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Paradise
Nightclub


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What was it with Mandilorians and the whole 'grim survivor' attitude they all had, Willoh thought to herself after hearing this mandilorain speak. Feeling snarky, Willoh said. "A bounty hunting one.", giggling a bit afterwords. Her drink arrived soon after, although she had to swipe it from the bartender droid as he was about to hand it to Mr. Mandilorian and not her, the droid looking only a bit confused before moving off to serve other patrons.

The Mando turned to Willow, tilting his head as he looked at her. She couldn't have been a bounty hunting droid. He'd seen a few before, and none acted or looked like that. "Assassin droid, then?" He asked. He didn't know why he was entertaining the droid, but he was curious about how it acted so lively compared to most he'd seen. Was that something to help ease her victims, perhaps?

"Assassin Droid?" Willoh echoed back. "I mean, I can do that, but thats way too easy. No I'm a bounty hunter slash gun for hire sorta thing." Willoh responded. Why was it so hard for people or clients to see a bounty hunting droid being a thing, there were stories of such a thing long, long ago back when technology wasn't nearly as advanced after all. :"Are you an Assassin yourself then?" Willoh said jokingly, making a playful sipping motion with her drink.

Sol'id didn't trust the droid, unable to actually appreciate a machine coming up to drink and chat with him. He didn't even like organics doing that, and a Droid attempting it just showed he was probably being watched by someone. Then again, he had been on the recieving end of that plenty of times. "When need be," He replied slowly, regarding the machine. "Do you have a job, then?" He asked. "What is it you want?"

Like the other Mandalorian, this one was also... unsocial, but in a more traditional way instead of roundabout like the last one. "Not yet nope, just came off of one. Some guy stole some artifact from someone or something. Fun fun." Willoh said. Using the same mouth hatch as before, she drank most of her drink, then said. "And I'm just here to chat. Last Mandalorian I chatted with a few minutes ago wasn't too... how do you say, sociable? Tried to get a few peolple including me to hire him for a job. But I guess he did buy me a drink when I asked so... " Trailing off her words as she finished.

Another Mando here. He vaguely recalled seeing armor similar to his. But a lot of it has been lost or scavenged, and claiming to be a Mandalorian got people bigger paychecks. He supposed it could be true though.

"He tried to get you to hire him? I thought Koren gave the jobs around here."

Willoh shrugged. "I think the guy was down on his luck as well. I mean, he was flirting with a torguta that basically knew how to play the game. Could've just been a booty call for all I know. Course I tried that and he didn't take so... I dunno" She said. What was with all the anti social people here? It was a party! Well, a nightclub, but still!

"The Togruta..." he began, contemplating. He remembered the other alien beside her as well. Vaguely he recalled something in his memory, but he forgot it just now. Shaking his head, he turned back to the Droid. "And what brings a droid to the night club to get drinks with Mandos?" He asked, more wondering how she found this place. He'd just mainly stumbled on it.

The look this Mando gave after Willoh mentioned Sirka's sister was a bit troubling, but this guy would be in for a rough time if he tried anything. Assuming they all met again in the future of course, the galaxy was a big place! "Holonet said you could have a lot of fun at this place. Drinks are cheap but they didn't mention it was mostly for the dancers." Willoh said, finishing her drink and glancing at the people staring at the Twi'leks. Maybe she should've gone dancing after all, it didn't look like she was going to have much fun with this Mandolorian.
@Sir Lurksalot I'm fine, I just dunno what to post tbh. lol
@Archangel89 You can also make an OC like I did.
Hop on discord, lots of people chatting there.
Paradise

Nightclub


Having had their drinks, the mandalorian and the two sisters departed, leaving Willoh all alone. "Aw, they didn't even swap holonet names! Laaaame." she whined, looking for something else to do. She could join the other patrons on the dance floor, although she wasn't all that interested in watching the female Twi'lek dance like most of the patrons. It was around this point another Mandalorian walked in and sat at the bar, looking a bit peeved over something. "Jeez, I thought these guys were supposed to be rare. Is there some convention happening on another floor I'm unaware of?" Willoh said, laughing a bit at the absurdity.

Deciding to make a new friend, Willoh walked over to the mandalorian drinking his anxiety away. Sitting in the seat next to him, she examined the man. She wondered if this one would be as fun to play with as the last one. He did have different armor and gear on. She did notice the different markings on his face as well, which made her wonder if that was a cosmetic choice or something deeper. At any rate, she waved to try to get the bartender droid's attention and ordered a drink. Thinking it was for the man beside her, the droid obliged, much to Willoh's annoyance. While waiting for her drink, she said to the new guy. "Hiya buddy, hows it going? Did a bounty go bad or something?"
Illos Minor

Low Orbit


Time after a mission was always the most dull. The only thing about being a lone mercenary, no one to really talk to, and only the holonet to keep you company. Looking over her account, Willoh figured that she had some spare money to go party. After all, her ship was cheap to maintain and upkeep, considering she could fix or produce most of what it needed and she only ever needed to buy fuel. Taking her 'eyes' off of the video she was watching, Willoh looked up nearby party or resort places and found that one called 'paradise' was orbiting the same moon she was! Firing up the engines, she circled around Illos and when she approached where Paradise was located, noticed an imperial star destroyer parked right outside.

