I'll Take An Adventure...On the Rocks [Zarkot Industries]

[Barrett Haskins]

@[member="Aldo Zarkot"] @[member="Keter"]

Barrett had just completed his intro mission for Aldo Zarkot and received a very nice ship as a return, he was very eager to use his new ship and he felt relieved when he heard the news that Aldo had another assignment for him. The eternal optimist inside Barrett was expecting this to be his big break, the galaxy finally recognizing him for what he was: a damn good smuggler.

It was a few days after his last run now and the eager smuggler skipped excitedly down to the local pub, The Creaky Krayt, an old building in the heart of Mos Espa. Tattooine was a quick jump point to the Cularin sector where Aldo said their next job would be located. He was to meet a contact in the bar that would give him more details, Aldo said he trusted the contact and he would be in capable hands on the mission, which reassured the antsy smuggler.

The dim lit establishment gave the meeting a slightly more ominous tone, however, he had to keep faith in his employer, he knew (hoped) Aldo wouldn’t dispose of him so quickly and so distrespectuflly, however, he knew how doing business on Nar Shaddaa was and sometimes a quick hit off planet is the easiest way to give someone the slip after you’re done off planet.

Barrett took a seat and ordered his typical Corellian Whiskey, this time he laid out the credits for the real thing, figuring if he were going to die then he should enjoy it. The droid quickly scurried off with his order, and Haskins took to lighting a cigarette and puffing away, blowing smoke rings in the air, the contact would already know who he was and Barrett knew he didn’t have to worry about finding him.

 

[Keter]

Keter was sitting in the cantina when Barret walked in. A hood was up covering his face, though his red eyes glowed dimly in the gloom. It took him a moment to recognize the smuggler from the data Aldo had given him. One of the more promising employees. The man he was here to work with. The man who would evaluate him, or so Keter suspected. He downed the rest of his drink before standing up and walking over to the smuggler's table, sitting down without invitation.

"Good evening Mr Haskins," he said in greeting, inspecting the man in front of him from beneath his hood. "I am here on behalf of Aldo Zarkot." That would take care of introductions. "I trust you have some inkling of what our assignment is?"

 

[Barrett Haskins]

It didn't take long until the hooded man sat across at his table, that was usually how these things went, short, sweet, and extra mysterious. Barrett couldn't help but be slightly taken aback by the glowing red eyes, he had seen stranger, however he was still not expecting that. "Barrett Haskkins, Aldo's chief...asset obtainer."

He sipped from his whiskey,

"I know some things, I know we're going to be on some rock in some star system, and I know Aldo promised it'd be worth my time." He sipped cautiously from his drink, if he were to die this would be the time it would happen. When the moment passed he was both skeptical and still on edge waiting for it to happen, something needed to break the ice, "Let's talk about it over a drink, I'll buy." He motioned for the robot to come back for Keter's order, Barrett then quickly finished his Whiskey so he, too, could order a drink.

@[member="Keter"]

 

[Keter]

Keter smiled politely. "Aldo is one to remain...mysterious, is he not?" he offered, sitting back, assuming a much more relaxed posture to put the man at ease. He extended his hand in welcome. "Keter Mason. Head of Security," the blond said, turning his head to the serving machine. "Orange juice, if you'd please." The choice of drink would also put the other man at ease. He wouldn't be drinking alcohol, so he would remain professional. Also the strong citric flavor made it easy to detect abnormalities in taste.

"And your information is correct. Specifically...we are to mine songsteel. It's an assignment that should only take one week. Mister Zarkot has provided a mining ship. I trust you also have your own craft to fly escort?"

 

[Barrett Haskins]

It came as a surprise to Barrett that he didn't order an alcoholic beverage considering how much Aldo drank. He sipped again from his whiskey, making out the situation before him. He was to be gone a week, mining rocks, with someone he just met, this was going to be interesting to say the least. "Sounds like a plan."

"Aldo just gave me my own ship as a signing bonus, this will be the first time I'll be able to take it out."

 

[Keter]

Keter nodded. "I have my own ship too. Fortunately the mining vessel is big enough to carry our ships in case of emergencies. I suggest we park in there to conserve fuel. The ship is mostly droid run, though I've had my own protocol droid take command for now, I trust that's acceptable?" the blond asked, receiving his drink. He nodded his thanks at the waiter before sipping it. "The region of space we are to head too is stable, so I'd recommend bringing some books or films to keep you entertained," the blond added dryly.