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Arden Kryze

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Nar Shaddaa/Slicer's Vice
18:22 local time

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Usually when a person had a bad experience at a place, they would stay away. Likewise if they enjoyed a place, they would frequent it again...for arden, it was somewhere in the middle. But only this time, he wasn't there for fun or to make trouble. He was there for business, and crucial business at that. This deal was going to not just help him, but a multitude of other Mandalorians as well...that was if he could land this deal. He doubted it, given the issues he had last time with the owner.

He walked along the path, minding his own business. He spotted people eyeing him, obviously thanks to the T-visor, but he ignored them. He spotted the club in the distance and picked up his pace. When he reached it he slowed down and waltzed into the building. The music was playing and the literal exotic dancers were doing their thing. Some of them immediately recognized him and either backed away or they froze to eye him. He walked past them with his eyes straight forward until he reached the bar counter. At the bar, he ordered a pint of dark beer with a straw and paid the bartender a double tip. "Oi, luv. Do me a favour, would you? Kindly fetch your boss for me. Cheers." he said then started to sip on his drink without taking off his helmet. He fully expected a fight to break out, but for now he was calm.

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Nashyr Ris

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Jedi Order
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When Nashyr had gotten word that a certain sleemo had waltzed into her bar, armored, and had called up for her by title, she had to grit her teeth in frustration. It was enough to drive a woman batty.

She already had enough to deal with on her end, she didn't want to be entertaining more Mandos than she had to. But... she glanced at her commlink, and sighed, head slumping into her hands on her office desk. He probably wasn't going to leave her alone; most of them were remarkably stubborn that way.

She was dressed simply today, with her black club print logo and a pair of black leggings. She knew she looked good, but sauntering through the bar with her head held high... she knew she looked it too.

She stalked her way over to where the Mando was sitting, tail swishing in agitation at seeing that T-visor again.

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What do you want." She stated this flatly, arms crossed. "You remark on my fur again, I'm tossing you faster than you can say 'ma'am'."

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