"Ma-a-a-r. Is that you?" Mar hung his head slightly as he heard the characteristic croak of a Gotal. This one seemed to hold a strange elegant tone, something that didn't mix with the often rugged lifestyle of the Gotal. He could feel the marks in the back of his skull where Tanya was currently burning holes with her stare. She was never too happy when an old acquaintance reared it's head, he didn't blame her. A lot of his old [i]friends[/i] were from the dark and shady underworld and crawled out of places just like 3030, or places a lot worse. He turned as he dropped his left hand to his whip and used his right to pull his helmet up and off. He flashed a smile at the Gotal. 

"Gurak! My old friend!" He raised his free hand up in the air, while keeping his left exactly where it was. He noticed the gotals smile fade slightly as his eyes glanced down at Mars hand so readily within grasping distance of his weapon. Tanya had her hand on her blaster currently too, not that she was a lot of good with it. He [i]really[/i] needed to get her a bloody sword of some sort. Though he didn't see how that was possible with all these constant distractions. As the moment of tension continued Mar decided he may as well break the tension, after all. The worst this could come to was a fight and he knew for a fact he could beat the Gotal.

Though his eyes cast up to the two droids protecting him, a strange call for a Gotal. The electromagnetic fields would be playing havoc with his senses, that gave him an advantage as either the droids were on low power or Gurak himself would be slightly disorientated. It was time to press his luck. "So Gurak, how's the [i]Pit[/i] doing these days?" The Gotals eyes changed at the mention of the Pit. The Pit wasn't exactly a hole in the ground, not really.

Instead it was the location of what was probably once a warehouse, transformed into a bar with a fighting arena in the middle. While there were other sports available people in 3030 always liked seeing people beat eachother up for some reason, in fact Mar had met Gurak there in a fight. Sometimes he went to [i]extreme[/i] lengths to get his bounty. Which he eventually, did, and something else. He cast Tanya a sideways glance at that, the faint hint of a smile in his eyes at that and he quickly returned his attention to the Gotal, before he had he thought he saw the glimmer of a smile on her face and he cursed himself for his moment of weakness. 

"The pits are fine. Though your record has been broken for the most fights, when I heard your ship had landed I knew you'd be coming heer and felt I could convince you to pa-aa-y a visit." That got Mars attention. No way Gurak had the kind of pull to get this information, the droids made sense. The Pit Boss quite often had his assets protected when out and about in 3030, just to prevent any untoward dealings with the fighters. Though this? Gurak didn't have this kind of pull. He was just a thug, chased out of his territory by the pures and found himself working in the Pit, the only place Stars and Hutts were welcome and Pures weren't. Though that was only because the Pures had turned many of the fighters [i]into[/i] fighters.

Why the Hutts, Stars and all the other gangs got along? Well that was simple. They weren't there to fight, they were there to recruit some of the best fresh blood they could possibly get. He had got offers from both sides several times before he finally cashed out of 3030. He wasn't really interested in some inconsequential pissing match between a couple of big boys (and girls) fighting between this mud-puddle. "Why would you care? Want me to beat you up again?" 

Tanya shot him a stare at that, what exactly was going on? Or did she really want to know what was going on. "[i]Meg?[/i]" There was no real need for the use of Mando'a, but she knew it and was going to speak it! 

Mar leaned towards her slightly "The Pits a bar, they set up fighting there. Place bets, it's all a good laugh. This guy-" He nodded his head towards Gurak "-Is another fighter, I beat him up several times over the course of several weeks."

Gurak just laughed, gods a Gotal laughing was annoying. It was like letting a Togorian Muck-Leech burrow into his ear, without the added bonus of never having to hear a Gotal laughing ever again. "No, No. You misundersta-aa-nd me my friend. I now own the pit."

Mar just looked at Tanya, that look of pleading in her eyes despite showing nothing on her face. He had to give her credit, unless you knew her the girl gave nothing away. She'd be a good hunter, or preferably something else, one day. "I'm afraid not today Gurak. I'm here on business, hunting a mark and I don't think fighting is going to help me find it this time." He turned around placing his helmet back on his head and began walking away, however he stopped dead when he heard the words Gurak spoke next.

"I know who you're looking for."