Atton Rand Posted July 10, 2016 Share Posted July 10, 2016 IC: R9 released an agitated beep. Nall stroked her dome again with her hand. "It's okay," Nall said to the droid. "We're going to get her out of there." She turned her attention back to the Wookie bartender. "I'm sorry. We were only hoping you knew someone we could talk to. The lower city isn't exactly short on criminals. Surely you must know someone around here we can talk to." *** Meanwhile, Tashka looked around. The bar was definitely populated, though she'd found a relatively open area. Still, it was kind of dull over here. The Dueling Ring wasn't providing anything worthwhile, she knew well that she could easily take down most of the upper city champions, if only they'd let a Togruta into the ring. The Togruta stood and made her way toward the bar, taking a seat at the counter, a few seats down from the Twi'lek and her droid. The droid seemed to be worried, though the reasons why didn't matter much. She paused, taking a moment to think as she tried to decide what to order. Something strong. "Do you have any Correllian Whiskey?" she finally asked. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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