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Mos Eisley, Tatooine. The Bar Bar Drinks cantina had seen better days, as had its employees, or the lone employee Wax could see behind the bar. Not that the cantina had ever been particularly reputable, but it had been somewhat profitable, with a steady and regular clientele made up of the worst...

Wax had been spending a lot of time on Makeb lately, taking advantage of the Hutt's generosity to pad his own pockets. He was sitting in the back seat of a convertible speeder, the top currently pulled up but the ability to bring it down being critical to completing this job. Sitting besides him...

Frinn Mesa, Makeb. Though it had been mere minutes since they had picked them up, Wax wondered if he'd ever be able to get the smell of Nerf out of his clothes. The things were drenched for some reason, and they smelled of old moldy socks, and Wax was just glad that he wasn't dressed in any of...