Coruscant was, in the sense of Aruetii, the
center of the Universe. It was a large world, nestled in the Core of the galaxy. It was filled with all forms of debauchery and Scum. And for rich men it was beautiful.
"So where do we go to spend our credits?"
Etr asked happily counting his Small share from our Job on Alsakan. His armor was white with a single green handprint over the Heart, though on the helmet he had left a small streak to show the black and orange petals from its previous owner.
"We'll be heading into the underworld. I have business with an arms dealer. I would like you stay to here and Guard the ship"
He frowned at that, The last job had been a dreadful bore, Transporting Riding animals to Alsakan... the Cargo hold still stunk with their dung even though we had spent a great deal of time cleaning it. The young mandalorian rose and saying nothing went to Tinker in his room.
We began to enter the Layers of the
Ecumenopolis, quickly dropping in numbers till we found the correct one with our Contact. It was a world within a world and here, in the Depths of coruscant one never knew what he'd find.
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