Pre-Sullust and Trys Aran Situation
Corellia was a place that Crix could tell he was going to get along with, even if he had found himself in more trouble here than he had done on Coruscant - including the times when the Sith had started blowing stuff up. There had been that encounter with the junkyard owner, the run-in with an angry Sith lady, swoop bike gang fun and that hostage thing over at the spaceport he'd gotten involved in earlier today. But even if it was a hive of trouble and danger, it was also one of the best places in the Galaxy to get your hands on some ill-gotten gains.
Nothing truly evil or wrong like the stuff they did in Hutt space but the kind of thing that you couldn't find if you were obeying all of the rules all of the time. You wanted slaves or something gross like that? You were a horrible person and deserve jail... and you could find them in Hutt space. But on Corellia? You wanted a blaster mod that was kind of sketchy? Done.
You wanted to relax with a bootleg holovid of the Adventures of Preef Callo, Gentleman Rodian Gunslinger For Hire? You went to Corellia.
So, still banged up from his hostage ordeal a few hours earlier, Crix wandered into one of the lower level markets. Spotting what he was looking for, he reached the table covered in bootleg vids and some t-shirts that looked like they had been washed a few hundred times. Faded knockoffs but still nothing to be scoffed at for the prices.
"This the place I've heard about to get Preem Preef holos?"
@Arclight