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Escort duty

Outside of the Jekk Jekk Tar on Nar Shadda, an ancient yet still popular cantina for non-humans who enjoy more... hostile environments, those that humans cannot enter without protection over their skin, mouth, and nose. The poisonous fumes would kill them in seconds.

But, Tracinya was outside, leaning against a wall and awaiting his escortee. The Mandalorian was distracting himself with his pistol, occasionally pressing a few buttons on his gauntlet to calibrate the hidden holdout blaster in the gauntlet. He'd also flex his fingers, testing out the power of his crushgaunts, or twirl his Westar-34 that he had drawn out. This was one of the worst parts of being hired for escort duty: The waiting.

He checks his chronometer, sighing and all but banging the back of his helmeted head on the metal wall. He pulls out another accuracy disc, tossing it in the air before shooting it mid-air with a moment's hesitation.

[member="Miri"]
 
This place sucked. That's all Miri could think as her transport approached Jekk jekk tar. Miri was here on buisness. Her mistress sent her to exchange something important with the owner of the cantina, a job she would not be caught dead doing. To blend in more Miri was not clothed in her usual high quality outfits. This time she wore a simple tight low cut black dress with a black metal headress.

"We should be there in a few minutes ma'am" the driver exclaimed over the intercom.

Miri never replied, she continued to gaze out the window. She checked a datapad for details on the guy she was supposed to meet. Although it was unexpected, he was to keep her safe if any situations arose. Miri knew nothing about this person, but that's how it usually was. Miri's reading was interrupted by the driver.

"We have arrived ma'am"

Her transport landed outside Jekk jekk tar. Miri slowly got out looking around cautiously. She had never been here before so she was indeed wary. Her transport took off, Miri wrapped her arms around her waist and began looking for anyone who seemed like they were waiting.
 
[member="Miri"]

After a few more calibrations for his pistol, he holsters it once the transport disgorges the 'cargo.' He hoped that she brought something to breath in the cantina. If not... well, he'll figure something out.

He strides over to his job, placing a hand on her shoulder as gently as he could when he introduces himself to her in a lightly accented voice, further distorted by his helmet. His olive green eyes would be hidden by the T-visor of his helmet, along with the rest of his face. His grip on her shoulder, even with the noticeable attempt at gentleness, was still as hard as stone.

"Su cuy'gar, Miri. I am the escort that was hired by your Mistress."
 
[member="Tracinya be Gra'tua"]

Miri scanned the area with her glistening blue eyes when she suddenly felt a hand touch her shoulder. This slightly shocked her and she turned around immediately and faced the man. She stared at him for a few seconds and was going to say something when she heard his greeting.

"su cu?.....was that Mando'a?"

Miri seemed a bit confused but the greeting in another language amused her. She decided to say hello to him in Twi'leki (Ryl) so she raised the rip of her right lek.

"Heh, that means hello in Twi'leki"

With a nervous exhale Miri brushed it all off and tried to come back to her professional self. before speaking she cleared her throat.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. Today should be easy enough. I just need to make an exchange with someone in Jekk Jekk tar, there should be no trouble. Any questions?"
 
"Is lethal force authorized if someone decides to get hostile?" His first and only question comes flying out without hesitation. He then looks to the right slightly, as if thinking to himself about something, before he looks her in the eye once more.

"Yes, I am Mandalorian." He confirms for her, stepping back from her to give an approaching drunk a hard glare. When the rodian is warded off, he turns back to her. And, being the younger man he is, his hidden eyes explore her body. She likely wouldn't be able to tell, unless she was intuitive or could sense that kind of thing with whatever womanly powers she has. Or if she has the Force, of course.
 
[member="Tracinya be Gra'tua"]

Miri seemed shocked by the concept of lethal force, she had never really came across it before. but she knew the job must be done. at all costs.
Miri nervously nodded

"Yes, lethal force can be used if necessary"

Noticing the drunken Rodian approaching, Miri moved slightly closer to the man. She was not used to drunk people so she became wary. Miri looked up at him not noticing his wandering eyes.

"um, before we go is there a name i can call you by?"

To lighten the tense mood, Miri smiled softly at the man
 
[member="Miri"]

The smile seemed to make him not be so serious, evident by his posture visibly relaxing. He loops an arm around her as he escorts her inside, more of a protective gesture than anything else, as well as a signal to others to stay back.

"Name's Tracinya be Gra'tua. You can just call me Tracinya."

The entrance to the Jekk'Jekk Tarr opens, granting the duo entrance into the alien cantina.
 
[member="Tracinya be Gra'tua"]


Miri takes in a deep breath and enter and enters with the man. The arm he placed around her did not bother her, in fact it made her feel more secure. Miri looked up at him for a brief moment.

"Thank you, my name is Mirala but you can call me Miri"

Miri looked around she had never been to this planet before much less this cantina so she was not too sure as to where she was supposed to go. She faced Tracinya and moved in close so she was not too obvious

"do you know this place? i was to meet him in a yellow room? this is my first time here so i am not sure"
 
He nods to her, guiding her along to a door at the other side of the room. The more drunk of the patrons toss a few wolf calls at her, but a simple glance from the Mandalorian tells them to shut up, fast. The next room, however, is indeed yellow. And filled with Gand, the creepy little bastards... Tracinya shudders to himself at the blank stares they give him. When a drunken man, one of the few non-Gand in this room, a Togruta, tries to stumble over to them, Tracinya bumps his helmeted head against her in what many aruetiise like to call the Keldabe Kiss.

"Tryin' to make sure none of these men bother us. Get in character, make them think we're a couple, aye?" He whispers to her, just loud enough for her to hear over the music and chattering of the cantina.
 

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