Taking a break from his usual schedule of beating criminals to a pulp, Slate was enjoying a relaxing drink in one of Coruscant's many bars. The retired soldier was sat next to an armour clad women, the armour she wore appeared to be Mandalorian. Slate had been keeping to himself for most of the night, but the mention of the women's job grabbed his attention. "I'm here for more bounties..." the Mando had said. This made Slate grimace, bounty hunter were just criminals who benefitted from killing others, he hated the thought of this. He didn't want to start any violence, but he also didn't want this criminal scum to leave the bar alive. But until he had an opportunity to attack,
Slate sat in his seat, listening to the twos conversation.
[member="Lena Abren-Rendix"]
[member="Captain Falcor"]