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- Irizi'nay'nuru
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Irizi'nay'nuru sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. Water. The patrons would probably make fun of him for it, but they would be the ones with a serious addiction at the end of the day. The bartender handed him his drink with a questioning look. The Chiss pulled his hood further over his head. It would be better for the people to think he was a Pantoran than an "exotic" alien like a Chiss.
Zinayn leaned against the bar and took a swig of water. Tasted like pipes. He forced himself to swallow it and set down the glass. He sighed, hoping someone would ask him to complete a job. It shouldn't be that hard, being in a cantina on the hundredth something level of Coruscant. All sorts of illegal activities happened down here.
However, he was in the golden zone. While there would be criminals running rampant, there would also be a heavy Coruscanti police prescence. At the end of the day, Zinayn would take whatever job someone offered him. In the mean time, though, he would have to learn to like nasty pipe water.
Zinayn leaned against the bar and took a swig of water. Tasted like pipes. He forced himself to swallow it and set down the glass. He sighed, hoping someone would ask him to complete a job. It shouldn't be that hard, being in a cantina on the hundredth something level of Coruscant. All sorts of illegal activities happened down here.
However, he was in the golden zone. While there would be criminals running rampant, there would also be a heavy Coruscanti police prescence. At the end of the day, Zinayn would take whatever job someone offered him. In the mean time, though, he would have to learn to like nasty pipe water.