Ven leaned back on her heels, "That's it alright." She nods, "You have a transport for it so it can get to my ship? The client wants this as soon as possible." She never asked why the clients wanted it unless she was truly curious, and she wasn't at this point. "I wanna get this back to my ship and outta here as fast as possible." She covered the cargo back up, and the man locks it. "Told me to tell you that your part of the pay will be in your account." She patted the top of the silver crate.
The man perks a brow, nodding, "Good. Get this done quick then, I'm eager to have a decent meal."
Ven dusted her hands off, "Good. Well. Have this one sent to the space dock at the far north end." She points in that general direction, "And we'll be done."
He tilted his head to the left and crossed his arms, "You're sure that's all I can do for ya sweetheart?" He grinned a little, finally deciding to look her up and down. "I mean. You could stay a bit longer, eh? I might just let you have a few of my other good pieces for a small fee, such as that lovely little round hind of y--" He cut off as Ven suddenly seemed to have one of her blasters pointed at him. His eyes flew wide a little and he frowned, "Fiesty.. I like it." She growled faintly under her breath and narrowed her eyes, readying her blaster. The man raised his hands in surrender, "Alright alright. I'd like to get paid just as much as you so, drop the blaster, will ya? I'll stop."
Ven thought for a moment before holstering her blaster, setting her hands back on her hips, "See that that crate gets to my ship double time, got it?" He nodded quickly and gestured for a nearby droid transport carrier to come over as he set up the cargo carry. The smuggler sighed and ran a hand through her hair as she began to walk off from the drop, eyes narrowed, "Disgusting space slime.. I'm not an entertainer.." she huffs, walking to get off the platform and back towards the city. She reaches in her jacket pocket for her holo and tries to call Antares.
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