- Joined
- Mar 13, 2018
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Ord Mantell
@The Captain
"Kriffin' hell, if you don't help me out, I'm going to have to be forced to assume you're working for the slavers. And you definitely don't want me on your bad side."
She was eye level with the Dug, close enough to smell its disgusting breath. This keetar freg had been stalling for around half an hour, wasting his damn time. It was pissing her off. He knew where Sya was, she knew it, too, but was waiting for credits. If that was what he wanted, it could have been easy, except for the fact that she was pissed. She'd called Daesha on an emergency, extremely short notice. Herrith despised her family, sure, but one less slave in the circulation was better. Plus, her sister was an ass, but she was a whiz at slicing and could prove useful in the coming times, especially with their little freelance smuggling outfit. A buzz at the door to the workshop signaled to the Zeltron that her friend was here. That, or another customer.
@The Captain
"Kriffin' hell, if you don't help me out, I'm going to have to be forced to assume you're working for the slavers. And you definitely don't want me on your bad side."
She was eye level with the Dug, close enough to smell its disgusting breath. This keetar freg had been stalling for around half an hour, wasting his damn time. It was pissing her off. He knew where Sya was, she knew it, too, but was waiting for credits. If that was what he wanted, it could have been easy, except for the fact that she was pissed. She'd called Daesha on an emergency, extremely short notice. Herrith despised her family, sure, but one less slave in the circulation was better. Plus, her sister was an ass, but she was a whiz at slicing and could prove useful in the coming times, especially with their little freelance smuggling outfit. A buzz at the door to the workshop signaled to the Zeltron that her friend was here. That, or another customer.