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[mandercommander]

Bonzo is standing by the door. He's wearing different clothes than he had on when he came in...he's simply in his black sweats. No warpaint or anything...that would be a dead giveaway that something was up. He's waiting for Corran so that they can...get this over with.

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[corsec_jedi]

About 10 minutes later, Corran walks up, a simple green flightsuit with several pockets apparently full. His lightsaber dangles from his left hip, and from his right, a blaster.

He spots Bonzo, and nods, heading his direction. "Ready to get this over with, kid?"

[mandercommander]

Bonzo nods. "I am." Pause. "Thanks for...helping me with it."

[corsec_jedi]

He shrugs. "There's some messes you just can't get out of on your own. Besides, a mutual friend asked me to." He jerks his head towards the door. "C'mon, let's do this so we can get home."

[mandercommander]

Bonzo nods. "Alright." He walks over to the door and opens it. Corran's armed; he'll worry about that on the other side.