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“Where are Cross and Wrecker?”
The op now completed, Hunter and Tech already in the Marauder ready to leave, alas the other two nowhere to be seen. How annoying!
“Last I saw them, they were betting on which of them would last longer on a Rancor.”
“A Rancor?”
“Yeah, there is a stable just outside the village we rescued, remember the ruckus we heard before?”
“Oh yeah… now that you said it, I do. But why the kark would those two want to ride those beasties?”
“Dunno. Guess the mission wasn’t enough excitement for them.”
Hunter shook his head, but put his bucket back on and with a heavy sigh he headed out.
Reaching the rancor farm, he could see the two already in action with the rancors.
“Yeehaw!” The two shouted cheerfully, while bopping on top of the baby rancors they had conquered.
“Cross, Wrecker, get down from there, right now!”
“Oh man!”
“This is fun, Hunt!” Crosshair barked holding on. “Live a little won’t you!”
“Try it and then we go?” Wrecker coaxed him also.
Hunter glared at the two for a spell in disbelief, but then sighing again, he got on one of the smallest rancors he could find there.
Tech, having been in the ship waiting for the others got out to look for them.
“Yeehaw in double!”
The three gingerly riding their rancors as he found them. Tech then recording the trio as they rode.
Beat them or join them? Who knows, no lessons here!