"My journey was alright," She said. "And no thanks, I just ate on my way here." She enjoyed the feel of sand between her toes, and the sun on her face. It reminded her of home. She didn't think she'd ever end up feeling nostalgic for Tatooine when she left, but now she did. It felt like home...
"Mine's called Gladius. Don't ask me why, like I said before, I inherited it from my partner. And no, there's not really anything else I'd like to know. That's quite enough." She began walking away from Ral. "See you when we get airborne" She said, then made her way to ship. After a few minutes...
"I generally don't talk much to strangers... But yeah, I guess I should probably talk a bit more, since we are going to be working together." She said, starting to warm up to the Mandalorian. He seemed like a decent enough guy. "Well, first off, I'm a bounty hunter. I do what people pay me to...
"Oh, my ship?" Val said conversationally, not noticing as the weird man put a business card in her pocket. "It's nothing special, just a freighter... Inherited it from my old partner, who died not too long ago..." She trailed off again. She decided to change the subject, as that was still a...
"Um... Okay.." Val said, then refused the handshake from the strange man, shaking her head. "My name is Val," She said, deciding that he didn't need to know her last name. She was trying to be careful around strangers, and this man definitely fit the strange part. "Right, of course," She said...
Val looked at the new man strangely. He was certainly... Unique. "Uh... It's fine... You didn't hit me..." She looked him over. She wondered why in the galaxy he was wearing a mask like that. Did he have some sort of scarring, or birth defect? "What's with the mask?" She asked, raising an...
"Yes, I have a ship I'll be taking. It's right over in the spaceport." She stood up with Ral, and said "The last name's Chro. And no, I'd rather not share my life story right now. Don't want to bore you!" She laughed a bit, she followed him to the spaceport. "And yeah, I think it'd be accurate...
She laughed. "I have no issues fighting against the Empire." She was being truthful; She had no qualms whatsoever about fighting against the Empire. She had no loyalty to them whatsoever. She'd generally stayed out of the way before now, but she wouldn't mind fighting them. "Scouting runs...
Val figured she didn't really need the money, she just wanted something to get her mind off Rand's death. She had plenty of money already. "No, I haven't. I've only ever met a few Mandos before," She took another sip of ale, thinking. "So, what exactly will these missions entail?" She asked.
Val got up and followed the man to the table, taking her drink with her. "The name's Val." She noted with a bit of humor that their names rhymed, but decided not to mention it in an attempt at keeping the conversation on serious matters. She looked up and down the man, attempting to get a read...
"I haven't heard about any fleet around here," Val said to the Mando. She was definitely interested. She was curious about this man, who had just taken off his helmet. She wasn't exactly sure why, but she figured it must be a Mando show of trust, or something like that. Not that she'd given him...
Val took another sip of her Corellian ale, then turned to look at the man speaking to her. "Me? Oh, nah, I haven't heard anything odd lately, except maybe your accent." She chuckled a bit. "Why do you ask? Lookin for someone?" She wondered if this guy was a Bounty Hunter, but then dismissed the...