Nash may have gone off to Umbara to become a Sith, but she wasn’t going to give up her criminal ties so easily. She was back in Hutt space, though in Nar Shadda to score some smuggling jobs. Umbara had a slew of acolytes and champions that wouldn’t mind getting some high quality spice and Nash was all too thrilled to oblige. Besides, now she had a ship of her own and was flying around all over the place.
She waited at a street corner having a smoke as she waited for Vossari to arrive. Now that things were even, Nash decided to invite him out for a guy she knew that could get him a cybernetic thumb. She was dressed casually, her shockgloves on her hands and a collapsible vibroblade on her hip. She had an EZPod in one ear, bobbing her head to some oldschool tunes while rapidly texting on her EZPhone.
Once Vossari showed up, she exhaled a cloud of smoke and put the cigarra out, “Sup homie,” She said with a jut of her chin, “Okay look, this dude I know is pretty sketch. He can get you a thumb but he might want us to do some shit in return.”
@Fine Dining Set