Is that your blaster

[Seamus Valik]

[member="Lenne Fayth"]

Seamus had no idea where he was. He had been looking for a criminal gang for what seemed like weeks. The warm air filled his lungs as he walked along in his simple black spacer jumpsuit. His lightsaber hidden in his thigh pocket As he walked through the busy city. The smell of open air food markets wafted in the air as the buzz of people halking their wears.

He slipped through the crowd looking for clues to the gang that had been suspected to be involved with a string of disappearances in the local system. He took a deep breath and blew it out in a heavy sigh before he stopped at a droid shop to make it look as if he were merely a spacer shopping for new junk. He knew he was going to find...something. he just didn't know what.

 

[Lenne Fayth]

"Oi! Mistah shop keeper!!"

The chestnut haired Zabrak was waving an arm as she entered the shop. She wasn't dressed like your typical street girl. Nah, Miss Fayth was a girl who knew how to dress to impress, or at least dress to draw attention. She wore metallic blue trousers that covered surprisingly little with their little cut out patterns. Her top was a tube of silver fabric and she wore a furry pink vest over top. On her feet, white boots with a heel that could put an eye out. Yes. She was certainly a sight to behold.

"Is my droid ready to go yet?" she asked, tearing off her dark sunglasses, "I was supposed to take off an hour ago!"

The man at the counter gave her a look that clearly said 'I really don't care', but she motioned for the little orange astrodroid in the corner. With a series of whirring noises and beeps, the droid rolled forward to the now grinning Zabrak.

"QT!" she squealed throwing her arms around the droids rounded body, "Good as new, eh? A'right! Let's get going. The boss'll be ticked that I'm late."

[member="Seamus Valik"]

 

[Seamus Valik]

[member="Lenne Fayth"]

Seamus looked at the woman and then the droid and the sudden question of which one was more nuts drifted across his mind. However, being he was a man and far be it from any man to ignore the fact the woman had many fine...assets, he decided to approach.

"What a pleasant little droid," he said smiling at the woman and droid duo, "is it yours?"

He met the woman's eyes and let his winning smile broaden. His simple form fitting spacers jumpsuit complimenting his lean athletic frame.

"I'm jealous."

 

[Lenne Fayth]

The Zabrak raised a thin black eyebrow, pushing a lock of chestnut hair around one of her horns.

"Jealous? Yeah, you should be," she grinned, patting the droid, "QT here is top of the line! Isn't she a beaut?"

The little droid made a deep beep of disapproval. The Zabrak rolled her gray eyes.
"Sorry. 'He'. QT's a bit touchy, so maybe you shouldn't be that jealous after all."