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Felix found himself walking on the streets of Nar Shaddaa minding his own business. It was actually his first time on this planet which was a stark contrast to the quiet backwater worlds he knew while growing up. Dazzling lights and dangerous streets that he could feel the tension all around in the air. One wrong spoken word or look could get him into trouble with the wrong people. He could just taste the anxiety in the air as people tried to go about their lives but know that going down the wrong alley or taking a walk down the wrong part of the large city could net in a 'eventful' night to sat the least.
Still the man was curious and loved to travel, having taken a ship with his client. Felix often found this to be the norm, often times on his homeworld he would act as the middleman or appraiser amongst traders and buyers. It was often known that if you didn't want to get ripped off you went to Felix. A thing he became known for was a certain intuition with goods able to look and touch antiques or anything and get a sense for the lives they lived. Whether a blaster was prone to jamming or was steadfast and reliable, what was hastily made to turn a quick buck vs something that was loved and cared for. His client was a Jawa trying to get his hands on old imperial ship parts. He actually met him when he was trying to pan handle a defunct blaster pistol on some unsuspecting moisture farmer. Normally the standard would be to kick him out but the Jawa liked his eye for things.
Now he was on this planet with a night off and trying to find something to do. He actually enjoyed simply walking around getting a feel for wherever he was. He found that each place seemed to 'speak' to him. The people that walked its caverns left their own impression on it and it seemed to reflect in each locale. As he was walking keeping his eye out for any trouble he stopped. Looking down an alleyway that seemed unsuspecting. Something called out to him as he felt a pull that he had to just address.
Walking down the alley his mind trying to get a feel for what was tugging at him he could of sworn he heard voices coming from a particular building. Normally this would be the point where he realized he was about to enter someplace he rather avoid he instead knock touched the metal door that seemed to hold the source of the pull.
Without much thought he tried knocking on it not realizing that he was doing it with a specific cadence. Surprisingly enough he was let in with a Rodian giving him a massive stink eye but ultimately shrugging his shoulders and dismissively telling him to head on in.
It seemed he had stumbled into some underground market with many ramshackle stands and shops peddling everything from dubiously acquired blasters to hard drugs. He just simply walked by it trying to avoid eye contact with everyone. Soon descending down a stairway he would find himself in some underground hall with chairs setup but also plenty of space for people to stand. A raised platform had a Mon Calmari quickly spouting off numbers and bids and it clicked that he was at an auction. It seemed like there was all sorts of goods with the current lot being a set of black imperial armor from a pilot. Felix however just joined the crowd and patiently waited as he waited to see if anything came of interest.
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