched, not quite stopping the moan that escaped his helmet. “You're impatient." Boba said, probably giving Ado his most withering glare from beneath his helmet. “I told you to leave that area alone for now."

Ado shrugged as best he could with his arms spread apart. “Gmph mmph."

Boba sighed and climbed off of Ado, moving to lay on his side next to the vigilante. “If you're going to be difficult I'm just going to leave you tied up here until you're more cooperative."

Ado did his best to smirk around the gag in his mouth, not buying it for a minute.

Boba cocked his head to the side and huffed grumpily before saying “Fine, if you're so impatient, we'll just go straight to the main event."

Boba climbed off the bed and turned away from Ado. His hands reached behind him and unlatched the claps holding the buttplate in place. Slowly and carefully, the bounty hunter pulled the buttplate away from his ass, making a wet squelching noise in the process. Ado's eyes went wide as the bounty hunter revealed the buttplug that was attached to the inside of the plate, wet and glistening with lube.

Boba looked over his shoulder at the bound vigilante. Ado could hear the smirk in his voice as he said “Did I mention that I bought the modular version? There are a number of different variants to several pieces of the armor. For example: a chastity cage for the codpiece, or a plug for the buttplate." He turned back around and set the buttplate/plug on the nightstand, grabbing a condom he'd set out earlier and climbing back onto the bed. “Of course, we can explore those later."

Boba unwrapped the condom and slid it over Ado's now extremely erect dick before straddling the vigilante once more, grinding Ado's cock between his butt cheeks. Ado whimpered, his fist clenching and toes curling in their mitts, bucking his hips to match the bounty hunter's motions.

“But for now…" Boba growled and, lifting his hips, leaned down, one hand reached up to grab hold of Ado's collar and pull the vigilante up until his face was mere inches from the terrifying visage of the bounty hunter's helm while the other hand slid down and clenched around Ado's dick, aligning it with the wet and loose entrance to Boba's sphincter. “…I want to see you squirm!"

Without any more warning, Boba impaled himself fully on Ado's cock, causing the vigilante to cry out in pleasure as his shaft was engulfed in the clenching heat of Boba's ass. Ado jerked in his bonds as the bounty hunter released his collar and leaned back, beginning to bounce himself up and down on Ado's dick. The vigilante whimpered helplessly, entranced by the sight of Boba Fett riding him like a rabid nerf. His moans soon filled the air as, far too soon, Ado felt himself rising to his peak.

“That's it." Boba growled out, “Give it to me. Cum in me. Fill me up!"

Ado didn't need any encouragement, clenching his eyes shut Ado screamed into the gag as spasms racked his body and his cock pulsed inside the bounty hunter, shooting his load into the condom. Boba's hips slowed down slightly, but didn't quite stop. Ado's body went limp, but still Boba continued to bounce on his cock, the continued stimulation sending jolts up Ado's dick to his spine.

“Is that it?" Boba hissed, causing the vigilante to open his eyes and look up pleadingly at the bounty hunter. “We were just getting started here." Boba reached down and started to undo the clasps on the armor's codpiece “We're not done until I cum, or I drain every last drop of seed from your balls, and as you can see…" Boba removed the codpiece, revealing the three inhibitor rings Ado had bought previously wrapped around his erection “…I'm not coming for a long time."

Ado could only whimper in response.

…

Seven. He'd had seven orgasms. Ado wasn't sure if his balls were ever gonna be the same after this, and they still weren't done. His body was absolutely soaked with sweat, his arms and legs were sore from struggling, all strength had left his muscles, his cheeks and chin were covered with drool, cum was dribbling out of the condom, smearing itself around his groin and Boba's ass, and he had no idea how much time had passed, only that it felt like an eternity filled with nothing but pain and pleasure. It wasn't bad enough for him to press the buzzer and end the session, but it still was pretty overwhelming.

Thankfully, it looked like Boba wasn't fairing much better. The bounty hunter was hunched over, gauntlets uselessly grasping at the vigilante's chest, his thighs trembling with every motion, his cock twitched and spasmed wildly yet not even a single drop of pre had leaked from its tip. The bounty hunter's encouragement and taunts had long ago been replaced with heaving pants and the occasional moan. Clearly Boba had reached his limit, yet he stubbornly insisted on continuing on until Ado was drained dry.

The vigilante trembled weakly as he hit orgasm number eight, and Boba's arms gave out, the bounty hunter collapsing against Ado's chest, heaving heavily, helm pressed into his neck “What…" he breathed out “the fuck… are you?"

Ado groaned into the gag, unable to answer. Boba seemed to realize this and weakly reached up, unclipping the strap around his head and pulling the gag free from his mouth. Ado flexed his sore jaw, wincing in pain, and quickly ran his tongue, over his chapped lips. His throat hurt as he croaked out “I think you should give up… I… I think I just came again."

“I noticed." Boba growled into Ado's neck.

“No, not when you collapsed" Ado clarified “After that, right now." He paused “And… it happened again. Shit, I think you broke something."

