Nar Shaddaa - Corellian District - Nightfall
0200 Local Time
The smell of tobacco smoke lingered heavily around the bar Orys and his companions were sitting at. The three had been enjoying themselves for the last couple of hours, Orys ordering several rounds of drinks. The bar was sparsely populated, most other guests being occupied by the stage girls and "computer repair shop". Orys donned his usual armor and equipment since this place didn't exactly attract model citizens from the surrounding areas nor did he care to try his luck. Nar Shaddaa was no place to die, even for a degenerate like himself.
The hum of background music began to fill his hears as whoever operated it turned it from barely noticeable, to quite noticeable. A refurbished server droid approached him from behind the bar and began to remove the empty bottles that stood before him. "Another?" they asked, obviously intent on making even more credits off of him. It really was an enticing offer, however he'd already had one too many drinks and his bankroll was getting shorter and shorter the longer he stayed. "No thank you." he replied, waving the droid off. The bottles clanked together as the droid continued to clean up after him, throwing the empty bottles into a nearby trashcan. Suddenly his datapad released an audible buzz notifying him of an incoming message. Orys removed it from its case and begins to read, mouthing out key words as he processes them in his head.
"Hey friend, I got a job for ya. Call me ASAP. The bosses need someone to disappear......NOW. Bring a friend or two...or three or four. Just call me."
Orys immediately knew who it was despite the anonymous message. Only a handful of people contact him about these kinds of things and only one is dumb enough to do it behind a screen. He looked to his two companions sitting beside him, using his hands to gesture them closer to him. He then flashed the datapad for a brief moment so that they could read the message before locking the device.
"You guys interested in any work?"
@Bear @lizziie
0200 Local Time
The smell of tobacco smoke lingered heavily around the bar Orys and his companions were sitting at. The three had been enjoying themselves for the last couple of hours, Orys ordering several rounds of drinks. The bar was sparsely populated, most other guests being occupied by the stage girls and "computer repair shop". Orys donned his usual armor and equipment since this place didn't exactly attract model citizens from the surrounding areas nor did he care to try his luck. Nar Shaddaa was no place to die, even for a degenerate like himself.
The hum of background music began to fill his hears as whoever operated it turned it from barely noticeable, to quite noticeable. A refurbished server droid approached him from behind the bar and began to remove the empty bottles that stood before him. "Another?" they asked, obviously intent on making even more credits off of him. It really was an enticing offer, however he'd already had one too many drinks and his bankroll was getting shorter and shorter the longer he stayed. "No thank you." he replied, waving the droid off. The bottles clanked together as the droid continued to clean up after him, throwing the empty bottles into a nearby trashcan. Suddenly his datapad released an audible buzz notifying him of an incoming message. Orys removed it from its case and begins to read, mouthing out key words as he processes them in his head.
"Hey friend, I got a job for ya. Call me ASAP. The bosses need someone to disappear......NOW. Bring a friend or two...or three or four. Just call me."
Orys immediately knew who it was despite the anonymous message. Only a handful of people contact him about these kinds of things and only one is dumb enough to do it behind a screen. He looked to his two companions sitting beside him, using his hands to gesture them closer to him. He then flashed the datapad for a brief moment so that they could read the message before locking the device.
"You guys interested in any work?"
@Bear @lizziie
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