El'eye shrugged, taking the bag. He wasn't stupid, nor did he think he was made of cortosis. Lightsabers were scary, and she just happened to have one. And didn't look afraid to use it.
"Alright. What do you wanna know?"
her smile widened "Are you meeting someone? I want in." she holstered the blaster. it fit perfectly. This was going to be so much more enjoyable than bringing him in and making small coin for bounty
"Member of the Hutt cartel. Looking to loop me in and supply the slimy's security force." It was a ridiculously lucrative deal, but he attempted to play it off the best he could.
"Hutts, huh? That's a pretty high buy. need a little extra muscle?" she nodded toward her sabre "Even those massive slugs seem pretty easily convinced with the right moves… I could assure you the deal-" she leaned closer and spoke softly "For 50%"
"Kill me now, 'cause you aren't getting 50%. I was the one who worked for 4 years to get here." He crossed his arms in defiance. "I'll consider 40%. If you give me 50 more credits for that fancy new blaster of yours."
she chuckled and roughly patted his shoulder from across the table "I knew you weren't easy. 40 is plenty." she stood and tossed him a jingling sack "Keep the coin, I'm in this for the mischief." she winked and held out her hand "The name's Evarre. Don't worry, I'm not with the Jedi. Got your own transport?"
He stared at her hand and hook it grudgingly. "Got a hunk of shit I call a speederbike. I'm supposed to meet them in an hour."
Evarre smiled coyly "I've got a better idea. My speeder is plenty big for the both of us. Where are they meeting you?" she shrugged into an oversized cloak she pulled from the back of a chair nearby. nobody would miss it, everyone here was either blasted drunk or headed that way. It was always like that during these races
*Racing seasons
"Got coordinates and a name to call out. Nothin' more, nothin' less."
He began sliding his weapons into a bag he had brought with him, very haphazardly considering how dangerous they were.
(Hol up- are we on Tatooine now?)
(OOOFF, I forgot, my bad)
(lol no big deal- I was ready to go with it. XD)
"Let's get going, then." she tossed him a key "You drive, I'll watch the merchandise." she held out her hand for the bag
He chucked the bag over to her, catching the keys and studying them. "Seems fair enough." He began heading to the door, but was stopped by a Wookie grabbing him by the throat as he passed and pinning him against the wall, lifting him up a couple of feet in a show of power.
Evarre caught the bag and shouldered it. She turned back to see the beast grab him and drew her new blaster "AY! Drop the sleazeball, Wookie!" she stepped closer, other hand on her sabrehilt "I'm sorry, Sir, but you're gonna have to find your own bounty, 'cause this claim is staked." she spoke slow and sure, her blaster aimed at his eyes
"This isn't the right time," he weezed out, pointing to the woman.
The Wookie grumbled in frustration, dropping El'eye with a huff and sitting back down
she nodded and yanked him up off the floor and dusted him off "Old friend?"
(gotta go, I'll be back :))
(See ya!)
"Nah. He tried to kill me before. Hasn't succeeded yet," He mumbled, rubbing his neck gingerly. "Gotta strong right hand, though."
(back for a bit!)
(Yay!)
she shook her head and sighed, hefting the bag higher on her shoulder on the way out the door "Can't say I don't have a few of those friends myself, you know. Comes with the territory sometimes." she flicked her hand toward a nice, two seated speeder with soft colors "That'll be me, we better hurry. I don't wanna miss this deal."
He nodded, inserting the key and starting the bike. "Well," he said, sliding onto the driver's seat, "Hop on."
Name: Sashus
Race: Raxorican (think lizard)
Home (planet, city): Dretteen, Corunx (primarily desert)
Looks: lanky, scaled, darting eyes, humanoid looking, but with a long whiplike tail and lizard pupils. Tan color.
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Occupation: Trouble
Sash grumbled to himself as he heaved his master from the speeder. of course he had to be the only one made to come along on this shady deal. of course HE had to stand there shaking and hoping it didnt all go south while his absolute slug of a master just laughed and called him a coward for the fortieth time. Of course the seller would be late and make him even more nervous, even though he was assured it was normal… this was the worst day
They arrived about 30 minutes late, the speeder easing to a stop in the dark alley. "Daw, shit," *El'eye mumbled. "He brought the Hutt."
He raised his voice. "Hey, Mr. Hutt, traffic was horrible. Sorry about that." He glanced over at Evarre. "Never caught your name, sweetheart."
she nodded "Evarre. best keep it down though, there are quite a few who know it. And not for good reasons." she nodded toward the Hutt and whispered "Friend of yours? or just the shifty lizard?"
"Like I said, I just got coordinates. But, by the looks of it, they're the two we need." He turned and said. "Potatoes on rye, right?" to the two.
Sash glared at the newcomer as his master grinned greedily toward the sack, obviously bursting with weapons. The Hutt jabbed him with his meaty elbow, encouraging him to translate "Oh, yes. my master, Vitto the Hutt welcomes you and apologizes for the traffic. He wants to know if you have the promised goods?" sash wrung his hands nervously
