Myles Vylumnar
No gods, no masters
Within a few minutes, the door opened up and quickly shut after @Thalira King entered the room.
"Was beginning to think you'd run off with my money or get killed... Alright, let's get counting."
There was way too many credits to count on a table, so the floor would have to do. Myles spilled each bag into a single large pile of credits on the ground. His expression turned to that of eagerness, though he tried his best to keep a straight face. Each and every credit was accurately counted by the stack. Every now and then he'd peek out the window in case anyone decided to show up. It was a little unlikely that security forces would swarm a place like Nar Shaddaa, but the place was still as dangerous as ever. You could never be too careful.
"One-hundred and sixty-five thousand credits."
"Was beginning to think you'd run off with my money or get killed... Alright, let's get counting."
There was way too many credits to count on a table, so the floor would have to do. Myles spilled each bag into a single large pile of credits on the ground. His expression turned to that of eagerness, though he tried his best to keep a straight face. Each and every credit was accurately counted by the stack. Every now and then he'd peek out the window in case anyone decided to show up. It was a little unlikely that security forces would swarm a place like Nar Shaddaa, but the place was still as dangerous as ever. You could never be too careful.
"One-hundred and sixty-five thousand credits."