Elvira nodded, confident to get this done. She pulled her hoods over her head more once again and then turned to the entryway... what would she find in there?
However, just as she went to enter, she was alarmed when the door was flung open and an obese man with winkled skin and hairy arms was flung out... "And stay out!" the man in the door called right before slamming it shut. Elvira's eyes were popped wide at this, she looked down at the man as he spit out snow. Elvira's kinder side got the best of her as she went over to him and knelt down to his level, "Hey, are you okay?"
This guy was obviously drunk, "Eh, meh, me am owkay, yeah."
Elvira's eyes narrowed, confused by his form of speech, "... ... Who are you?"
The man rolled over, reveling a leather jacket and a belt stuffed with the materials of a bounty hunter. Blasters, cables, food ... and a lightsaber. "Me's is named Marthony Chect - Ah - uh - I mean Chet Marthony, yeah... Who's you be, lady?"
Elvira couldn't believe that this guy was the person she was looking for! ... And she didn't even have to go into that stinking bar. The Force was on her side today. She nervously smiled, "I'll keep that a secret until you're not drunk anymore..."
"Who??" The man's head turned constantly from side to side, "Me? Dwunk?"
Elvira let out a sigh of amusement then turned to her master, "I know you said I was on my own, but... This guy looks pretty heavy. Help, please?"
[member="Morna Imura"]