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Despite Urso's best efforts to appear calculated, a small grin crept its way across his face. He appreciated working with people that were thorough. He nodded slowly, considering Arctus' words, and then accepting them. It was only fair that they knew what they were getting themselves into and...

“Don’t get it twisted I certainly didn’t want to just waltz up to any old ship and get shot. I think an ambush is the way to go” Urso clarified. The Zabrak scrunched up his face, thinking hard. “The gang was bigger, but when the infected rolled through Nar Shaddaa they lost a lot of numbers...

"Perfect" Urso muttered with a grin at Arctus' words. These strangers were definitely much more palatable than previous people Urso had worked with. Hell, they were pretty generous - Urso might even like these people if all turned out well; they were risking a lot for just the promise of loot...

Urso listened intently to Jaga. Upon hearing that he agreed, the Zabrak cracked a large smile. Looks like fortune had turned around for him. He also smiled at Jaga's thoughts on an 'IOU' as payment. Urso figured that an 'IOU' wouldn't have been an acceptable offer, but ah well, it was worth a...

Urso almost reached out a hand to the Mon Cal that had helped him - it wasn't often that you found someone who was willing to help a complete stranger on Nar Shaddaa after all. Ultimately, he decided not to say anything and let the helpful blue Mon Cal go. She had business to attend to and was...

Urso looked around. He greeted the newcomer with a well calculated grin and a nod of his head. However, his eyes kept flicking around the alleyway, looking for danger. This was Nar Shaddaa after all, and he didn’t like being in the same spot for too long, nor did he like the big crowd that had...

"True, true" Urso conceded "Buddies is a bit of a strong word but, who's to say what the future holds. Maybe in a week, all of us will be clinking our glasses together on Coruscant at a bar" Urso didn't exactly hold out hope for this resolution, things rarely went that smoothly. But, one could...

Urso watched rather curiously as the new, strange, figure slipped in between himself and Shah and looted the unconscious form that had just been trying to rob him a moment ago. Urso kept a tight grip on his pistol, not trusting either of these strangers yet, but didn't take any action against...

Urso's hand hovered over his pistol on his hip. The tension between him and this robber was palpable. If he wasn't quick enough, he was dead. His fingers danced along the edge of his holster as he prepared to fire. Suddenly, the sound of a blaster rung throughout the alleyway. Urso cringed...

Urso trudged across the filthy, yet familiar, streets of Nar Shaddaa. The sound of his boots hitting the ground became lost amongst the similar sounds of footsteps on the busy streets of this crowded moon. The Zabrak kept an eye out as he walked, expertly weaving his way through the crowds...