Boba laughed bitterly “You're not human…"

“No," Ado agreed “I'm Valderan."

Boba actually pulled back to give Ado what he assumed was a confused look “Wait," he said “Valderan is your species? You're not human?"

Ado's brows furrowed “I think the official term is near-human." He cocked an eyebrow “Did the eyes not give it away?"

Boba snorted “No. So that's why you can ejaculate enough to flood Kamino?"

Ado blinked “Um… yeah. Most Valderans are female, so what few men there are have to make up the difference."

Boba stared at the vigilante for almost a whole minute before flopping back onto Ado's chest and letting out a sigh “Lucky bastard. Let me guess, every man gets a harem of beautiful women catering to his every need too?"

Ado gulped, staring up at the ceiling “W-well not exactly… I mean it is a harem but-"

Boba swore “Dammit! Where is this planet? It sounds like paradise!"

Unbidden, memories rushed back to Ado, causing the vigilante to cringe “I… I wouldn't go that far…" He said bitterly. Quickly changing the subject, he said, “Hey, if we're done can you get me out of this? My arms are hurting."

Boba pushed himself up off of Ado's chest and reached for the mitts restraining the vigilante's hands “Fine, fine. Give me a moment."

Once his hands were free, Ado flexed his fingers and dropped the buzzer on the bed. Boba, meanwhile, was carefully lifting himself off of Ado's thankfully softening dick. Once his cock had completely left Boba's ass, the bounty hunter flopped down to the side of the vigilante, moaning weakly. Ado forced himself upright and peeled the thoroughly used condom off his dick. He was about to reach down and undo the mitts binding his feet when he felt a gauntleted hand on his shoulder and force him back onto the bed.

“Hold on," Boba said, getting to his knees next to the vigilante, making a point to display his cock, still erect and still wearing the inhibitor rings. “Seeing as I made you cum so many times, if you would be so kind…"

Ado smirked “Well I suppose it's only fair…" He reached out a hand and slowly slid the ring at the tip of Boba's cock off…

“AHHH! FUCK! FUCK! KRIFF! FUCK! SHIT! FUCKING FUCK! FUCK!"

Ado recoiled as the moment the ring was off, Boba screamed, doubled over, and ejaculated so hard his cum splattered Ado's face. Wincing, Ado quickly wiped the cum off on the back of his hand and looked in concern at the bounty hunter, now curled up in a fetal position and whimpering pathetically.

“Boba?" He asked carefully “Are you okay?"

Normally, he would expect a smart remark, but instead all Ado got was a pitiful whine of “no…"

Cautiously, Ado put a hand on the bounty hunter's back “How are you feeling?"

Boba groaned “Like I've been kicked in the gut, my balls have exploded, and my dick's been split in two…"

A quick check told Ado that Boba's genitals were, in fact, intact so the vigilante merely rubbed the poor bounty hunter's back, confused as to what happened. “You read the instructions for the rings right?"

After a pregnant pause Boba weakly croaked out “Instructions?"

Ado frowned, that wasn't a good sign. “Um… how long were you wearing those rings?"

“A few hours, pretty much the entire time I was waiting for you to get back." Boba said, managing to uncurl himself slightly.

Ado cringed “Boba, you're only supposed to wear those things for one hour at most!"

The bounty hunter groaned “Now you tell me…"

Ado sighed and reached down to undo the mitts binding his feet, pushing his own soreness away. “I'll go get some ice…"

…

Nox was not having a good day.

Currently, the khaleesh was pinned by the throat against a wall by a war droid, it's metal fingers slowly choking the life out of him. On the floor of the clinic in front of him, Dr. Dand was on his knees, currently begging to a rodian enforcer flanked by two more war droids.

“Please! This doesn't make sense!" the ithorian pleaded “My agreement with Forkub was that I would pay the loan back a year later with interest! It's only been a month!"

“Forkub changed his mind." The enforcer said “He wants the money now." The rodian held a blaster up to Dand's head “Now pay up!"

Yeah, definitely not a good day.

Nox's vision was staring to go dark around the edges when suddenly the metal fingers around his throat loosened up and he fell to the floor. Clearing his head with a shake, Nox looked up to see a shadowy figure had severed the war droid's arm, then cut the droid in two. Before anyone had time to react, the figure kicked the blaster from the enforcer's hand and then jumped up and used the rodian's head as a staging point to launch himself up over the head of one of the remaining two war droids, decapitating it as he passed by. The final droid turned its lasers to bear on the new attacker, but the figure merely used the second droid's body as cover, pushing it into the last droid before impaling them both with his retractable blade. Finally, the figure withdrew his blade from the deactivated droids and spun around, bringing the blade to the neck of the rodian enforcer, stopping his attempt to retrieve his blaster.

“I have a message for your boss," the shadow said darkly, and suddenly Nox recognized the figure as the vigilante who had “saved" him from those zabrak punks a week ago. “Tell him Night Edge is in town, and this behavior will not be tolerated."

Suddenly Nox was feeling a slightly more serious about asking for that autograph.

Even if he still thought that name was dumb.