~ Advent, Ltd. Rare Item Procurement
Another piece of the droid, another thug to track down... Borvo by name. I stopped by the Theed cantina and ran into an old friend, he asked what I'd been doing lately and as I told him about it he recommended I contact the local SpyNet operative... turns out they are hiring more varied skills for the traditional bounty hunter's organization. After a short interview they let me in, I'm now a liscenced bounty hunter... No different to me, I hunt for rare items, people can be the rarest of all. Off to track Borvo...
Of course the only flight I can get out of theed is to Kaadara, when I need to go to Moenia... and the only flight from Kaadara is over to Deeja Peak... I hate it when the shuttles don't run right...
Moenia is a fracking swamp, can't believe anybody chooses to live here, probably all scrabbling to make enough money to get out. I make sure my credstick is secure inside my new armor. I cut quite a good figure in it I think, makes me briefly think of my little smuggler girl and whether she will think so...
But that thought needs to leave as I enter the cantina... Borvo turns out to be a Hutt, and a better looking one then the current thug I have to work for. Jabba eats too much... Once I talk my way past his heavy security Borvo has no problem giving me the droid part I need. Well, giving is the wrong word. He wants me to test his security system and see if I retrieve it for him. He's even betting with Jabba about it... thinks I'll lose.
I was trained better than that though. Even his pet Rancor dosen't see me as I slip through like a ghost. Good thing I learned slicing from Colinye, the security system poses no problem... Borvo wasn't happy, but he didn't accost me as I left town either... any hunt you can walk away from... Nice to be in the field again, and doubly nice to get paid.
Of course the only flight I can get out of theed is to Kaadara, when I need to go to Moenia... and the only flight from Kaadara is over to Deeja Peak... I hate it when the shuttles don't run right...
Moenia is a fracking swamp, can't believe anybody chooses to live here, probably all scrabbling to make enough money to get out. I make sure my credstick is secure inside my new armor. I cut quite a good figure in it I think, makes me briefly think of my little smuggler girl and whether she will think so...
But that thought needs to leave as I enter the cantina... Borvo turns out to be a Hutt, and a better looking one then the current thug I have to work for. Jabba eats too much... Once I talk my way past his heavy security Borvo has no problem giving me the droid part I need. Well, giving is the wrong word. He wants me to test his security system and see if I retrieve it for him. He's even betting with Jabba about it... thinks I'll lose.
I was trained better than that though. Even his pet Rancor dosen't see me as I slip through like a ghost. Good thing I learned slicing from Colinye, the security system poses no problem... Borvo wasn't happy, but he didn't accost me as I left town either... any hunt you can walk away from... Nice to be in the field again, and doubly nice to get paid.
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