[centre][h2][colour=6A5ACD]Neb[/colour][/h2][/centre]
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More folks began to filter in, eyeing one another up, and making a few cursory introductions. Neb found herself shifting from foot to foot as her desire to get on with it built. [colour=6A5ACD][i]Easy there,[/i][/colour] She chided herself. [colour=6A5ACD][i]The shit-hole of a city will still be there when you get to it.[/i][/colour]

Cocking her head, she listened to Kaiden, replying with a chuckle. [colour=6A5ACD]”Yeah,”[/colour] She replied, shaking her head. [colour=6A5ACD]”If there is one galactic constant, it is stupidity.”[/colour] Reaching into her coat once more, she took another swig of Jet Juice, wiping her mouth with the back of a hand. The little wink from Jaida sent Neb’s mind briefly down a dirty little mynoc hole, but she quickly exerted some self-control over that.

More folks approached, one of them being a kind of heavy set human that looked vaguely familiar; the sense of vague familiarity grew slightly when she heard the name ‘Wes Arrel’. She couldn’t put a finger on [i]why[/i] he seemed familiar, and it was going to bug her until she got [i]that[/i] sorted out. [colour=6A5ACD][i]Worked a job together? No…hmmm[/i][/colour] Trying to run down that thread was disturbed as the newest arrival showed up. [colour=6A5ACD][i]Fucking Mando…[/i][/colour] She thought rolling her eyes. Leaning towards Kaiden once more, she poked him softly in the side with an elbow and made a little motion towards the Mandalorian. [colour=6A5ACD]”Republic is hiring Mando ‘hard boys’ now are they? You folks must be getting desperate.”[/colour] She added, smirking. [colour=6A5ACD]”I’ve met industrial droids with better senses of humor than most Mandos.”[/colour]


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