Ask Cantonica I Wear My Black Visor At Night

[Miri Kryze]

Gamblers, rich tourists, war profiteers. Cantonica was the perfect place to find a bounty or two, maybe even get one yourself. The issue with Canto Bight was that police were everywhere, and the Corporate Sector Authority not far away. It was very easy to go to collect a bounty, and catch one yourself in these parts. That would stop Kryze from collecting, though. They were a tenacious bunch, and if there was a bounty to be collected they would make sure to collect it.

Miri sat in her warm grey armor, sans the helmet, in the lounge of the ship. They had already landed the spaceport, but had decided to prepare in the relative privacy of the ship. A Bounty Hunters Guild puck was in the center of the table between her and Jace. The blue, holo-image of a male Twi'lek spun, displaying the name Niko Losseris. He was pudgey, and draped in fine silks and precious metal jewelry. Miri's distaste for the man didn't show through her apathetic stare. The bounty for returning him cold was a decent sum, but it was almost double if they brought him in warm.

Niko was an arms merchant that had a severe addiction to gambling. According to the bounty, Niko had bet several shipments of weapons to a particularly wealthy individual. When he lost and had to pay up, the crates he left were empty, and Niko had already skipped out on the sector. Every time they had tried to get to Niko on Cantonica, they were always stopped by some level of authority. Thankfully, Mandalorians were resourceful. They had some clothes to blend in with the crowds, or they could simply wear their armor. Though she'd feel naked without armor, Miri was leaning toward blending in, and concealing her blaster.

<<"Three places he'd be: races, casino, or his beach-front property,">> Miri said in Mando'a; even on the ship there was no telling if someone could be listening in. Her red gaze turned to Jace. <<"You're the people hunter. What's your call?">>

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[Jace Kryze]

Jace had his feet propped up on the table with the bounty puck. He had his EZPods in for translating, but really it was blasting a song as he imagined himself at a Cantonica yacht party with beautiful half naked women and men all around him. His feet rocked side to side to the beat and he was spaced out despite staring right at the puck projection.

“Huh? What’d you say?” He blurted when he realized Meerkat was talking. He ran his fingers through his brilliant green hair. He didn’t wait for her to respond, taking out one of his EZPods so he could keep the music going in his other one.

“This fat fuck is probably going to be at the annual Harvest Bash,” He said without any context from her, recalling the countless times he spotted high profile targets at the event, “You get dolled up, I’m your bodyguard,” Jace said with a shrug. While full armor looked intimidating, it wasn’t uncommon for Mandalorians to serve as bodyguards. Meerkat looked ‘exotic’ enough to garner enough interest on her own without anyone fussing over him, "No striking at the party though, that's only for picking up the trail. That party is a well I wanna keep going back to."

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[Miri Kryze]

If Miri had been disappointed, she didn't show it. She'd known Jace a long, long time, and knew his antics. Despite them, and his abrasive nature during the hunts she invited him on, he was the best brother she could have. She shrugged at his suggestion. He was better at hunting people than her. The moment she stood up, the armor started coming off, being placed neatly in a pile on the couch next to where she'd been sitting. For someone that didn't lift weights, she had a fairly athletic, but muscular physique. Most of the major muscles, including the arms, abdomen and thighs were well defined.

In nothing but a pair of underwear, Miri dug through the bag of clothes, getting a bra and an extravagant red dress that matched the lip stick she already wore. It was the most lady-like thing about Miri; she always wore make up under the helmet. Holding out her arms after getting dressed, she gave Jace a spin. "Dolled enough?" she asked in basic, completely unworried that she had just shown Jace everything. It wasn't anything he hadn't seen before growing up, anyway.

"Carry something extra. For me," she said, pointing to her Westar-35 on the table. If things went south in a hurry, she didn't want to only be armed with her fists and a dress; it might ruin the dress.

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[Jace Kryze]

Jace was entirely unconcerned by her stripping down to get ready. He had seen her half naked enough times when she got plastered at parties or when he had to hold her hair while she hurled or when she bawled over some guy that broke her heart while he let her vent while having a smoke. Oh, he had seen enough.

“Skipping out on the squats, Meerkat?” He quipped while chewing gum before his gaze returned to his EZPhone to play a tower defense game. He was in a serious league for it, somehow managing to rise through the ranks despite only playing while taking a dump. Jace looked up again when Meerkat asked her question, giving his signature wink and thumbs up.

“Roger that,” He said as he grabbed the pistol and stashed it on his hip. Jace rose to stand, stretching and flexing before he started putting the rest of his armor plates on, “We need some fake IDs to get entry to this thing. Think Firecrotch can hook us up?” He had a new nickname for Faela (@Apollyon )every other day and that was her designated one for the day.

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[Miri Kryze]

Miri gave him a smirk in a rare show of sober emotion. "Didn't want to you distract you," she retorted. Satisfied with her dolling up, she slid on some flats. If there was one thing Miri couldn't pull off, it was heels. She never managed to learn how to walk in them. It was the bane of her existence. Thankfully, there were very few times she had to wear them. Most bounties found their place on backwater planets in the outer rim, not Corporate Sector cities with massive parties.

At least with him carrying his own weapons and one of hers, she'd feel at ease. She knew he'd never let anyone get near her anyway. The amount of guys she had doted on that approached her when she was too drunk to even walk that he'd punched out was in the double digits. Never on a mission though. Never on a hunt.

Miri shook her head. "Didn't bring anything matching this plan. Faela can get some quick," she said. The smirk returned. "She answers your messages faster." Miri knew all about the crush Faela had on Jace. She couldn't blame her, but she didn't have the same feelings herself. He was her rock, her protector- her brother. What would take Miri thirty minutes to get back from Faela, Jace could get in fifteen seconds.

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