The Moist Mirakula had been Preef's favorite place for years and he had not only celebrated his most recent birthday here, but also met the large Trianii he now considered his only and best friend. Unfortunately, Kholvar was often absent from Nar Shaddaa on trips he didn't tell the young rodian about and thus the latter sometimes spend weeks drinking sewer-riped Nal Hutta Shine and not amounting to anything but getting rebuked by the dancers. It wasn't the life he had envisioned for himself..
Yesterday, drunk as a bantha's tit, as usual, he had decided to take a stroll and stumbled on a familiar face with whom he had a long discussion about those brightly-colored vibro-swords and faulty circuits that the Hutts were still spamming the HoloNet News Stations with. It wasn't until a foul-looking Sullustan rudely interrupted them by bumping into Preef and telling the latter he'd been talking to a hologram of a wanted poster from the planet Metalorn. It made sense, for Meta Ring usually didn't let the rodian speak without interrupting with quips and insults. Absentmindedly he had taken the wanted posted with him.
So today he sat at his usual table with his usual glass of Hutta shine, staring at the poster of Meta Ring and his accomplice Atem Tring, both known members of the Black Sun and not altogether nice people. "Why didn't they ask me to help them rob that train?" the young rodian wondered out loud and followed it up with a deep sigh. "I could probably take them in, too-" he began, figuring that doing some bounty hunting on the side whenever Kholvar would disappear was way better than spending his days being rebuked by Vanessa. "-well, Meta at least.. would probably need a second blaster for Atem."
If only providence would send him a willing partner...
@Malon
Yesterday, drunk as a bantha's tit, as usual, he had decided to take a stroll and stumbled on a familiar face with whom he had a long discussion about those brightly-colored vibro-swords and faulty circuits that the Hutts were still spamming the HoloNet News Stations with. It wasn't until a foul-looking Sullustan rudely interrupted them by bumping into Preef and telling the latter he'd been talking to a hologram of a wanted poster from the planet Metalorn. It made sense, for Meta Ring usually didn't let the rodian speak without interrupting with quips and insults. Absentmindedly he had taken the wanted posted with him.
So today he sat at his usual table with his usual glass of Hutta shine, staring at the poster of Meta Ring and his accomplice Atem Tring, both known members of the Black Sun and not altogether nice people. "Why didn't they ask me to help them rob that train?" the young rodian wondered out loud and followed it up with a deep sigh. "I could probably take them in, too-" he began, figuring that doing some bounty hunting on the side whenever Kholvar would disappear was way better than spending his days being rebuked by Vanessa. "-well, Meta at least.. would probably need a second blaster for Atem."
If only providence would send him a willing partner...
@Malon