Nar Shaddaa

It was nearly dawn when Zane found the time to bring the slave to Jo. the shop was certain to be closed but he knocked anyways. He wanted to get this done and get to bed, and a merchant should be ready to do business at any hour.

Closed!

Jo’s is never closed the slave market was never closed not on the mobile barge he had turned into a slave market. Jo was open and apparently trying to make a sale when Zane makes his approach.

It was a garish floating structure with neon holo lights and a big caricature face of Jo blinking over the barge, it was not subtle.

Zane waited a bit, as Jo concluded his business, there was no rush after all. As he deal was concluded though he stepped forward. "I believe I have someone you have been missing." He offered, nodding his head toward the slave.

“Oh… you did it! Well Jo is pleased with this turn of events, I was beside myself with worry. This is what gives me faith in my fellow sentient beings,” he says with feigned emotion.

“Since you are here can I interest you in a dancing girl? Now she’s a bit long in the years and had a bad hip but she can two-step like nobody’s business,” he says with a coy smile.

"You're welcome." He offered with half a smile, glancing over the mans wares for a brief moment.

"Sadly I'll have to pass on the dancing girl, I'd want one with good hips after all. Being able to two-step is nice, but I think I'd get bored of that dance in a few days."

"A discerning slave master, I see," Jo replies.

"Well for a thousand creds we can find the hips that will move your spirit, and I have great leasing options!"

"That's truly tempting." He replied pursing his lips. "But I think my lady back home would try and throttle me if I brought one back with me."

"Still no harm is browsing." He offered the slaver a smile. "After all, I have a good friend who is in the market."

“Well tell me what you are looking for I have a slave for every budget and need,” Jo responds.

"He mentioned an attractive slave for entertainment, perhaps a dancer, or singer."

"I'm not sure of his budget exactly, but I'd say start at 1500."

“Well that we can work with,” Jo says gesturing for the man to follow.

“We have a wide selection of beautiful and charming slaves,” he says directing his attention to many young women and men with slave collars.

“Now if you buy two we can offer a third of equal or lesser value at half price! A great deal and we accept trade ins.”

Z looked the slaves over, he honestly had no intention to buy any, but Remmy had been asking.

There was always the chance one caught his interest though, you could never be sure who might end up here. "I'll keep that in mind, and pass it along."

Jo nods and says, “Think it over, I am sue these high demand slaves will still be here.”