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[Nox Solus]

Well, at least Kotii knew what the device was. It held no importance to Nox and he didn't offer any reply as he wasn't particularly concerned with following that scavenger hunt. With a grunt, the body was dragged and the momentum helped move it. The two would walk in silence for a little bit, the grapple line placed on top of the Mandalorian's shoulder to lessen the amount of strength he needed to move the body.

Kotii brought up the proposition to get a drink and the Solus' mouth practically watered at the idea. With the heat and the battle, the idea of sitting down with a mug appealed to him more than he thought it would. "On you." Nox replied, offering a quick peek toward the Alor before continuing on and dragging their paycheck.

They would eventually arrive back at the cantina where they had first met the Rhodian. Patrons made faces as the two armored men passed, mostly staring at the body as it unceremoniously hit objects that Nox didn't care for him to avoid. When they entered, the loud and open dialogue from everyone inside would stop for a moment until it eventually returned once their curiosity was sated, some of the voices spoken in a more hushed tone.

Their employer had remained at the same table from before, the Rhodian's eyes locked on the target. When they reached the table, Nox bent down and lifted the man with a grunt, simply throwing the dead weight on the table as it wobbled wildly until its balance was found once more, legs, arms, and a head hanging off the side. With a quick inspection, the Rhodian clicked his tongue a few times, "I said for him not to be picked clean."

Nox slowly cast his gaze to the unconscious body and then back to the Rhodian, "He isn't." There were still pieces of armor and other equipment. Then his hand stuck out an open palm and a universal sign of what he wanted. With a exhale, he was handed the credits agreed to and an authenticator that he had completed a bounty, allowing him to fully ingratiate himself into the guild.

Instead of standing there awkwardly, the Solus went to the counter instead as he would wait for Kotii to buy the first round. But when he would step up next to the Rhodian, the employer laughed softly, "So, that's where his equipment went. You're not getting any pay, you've already collected it. Go join your buddy." It was obvious he was referring to the helmet, com-link, and everything else that was missing from the body and the pieces he could spot on the Alor.

 

[Kotii Solus]

Kotii gave an audible chuckle as he contemplated how sloshed he was going to get at the next chance he got. "Sure...first round anyway." It was a peculiar sight for some to see the hog tied and dragged unconcious body through the street. But the bounty did not deserve a gentle touch and was given more mercy than he had earned.

The red armored mandalorian stood mostly quiet while Wolf addressed the rodian client. Others stared at them and had acted like they had never seen two Mandalorians before. Kotii continued to stand a moment longer after Wolf completed the steps it took to become an official Bounty Hunter.

Kotii heard the suction-fingers make an observation. But the man did not have the most patience for the Rodian at this time. First he had hired three mandalorians, denied paying them and shared key information. Kotii took a step towards the Rodian. His booted heal making firm contact sound.

Staring at the Rodian Kotii debated whether he could threaten the individual. It would count as a warning. But instead of complicate things for the next possible business venture he kept quiet. "Keep the cord." He said refering to the gapple line used to tie up the target. He had a replacement. The Rodian's short trunk like mouth almost seemed to gulp nervously as Kotii turned to join Wolf at the bar. Kark I am on edge. I need to loosen up.

Saddling up beside his brother in armor, Kotii raised a cybernetic left hand to get the bartender's attention. However it was incased in his black magnetic gloves for the time being and appeared to be the same as any. It still felt a bit strange to use. "Tihaar if you have it, please." The quiet nod he recieved told him the bartender would check and begin to pour the spirits for the two Mandalorians. <"You handled yourself well back there."> He said, switching to Mando'a between the two of them.

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[Nox Solus]

Nox sat down at the counter, the pieces of his armor and weaponry clanking together as they adjusted with him. His body ached from the fight, being thrown through a wall and rocked from an explosion the main culprits. With a quick but deep sigh, the authenticator and credit slip was pinched between his fingers but were casually rolled over the top of each other continually while he waited. It was a funny concept to the Mandalorian that the little device he held would be the reason he could actually be called a Bounty Hunter. Either way, with it in his possession, he had a steady income of credits, one which he could no longer be rightfully cheated on by his employers.

Kotii took a seat next to him and he slipped both of the pieces back into one of his pouches, his attention turning to the Alor. It was one of the few times the two of them had actually sat down and spent time with each other. Nox was constantly out in the galaxy, searching for supplies or suitable locations for their clan to call home for an unknown amount of time. It left him to spend little time with his clan despite doing it all for them. It didn't bother Nox too much, he always appreciated the solitude and quietness to think to himself.

When both their drinks were poured and Kotii complimented him, a curt chuckle would slip from Nox's helmet in response as he reached for his glass and tugged it closer to him. Well enough. Tilting his helmet up slightly with his free hand, he first lifted his glass toward Kotii in a mock toast before bringing it to his exposed mouth. The Solus wanted to push away the ache and feel the effects right away of his drink, taking only a couple of gulps to finish half the drink before placing it back down, along with the helmet. If our target wasn't so used to killing civilians, we could have fared much worse. Their target had gotten the drop on them and it nagged him at the back of his mind. It always made him uncomfortable when he wasn't prepared.

But, Nox eventually brought his gaze back to Kotii and gave him a slow nod, But you did as well too, Alor.

 

[Kotii Solus]

The drinks were served in short order, and consumed almost as quickly by the two badgers. Kotii kept his helmet on and nabbed a straw from the bar. Placing the plastic tube in his tihaar, Kotii let the straw sneak under his helmet's rim and fingered the second mask out of the way to drink through the straw. This was still dangerous territory and the Alor was not letting his guard down that much.

Kotii smiled at the man's humble words. At least he was not egotistical like some Mandalorians. <"There's plenty that could have made things worse. Let's be grateful none of them happened."> The rodian could have tried to swindle them, beskar hunters could have targeted the duo for their armor, the list went on. There were lots that could have added to the difficulty of the job. <"No point in dwelling on it for too long."> He said hypocritically. The Alor wondered if he overthought things. Indecision could lead to his own death or worse in on a job. With his responsabilities building, there was only more pressure from his House and himself.

Hearing his compliment returned, Kotii gave a tilted look towards Wolf. <"I could show you a thing or two. Bet I could learn some things from you too. Improve our odds next time."> Until now he had not thought too much about it. But the idea of two Solus Mandalorians tracking down bounties would be outstanding. Kotii liked Wolf from what he had seen so far from the estranged badger. Cohesion and unity within the Mandalorian people had to start in the Houses and clans that built them. A two person bounty hunting team was easy in comparison to manage.

@Orbit