Finding A Target

[IG-91]

Tatooine​

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IG-91 would receive a notification within his systems, tracing back to an advertisement for his assassination services. The notification would direct to a message that contained the location of a cantina on Tatooine. It'd tell IG-91 to meet the sender at the cantina.

He'd land in his ship, right outside in the landing space of the Cantina. He'd slowly begin walking in, before being stopped by a security member outside at the entrance.

"No droids allowed in here, metal head." The security guard would say, pushing IG-91 back.

A vibroblade would eject from IG-91s left wrist, and into the security guard's gut. The guard would fall to his knees, clenching his stomach. IG-91 would strut into the cantina, immediately seeing a man wave for him at a table. He'd march over to the table, and sit down. The man would be in torn rags for clothes, clearly impoverished.

"H-hello. I need you to kill a guy who is taking my business. As you can see, it's affecting me harshly." He'd pass a holopad with a picture of the man over the table, and a credit transfer approval. IG-91 would approve the transfer, and walk out of the cantina.

 

[Jorco Czeku]

Walking into the cantina Jorco caught a glimpse of the assassin droid. It being not a very common model. It wasn't at all popular with governments. After walking past the droid he then looked down for a quick moment at the security guard who lay against the wall. But he didn't care much for them. The rodian was on a mission.

He'd come here to the dessert planet to get paid in exchange for some sensitive information he gained on Nar Shaddaa. Trading it for some sweet credits, since the information was nearly worthless to him since he didn't really have the power to do anything with it. So he found someone that could use it, setting up a meeting via the holonet. Concluding with them agreeing to meet up here on Tatooine. It was about a politician, and the local crime lord is kinda find out a way how to blackmail them with it.

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