Braedug was drunk. Not too drunk that he couldn't walk home safely, but too drunk to notice the two armed men following him from the bar. He made his way back to the docking bay without trouble, and jabbed the panel to open the bay doors. Trudging slowly towards his ship, Braedug finally noticed the sound of footsteps behind him. He stopped abruptly, and the footsteps behind him stopped a split second later. He heard one of his pursuers hushing his companion.
Braedug wasn't having any of that. He dashed for the Scrap Heap, and tromped up the boarding ramp. A voice from behind him called out.
"Stop!"
"Piss off!"
Braedug slammed the panel at the end of the ramp. The panel raised up with a hiss, sealing off the two strangers. They started banging on the hull and yelling, but Breadug was already running for one of the turrets. He slid down the ladder and took the controls. With the flick of a switch, the turret came to life. He swung it around to point it at the two intruders. A humanoid fully clad in cheap armor, and an Ithorian. They both stared at the laser cannon before fleeing comically down the hallway and out of the bay doors.
Braedug fished his comlink from one of his jacket pocket, and spoke into it.
"Hey mercenary guy who boned Sae Tin's sister, armed guys came after me, maybe after you too. Be careful,"
Braedug waited several seconds for a response, but got nothing. He then realized it wasn't even on. Still drunk.
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Gonna be gone for about an hour. Don't do anything too drastic.
Since when did Braedug get a woman?
I'm sorry gowia! Let me edit it to be less of a jerk (up front).
Braedug caught the chip with a gleam in his eye. He was going to be set for while. He might even be able to afford some modifications for The Scrap Heap. This was a good day, though the package and its contents still hung at the back of his mind.
"Fair enough. I look forward to working with you and your associates Mr. Tin."
"And ripping your sorry ass off while I'm at it" He added in thought.
Braedug clapped Dronas on his arm as he joined the human on his way out. He held up the chip.
"Let's go to the bar, drinks are on me,"
Braedug left the office, and returned to the Hole-in-the-Wall, with Dronas in tow. He approached the bar, and called out to the droid.
"Hey scrap face! Serve me something expensive and in a fancy glass!"
"Fair enough. I look forward to working with you and your associates Mr. Tin."
"And ripping your sorry ass off while I'm at it" He added in thought.
Braedug clapped Dronas on his arm as he joined the human on his way out. He held up the chip.
"Let's go to the bar, drinks are on me,"
Braedug left the office, and returned to the Hole-in-the-Wall, with Dronas in tow. He approached the bar, and called out to the droid.
"Hey scrap face! Serve me something expensive and in a fancy glass!"
Braedug considered the offer for a few moments before shrugging his shoulders.
"I usually don't work with others, but it would be nice to not have bounty hunters after my head at all hours,"
Braedug was about to nod in acceptance of the deal before a thought crossed his mind.
"Wait a minute. What's so important about some simple smuggling that it requires muscle like him?"
Braedug jabbed his thumb at Dronas, but after realizing what he had said, added a placating comment.
"No offense,"
"I usually don't work with others, but it would be nice to not have bounty hunters after my head at all hours,"
Braedug was about to nod in acceptance of the deal before a thought crossed his mind.
"Wait a minute. What's so important about some simple smuggling that it requires muscle like him?"
Braedug jabbed his thumb at Dronas, but after realizing what he had said, added a placating comment.
"No offense,"
Braedug was thrilled. Not only was he repaying his debt to an old friend, but he was being paid to do so. He nodded eagerly at the new proposition. Staying in one place for too long was dangerous anyways.
"Sounds like a good deal Mr. Tin. I'll take my payment, leave my docking information with you, and we'll all make a tidy profit."
Braedug took a moment to peer at the wrapped up package, now in the hands of the Devaronian.
"What's in there anyways?"
"Sounds like a good deal Mr. Tin. I'll take my payment, leave my docking information with you, and we'll all make a tidy profit."
Braedug took a moment to peer at the wrapped up package, now in the hands of the Devaronian.
"What's in there anyways?"
Alright. I'm home from school. And I've got nothing but free time for 3 hours.
Unfortunately, I don't think the plot will advance until tomorrow. Reem's asleep.
Braedug shrugged off the woman's comment, he was no stranger to rejection. Then, the doors opened, and there was Vassore. Braedug stood up, and approached him. He had to stifle his laughter upon recognizing Vassore's birthmark, and took a breath before speaking.
"Vassore. A certain person in the employ of Bargos the Hutt asked that I deliver this to you. Hope it's something important,"
Braedug reached under his shirt to remove the package that was concealed on his side. He winced slightly as the adhesive was pulled off his skin, and presented the package.
"Vassore. A certain person in the employ of Bargos the Hutt asked that I deliver this to you. Hope it's something important,"
Braedug reached under his shirt to remove the package that was concealed on his side. He winced slightly as the adhesive was pulled off his skin, and presented the package.
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