Private A Tale of Two

[XIII]

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[Nar Shaddaa]
[Morbo's Paradise]
[Red Light Sector]​

Spoiler: Current Disguise: Sewboamnuc the White

The Wookiee Bounty Hunter had recently got off a mission for the Qunaalac Kajidic. They wanted a gamorrean dead for stealing some priceless artifact although it was nothing more than a ceremonial war club. Sewboa had entered into the Red Light Sector on Nar Shaddaa for a quiet drink from Morbo's Paradise named after a ruthless gangster hutt who is no longer alive. The new owner didn't bother to change the name due to its well known nature. Not the most reputable place within the sector but had enough of a selection of beverages to make it worth it. Trandoshans had attempted to take him down before and the wookiee was careful to avoid any unwanted attention. His large battle axe hanged from his back as a subtle reminder that picking a fight with a wookiee was never a good option.

The bouncers let him inside after a good brawl between them, ripping one bouncer's arm off and beating the other bouncer with it. Sewboa had armor on his shoulders as they were more vulnerable to attack than the rest of him which was beaten into shape from countless hand to hand combats across the galaxy. His equipment was few but considering his strength and size of 8 feet tall many had chosen to surrender to avoid getting pounded into the floor. The sound of gambling and machines spinning brought his attention to the many tables around the place. Casinos were popular on any planet due to the possibility of getting rich or getting poorer than they were before. The White Wookiee ignored the sounds and made his way to the bartender which was none other than Waldo, a toydarian whose sense of fashion was way last decade.

Sewboa had managed to become a regular for the cantina within the casino, as the toydarian had already prepared his drink before the wookiee droid translator asked for it. He took off his battle axe from his back, putting it near his chair as he climbed up to the counter. Taking a large gulp from the glass which emptied the contents in a relatively short fashion. The Wookiee paid attention to his surroundings to avoid any ambush. His unoccupied hand ready to grab his battle axe without a second thought. Wookiees were known for their bad temper and sewboa was no different to those that disturbed him.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current outfit

The only good thing about the Jedi was that they at least were decent at clearing out all of the bullchit that was cluttered in planets like Nar Shadda. Hilal lost count on how many times she ran into idiots who tried to rip her off in contracts, the Silvers adhere to the rules of the Bounty Hunter's Guild and make sure that the contracts were handled fairly. That was the nicest thing that Hilal was willing to say about the Jedi, they were still scum who often thought they had they had the high ground. The young woman entered the bar looking at the busy patrons, she needed to make more contacts if she wanted to have contracts falling to her like ripened fruit.

"DVA," Hilal pressed her mouth against her watch. DVA was in the ship busy with maintenance, Hilal can take care of herself besides her armor isn't too far from where she's at. "I want you to run a scan of possible offers on Nar Shadda, I know your scan has come up empty an hour ago but you know how things can quickly change in this profession."

DVA gave a hearty beep before she sat down next to a large white Wookie. "Hey buddy," Hilal muttered. "Can ya gimme some space please, I need to conduct some business with the bartender."

XIII

 

[XIII]

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[Nar Shaddaa]
[Morbo's Paradise]
[Red Light Sector]​

Spoiler: Current Disguise: Sewboamnuc the White

The Broken Alliance Syndicate operating from Quesh had posted a bounty on the white wookiee bounty hunter stating that the wookiee had stolen something very valuable from the syndicate itself and was last seen fleeing for the system of nar shaddaa. Although the syndicate operated on quesh they controlled a small branch location on the planet next to a weapon emporium. The Official Contract stated that they wanted the wookiee alive for questioning and was offering a prize of 15,000 credits upon delivery of the wookiee into their custody. What was unknown at this time was that the Director of EPSILON had been the one who had posted this bounty in the first place to draw people with talent into his potential recruitment pool.

The Wookiee Bounty Hunter would be enjoying another round of drinks, when a woman approached him at the counter and wanted him to move. The wookiee snarled at her, showing his mighty canine teeth. Although shifting in his seat to provide her more room to conduct her business with the toydarian bartender. His droid translator's scanners got wind of an approaching pair of duros who no doubt saw the contract, thinking that the wookiee would be easy prey. Sewboa allowed them to approach as one of them drew a blaster pistol aiming at the wookiee. This was their biggest mistake as the wookiee reached around with his axe and bonked the handle into the large head of the duro who promptly dropped his blaster on the floor due to the immense force.

The other duro ran up and blasted him a couple times in the chest, but the heavy fur of the wookiee protected his organs from suffering major damage. Holding his axe within one hand the wookiee would extend his fist and smashed the duro right into the chest. Sending him flying into one of the tables whose patrons were less than happy with the sudden interruption. Those patrons would rise their own blasters and start firing the duros who composed himself from being winded and fired back. Turning the entire section of the casino into a brawl zone.

The wookiee would look back at his seat, moving over once again to finish another cup of brew.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current outfit

"Hey you! You got any contracts available?" Hilal rapidly tapped the male Twileak bartender shoulder while he was busy wiping a dirty cup with his rag. "Kid," he muttered under his breath. "I take it you didn't read the sign outside, no one under 18 is allowed in."

"Hey!" Hilal huffed. "I'm a Mandalorian! In my culture that means I'm considered an adult! Furthermore, how the fuck can you apply that logic to the other species like The Devlikk?! At two years old, they're considered adults! Your little restrictions for everyone are pretty vague pal!"

