Nar Shaddaa

Zane had finally managed to find some clues about the new weapons dealer. It has taken longer then he hoped, but with luck he'd be done with this before the end of the night.

He lit a cigarette as he traveled through Shadow Town, his eyes open for anything that might cause him problems.

It's still his, EN investigations streetwise.: 1eP+3eA+4eD 2 successes, 2 threat

Well, there was one thing that might cause him problems. Or be a pleasant face to talk to. Who knew? Either way, Asra Nakahti was resting against a guard rail, looking off into the night. She glanced over when she notices Zanebry, raising a hand a little.

Zane would never think of Luth as a problem, they might not be able to say much about their relationship, but that was nothing strange. Raising his own hand in greeting, he made his way over to rest along the rail beside her.

"Good evening Asra." He said with a pleasant smile. "How have you been?"

She returns the smile. "Feeling complicated, but that's standard," she replies with a half smile. She glances at the cigarette and chuckles. "Tempted to ask for one, but I shouldn't. How're you?"

"Nothing wrong with complicated." Zane replied before taking a drag on his cigarette, savoring it for a moment. "Honestly I think it's a good descriptor for my life in general."

"Probably for the better, they'll kill you, eventually. I'm alright though, any day I'm shot at is on the better side."

"Lots of things will kill you. I don't think we live lives where a few bad habits make that much of a difference," she says with a chuckle. "Good to hear you're not getting shot at, at least."

"Likely not, as much as I'd hope otherwise, I am retired after all." He offered Luth a smirk, as he took another drag from his cig. "Thanks, if I got into trouble six days in seven. I don't think I'd be able to say I get into a average amount of trouble anymore."

She takes out a toothpick and put it between her teeth. It helped curb the craving, at least. "Five days out of seven is fine, though, right? You've been busy."

"Yup." He chuckled. "Five out of seven, means i got a proper weekend at the very least." He watched her put the toothpick in her mouth, perhaps he should put his cigarette out.

"I do try to keep busy though, not this busy maybe, but busy. Need to pay the bills after all."

She grins and chuckles at that. "Benefits, at least," she chuckles. "There are sure worse working conditions. What do you do these days to put food on the table?"

"A bit of this, a bit of that. Play a bit of cards and do a few odd jobs to make it through the day to day."

He smirked. "Do a few bounties as well, took out one yesterday with Colonel Hala. Though honestly she seemed about as interested in straddling me as the money."

She nods a little bit, listening and chewing gently on the end of the toothpick. She chuckles at the comment about Hala, giving him a sidelong look. "Sounds interesting. Not that I blame her."

He couldn't help but chuckle at that. "You wouldn't, but then I'm not supposed to go around sleeping with just any woman that comes around anymore. So I'll likely have to disappoint her."

"If I'd been thinking I might of invited you along on this bounty I'm on. Could likely use some help with at least part of it."

She grins and clucks her tongue a a few times at him, shaking her head. "Well, now you'll know for next time. I was thinking of bounty hunting as a profession as a possibility someday." She looks up. "Free from everything else, find a ship, getting better a piloting and just go do my own thing for a while once I'm done with my obligations."

"I'll be sure to drag you along the next time I go then. It will give you a feel for the profession at the very least." He glanced over at her and smiled.

"It is enticing in certain ways, making all the decisions for yourself. And you know, my offer still stands, until you can get a ship of your own."

She smiles and nods. "I've gone on a couple... it wasn't bad. I felt like I could've carried the hunt on my own, almost," she says with a shake of her head and a smile. "I might take you up on it." She lapses into silence for a few seconds before she looks over at him, looking tired. "I don't suppose I could ask you for a cigarette after all?"

He took a moment to put out his nearly finished smoke. Placing the butt into the container he carried, a moment later he has a cigarette between his lips and lit again, and he was passing it her way. "Just remember to sputter and cough." He finished as he exhaled.

"Well it's there if you want it. Though we might have a bit of company."

She didn't respond to the quiet words, but did sputter and cough after inhaling apparently too deeply. She handed it back, covering her mouth with the other hand as the coughing fit wound down. "Oh?"

"Well, she'd average out the ship in the breasts department." He replied with a teasing smile, his eyes drifting down.

Taking a drag from the cig, he once again offered it her way. "Not that I have any complaints as far as you're concerned."

She laughs before taking it and taking a drag, coughing again at this one, but not quite as much as she "started to get used it". She hands it back before answering, "Well, that's good at least. Both parts, really."

"Its a bit rough at first, but you'll start to like it before to long." He smirked. "Then you might have nearly as many bad habits as me."

Accepting the cigarette he chuckled. "Well, this didn't come from me, but you just might have the better ass." Taking a drag himself, he once again offered it her way. "On that note though, I may have a lady friend you might like to meet, if you're intrested. She doesn't have much use for a man like me."

"What am I missing?" She asks with a smirk, continuing the accept-inhale-return cigarette exchange as she spoke. "I heard nothing. Though I'm glad I have a nice butt. I worked hard for it. I might be interested. Who is it?"

"Gambling? Red heads? I think it could be a number if things." He replied his tone teasing.

He'd continue the game with the cigarette, it was merely a small exchange of saliva. "I could tell. As for the lady in question. She is a twi'lek, with more then enough curves to please anyone. Her name is Arali, and I think she'd be into something not too serious."

"Since I shouldn't be providing too much entertainment myself."

"Oh, I am a terrible gambler. I'm almost as bad at gambling as I am at picking up girls," she says with a laugh. "Hmm... Maybe. Assuming I wouldn't just embarrass myself." She looks up toward him with a smirk. "Lucky girl, getting to keep all of you to herself."

"I could be there if you like, help things go smoothly. Perhaps we could treat it as another of your dancing lessons? She's very good on the dance floor."

"Well, I don't know if i'd call her lucky, I'm a pretty awful guy. But she desrves I at least try. Otherwise i might of already drug you into a alleyway, to reassert all I have to offer."