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@Andrewza
well the drink wasn't the best, the ambience was non-existent and the heat was constant. Come to Tatooine, he said, bet on some races he said. well Mani was not a gambling man and the women weren't that great around here either. Here in Mos Eisley it is one of the few places he'll hesitate before returning. next time he'll just call his contact here. they had already met and discussed intel on the pirate group that was operating in the area, or rather the vast number of them. but only whispers about the one that the Accord was interested in at the moment.
a number of comlinks went off near him from patrons at the dive-bar that he found himself in. his armor probably made others think he was nothing but a bounty hunter or mercenary for hire and occasionally got stares. most of the patrons that were inside soon left leaving the Concordian one of the few patrons of the bar to still inhabit the dark room.
"Where'd everybody go?" he asked the bartender as he massaged his stubble that was starting to accumulate.
"probably just another ship crashed. a new outfit has been trying to pirate the ships that come through here and those that they damage to bad usually crash. good opportunity for salvage." the man said as he fruitlessly tried to clean a glass with a rag. thinking that maybe if there were any survivors the man grabbed his helmet and placed it over his head as he headed off to follow the group of individuals now looking to profit off of the misfortune of whomever the ship belonged to.