Ronen Jerik
Wow Blind, Much Sight
Coruscant Cantina

The Cantina...
The biggest source of Scum and villainy in the galaxy. No matter how well-known, or highly praised the Location, the Cantina was always the same, the same people, Bounty hunters, smugglers, everything you'd expect from a place like this.
No better was the one in Coruscant, which Ronen Jerik had found himself in. He had been through so much, but he was strong now, he knew what he was doing. His practice in the force had given him the ability to see. He found the Cantina, he was only 16, just turned, but he had to make money somehow, he needed to become self sustaining. So he went here, maybe not his best choice, going into things.
His senses had honed in on the place, the smell of food, alcohol, drugs...
He could hear the chit-chat of the people, their next mission, a new ship, weapon.
Bounty...
He could feel the glance of the people staring at him, they could see his jedi robes, in future he may need new clothes, not time for that now.
He approached the barman at the helm of the ship that was the Cantina.
"Sir, do you know anyone who i could... Get a job from?"
He tried to sound as docile as possible, as not to draw attention.
"Get lost kid! Only men are allowed in this place"
"You WILL TELL ME WHERE I COULD GET A JOB"
He waved his hand under the table.
"See the man over there"
He pointed to a table full of Bounty Hunters and Smugglers
He leaned on the table, nervously.
"Is there a... Rikgail here?"
He thought he had the name right.... Hoped so...