Spectre (Old)
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- Dec 22, 2017
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Well, today is the big day. Spectre is to go before the Hutt Council themselves on Nal Hutta to see about the dapper Cartel Vigo take his place in the empty seat among the Council left by the new Supreme Mongul Svallos the Hutt. Spectre is already on Nal Hutta, his appointment with the Hutt Council isn't for quite awhile, so he has plenty of time before he goes to face the big slugs in the Supreme Mongul's palace. In a city not far off from the palace, Spectre would be in a cantina, sitting in a dark, dimly lit booth off in a corner. There were patrons going about the rest of their days, there were twi'lek dancers in hologram form on moving levitating platforms. He would have his arms crossed on the table as a glass of Corellian brandy sitting on the table.
The reason he is why, is he wanted to have a drink with a certain someone. A fellow Cartel Vigo, a capable operative, and a good friend of his, Parvis. Today is a good day for Spectre, it will be a good day, he pay for a drink or two for Parvis. Spectre would be in his black suit, he would just have a pistol on him holstered undertone his left shoulder underneath his jacket just in case any the local ruffian scum decide they wanted a piece of a Cartel Vigo. With that, it's only a matter of time until his good friend Parvis is here.
The reason he is why, is he wanted to have a drink with a certain someone. A fellow Cartel Vigo, a capable operative, and a good friend of his, Parvis. Today is a good day for Spectre, it will be a good day, he pay for a drink or two for Parvis. Spectre would be in his black suit, he would just have a pistol on him holstered undertone his left shoulder underneath his jacket just in case any the local ruffian scum decide they wanted a piece of a Cartel Vigo. With that, it's only a matter of time until his good friend Parvis is here.