[h2][color=orange]Rel Finarro[/color][/h2]
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[color=orange]"..No. Frankly, I have no idea, but I think what we're looking for might just find us first. If we wait patiently, that is."[/color]

Rel knocked the counter, and the droid barkeep waddled back to him. He was actually out of credits, but found it amusing to tease the 3PO-unit. 

[color=orange]"Look, I trust my instincts on this, just wait and see.."[/color]

Suddenly, from one of the darkest corners of the room came a Rodian clad in brown rags, and knocked Ziri on the shoulder. It seemed fairly paranoid, and constantly looked around the room as if afraid of something.

[color=lightgreen]"Hey, you don't look like one of the regulars. You, uhhh, happen to have a ship? One that could take.. Erh.. A few passengers off world? No?"[/color]

Rel turned to his apprentice with his most flagrant I told you so -face.