Nar Shaddaa

Baesal was waiting with her biker clothes under a neon sign for her partner in crime.

This is about time

Moyr lingered in the shadows nearby, making sure she was not seen when she whispered.

"Here, darling. What is this about?"

Baes grinned

''Hello to you as well darling''

She slided an enveloppe behind her back

''A target, worth 1750 alive...I thought you'd be interested.''

"I might be. Any details? If you want me to track him or her, I guess I'd need them..."

She accepted the envelope and read.

"Hmmm, all right, let's get down to this."

''I think 50/50 would be a fair split, yes?''

"I am beyond haggling with you, dear. Even split is good though."

Moyr hid the envelope and strode out without looking at Baes.

"Follow me."

Soon, she would find a trail toward the insufferable Ordo.

EA5. Bounty. Streetwise. Baes' Assistance.: 1eP+2eA+2eB+1eC+2eD 3 successes, 1 advantage


"Security has tightened."

Moyr mused as they eluded another patrol.

''They expect something, mayhaps'' she whispers in her partner's hear

"Mhm. Wonder what. You know, let's get off the streets for now., until this dies down a little. To a bar we could ask around a bit."

Moyr pointed to a seedy place just down the street.

She agreed with a motion of the head

"Yup, properly seedy"

She looked for an opening

"Allright, Let's go!"

Once there, Moyr found a table and listened to conversations around her while Baes got them drinks. "I wonder what the guy has been up to. There is an outcast within Clan Ordo. It is Ulter who has given her a lifeline by offering a permanent job." She paused. "A Mandalorian offering bounties is plenty strange."

"Is it?" She asked bringing booze in the bar's cleanest glasses

"I must admit I don't know much about the Mandalorians except for their weapons and armor"

"You surely remember me as one quite involved in their affairs. It's no coincidence I have employed Craw." Moyr mused, accepting the drink and taking a moment to relax. "I just keep wondering what this bounty can tell me about the Ordo affairs. Do you think we could interrogate the man before we turn him in?"

EA5. Cool.: 3eA 4 successes, 2 advantage


[-4 Strain]

She agrees

''I'm sure that would be possible, I don't intend to use lethal force anyway.'' she said patting her ion saber

"Good." She looked at her hands. "Do you have some, I don't know, anxiety pills? I had a difficult morning."

[Need a Crit (24) medicated]

''Let me check you out'' the togruta got a little light out and used it to look at Moyr's irises

''Yeah, you've been banged up...drugs? I'll give you a detox to see if it helps...tell me how it feels''

Healing Moyr: 4eA+1eD 1 success, 1 advantage

(injury healed and recover one strain)

"Better." Moyr admitted honestly after a few minutes of waiting for the detox to kick in. "Better now. Yeah, I've been a bad girl and experimented with untested chems." She sighed. "But that was a necessity. I don't plan on doing this again though."

A a little grimace followed

''Drug are bad m'kay?'' she replied closing her medkit

''A necessity you say?''

"I know, dear. I try to be judicious with those. It was business though. I needed... enhanced awareness... to sort out stuff. Sith stuff." She sighed with a sad look.

''Shortcuts heh?'' she said with an impish smile

"Special circumstances." Though she agreed with a nod that that was indeed cutting the lane on a red light.

''As long as you are okay'' she said with a knowing smile

"I will be, eventually. I'll trudge on." Her resolve sounded a bit dimmed, but she just shook her head and got into her drink. "What have you been up to lately? Getting on a good footing with your fellow Jedi?"

''Kinda'' she replied

''They are good folks, dense sometimes but good. I'm also working on a new lightsaber prototype''

"What's new about it?"

"Its a shield!" She said with sparkling eyes

"A great defensive tool!"