Looking over the situation, Paradise was more than well equipped to handle a star destroyer, so they couldn't be here to commit suicide. "Well... Maybe a moff is here to party?" Willoh mused to herself as she headed for the guest hanger for Paradise. After all, Hutt space resorts were used to this sort of thing, and extravagant clients weren't uncommon. Finding a space in the mid section of Paradise, Willoh departed her ship. Making sure to sign in with the clerk droid before finding her way to the bar. Always a party in a huge place like this after all.

Illos Minor

Paradise


Grabbing a map from the local holonet, Willoh found her way to the main bar. And boy was there ever a party! The average Twi'lek dancers were doing what they did, with the usual onlookers oodling them of course. Then there was the band playing, and this time it was a good song, not that four note song some other places did. Lights everywhere, and quite a large bar. Being a droid Willoh couldn't get drunk, which was something she lamented as it looked so much fun. Before she could go off to dance with some of the patrons on the open floor, she noticed something she hadn't seen before. A giant... tiss'shar? Willoh hadn't seen one of those before, only having read it on the holonet, but they were supposed to be smaller than that, right? The Togruta and human sitting next to it weren't all that much of an interest in comparison.

Walking up to the giant lizard. Willoh tapped her on her side, not tall enough to tap her on the shoulder. Giving a big puppy dog look, she looked at the tiss'shar and asked her in a sing-song voice. "Oooooh. Haven't seen your species before. What do you do? What gender are you? How much does it take to get you drunk? Are these two friends?" This would be quite a fun thing to post on the holonet, if Willoh could get a nice chat going with this alien. (Sirka)
@Sep Willoh is hovering close to Paradise if you want her.
Illos Minor

Low Orbit


Another day, another mission. The best part about being in Hutt space was all the contracts you could find as a bounty hunter and all the different and varied ways you could make credits on the side. It lived up to its 'lawless' reputation for sure, but then, that wasn't a bad thing considering just how much freedom that gave you. But now wasn't the time for idle thinking, Willoh had a job to do. Well rather, a delivery to make, she had already done the hard part in capturing her bounty.

Speaking of her prisoner, he wasn't the happiest of campers. Being captured by a droid did tend to make whoever was captured a bit depressed or angry, and this one was more of the latter. Of course his raging wouldn't do much of anything to the cell that Willoh had thrown him in, after all, humans were more on the weaker side of things without their weapons or tech. That didn't stop the guy from yelling colorful curse words up and down the ship, banging the walls of his cell and more or less annoying Willoh the whole trip. Thankfully they were approaching her client's abode, and she could drop off this noisy prisoner and collect her bounty.

Illos Minor

Surface


Willoh's client, a man named Lumos, had a thing for old artifacts and the money to acquire them. This was quite clear by his property, showing wealth and power, yet having a bit of an older spin to it than the more modern buildings on Illos. Landing on the ship pad outside of his property, Willoh walked out of the ship, prisoner in hand. And much like bounties of the past, once he was out of the ship, he tried to make a break for it, even with his hands cuffed. He didn't go far though, as Willoh was right there and well, she wasn't as clunky as some other droids the guy was probably accustomed to. "Now Now, no need to run. Shouldn't have stole that artifact in the first place." Willoh said, tightening her grip on his wrists as she pushed him forward.

When they approached the looming building, Lumos stepped out, escorted by some bodyguard droids. He looked at the scoundrel that Willoh had caught with detest before saying. "Good job Bounty Hunter." Ordering his droids to take Willoh's prisoner off her hands, the droids gaging him as he began to speak, taking him to who knows where, Lumos asked "I trust you also have the item he stole?" Nodding, Willoh reached behind her back and pulled a small metal cube with blue lights on each face from her back, making sure that the others thought she was just grabbing it from a hatch on herself. "There you go sir!" Willoh said, handing over the strange artifact to the man.

Keeping a business face, Lumos transferred Willoh's bounty to her account, and with a slight bow, left the bounty hunter droid to her devices. It was nice having a client who was professional for once, as her past few had made remarks like "Wow, I didn't know a droid can do that" or "I figured a droid would've died doing this bounty" or the like. Well, even if this client had those thoughts, he didn't share any of them. Boarding her ship, Willoh took off back into orbit, browsing the holonet for her next job and a bit of entertainment, her face looking much less serious than it had been when she was on the job.
@Sep Fixed typos, refreshed the story a bit, and did all the changes you suggested.
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