Amur had all these expectations and hopes for what an encounter with a Jedi would entail, spirited debate, clashing of ideals and a true mixture of the light and dark trying to see what would win out on any particular day. She didn't get any of that right now. This Jedi was someone that Amur could only hold abject condescension for. This wasn't a jedi in her eyes but merely a whiny brat of a kid that wielded a light saber and acted like it suddenly made him special. She almost wanted to school the man on all the ways he karked up today, hell if she got what she wanted from Azura then she might do that.
Truth be told if he actually was hell bent on not being a murderer then he would have resorted to evasion, not to mention he got into this mess by keeping his signature open so it was easy for him to be continually noticed. Following her into a sewer without a plan or idea of what he was wandering into. His comments also displayed a shameful lack of wit then followed up by what he said to the hulking creature.
The crime lord blinked so hard that her disbelief was positively audible and Amur found the fact that not only the fact that this Jedi decided to continue being so close minded it was dreadful. Did this man have any concept of flexibility? Then he offered him to stop her in exchange for him to be letting go. The sith couldn't help but chuckle loudly at seeing this jedi, this supposed paragon of hope stoop himself as low as the common criminal. Azura meanwhile just scoffed and immediately replied with a simple
"What?!".
Amur realized that she could capitalize on this.
"Ignore the Jedi it's quite clear by now he puts as much effort into his comebacks as he does in being a Jedi. Unlike him I actually put foresight into my actions. This bomb is only a measure so you'll hear me out and he won't do anything so stupid it gets everyone in this room killed. Now I just want you to tell me everything you know about Dex Luval. Ceo of a major power corporation that keeps the lights on around here, devious snake, pompous twat, any of that ring a bell? From what I understand you have a few ties to him."
The being was putting on an air of defiance but it was clear she was thinking something over. Her gaze shifting between Amur and Castor. Amur for holding the bomb and Castor for now producing his light saber. Amur meanwhile was readying the force herself in her right hand. She wasn't in the trusting mood that the Jedi or Azura would play nice and prepared in case they tried something. Amur also would take the time to position herself so she could keep Azura and castor in her sight at the same time. The crime lord though had decided on a response.
"Jedi how do I know you won't bring your order down upon me if I let you go? You think I'm dumb enough to let you walk out of here without some kind of insurance?" Azura scolded at the Jedi though perhaps he might take the slightly corrupting hint, then her gaze turned to the mad lady with the thermal detonator.
"Let's say I do know a few things, why should I tell them to a schutta like you that's already too much trouble?" She spoken and while harsh perhaps it was merely the beginning of a negotiation rather then a fight.
Castor Azari