The Stars looked at each other, considering their actions, the girl may have been worth taking to turn her into a slave, but it wasn't worth their lives. Even if the armored man wasn't an actual Mandolorian, he was still armed and ready. Perhaps they would keep an eye on him and he girl, watch them from afar, then jump them when they least expected it. The armor would be worth a ton of credits if was genuine. The thug with his knife to Tanya's neck smiled, then tucked the knife into its sheath.

"You're not worth it, neither is she," He then accentuated the words by pushing her towards Mar. "You should keep her closer, 3030 is no place for a girl to wander." Then the Stars disappeared into the crowds.
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The attempted assassination caused the hutt to smile, then break into a deep laugh, the kind that only came from a twisted glutton. The deep noise broke the tension in the room, though everyone within the room still had their eyes on Zolar and the Rodian. Gorro was far from the merciful kind, they expected the assassin to suffer, they just wanted to know just how terrible his suffering would be. While the civilians within the room watched, those pledged to the Cartel had their eyes even closer on it. As soon as the Rodian had drawn the blaster, they too had their weapons ready and aimed. One previously unseen man leaned over the balcony from above, his rifle drawn. The hutt didn't go cheap on security, and those in his Cartel say protecting their great leader as the highest honor. Just the thought that he would trust them with his sacred life.

[i]"You are bold, Rodian, I will give you that. Stupid though,"[/i] Goro said in his native tongue, his translator turning the words into Basic as they were spoken. [i]"Have him branded with our prestigious emblem, then hung outside where those that think they can defeat me can gaze upon him." [/i]

Goro laughed again as the assassin was pulled out of the room by some of those loyal to him. They would do exactly as he asked, take hotflesh to the fool's skin, where everyone would be able to see the mark. It was an utterly gruesome way to go, but not out of the norm within 3030. The hutt could have gone even more brutal, but he claimed he was a civilized slug. As the silence in the room disipated and it returned to normality, he spoke to his bodyguard.

[i]"Excellent work, Zolar. I wonder if the fool actually believed he would be able to harm me?"[/i]