Per my new OP template, thread is death enabled
Arla hadn't been to Nar Shaddaa before, but it was even worse than she'd imagined. Everywhere she went had some new, horrible smell. There was no fresh air anywhere on this planet, but at least it wasn't crawling with AMS anymore like she had read it had been.
She had brought along her lightsaber, energy bow, and hunting knife along with her and was waiting on the landing pad the two had agreed on before arriving on world. Arla wasn't unaccustomed to working with partners, but she was unaccustomed to trusting people, so that would come slowly. Still, thus far, Yvon had proven useful.
She glanced back down at her datapad again as she reviewed the bounty, still at a loss as to why the droid was worth so many credits. Whatever it stole from Dawn must have been extremely valuable.
Well, for the moment, she'd have to just keep her eyes open. More money usually meant more danger, too.
She had brought along her lightsaber, energy bow, and hunting knife along with her and was waiting on the landing pad the two had agreed on before arriving on world. Arla wasn't unaccustomed to working with partners, but she was unaccustomed to trusting people, so that would come slowly. Still, thus far, Yvon had proven useful.
She glanced back down at her datapad again as she reviewed the bounty, still at a loss as to why the droid was worth so many credits. Whatever it stole from Dawn must have been extremely valuable.
Well, for the moment, she'd have to just keep her eyes open. More money usually meant more danger, too.