Private Mayhem in the Stars

[Khaostra Devoid]

Location: Nar Shaddaa, Pumping Pony Cantina
Tag: Lancer "Deadlock" Inek

"This place stinks." Braktus remarked, the ogre towered above the little witch at his elven point eight-meter height and her only standing one point sixish meters. He grumbled some more as they made their way through the spaceport the duo was a long way away from Maw space. The orange eyed witch didn't respond to the Ogre's grumbling. They were here on a spot of business though it was more a family matter for her then any active Maw mission.


"Are you ignoring me little one, how much further to that weirdly named cantina I'm thirsty?" Khaos sighed as they exited the spaceport and started moving down some darker back allies. This is why she brought Braktus with her, a giant with to giant axes on his belt no one would dare mess with them. Even though the witch could very much hold her own it was more to keep anyone from even trying with Braktus.


"Not much further, and it's called the pumping pony, my sister has a part stake in it. This is the first location, though there is another one on Vorzyd V." They duo came around corner and began heading down a deep dark alleyway. The back alley was littered in trash and the occasional junkie and homeless person. Way down the way you could just make out a flickering neon sign.


"Why couldn't we go to the one on Vordzyd this place is so far from home?" Braktus again grunted and then shoved a homeless Rodian that had gotten too close. "Back off buddy." The Rodian tumbled back into a nearby wall and the pair got ever closer to that neon sign. As you got closer to the flickering neon sign, you could make out the image of a horse lights alternating between the legs to make it look like was running. Above the Horse was the neon word Pumping and below the horse the neon word Pony. The horse was neon pink while the letters were a neon yellow.


There was an always open sign hanging on the door the building had seen a better day probably in the old republic era. Yet surprisingly the door worked as the approached it swished open. "They fixed it from last time I was here." Khaos said with a smirk as she stepped into the dark and dingy cantina. "Looks like the only thing they fixed." Braktus said as he ducked under the archway of the door and enter his head just mere centimeters from the ceiling.


None of the patrons seem to look up from whatever they were doing or drinking, this was the kind of place no one cared who you were. Everyone here came here to escape and hide for a bit from what ever was chasing weather that be a bounty hunter or just the daily grind. Khaos and Braktus made their way to the Bar and flagged down the tender who was playing a game of dice with another patron. As he made his way to her, she slipped her hand into her pocket and slipped him a coin to which he nodded then poured her a shot of rum before heading into the back. "You gonna drink that?" Khaos just shook her head and slide the shot to Braktus.

 

[Lancer "Deadlock" Inek]

Nightfall on the planet Nal Hutta which meant time to hit the Cantina, it was a full house tonight which meant Smugglers, Bounty Hunters and all of the sorts were to rest and relax while also forming connections, contracts or hits. Deadlock just completed a job smuggling some illegal weapons for an ex- CIS politician who resides here, apparently the man was running a racketeering ring and his business involved some intimidation. Didn't matter too much to Deadlock, he just wanted the credits and be on his way, he reached for his Holoprojector that was located in his jacket pocket. His friend, Rory was supposed to contact Deadlock about his next job as soon as he fixed his ship of course. Taking a sip of Grog, the Bounty Hunter sighed taking a look at the activity that had transpired the dance floor was filled with couples rubbing against each other dancing to the beat. Deadlock wished he could join but sadly he didn't have a girl with him. It's been a while since he last dated, traveling the galaxy as travelling across the galaxy can be a little lonely at times.

Yet Deadlock couldn't ask for a better place, he was still young and in his prime and he's enjoying his freedom. He sighed at the thought, freedom.... that was something that Deadlock wanted to attain for himself when he first left Kamino to spy for the Grand Army of the Silvers. Deadlock was an Oda Special Forces Unit for the clone army. Specifically, a Clone Shadow Trooper that was born and bred for infiltration. Though for Deadlock it was a bit different, he needed to spy on the enemies of the SJC and see who they are and what they are up to and what better way to do that than to be a Bounty Hunter and work for the dredges of the Brotherhood Army.

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