Vapjo pursed his lips, his eyes still holding up to the stare of the Zabrak. He automatically connected his visual link via the holo net connection of the station. Several news articles and files opened themselves before only his eyes and revealed what was behind the name. For many it seemed a highly trained freeby, more a mercenary than a bounty hunter but his reputation was dark yet flawless. Many bounties he acquires also required intellect gathering in a rather delinquent way. T

It is Torture and the Zabrak before him had left many victims crippled. Officals reports show that he seemed to be an endless pit of pure destructive strength and in addition to his rather 'charming' character he could directly understand why many reports hinted towards an affiliation with the sith. It took only seconds for Vapjo to find that out and another second to find a bounty contract on this same mission which was signed with his name, it forcefully chained this huge meat shield to this mission.

But most things Vapjo gathered from the visual link weren't new to him. The name is a rather infamous one and it did indeed rang a bell. So a rather renowned hunter for this team full of low class to lower mid class bounty hunters.

Vapjo was still unsatisfied with this, even considering the rather shroomy background of this Zabrak he doubt even Gonzo knew about him but then he mentioned something about freebies.


"Well isn't this lovely~ I hope your value to this mission will be as big as your introduction! This isn't some slaughter festival, Destroyer of the Kandela! We are hired firstly to protect the cargo from pirates and I guess the guild will also pay extra of we find the remnants of the missing hunters."

Vapjo finally eased up and backed off the Zabrak. Maybe because he knew that if he would go further that he would probably try rip his spine out or maybe because he just had this small image in his mind where Vapjo just shot him the head with his Wristblaster right here and now,we either way is to was probably good for both parties.

With a sigh Vapjo had moved his hands over his eyes and massaged shortly the bridge of his nose. In his opinion he had said enough already and if this were ever to happen again he already formulated his denunciation from the guild.

He looked around and rose his voice again, now tried and unnerved.

"The shuttle will go in about 4 hours, pack your things, refills your goods, do whatever you guys must. I do not care! The flight will take around 8 hours so enough time to sleep if you must. The shuttle will leave with or without you. Hangar F-3. I just uploaded the directions to your uplinks, just accept them if you want, if not? Well who cares anyways! If you need directions ask the local staff, don't even dare to bug me! I may be in charge of you in this mission but I am not your Kvquik nanny! If you need anything else, I'll be here!" 

With that he walked back to the bar counter, the tab of his drink was still open and he wanted to remind the bar keeper of that exactly!