Spoiler But random violence would be very out of character for Zuri. She doesn't like hurting people, she just doesn't mind it. Putting a hand in one of the small breast pockets of her vest, the Chiss pulled out a small, squished biscuit, offering the crushed thing to her furred friend. Through the transparent plastic bag, it looked a bit more like a bunch of small baked splinters than an edible thing. "I forgot I had this... I don't know how old it is. But do you want it, Jinx?"
"Hmm?" he asked, lifting his head back up from its resting place to look at the crumbled bits of biscuit, "w-w-why...do you...how long have you...eh, never mind I'll take it, thank you." As he was handed the the bits of biscuit he took a good sniff of it. He didn't reel back due to any poor smells. So either Junk planet's odor burned out his nostrils and removed his sense of smell, or he couldn't smell anything particularly wrong with it. He stuffed a few of the crumbs into his mouth, it didn't taste bad. They were hard as rocks though, but due to how hungry he was at the moment, he didn't really mind. "Anybody else hungry? This is a limited time offer. I will eat all of these if none of you speak up."
The group marched on with strength and courage. Once at the front door, and arriving at varying times with the dancer and her droid first, before the desired bounty came - to make it look less suspicious. There were two guards standing, Trandoshans. They were clicking and licking their mouths upon the sight of the dancer. So brutish... Or desperate. Then again, Ord Mantell had not many beauties too offer. So in comparison this lady was a diamond among pebbles. However as the Bounty Hunter group came and demanded to sell Kass off, the Trandoshans were annoyed and just let them in. "Business goes to Hu'rud, the Duros. He is in the main hall." One of them hissed. The other one went a bit closer to the dancer and her droid. "You however.... Our boys could use some... Entertainment.... How much?" So far, so good...
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Front Door @Uriel1339 | The Trandoshan towered over Na'tala, the green reptilian running his eyes up and down her body. "The total price would depend on how many of you there are. My basic price is 100 credits per person." Na'tala was careful to exhibit her assets, making no attempt to hide herself and convince the Trandoshan that she was worth her prices.
Nex made the conscious decision to ignore the trandoshans leering at Nat-which was for the best, he'd feel incline to bite one of their eyes out with how they were looking. If anything, he was happy they didn't immediately start throwing chairs at her, or "going to the bathroom". If anything it'd make this plan of theirs go smoother. As per his part of their scheme -the all important "inconspicuous fluffy pet" role- meant he had to rely on his companions for the talking. Which he was more then happy to let them do, he wasn't feeling up to talking too much anyways. He just laid his head back on Zuri's shoulders, partly to try to convince anyone that was looking at them he was actually sleeping. And partially to keep himself comfortable, and in as less pain as he can be.
