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    Parking for light starcaft was plentiful on Nar Shaddaa. And it was also expensive. Rampant crime had its ways of driving up cost for private parking bays, leaving the main spaceports as the primary locations for most interstellar travelers to berth their craft, as it was a third the cost, and offered security for free. Though it did mean you were subject to random searches, which could mean delays for honest travelers, and high risk for smugglers. Li Ho Fook was no smuggler, though after sitting on a bench while official security scoured his craft, and interrogated him about his weaponry loadout, he wondered if paying the extra for private parking would have been worth it. Had it been just himself, on a job, most certainly.

    But he was not there on a job, nor was he going to be by himself, and saving a few credits was a lesson he intended to teach his latest protege, one Abari Loki - or Igo Flax, as he was registered in the Bounty Hunters Guild database. It had been three weeks since Fook had dropped him off for solo work, on the "training wheels" grounds many bounty hunters cut their teeth on, and in that time Loki had managed to complete six jobs, and lost a seventh to the authorities. Better than Fook expected, to be honest, but it was still time for an evaluation, and a proper heart-to-heart with the budding new hunter.

    "Yo, Flax-dawg," the Wah spoke after engaging his commlink. "Rent-a-cops done finished their sweep, ride's ready. Gate H-37."

    Three weeks of occasional text messages, and Fook monitoring Loki's progress from guild terminals. Three weeks of being unable to help him, other than basic advice. In that time, Fook had managed two jobs of his own, the latter being intense enough as to warrant a breather, so this was a perfect time to catch up, and as soon as Loki got to the gate, they'd be off.

    "WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE HE'LL BE DRESSED LIKE?" Guan Yu's voice boomed over Fook's earpiece, making a fuzzy ear tick before the volume was turned down.

    "Got me, G. Probably tryin' to look all hard, like something out of one of them badass holofilms." Fook replied.

    "IT WOULD BE MOST AMUSING IF HE SHOWS UP IN A BLACK LEATHER JACKET, TIGHT DENIM PANTS, AND A BLACK TEE SHIRT. WITH SUNGLASSES, OF COURSE."

    "Oj, of course," Fook nodded, then sighed. "He'd be, what, our fourth to do that?"

    "FIFTH, ACUTALLY."

    Another sigh and Fook got off the bench, getting in a good stretch before letting his tail lash about while he had the space to do so. "Why they always go for that look, G? I knew better than that, yo. Think you look all hard, but really you a damn cartoon." Shaking his head, the short Wah then straightened one of the gold chains around his neck, and glanced at his diamond-studded wrist-chrono. No need to check the laces on his sneakers. Playa knew when his kicks were hella fly.
    Last edited by Li Ho Fook; Jun 23rd, 2020 at 03:43:53 PM.

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