by Durasay Mixo » Wed May 30, 2018 4:28 pm
The tip, of course, had originated from his office. Durasay was a practical man. He understood that warzones were often rife with crime, and that was a xesh factor that could really make life difficult.
Unless one knew about it, and could apply diplomacy and negotiations to it.
Durasay was sitting at the small work bench in his quarters, adjusted the helmet of his armor, just some final fine tuning, when the comm went off.
"Rekto the Illustrious, I presume. This is Banokon Mixo. Please, no need for such formality, I am honored to receive your call."
His smile could be heard through his words. No matter their differences, all Hutts liked those niceties applied to them. And it made speaking with them all the more pleasant when you just played the game.
"I am sorry we have not met in person. Perhaps we can remedy that upon our arrival to Bankor?"
Pantoran | Peacekeeper | Senator | Commanding Presence | Field Commander | Tough | Enhanced Leader | Strong in the Force
Carries: Paired Heavy Blaster Pistols w/ Bantha Eye Lasersight | Vibrosword (+1 Melee Defense) | Utility Belt with gear | Heavy Battle Armor (1/1 Defense)
Languages: Basic, Huttese, Mando'a, Pantoran
"We won't leave anyone behind."