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Tarrius Drast, Bounty Hunter_____________________________________________________________________________
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Accessing Coordinates.....
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Location Query = 'Nar Shaddaa'
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Accessing Account: USER: KAL DRAST......................
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*One New Contract Pending *
Target: Kassandra O'Ryanan
Contractor: Zendelli Corporation
Wanted: DEAD
Reasoning: Terrorist responsible for delivering explosive packaging to the Lugar-Tor Processing Corporation, causing major infrastructure and an environmental damage, in which the Zendelli corporation has had to built programs and a new multi-billion credit facility for the cleanup process. The Corporation wants her dead and taken care of, show her no sympathy. Our planet can't keep handling major destruction from terrorists, albeit the Empire, Mandalorians, Rebel Scum or anarchists like her.
Last Known Location: Level 4568
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Outer Rim, Hutt Sector, Nar Shaddaa
The Dancing Womp Rat
On The Trail
His brown eyes skimmed across the text on his datapad, The Lugar-Tor Chemical Explosion, two hundred and forty five dead and a cleanup process that went up over night. This corporation, they sure stepped in quick, but I suppose someone has to be a hero.. He winced at the trailing words, Hero, something he had failed to be for this planet. The faces of his friends came flashing back into his mind, they were dead now, yet here he stood--a forgotten Drast, a ghost of a former life.
Tucking the datapad into a pouch he glanced over towards the glowing neon lights of the club. Placing a stolen mandalorian helmet upon his head, he got into character, the former vigilante's chest place was fastened around his upper torso, serving as a supposed trophy of the hunter, the man to kill the Shadow--if only they knew the truth.
His black cape swept to the side as he stepped into the crowded club, mixed with aliens from all over the galaxy. He seemed out of place, and a few gave him a quick worried and hushed glance--was the bounty hunter after them?
"Echutta...are you trying to scare away my customers? How many times do I have to tell you you can't come in here wearing that?" The Nikito behind the bar barked with a groan as the fake Mandalorian approached the bar.
"The girl," he would respond through his helmet's communicator, as his palm flashed a holo projection of the smugggler, "Have you seen her?" Kal responded in a cold fashion.
"What she stand you up on a date?" The Nikito grinned, though that faded as the masked hunter didn't respond, "Not even a hello....look, she may have come in here, you know Gast..a lot of people come in here, but if you're asking, no, there hasn't been a redhead asking for the former Huttball star, Kal Gast...Hey where are you going?"
"I'm going to take a look around," he responded in a dry tone as he pushed his way into the crowd, he knew a smuggler couldn't resist hiding for too long, they would eventually need a drink and credits. Unfortunately for her, these drinks would be her last.
Tag: @Judis