Shortly after Mr. Recruiter came to her ship the goon with her droid boarded without permission. Harma went to confront the bastard. She grabbed him by a wrist and wrenched his arm behind his back. "You need to learn to respect boundaries goon. You'll still get your payment anything you can carry out of my cargo hold. Remember if it is bigger than you it stays. Also do you remember the if you break you buy it, I have a similar policy, instead you buying it you get a broken bone. I'll be watching." She broke the wrist she was holding. "Good luck." She pushed him towards the direction of the cargo hold. She had no clue what was in there, the cargo in there was there when she stole the ship from the dead Mandalorians who owned it or stole it themselves, who knows with vessels like these often used for smuggling. She has their helmets mounted to the wall above her bed.

She went back to Mr. Recruiter with her droid following. "Mr. Recruiter meet Mr." The droid started beeping & booping. "T3-B6." She bent over at the waist to face the droid. "Get used to it Tee." She turns back to Mr. Recruiter. "Mr. Recruiter we can leave as soon as the goon with no respect for boundaries gets his payment. That's only half the payment, paid the other half last night." She winked.

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After the drunk paid and left with his joy ride she went back inside the ship and locked it up. She immediately proceeded to disrobe. "Tee how goes the security upgrade?" Tee beeped & booped. "Yes I know the Mandalorians fucked it up quite a bit, just get it done. If you do I'll do what you always ask me to do."