Post by Zilfer on Dec 20, 2016 19:28:17 GMT -5
Arch Angel nodded running a quick holonet search for "Black Melons" and with access to some of the criminal organizations he paid to be kept on lists, and given access to black market search sites he found a few points within this sector of the galaxy. "You might try Nar Shaddaa, I hear it's a good place for Black Melons," said Arch Angel shrugging. He accepted the card of the man and looked down at it.
After filing away a mental image of the card he looked back up the man. "The girl is just in shock, a lot of people have died around her in rapid succession. I find most people tend to lack the ability to filter their thoughts when it comes to such destruction," said Arch Angel as he turned to walk away. "Oh, and I'll send half the payment your way for your assistance on the job."
Arch Angel tossed the card over his shoulder having already saved the image of the card for later. For now it was time to go collect his bounty. The local's would probably loot the hutt's palace, but the only thing Arch Angel touched out of the vault he came up to was a small black box with unknown contents. The rest was left for plunder of whatever opportunist showed up.
He eventually made his way back into the street and made his way to the Firespray gunship he flew around with, and activated the door to enter. His system synchronized with the ship's systems and composed a message to send to his employer all before he reached the seat of his ship. He took a moment to reflect, he hadn't slept in about thirty six hours, and even with pushing himself he was beginning to feel that fatigue of mind setting in again. He hestiated wondering if those dreams would come again. More and more he had been having them, and he did not know what to make of them, for they were the one of the few things he could not record and he had any sort of control over. He closed his eyes clicking his blaster straps and letting them fall to the floor. He was so..... tired.
After filing away a mental image of the card he looked back up the man. "The girl is just in shock, a lot of people have died around her in rapid succession. I find most people tend to lack the ability to filter their thoughts when it comes to such destruction," said Arch Angel as he turned to walk away. "Oh, and I'll send half the payment your way for your assistance on the job."
Arch Angel tossed the card over his shoulder having already saved the image of the card for later. For now it was time to go collect his bounty. The local's would probably loot the hutt's palace, but the only thing Arch Angel touched out of the vault he came up to was a small black box with unknown contents. The rest was left for plunder of whatever opportunist showed up.
He eventually made his way back into the street and made his way to the Firespray gunship he flew around with, and activated the door to enter. His system synchronized with the ship's systems and composed a message to send to his employer all before he reached the seat of his ship. He took a moment to reflect, he hadn't slept in about thirty six hours, and even with pushing himself he was beginning to feel that fatigue of mind setting in again. He hestiated wondering if those dreams would come again. More and more he had been having them, and he did not know what to make of them, for they were the one of the few things he could not record and he had any sort of control over. He closed his eyes clicking his blaster straps and letting them fall to the floor. He was so..... tired.
