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Max had to admit that a strip club was the last place he expected to end up coming to today.
Much less one he had already visited before; but it had been far too busy for his liking the last time so he had made tracks and only returned later, once the crowd had died down. Word on the street was that the owner of the strip club was the same cathar woman he had spoken to.
She had been a lovely conversationalist so he could easily see her in command of the rowdy lot inside. But the reason why he was here today was actually probably why the Force had tried to nudge him to her in the first place.
Slung over his shoulder carelessly was a thoroughly unconscious human male but in his arms was a covered person. Someone he was carrying with far more care and respect than the terrible stain of humanity that was resting on his shoulder.
He wished he had stuck around despite the numbers and the crowd before - he might have been returned with glad tidings rather than what he was returning to her with. Being admitted by the bouncers, he was escorted to her office. Once they were alone in her office, aside from the two bodies he was carrying, Max would gently lay the covered body down in a seat while shrugging the unconscious man off of his shoulder.
The landing was not gentle.
"I'm sorry to come to you like this but I have terrible news."
@Killa Ree