Switchblade Spoons and Glass Toothbrushes

[Corvetta Salvo]

No one takes you seriously as a smuggler when the interior of your craft is all shiny and still has that 'new ship smell' and looks like a butler could appear at any minute to dust off the tabletops. [member="Kara Teerah"] needed to remedy this, and Corvetta Salvo and [member="Listeri Dalane"] might just have been the right people for that job. Still, it was nice to relax in your grease-stained cargoes and act like a billion-credit baby in the plush seats of the Santhe Challenger. Corvetta had no complaints, but there was no reason to expect the luxury craft to be in nice shape after this run.

"Frakkin' snazzy, Kar'," the lifelong spacer commented, casually kicking her legs on top of the armrest of the sofa she occupied. "But everyone is gonna have their eyes locked on this junker. Hope ya have your papers handy." The ARA was a little handsy in this transition phase, on the lookout for troublemakers who just happened to be inbound with a load of cargo--possibly cargo that included police band monitors, like the ones they were carrying now.

The thin pilot chick glanced at her two compatriots and grinned mischievously. "So! Who's padded Ord Pardron before?"

 

[Listeri Dalane]

Listeri raised 2 fingers as his hat slid over his eyes. Usually, you needed to rest up before smuggling, and that 'new ship smell' was intoxicating to the scruffy smuggler. He had been on Ord Pardron once in his life, only to nearly lose his two feet to crazy cultists. While remembering the raving lunatics, he shoved his hat back on his head, as the stars slowly slid by the edges of the windows. " Corvetta, since whenever did you need papers? " Listeri asked her with a questioning look, as he quickly pulled out a small pouch.

He pulled out cards of various sizes and colors. One with an image of a cyborg holding a wet paper bag. Nope. A blue card telling you it's good for 20 dollars of Akk sandwiches. Nope. One telling him of a Rodian wanted on Ord Mantell. Nope. One with a image of Listeri awkwardly giving a thumbs-up. " Ah, there's tha' ticket! " The smuggler muttered aloud, a sly grin appearing on his face.