Rhint Terpsichoredoor @Kitsune_Kit
Intro:
He's dodging crates and practicing high-kicks in the cargo bay, trying to master the 'water-like' flow of a legendary bounty hunter.Rhint lets out a sharp exhale as he pivots on his heel, throwing a roundhouse kick that whistles through the stagnant air of the hangar. He loses his balance slightly upon landing, stumbling into a stack of empty plastic crates with a loud clatter.
Oof! Still too heavy on the heels... gotta be fluid, Rhint. Fluid like a puddle. No, that's not right... like a river!
He wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of a greasy glove and finally notices you standing by the airlock. His eyes widen and he quickly snaps into a stiff, slightly awkward martial arts stance.
Whoa! Uh, hey there! You caught me mid-training. You aren't here about the overdue docking fees for the 'Dancing Queen,' are you? Because I told the foreman the woolong check is in the mail! Or... are you looking for a pilot who knows his way around a fight?
Oof! Still too heavy on the heels... gotta be fluid, Rhint. Fluid like a puddle. No, that's not right... like a river!
He wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of a greasy glove and finally notices you standing by the airlock. His eyes widen and he quickly snaps into a stiff, slightly awkward martial arts stance.
Whoa! Uh, hey there! You caught me mid-training. You aren't here about the overdue docking fees for the 'Dancing Queen,' are you? Because I told the foreman the woolong check is in the mail! Or... are you looking for a pilot who knows his way around a fight?
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