All went silent in Zam's brothel for a moment as the front doors were loudly opened. It was not the noise that cause the momentary silence, it was who exactly had slammed the doors. Blackened Stars, no doubt about it. First five of them entered in a line, each a different race. Twi'lek, wookie, devaronian, human and zabrak. All five clad in imposing armors, powerful blasters visible on each of their forms. Then came two more figures, first the troublesome rodian from before, then Jondevo, self proclaimed king of 3030.

Few had actually seen him in person, yet many in the room instantly recognized him. The human's face had been planted in forms of graffiti and street art by his loyal followers, his face having graced the extranet many times. A large scar resided near his left ear, a mark of confrontation. He wore a long, sturdy jacket of some of the finest leather credits could buy. As he entered his entourage of gang members spread out, allowing him to stand in the center where he glanced around, hands rested on his hips, scowl on his face.

"I demand to see the owner of this establishment, as well as the Mandalorian. I simply wish to speak, for now." Jondevo stated loudly and clearly, his words more of an order than anything. If the two he demanded didn't appear before him then he'd find them regardless, albeit with a much less calm mood. 
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Three humans entered Teema's diner, each the suspicious kind. Tattoos on all three, two women, one male, their haircuts in the shape that troublesome youth would have. The leader amongst them was a woman, two piercings on her lip, three on her ear, a mohawk on her head. Each of them also were packing heat, blaster pistols holstered on each one. There was a very distinct possibility they were Pure Hands. But, everyone had blasters on 3030.

"We're looking for someone, that DJ on the radio, heard that he frequents this joint. We have a business offer for him. Would you know where he is at?" The woman asked as she approached the counter. The possibility of them being Pures was now a bit higher at the mention of business, of course they could just have been drug dealers or something.
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"Another drink would be fine, dear." The Twi'lek replied with a smile. She was about to pose a question to Tanya when she noticed three suspicious figures step through the front doors of the Pit. Two gamorreans and a duros, the large pig like beings were clad in armor, the duros in more casual wear. They made a beeline towards the door Mar had disappeared through. 

"I think your father is getting some visitors. Maybe not the friendly type from the look of the gamorrean duo. You ever see a nice gamorrean before?" Sienn asked the girl as she noticed that the duros had knocked loudly on the door, and spoke to the figure inside of it.

"Open up, we heard about new ownership. See, we had a deal with the previous proprietor. We were hoping to strengthen that."