The Reaper of Won Shasot
Location: Cato Neimoidia
Dax shifted uncomfortably, the plush seat beneath him just a bit too plush for his tastes. He didn't know how the Neimoidians did it...he could never live this comfortably. It seemed absurd and wasteful to him. The Knight leaned back a little and rubbed his eyes, blinked then brought the electrobinoculars back up to his eyes, peering down into the streets below. The bounty hunter wouldn't likely let himself be caught off guard. He'd be prepared for anything. Maybe a speeder stashed here, a safe house there. Whatever it was the Knight and the Mercenary would not have an easy time of it.
"You seeing anything?" he asked [member="Leo Vandermolen"], as he paused to take a bite of the lavish 'take-out' they'd ordered. Neimoidians just had to prove they were richer didn't they,,,
[member="Kalyn Tyree"]