Private An Arms Race

[Ran Serys]

Ran sat hunched over in her seat, her right leg crossed over her left, and a hand under her chin. She looked uninterested and unenthused, an act, as she was hyper focused on the cantina’s entrance. She was waiting for a man, an important one of ill repute. His name was fresh in her mind. Tal Cenda, an arms dealer acting in the interest of the newest criminal enterprise to breach the core. The name of the organization he acted under was shrouded in mystery, but not for long, at least not if Ran had anything to say about it.

As her peripherals stayed on the entrance, she looked to the teenage boy beside her. “He’s not showed yet. Has he, Aris?” Not yet old enough to be in the cantina, Aris gained entry based on height and build alone. Who in the Coruscanti Underworld would deny him. Big often meant trouble on any planet, and even Ran, who knew the boy, could see what an intimidating presence he could be with or without his height. “Keep your eyes trained on that rear entrance. If our tip is correct, he should be here soon.” Ran informed Aris as a waitress arrived with a set of beaker-like glasses, and the liquids that would occupy them. Ran separated the two drinks, one with a hard edge for her and the one without for Aris.

“You’re not a regular, Honey. You’ll need to settle up at the bar.” The waitress said to Ran.

“I understand.” Ran answered as she rose. The waitress eyed Aris suspiciously and led Ran away to the bar. That was when the rear entrance opened.

Aris Noble​

 

[Aris Noble]

"Not that I've seen."

Or heard, from what he could tell. Aris leaned back comfortably in his seat, his gaze drifting about the cantina as much as he could without it being suspicious. Or at least what he thought wasn't, anyway. He was studying the people in, looking for those on edge, those paying attention to the pair of Jedi. Like the waitress. His gaze lifted up to her as she set down the drinks, as Ran stepped over to go pay.

He just smiled softly, giving a nod.

"Thanks." He paused as he heard the back door open. He didn't bother to look that way. Armed and active. Blasters humming, though not quite ready to fire. People very much on edge at that.

"Make sure you stay safe, yeah?"

Ran Serys