Of All the Cantinas, Why Here?

[Red Guard Kaytia]

The Guard proceeded to look around the room, the sound of her cybernetics revving and squealing around resonated off of her body some more as she looked around. Before looking back over at the Mercenary "A disgusting cantina?" She said before taking another sip of the strong and colorful liquor gulping the rest of it down her throat before placing the bottle back onto the table.

"I'll make sure you are compensated but first i need Information...what year am i in?" She asked placing her hands together fiddling her fingers around watching the Mercenary sit down on the other side of the table. Her head perked up when the man asked for her name "My name is Kaytia former Red Guard of the Galactic Empire, and currently Praetorian Guard of the First Order..."

[member="Tiali Orazio"]

 

[Krato Litt]

Krato's user interface on his side of his helmet was warning him about too many force users in the area, something he NEVER needed in his life. He rose his right gauntlet up a bit, and ran his left hand over it, pressing a few buttons in sequence, activating a scanner he could see via his helmet's tech. Bold red lines began to run along the silhouettes of all the force users, or "higher than normal midi-chlorian" count individuals in the room, and they were all closer than he was used to.

His left hand once again pressed a few buttons on his gauntlet for defensive counter measures and he was back to his more relaxing position again, boots kicked up on his table and absorbing and recording information he'd heard.

[member="Furor Dragoon"] [member="Jovian Coopre"] [member="Darth SiRiDio"] [member="Tiali Orazio"] [member="Red Guard Kaytia"] [member="Salvator Vonstein "] [member="Kataly'a"]

 

[SiRiDio]

Getting impatient he looks at Krato one more time " So you gonna be able to tell me where I can buy some thermal detonators or what I need to be going " He pulls out a device looking on the screen knowing he is being hunted he is jumpy as he is in a room full of bounty hunters.

[member="Krato Litt"]

 

[Krato Litt]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, buddy..." Krato's arms moved to a 'calm down' motion before reaching into his armor and pulling out a holographic business card and sliding it across the table to the sith to his right. The card had a name on it, as well as a blinking map of the outer rim location to find said person.

"There ya go. Do me a favor and don't tell them I sent you? These sort of things are on a need to know basis and as much as I love having entire factions and underground sectors after my head- I dont. So we never met here."

Krato motioned for the return of his security blanket of human shields to hide beh--

Er, his associates to return so he could continue his wild tales.

[member="Darth SiRiDio"]

 

[SiRiDio]

The sith reaches forward grabbing said card and looks at it he then looks up and at Krato " Thank you, and yes we have never met " the sith stands turns and walks away and out of the building.

[member="Krato Litt"]

 

[Tiali Orazio]

He let's out a light laugh at her response "As disgusting as this place is it's very useful, and I dont mean to be rude but you need some oil" Listening close to the question He really wonders to himself just what he ran into.


Of all the question he wasn't expecting that for year it's like 851ABY last time he checked "I'm pretty sure it's 851ABY" uncertainty slips into his voice before shaking his head "No yeah that's correct. But why are you a Praetori... a prat... a whatever guard... out here in the outer rim, a bit far from home don't you think?" and asking for the year who is this person he thinks to himself.

[member="Red Guard Kaytia"]