"Don't make me get security over here," the Bartender grumbled. "I'm trying to finish my work."

"All I want," Hilal growled. "Is to know what contracts-"

She was cut off by the Blaster sounds, a Duro came out of nowhere and began to litter the white Wookie with blaster bolts. Hilal screamed and immediately jumped out from her chair frantically crawling on her stomach like Serpent. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Hilal reached into her jacket pocket pulling out her Blaster Pistol trying to understand what was going on.

The Wookie was barely affected by the blasts, was he wearing Beskar armor? No, It couldn't be it was probably reinforced Durasteel armor it could have that same affect as Beskar though the metal will be very heavy. "Well heavy to a regular person," Hilal thought clutching tightly on her pistol.

With one giant swipe, the Wookie smashed the Duro. Hilal's mouth opened watching the Duro flying across the room and crashing against the tables. Soon the place began one giant brawl with fists colliding against flesh and the sounds blaster fire filled the area. "Oh chit," Hilal quickly squirmed out from the table trying to remain inconspicuous but there was a Ithor who was charging towards like a rabid animal.

"Fuck off blowhard!" Hilal fired a several three burst rounds penetrating his kneecap and then his chest. He collapsed on the floor writhing in pain while Hilal stepped over his mangled body. "nerf herder," Hilal spat on his eye before turning to the Wookie.

"Hey," Hilal whispered. "Who the hell was that guy you just shoved aside?!"

Potential bounty? Perhaps, but Hilal needed more information before proceeding,

XIII

 

[XIII]

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[Nar Shaddaa]
[Morbo's Paradise]
[Red Light Sector]​

Spoiler: Current Disguise: Sewboamnuc the White

The Wookiee Bounty Hunter looked at the girl as she dispatched an ithorian without much trouble. He could tell through his own eyes that she lacked experience within the trade but could be molded into someone great. Picking up his last drink and gulping it down, the wookiee turned towards the girl fully when she started to wispher to him about the identiy of whom that was. The wookiee didn't want to say anything concrete so he would tell her in a way that was vague but truthful to an extent.

Beginning to speak in Shriiwook which was translated into basic for the girl to understand. The protocal droid would speak within a slight tone of sarcaism and boredom if droids had such emotions.

"Sewboa says that they were known haters of wookiees."

The droid said in full translation, before allowing the wookiee to speak once again.

"What are you doing around these parts?"

The droid further added once the wookiee got done speaking once again.

The Wookiee Bounty Hunter would wait for her responce to his statement, within the disguise the director would ponder over the skill of the woman. If she decided to attack a full grown wookiee then that would be her perogative. Director Thirteen was well protected from actual damage while within these disguises by the state of the art holographic image technology overlaid with his natural shapeshifting abilities. Allowing the holograms to take damage that might otherwise harm him personally.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current outfit

The entire Cantina was still embroiled in a brawl, punches were thrown, curses were uttered, and bodies were thrown around. Hilal gripped her blaster pistol really wishing that she had her armor. Looks like she'll have to learn chit the hard way huh? It was always like that. The Wookie spoke in his native language while the Droid served as his translator. He claimed that the Duros who attacked the Wookie hated his kind though Hilal never recalled the Duros species being haters of Wookies, it was normally the Trandoshians. "Oh," Hilal said keeping her mouth shut she really didn't want to face an angry Wookie. A fucking Ithroan who charged recklessly at her, he can go and die.

Hilal took a brief look at the mouthless alien who was writhing in pain. Looks like he was in the process of doing just that. "I'm a Bounty Hunter," Hilal answered flinching at the royal rumble behind her. The Bartender was far gone probably running back home pissing in his pants, good riddance to that piece of chit.

"Looking for contracts is tough especially when you're just starting out." Hilal sighed shaking her head. "I was actually hoping if you found any contracts, you look like the type that knows what he's doing."

A human sored through the air flung by a Talz crashing onto the table. Hilal screamed and ducked as he rolled off of it unconscious. "Fuck," Hilal muttered. "This night can't any worse now can it?"

XIII

 

[XIII]

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[Nar Shaddaa]
[Morbo's Paradise]
[Red Light Sector]​

Spoiler: Current Disguise: Sewboamnuc the White

The Wookiee Bounty Hunter figured that the girl didn't believe his statements about the duros. Although she could probably call him out on his lie the fact that she simply accepted it as truth to an extent told him everything he needed to know. She was afraid of getting in a battle with a wookiee which was understandable. He listened with some interest as she explained that she was a bounty hunter looking for work within the area.

The Bounty Hunter didn't really pay attention to the brawl behind them, as it didn't really bother him due to having spent time within the gladiatorial arenas as a slave. Watching people die left and right to monsters for public spectacle. He pulled up a hologram device within his large hand, showing her some details about a local contract. Hunting a neimoidian banker who scammed people out of their money, in typical fashion. No doubt working for the Trade Federation underneath Gat Tambor.

"There is one contract on a banker within the area, pay is only 5,000 credits."

The Droid Explained after translating from the wookiee's speech

The Wookiee watched as a humanoid figure was thrown into the table, roaring to show his displeasure. The wookiee grabbed the humanoid figure within his hand and threw them with an immense hurl back at the Talz. Having enough of this brawl, the wookiee would begin to leave the establishment. Smacking those that tried to attack him.

Hilal Vizsla