Grimm
Active Member
Today was his job and he was flying to a well known smuggling outpost. He was doing some trading and what came out of it was the some money to be made. He was hunting wampas for thier skins were worth tons of money. Yet, the law was that they couldn't be hunted or else they would be fined and arrested. So he would do anyway, because he was low on cash and wanted to have some fun. Maybe he would get to meet a fellow smuggler or something.
He walked up to a bar, taking a seat at the front and placing some money on the table.
"So anyone looking to play a simple game of catch?"
The bartender had looked from side to side, looking around the bar. Before he would fetch me a drink, while leaning in closer. Whispering some places of interest and people that were already doing his job. Maybe he should get in on the action, he chugged down his entire drink and left the bar. Taking time to stock up and get to his speeder.
@[member="Nasika Serizawa"]
He walked up to a bar, taking a seat at the front and placing some money on the table.
"So anyone looking to play a simple game of catch?"
The bartender had looked from side to side, looking around the bar. Before he would fetch me a drink, while leaning in closer. Whispering some places of interest and people that were already doing his job. Maybe he should get in on the action, he chugged down his entire drink and left the bar. Taking time to stock up and get to his speeder.
@[member="Nasika Serizawa"]