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Hey, whats that sound? Everybody look what is going down.

He sat in the cockpit of his shuttle, grinning. He slowly raised his arm, speaking into his communicator. "Razz, hello! It's your new "friend" 'ere. Anyway, I ain't to happy 'bout our last...uh...encounter! I just wanna let ya know, I wanna have a meetin' with my ol' friend. You can hear me, aight? Ya see, I'm in my personal shuttle and I'd love to find a proper location", He said, quickly jumping into hyperspace, heading towards Tattoine. "Ya got all that, pal?" He asked, unable to hide back a chuckle.

[member="Razz Michaels"].
 

Razz Michaels

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Razz got the transmission, he was sitting on a roof, thinking about the stars he was on the planet Tatooine. "Yes, neither am I, right now I am on Tatooine, sitting on a roof, if youd like to meet me again just find me." He said into his comm before closing his eyes.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"Eh, c'mon! Find ya in Tattoine? There is millions of fethin' builings 'ere! You serious, man?" He asked, quickly grabbing a yellow lever, pulling it back. "Fine, hopefully none of them Tattoine motherfethers think it's a good idea to try and steal my fethin' ship. Can you give me a location? Well, a detailed description, at the best", He said, annoyance building up in his voice. "I also brought plenty of spice, alright", He said, heading straight for the planet.

[member="Razz Michaels"]
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
"Ok, here is my location." He said before giving his coordinates. "As for the spice, how much are you willing to sell it for?" He asked while the sky began to grow dark. His burns would cool down a bit and it would feel a bit better.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"It depends my man, it depends. You see, I got regular spice, the green stuff and I got blue spice. The blue is the best you'll ever taste, that'll increase the price. Also, how much ya want? I got around...maybe twenty glasses back 'ere. Fifty credits for each normal glass and one hundred for each blue glass?" He asked, finally following the cordinates and landing in the required location. "Imma sure ya see my ship? Meet me at the back of the ship, I'll send the ramp down", He said, slowly climbing out of his seat.

[member="Razz Michaels"]
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
"I will have to think about that." He said before getting up and walking slowly to the chiss' s ship, the ramp extended to the ground and Razz walked on. "Nice ship chiss, about the spice, we could make a deal since im a businessman." He said while extending his hand.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"Yeah, you really want to shake a Chiss's hand? Our last meeting kinda established that ya hate my kind, so I ain't to fond of shakin' your hand", He said, just giving a simple nod. "So, I would like to get out of this fething sewer of a planet, so can we make this quick?" He asked, keeping his hand in his trench coat, rather too close to the handle of his blade. "So, what do you want?" He asked, nodding towards the crates of spice in the corner.

[member="Razz Michaels"]
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
Razz shrugged off his nod. "I want the spice, but the credits are on Coruscant, how much is all your spice worth to you?" Razz asked while looking around the ship. The spice was most likely going to cost him.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"I already told you! How..much...do...you...fething...want...and...what...fething..color?" He asked, the annoyance tone turning to pure anger. "Just fething tell me, all of the blue glasses are worth 1500", He said, removing the spice filled cigar from his mouth. "Now, tell me what ya wanna buy, cause I gotta get to Coruscant in a few hours", He mumbled.

[member="Razz Michaels"]
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
"I want every single ounce of spice on this ship!" He said, he walked to the back of the ship, this wasnt going well, the price could be jacked up.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"Well, you want every single ounce, all that added up would be 2500, accept?" He asked, watching as [member="Razz Michaels"] walked around the ship. "Listen, you gotta pay up, this is high qaulity spice. Ya accept?" He asked, staring at Razz.
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
"2,500 cedits, ok it is a deal, when you go to Coruscant, just drop it off and my men will pay you." He said looking the man in the eyes.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"Woah, woah, woah! Hold it right 'ere, Razz. Ya see, I don't know if I can exactly trust ya. I ain't lettin' nobody leave my ship with this spice, without payin' for it, first", He said, now leveling his eyes with [member="Razz Michaels"]'s. "If ya got a problem with that, get off my ship. You bring your men out 'ere or find another way to pay me or ya ain't gettin' nothing", He said, raising his voice.
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
"You see im a businessman, and if it is really what you want." He said before bringing his comm link up to his mouth. "Drake, get over here with exactly two thousand five hundred credits, also bring my ship here so we can take the spices." Within minutes, a two men walked up the ramp, one of them had the credits in a case, the other was to carry the spice. "Ok start loading the spice on to my ship, here is the agreed credits." He said before taking the case and handing the case to [member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
He took the credits, nodding slightly. Before [member="Razz Michaels"] could leave the ship, he would quickly pop open the case, attempting to confirm that the credits were in fact inside of the case.
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
The men grabbed the spice and unloaded it. Razz looked back at the chiss. "I don't cheat people, you should know by now Mr. Sabor." He said then began to walk off the ship. "Anything else?"

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 
"Nah, ya be havin' yourself a mighty fine day, indeed", He said, nodding towards [member="Razz Michaels"]. He waited patiently for Razz to exit, before quickly pulling back a lever, which was mounted on the wall. The doors quickly slammed shut. He grinned, walking back to the cockpit.
 

Razz Michaels

Guest
Two thousand five hundred credits down the drain, oh well, hed sell it for 4,000 his stuff was always overpriced.

[member="Broorn Sabor"]
 

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