Drifter
Wanderer
H6-098
[ One live druggie, on a platter. ] Drifter sang out, gently nudging the man forward. He looked at the Devaronian in front of him, giving a nod. They were at the outskirts of a Hutt casino pleasure palace.
The Devaronian gave the bounty a mere look over, then went shuffling in his pocket. The grand total for bringing this guy in— drum roll please— two hundred credits.
It wasn’t the first time Drifter questioned his life choices, but the all mighty need to punch something stirred mightily within his chest.
[not a word Alex ] his tense voice clipped out before she could say anything.
Alright, now to find out where murder happy droid went off to.
