Chaotic Mess
Location: Corellia
Outfit: Casual
Equipment: Pistols
Tag:
Mira Quinn
Corellia was the perfect location for Rhys to lay low for a couple days. He had racked up a sizeable bounty after raiding some hutt cartels in Wild Space. He assumed he had been careful with hitting different cartels at different systems, however, it seemed that they communicated with one another and organised a bounty on him. It was nothing super high that a tonne of Bounty Hunters were after him but enough that he needed to lay low and let it blow over. The crew of the Milwr Bach were separated on Corellia and told to relax and enjoy themselves. Rhys decided that it would be a good time to hit the pubs and drink some credits away.
Walking into a bar, Rhys had stowed his armour away, the Mandalorian look drew way more attention right now and Rhys drew in enough attention by simply being a Zeltron. His electric blue hair was perfectly combed and seemingly took little to no effort to make it look good. His bomber jacket was heavy and thick, it wasn't too big to hide his muscular figure but big enough to not be showing off his figure too much.
"Two shots of your strongest spirit and a bottle of beer." Rhys ordered, his body could handle the alcohol and would be drinking the night away without worrying about getting wasted.
His gaze looked around the bar, curious to see who else would be at this dive bar, what there was to do and who he might be able to strike up a conversation with. He needed a drinking partner since it was too sad to drink alone.
Outfit: Casual
Equipment: Pistols
Tag:
Mira Quinn
Corellia was the perfect location for Rhys to lay low for a couple days. He had racked up a sizeable bounty after raiding some hutt cartels in Wild Space. He assumed he had been careful with hitting different cartels at different systems, however, it seemed that they communicated with one another and organised a bounty on him. It was nothing super high that a tonne of Bounty Hunters were after him but enough that he needed to lay low and let it blow over. The crew of the Milwr Bach were separated on Corellia and told to relax and enjoy themselves. Rhys decided that it would be a good time to hit the pubs and drink some credits away.
Walking into a bar, Rhys had stowed his armour away, the Mandalorian look drew way more attention right now and Rhys drew in enough attention by simply being a Zeltron. His electric blue hair was perfectly combed and seemingly took little to no effort to make it look good. His bomber jacket was heavy and thick, it wasn't too big to hide his muscular figure but big enough to not be showing off his figure too much.
"Two shots of your strongest spirit and a bottle of beer." Rhys ordered, his body could handle the alcohol and would be drinking the night away without worrying about getting wasted.
His gaze looked around the bar, curious to see who else would be at this dive bar, what there was to do and who he might be able to strike up a conversation with. He needed a drinking partner since it was too sad to drink alone.