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Station in Orbit above Nar Shadaa
2200 Hours
Open to anyone and everyone! Come on in and take a seat! (If you sit in a corner the sheer "clicheness" will auto kill your character though)
Trip sat at the crowded bar in one of the space stations that orbited the planet. He had arrived with his cargo earlier in the day. He was actually a day early this time and received a nice bonus because of it. It was nice to have the night off while he waited to pick up his next load of cargo in two days, but he was already ready to get moving again.
Trip had never been one to stay still long. There was nothing worth sticking around for. His mother and father were both dead. He had no one. Sure, he had meant women along the way, seemed even seemed okay, but in the end, they all had left too. A Smuggler/Merchant's life was never always easy. There were great times and there were desperate times. He hadn't found someone that cared enough to stick around during those desperate times.
He pushed back from the bar. He had drank too much. He always got like this when he drank to much. He exhaled sharply as he turned around on his bar stool and looked out over the crowd. He had been here before several times when he passed by Nar Shadda. It was a bit more expensive than some of the joints planet side, but everything always felt so dirty down on the planet. This place wasn't any cleaner or safer really, but it made Trip feel more at east so he kept coming back.
A particularly attractive woman walked by him and smiled as she passed. He gave a half smile in return before she moved on. This was the third time she had walked by. Was she that desperate for someone to by her drinks? Trip wanted to leave, but couldn't bring himself to get up. For now, he relaxed back against the bar as band began playing on the small stage that bar had built.
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