Craw Toboga wrote:A shadow of annoyance twisted itself through Craw's expression. "Ain't that simple Nudie. I fucked up, bad. I can only run away from this so long before she finally catches me. And I have no intention of killing her. Cause whatever it is that she's got planned for me... Well to be honest I probably deserve it... So yeah... That's how it's gonna go down, sorry bud." He sipped his drink. "But I'm gonna keep working with you guys till I die, so let's worry about burning that bridge when we get to it."
Dapper Dog wrote:“What do you want aruetii?” the woman says resting her hand on her blaster.
“Not just anyone speaks to Corso.”
Aphr Ahaya wrote:Aphr watched her walk away towards the Mandalorians...and Eight?
Oh...shit
She considered saying more. Saying...something. What if she was wrong though? It couldn't be her, surely? Even if there was a connection...
Now is not the time.
She approached Eight, giving the droid a nod.
Niall Organa wrote:Corso Fett wrote:Corso nods and turns to talk to a fellow Mandalorian.
Niall returned to the bar, not far from Varra. Better to watch her back, while she watched his.
(PM if approached)
Dapper Dog wrote:Shae listens and takes a moment to consider her options and then says, “Make it quick, aruetii.”
Nekoinu wrote:Vera came back to the bar and kept her distance from Craw. Instead, she eyed the Republic military man. "You were just up there talking with Corso Fett. How did you earn the right?" she asked, as if it had been ridiculous for him to be up there.
Niall Organa wrote:Nekoinu wrote:Vera came back to the bar and kept her distance from Craw. Instead, she eyed the Republic military man. "You were just up there talking with Corso Fett. How did you earn the right?" she asked, as if it had been ridiculous for him to be up there.
Niall straightened, regretting his last drink. "I asked him. He agreed. I think perhaps he favors boldness. But if you want to know for sure, you'll have to ask him." He said, his voice steady.
Arsele Girard wrote:Arsele nods briefly before walking up, finding the Fett leader and taking in the situation.
Niall Organa wrote:Niall's voice remained steady. "And I told you. I asked for the opportunity to pay my respects to my host. Perhaps my boldness impressed him, like I suggested. Perhaps he was just surprised to see a Republic officer here, and he was curious." His lips twitched. "Surely you don't think I'm a Jedi, able to read his mind."
Corso Fett wrote:He is sitting with fellow Mandalorians drinking and discussing war and Mandalorian things. He looks at Arsele and says, “You look lost, anything I can do to help?”
He stands.
Nekoinu wrote:"No, I don't think you're a Jedi. And I don't care if you are one, either." Vera crossed her arms, glared up at the second story, and then back to Niall. "Whatever. Guess I should introduce myself. I'm Vera Ordo. And don't ask me to shake your hand or anything."
Nekoinu wrote:Vera's eyes lit up, a smile cracking on her lips for a brief moment. However, she soon went back to her grumpy composure and peered at him. "Lek. Yeah. What of it? Are you looking to hire Mandalorians?"
Nekoinu wrote:"Wouldn't be right for me to tell you. It's called 'black ops' for a reason." Vera crossed her arms and thought on it a bit more. "But yeah, I don't have anything against working for the Republic, if the cash is right."
Nekoinu wrote:"I usually tell my clients that I am a Mandalorian." She stared at him for a few moments and then shrugged. "I work with my team to eliminate targets of interest. What more do I need to say?"