by Durasay Mixo » Fri Jun 16, 2017 8:04 pm
Durasay watched as the Hutt slithered off, noting the thuggish guards. His hand twitched, wanting to reach for his blaster. He hated seeing this kind of situation. Staying his hand, he tried to keep his face neutral, with the self-assuming, genuine smile still on his face.
"Problems with the locals?" He raised an eyebrow, turning his attention back to Reina. "We could probably help you with that, if you'd like. We're just looking for some information. A Rodian woman was a passenger. Probably nervous looking, scared, jumpy. You wouldn't happen to know her, would you? Regardless if you do or not, I'd still offer assistance with your problem here." The Pantoran looked confident as he spoke, folding his arms across his chest.
Pantoran Peacekeeper | Neutral | Former Captain with Pantoran Defense Forces | Air of Command |
"Ah... the Negotiator..." | ThemeEquipped with: Smuggler's Trenchcoat (1/1 defense), Heavy Blaster Pistol (holstered to right thigh), Utility Belt, Vibrosword (+1 melee defense), Commlink, Datapad, Other items