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Ben
SWRP Writer
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Inside a small cantina on the streets of Coruscant, there were bumbling cantina goers, various bands playing, and a bar. The cantina was quiet for a moment until the band played their next song.
Ben was sitting on a barstool with Terisian Ale, scanning over his datapad.
So, im after a guy named Horu... What a nice name. I would have wished I'd been given more information on the bounty, even if it meant talking to the man who placed it on him.
He ignored the other people in the cantina, but one group of people on the back corner just seemed to be admiring him of some sort. As the bartender came by he decided to put away his datapad.
He sat there pondering his thought about the bounty, and also the fact that it never told him where the man they placed charges on can possibly be. The cantina goers in the back then lost interest in it, and kept to themselves. And the musicians and the cantina had just switched songs once again.
Inside a small cantina on the streets of Coruscant, there were bumbling cantina goers, various bands playing, and a bar. The cantina was quiet for a moment until the band played their next song.
Ben was sitting on a barstool with Terisian Ale, scanning over his datapad.
So, im after a guy named Horu... What a nice name. I would have wished I'd been given more information on the bounty, even if it meant talking to the man who placed it on him.
He ignored the other people in the cantina, but one group of people on the back corner just seemed to be admiring him of some sort. As the bartender came by he decided to put away his datapad.
He sat there pondering his thought about the bounty, and also the fact that it never told him where the man they placed charges on can possibly be. The cantina goers in the back then lost interest in it, and kept to themselves. And the musicians and the cantina had just switched songs once again.
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