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In the deepest, slimy guts of Nar Shaddaa…
"'EY!"
A small, redheaded figure skidded rather gracelessly against the slimy ground(and only stars knew what it was slimy from. Refuse? some dead thing? She really didn't want to know), clambering up to face the open doorway. A visible scowl pinched up her features as she strode back to the open doorway, only to get shoved back.
"Gimme back my stuff, you sleemo!" she snarled, shoving back against the beefy Human male that stood in her way. He laughed, shrugging away her batting arms, and then hefted a duffle out into the slimy street with a shrug. "And my payment!" she bellowed, smacking him in the chest.
He simply shrugged once again. "If you've got a problem, do a better job. The boss let you live, that's payment enough." With that said, he roughly shoved her back and slammed the door shut.
Right in her face.
"For that junky droid?!" she screeched, irately kicking one boot against the door with a snarl. "Yer lucky the thing didn' catch a'fire with all that sparkin', you low-life, money-grubbing bunch o' punchy--" the rest was lost with an incoherent screech as she kicked and pounded at the door again, then let out one last snarl.
"Fine. This was a heap o' junk anyways. Hasta la bye-bye, you bunch o' useless-"
So saying, she muttered this while picking up her bag, and half-heartedly wiping off the slime. She hadn't been paying attention to where she was going, but suddenly she slammed into someone else, the words spilling out as she tried to swipe ginger bangs from her forehead.
"'Scuse me, I was just--" but something about them made her pause, gawking slightly.
Had she hit her head? Because her day just got weird.
@Darasaurus