Xath heard the speeder pull up and decided he didn't have a problem with looking creepy; these men didn't know him anyways. He slipped back into his robes, fingering a saber through the cloth.
He watched the door, fully unprepared for who was about to walk through.
As he waited, his mind wandered...last time he had been on Lothal, he'd gotten into a fight with a Jedi. It'd led to some civilian deaths; he'd also shaved off the end of a sketchy character's blaster. It looked expensive, too...though not as expensive as his hand that came off next.
He'd been lucky not to run into anyone who hated him; hopefully he'd just be in and out.
He watched the door, fully unprepared for who was about to walk through.
As he waited, his mind wandered...last time he had been on Lothal, he'd gotten into a fight with a Jedi. It'd led to some civilian deaths; he'd also shaved off the end of a sketchy character's blaster. It looked expensive, too...though not as expensive as his hand that came off next.
He'd been lucky not to run into anyone who hated him; hopefully he'd just be in and out.