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The first time Max had watched the broadcast, He was scared. That feeling didn't change as he walked out of his ship, his droid trailing behind him. He didn't even know why he took this job, he was already scared of things like this, murder droids really freaked him out. But, it dint matter now...

Max laughed too, glad to have something to laugh at after that fight. He thought about what she said as well. 'Snitches get stitches?' Max thought. He assumed that somebody probably did something bad for the greater good, but that guy told on them. He didn't like those types of people, he saw...

Max wiped the dirt off his face with his blaster hand before holstering it. "I'm Max." He said and smiled. "Nice job there. you had some real quick thinking." The two upright droid carts had pushed the third upright. Max sighed. He guessed selling day was over. "You guys can head back to the...

The alien started to get back up warbling. He pulled out a blaster and aimed it at her face. "Your gonna regret that you little shit!" He roared. Suddeny, a cart with the word, Fizzy on the side with a little green astromech controling it slammed unto him. He got rocketed back, and his a brick...

Max grimaced as the big guy approached. He saw everybody else leave. He wondered if he was gonna get robbed or something. He put one hand in one of his large coat pockets. "You want a drink?" Max asked. The alien didn't respond, instead walking up to Ines. Max could hear what the alien said...

"The money." Max said, simply. "I've been to many planets, in search of it." He waved his hand and His R1 security droid Hovered over to him. "I've found that This stuff sells really well." He thought for a moment "actually, I guess it's not just the money. I like traveling and... stuff." He...

"Scarif." Max said. "My parents moved there and had me." He was fine with giving this info away, becasue nobody even knew scarif existed in the first place. He wasnt lying, he lived on the only non imperial outpost on the planet, there was literaly no other citizens. He took the old creds of...

Max looked at the man that had just walked up to his counter. Well, It wasn't really a counter, more like a cart, but he didn't mind that. "I'll get uhh, the regular!" The man said. "Coming right up, that will be... 3 credits Please." Max responded. J1-KC, his droid manning the regular cart...