Eiattu 6, Warehouse District
Asminys cruised the warehouse district of Eiattu 6 in the stolen speeder with a trunk full of stolen lockboxes. He had dropped off his new friend Mask along with his share of the loot not too long ago and arranged a meeting with the man at a later date. Now he had another problem to deal with. That problem sat in the passenger seat of the speeder.
A young Pantoran, presumably Sith. She had hopped into the vehicle during their escape from the bank and Asminys hadn't had the time to argue with her about it, eager to flee the scene of the crime before the authorities arrived. Giving her a side-eye from the drivers seat as he cruised, looking for a suitable abandoned warehouse or empty alleyway to inspect his prize, he considered what to do with her.
He could kill her, have done with it, but that seemed like a waste. Surely she would fight back and that would cause a scene. The last thing he needed was someone to call the cops on a pair of red blades having at it in the warehouse district. He wasn't certain of her intentions when she had tagged along, didn't know who she was. Literally knew nothing about her. He supposed that was a good as a place as any to start.
"Do you have a name?" He shot her way as he rounded a corner, passing a pair of Ithorian workmen who eyed them suspiciously, the shined and waxed speeder standing out in the rundown district. They really needed to get out of the open.
@Cpt Geary