Two Bounty Hunters and a Smuggler

[Korro Kenyu]

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https://www.youtube.com/embed/cwmHspEmmPI" Some Bar Music...

Some Bar Music...




Coruscant Underwold... Korro thought it had sort of an elegance to it. Korro doesn't know what it is but something just peaks his interest about this place. All the run down buildings, dim lights. The drug dealers got good business. It was also a great place for finding bounties. Most of the people he hunts down are crime or drug lords and most of those live here.

Walking through the streets was a little said, all the homeless people. Of course Korro didn't really mind. Growing up and seeing people get tortured is quite a bit worse than this. The streets were filthy, they were wet and grimy. Which was the one thing he didn't like about this place. If you touched one of the walls you'd immediately get a disease. Well maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration. Still it was very gross.

A droid rolled up to Korro, and asked him a question. But walking forwards seemed to be a good place to go to ignore the droid. Around a corner a man was getting mugged but, am I getting paid to help him? No. So no help... sorry for you. Korro had a reason for being here, he didn't want to collect bounties, no... he wanted to relax, that was hard to do with a job like a bounty hunter. Korro wanted to get a drink and maybe some food... A bar would be great! But Korro was sixteen... so what? Jedi mind tricks will do.

Korro walked up to what looked like the nicest bar. It had the least graffiti. Korro walked in. The place was crowded. Korro took a few more steps, "hey kid! How old are ya!" Korro waved his hand mysteriously, "twenty one, twenty two tomorrow" Korro walked forward more. "you are the legal drinking age..." the bartender said in a monotonous voice. Korro sat down on a stool and debated what to order. Korro finally decided on a hard root beer. Korro liked alcohol but also liked soda so... that's why he picked that. Korro looked around for anyone that looked interesting. Maybe meet a few new people.

[member="Bathsheba Patience "]
[member="Kei Garnik"]

 

[Bathsheba Patience]

Patience was such a convenient name at times. This bar knew her, and every time it looked like she was about to order something, her waiter or droid would ask "Patience?" and she would reply, "Patience." It was easy that way. When a creature tried to get her name from the Bartender or buy her a drink, they would simply and usually reply with the one word. "Patience." ​

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"Patience?" Echoed the metallic voice of a droid. She finally looked up from her holopad and thought for just a moment, then nodded toward it. "Two Cokes and Rum on ice." "Two Cokes and Rum on ice." It echoed, scooting away on it's rusting wheels. She returned to look at her holopad. A mission of sorts. Some low-level stuff she wasn't really interested in. Something she didn't think was worth her set of skills. She looked at the price of the reward, then skipped past it and began to chew on her cheek while her drink was made.​

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For a woman who got the entire booth to herself, she didn't look very fat. In fact, she looked rather lithe in her tight fitting black cloth clothing. Her hair was neatly in a bun, and obvious weapons lined her waist and jacket. "Hyperdrive..." She mumbled quietly, scratching the tip of her nose with the holopad as she thought about the first word of the new listed mission. ​

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[member="Korro Kenyu"] | [member="Kei Garnik"]​

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

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I got no notifications about this, huh. Always knew the mention system was dodgy

Cantina's were an amazing source of scum and work, there was no other way about it. Without cantina's there would be no smugglers, and without smugglers there would be more politicians. No-one wanted more politicians, people wanted action. Politicians would debate things until the Empire returned, Kei had witnessed it during his time in the Free Colonies. Nothing would get done with politicians, to get things done people needed to take action.

The Galactic Alliance had taken action against Courscant, they'd freed the civilians from the Galactic Capital of the world, they'd marched right in there. For once Kei didn't feel bad about visiting Courscant, he didn't feel like an outsider, a light on the planet of the dark. For once Kei walked the streets of the underworld peacefully, stepping into his favorite hovel in the middle of the underworld.

He allowed the DL-44 to dangle at his side, he didn't care that he was armed. He was a smuggler, he was hunted twenty four seven, how did anyone expect him to walk around without his trusty blaster. He laughed to himself, removing a few credits from his pocket, flicking them across to the bartender.

"The usual"

[member="Korro Kenyu"]
@Bathsheba Patience

 

[Korro Kenyu]

Korro looked next to himself, a man laughed to himself. His blaster was clearly showing. 'Not a good idea' Korro thought to himself as he imagined how many ways someone could take that and shoot him in the head. Of course Korro didn't say anything, none of his business. Korro looked at the bartender as they handed him a hard root beer. "thank you." Korro slid a tip to the bartender. Korro looked around and also saw a lonely woman in a booth. People usually don't sit in booths by themselves. 'Probably has a date' Korro thought, then realized, who has a date in a Coruscant Underworld bar. But eventually brushed it off.

[member="Kei Garnik"] | [member="Bathsheba Patience"]​

 

[Bathsheba Patience]

Patience soon drew thin on her list. There wasn't much going on right now, at least nothing that too terribly interested her for the right credits. She released a soft yawn, looking about for a moment for her droid with it's drink. Once it came over, she smiled and lifted it up. At first she held it, then once the droid left she looked at the bottom. It was fizzing. Of course. She poured a bit against her cheek and let it trail into her clothes, then put it down and wiped her lips off. She was probably being hunted for something. She did look more like someone who would have a few pairs of expensive weapons lying around.​

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"Hey, boy, come here!" She suddenly shouted as she gazed the room. Her eyes locked onto the kid on the bar stool. "Hurry it up, boy! We have things to do!"​

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[member="Korro Kenyu"] | [member="Kei Garnik"]​

 

[Korro Kenyu]

Korro looked around as [member="Bathsheba Patience"]
called his name, seeing if she was calling someone else. Korro didn't want to keep her waiting so he grabbed his drink got off the stool and walked over to the woman sitting in the booth alone. Korro sat down, the cushion didn't feel half bad. "whadd'ya need?" Korro asked as he looked around. Then he looked back at the woman. She looked nice, definitely way older than him.

[member="Kei Garnik"]