The Prodigal Son
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Jalen Kai'el
It had been a while since Yuri was on Coruscant, and with the ongoing conflict it was likely better for him to stay away. Bounties were up for Mandos and the Alliance was ever watchful for potential threats. A hostile environment that had the Shistavanen practically humming with excitement as he stepped off his ship and climbed into a taxi. Mandalorians never backed down from a challenge and he was no different, as much as he tried to distance himself from his people. With how things were going, bounty hunting didn't seem like such a bad idea in the core.
The taxi took him downtown to his target's last known location. At least it wasn't Underworld, he had enough drama in that department. The last thing he needed was a shootout over some bad deals from his recent past. What caught him by surprise, however, was the location of his target. It didn't take a genius to know he wouldn't be there anymore, but what was odd was that the location was some medical setup. Somewhere between a a hospital and a soup kitchen from what he understood. As strange a setup as it was, the armoured Mandalorian made his approach in hopes of finding someone who could lead him to his target.
The Shistavanen approached the rather neglected building and searched for someone who could assist him. Someone stood out to him, a kid his age who appeared to be... blind? His eyes were different from Yuri's own. A pale grey and a blank stare as he somehow maneuvered around the area to tend to what appeared to be his patients. Junkies, dregs and other forgotten characters from society. "Hey, you got a moment?" He spoke up as he approached the blind kid. "I'm lookin' for someone, I was hopin' you could help me out. You got a minute?" He continued as his hands rested on his holsters. Certainly not his most intimidating performance, but that was not what he was after.
