The Slag Pit was full tonight the owner had his hands full with drinks to make. The door to the cantina swung open, from it a masked figure came out with a body on his right shoulder. The owner turned towards the door and immediatly realized who it was. "MALIK! How are you doing my friend? Did you get the wretched rat?" The man named Malik moved wordlessly, making his way to the bar. When he reached it he tossed the body onto the bar with the face looking up at the owner. "Yep. That's him alright. He dead?" Malik was silent for a moment. Then he spoke in a voice distorted by the mask on his face. "Of course he isn't. You told me to keep him alive. Now it's time to pay up Baxter and this job isn't cheap." The owner laughed and looked the bounty hunter directly in the eyes. "I know I know! I'm sad to say you couldn't do this as a favor for a friend but a job's a job! I'll transfer all 20,000 credits to you I promise."
[member="Thalia Kaia"]
[member="Thalia Kaia"]