Ved Lyuban
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- Joined
- Nov 9, 2018
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After Ved had landed his "Mako" in Eastport Docking Facility, the man decided to visit a familiar pub which he used to visit during his first years of military service. It was actually a good place to relax after a hard day. Before Ved had committed his actions, he looked in a mirror in his captain room to check if he looks bad or very bad. The face he saw either looked not as bad as might be, but linger travels had made their job. The mercenary looked like a homeless who have been drinking for several days without a break, albeit Ved was sober for a long time. He was about to fix this thing alongside with a search for another job. And so he went where he wanted to, picked his rifle in case of suspicious persons, but left his armor on the ship. It was simply unnecessary here and will not make him look better. He doubted, that he will be sent to the Underworld today, but who knows. Lyuban came here to get a job and as soon as he will get it, he will fly away from here at once. In case nothing interesting could hold him.
"Hello, traveler. Can I help you?". Asked man the bartender behind the bar counter. He looked really affable, but Ved doesn't care, but answered in the same way.
"Yes. Is Jhikl nearby? I need to see him". Taking a seat on the opposite side of the bar, replied Lyuban.
"No, he has gone an hour ago and you probably won't see him today. Maybe I can do something for you instead?". Replied back bartender cleaning a glass as if hinting how exactly he could help. And the old mercenary got an idea of it.
"Oh, yes. If you have Cheedoan or Corellian whiskey, give me some, please." Pronounced Lyuban and took out his datapad on the bar surface. He wanted to check the news on Holonet and check his mail from previous employers. The bartender had got it and once he poured half of the glass, he left Ved with his own thoughts.
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