Sin's luminous bright blue skin glowed as he walked down the crowded Coroscaunt streets, why a Sith such as himself would want to be in a place as crowded and polluted as Coroscaunt? It was a mystery to him, a mystery he didn't really have much concern for, he wasn't one of the Jedi, he wasn't into the destiny stuff, he just tried to lead a good life, at least as good as it got. He double checked the holster around his waist, in it was a Blaster Pistol, just a standard one, nothing overly special.
From the corner of his eye, a sign caught his eye "The best cantina on Coroscaunt" they technically had no right to say that, there could be better places than that cantina, the urge of curiosity tugged at Sin as his feet moved forward, he needed to figure out what the hell was so good about the cantina.
He walked in, it didn't look like anything special to him, he walked over to the bartender and ordered himself a nice and cold drink to halt his thirst, the only noticeable pair looked like Mandolorians, nothing more than bounty hunters, 'if this did turn ugly it could get interesting'. Sin thought as he took a sip from the drink.
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