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Fondo

~FONDO~
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NAME: Fondo
FACTION: -
RANK: -
SPECIES: Aqualish (Quara)
AGE: 42
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 1.76m
WEIGHT: 95kg
EYES: Black/Purple
HAIR: Dark brown
SKIN: Grey
FORCE SENSITIVE: No

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TRAITS:

[Quick Draw] Fast shot, good shot.
[Built Like An Oak] You shoot at Fondo ten times? He shoot back once, take your money.
[Root Of All Evil] Fondo take money, Fondo make money; Fondo like money.
[Received Pronunciation] Fondo learns basic from pirate- he shoots pirate, take money too.
[Still As Lake, Calm As Forest] Fondo not bothered with time-wasting- blaster bolt move faster than you talk. Be quick, or die.

APPEARANCE:

Audio Evidence From The 'Jorgo The Hutt' (XXI) Case:

"--Fondo. Kill the mongrel. Ten thousand credits'll do it. You're not gonna miss him easily- big Aqualish, grey skin. Short, but wide. Ratty mane of hair on his damned head, nasty pair of eyes. Shouts a lot, thinks a little. Take care to put one through that big gut of his, would 'ya? Haha.

"Either way, he'll stand out. Just remember to do it--"

--What the--"

*Gunfire*

"--Rat scum--"

[END OF RECORDING]

BIOGRAPHY:

Audio Evidence From The 'Fondo' (VI) Case:

"--Your records aren't on the system, ...?"

"They call me Fondo."

"Right. Mind telling us about yourself, 'Fondo?'"

"Yeah. Why should I tell *you* anything?"

"--Because if you don't we'll match your name to some other damned case and you'll be in there for the rest of your--"

[RECORDING 1 ENDS]

"--Alright, I talk."

"Thank you."

"I born on Nar Shaddaa. It not very nice place, no? I leave parents, leave brother. I kill for money. Money buy me things, money buy me better life. Money get ,e away- but money run out. I kill more people, more money. Now I wanted man, murderer, criminal. Now I killing all the time, all for money. Now I stealing, burning, smuggling. Years passing, more and more money, deaths, escapes- none of which my fault, of course. *Laughter*

I love, I lose, all very exciting. *Laughter* Then I visit Tatooine, kill more, make more money- buy nice house, nice ship. I live there for few years. Five, maybe. Then, one day, Hutt come for me! House gone, money gone, ship gone- I barely escape, no?

Running through desert, I find bounty hunter. I desperate, dying. I say to him- 'help me.' He turns, stares me in the eyes. I see his face- he is Aqualish, too. He take pity, perhaps. He takes me to his home, ask me about myself, like you do now! *Laughter*

I humour him, speak to him. He realizes that I worth money- he never say, but I see it in his eyes. Always look to the eyes! So one night, I wake. I take his blaster, put it to his head. He sees my face for half a second before I blow his brains, steal his armour, money, speeder. This ten years ago. That bounty hunter save my life-

I took his."

"That's--"

[END OF RECORDING II]

SHIP:
Usually freighter- Fondo change often, burn evidence.

KILLS:
-

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
-

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