Imagine the most disgusting thing in the entire galaxy. Then add slime and mucus and seven tonnes. That's a Hutt. They're even more disgusting once they speak.
[ jyn attaches a quick digital sketch of a hutt; it looks like shit but that might not be jyn's inexpert art skills. that might just be hutts in general. ]
What you don't want to live in the same galaxy as that?
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What you don't want to live in the same galaxy as that?
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I'll give it a pass.
That looks like fecal matter.
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[ adorable. ]
Do you think a billboard would work? He likes people showing off for him, right?
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That's weird.
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[ is now not the time to drag loki's fashion sense? oh well, that is how they met, she won't let it die. ]
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[This remark has too many layers and she mentally types it and then ... sends it into the wind.]
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[ ah, cool, the implant can translated the disgusted noise she made ]
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I suppose I'll speak to him.
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[ stares directly at chirrut îmwe ]
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[ when you've only known five of the most important people in your life for two weeks... ]
He was called Chirrut. Sometimes he'd talk in a way that made you figure out the answer on your own, like a riddle.
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