“Why should I fix the things I’ve done when I can just pack my stuff and run ?” SWRP OC •N/SFW •Dark themes/ Stories •MDNI + 21 Multi-ship

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Dr. Morgan Vontro, solid state physicist and lead researcher of material systems for Project Celestial Power/Project Stardust. Force sensitive, eventual rebel. Original character for the Catalyst/Andor/Rogue One/OT/Post-Endor Star Wars timelines. Ships with chemistry. MDNI.

Arguing over a game of sabbac, drink in his hand.

"....Bless you."

He nods, looking her over from behind his visor.

He shakes his head, "Just making sure you aren't who I'm lookin' for."

"Just got a vague description,"

He shakes his head, "Some guy, he insisted it was a short lady. Could only get that and a hair color. But then again he wasn't quite sure about that either." Ryder was pulling his helmet off, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, I can definitely see that darlin'." He shakes his head again, frown deepening. "Guys like that always end up leading to dead ends.. I dunno why I took the job."

haven't we all?

He shakes his head. "Nah, I'll tell him I didn't find her." He looks away, then back, "Always another bounty, y'know?"

Ryder. Ryder Vondar. He's definitely heard of him, though. Who hasn't heard of Cad Bane though?

"I do. I'm unfortunately mean enough that little guys like that will let me." He chuckles, digging through his things and pulling out a cigarette, offering her one.

He lights the cigarette, looking down. "Do you want the honest answer?"

"I just wanna go home to my farm, so yeah I took it cause it was what I thought was gonna be easy."

He nods, "You and me both darlin', sorry for troublin' you."

Ryder shakes his head, "Nothin' just wanted to ask if I should be worried that there's finally a bounty on *my* head." It's definitely not surprising he's never heard of the Mandalorian. He tries to keep it quiet. "I have only heard stories about you, y'know."

"Ryder, ma'am." He says, offering a hand.