Nick seemed to end up out in the Outer Rim more and more these days. To say Nar Shaddaa wasn't his favorite place would be a pretty big understatement. With that being said, he was determined to see this girl rescued, or at least her capturers brought to justice. It had taken him several long nearly sleepless days of searching on Coruscant, but he had finally got a tip that the politician and perhaps killer Trys and himself had been looking for had shown up on Nar Shaddaa.
He had hurried to board a transport and made his way out to the edge of the Galaxy. Once there, he decided pretty quick he would need to recruit the help of a halfway decent slicer to track down the man he was looking for. It didn't take much asking around to find the establishment named Nightfall. If he was going to find help, it would likely be here.
Nick entered the establishment, made his way to the bar and sat down. He wore a black shirt and pants with a worn spacer's jacket over everything. He had hidden anything that would identify him as a Sector Ranger, thinking it best to not go around announcing it. His beard had grown out a bit, too busy to shave in the last few days.
He scanned the room, honestly, he had spent time in worse looking bars.
He had hurried to board a transport and made his way out to the edge of the Galaxy. Once there, he decided pretty quick he would need to recruit the help of a halfway decent slicer to track down the man he was looking for. It didn't take much asking around to find the establishment named Nightfall. If he was going to find help, it would likely be here.
Nick entered the establishment, made his way to the bar and sat down. He wore a black shirt and pants with a worn spacer's jacket over everything. He had hidden anything that would identify him as a Sector Ranger, thinking it best to not go around announcing it. His beard had grown out a bit, too busy to shave in the last few days.
He scanned the room, honestly, he had spent time in worse looking bars.