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Karan walked briskly down the street. He laughed maniacally to himself as he went then stopped abruptly as he reached a part of town where he might be overheard. He walked quickly up to the door of a local bar named "The Black Knight's Tavern" and walked in. He saw a rough looking group of Hutts and walked straight towards them. He was preparing to finish up getting the word out that he was looking for Verda. He had already spoken with almost everyone he met that looked like they could be connected. He raised his voice and addressed the group. "If you see Verda you tell him to meet me at the black Knight's tavern tomorrow night. Tell him that I want to hire a fighter, that from here on out I will pay him a great sum and manage his fights for him. Tell him to come ready to box, because I will test him out myself." His voice grew quiet and he leaned in close as if relating a great and dangerous secret "Tell him to leave his weapons outside to keep from arousing suspicion. If he pleases me I will have him show me what he can do with his weapons. But I will not hire a man who cannot fight with his fists and take punches. I will pay him good money, but with me managing his fights and eventually, his merchandise, plus the tournaments and things I have planned, we will make a killing. So, remember boys he is to meet me here prepared to box with his weapons stashed out of sight tomorrow evening at 7pm at this tavern." With that Karan whirled around and left the tavern. That night he cleaned all of his weapons and made sure that everything was in working order. The next day he woke up and took a shower. He fixed his hair to look like a fighting trainer and put on one of their typical outfits consisting of athletic clothing and black cap. When he was done that he put on the typical overcoat of such trainers but underneath he hid his revolvers and his light foil. He went down to the bar in the morning to set everything up he stashed his Katana underneath one of the corner seats in a hole in the wall that was easy to get to if you were sitting on the chair but still well out of sight. He stashed a few throwing stars in the hole and then returned to his hotel room.
When it was three P.M. he began to pack his athletic bag. In it he put his boxing gloves his water bottle, a change of clothes and anything else he thought he might need. He had not yet decided if he would try to kill him on the first meeting or not. In a concealed compartment on the side of his bag he put two throwing stars, his other blaster, a sedative that could be used in food and drink, a gas grenade, and a powerful sedative in a syringe. On the very bottom of his bags he put a pair of boxing gloves which were identical to the others except that they had a certain powder which could knock a man out if inhaled it directly even for a short amount of time. He always had to be careful with these but it was such a powerful tool that he could not pass it up.
He left for the bar at 6:15 pm and arrived at 6:45. He walked briskly toward his booth and selected that seat that had all of his weapons stashed under it. He checked with his hand to make sure that they were there. They were still there. He ordered himself a soda and a water and waited for his man. He hoped that he would arrive soon.
When it was three P.M. he began to pack his athletic bag. In it he put his boxing gloves his water bottle, a change of clothes and anything else he thought he might need. He had not yet decided if he would try to kill him on the first meeting or not. In a concealed compartment on the side of his bag he put two throwing stars, his other blaster, a sedative that could be used in food and drink, a gas grenade, and a powerful sedative in a syringe. On the very bottom of his bags he put a pair of boxing gloves which were identical to the others except that they had a certain powder which could knock a man out if inhaled it directly even for a short amount of time. He always had to be careful with these but it was such a powerful tool that he could not pass it up.
He left for the bar at 6:15 pm and arrived at 6:45. He walked briskly toward his booth and selected that seat that had all of his weapons stashed under it. He checked with his hand to make sure that they were there. They were still there. He ordered himself a soda and a water and waited for his man. He hoped that he would arrive soon.