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“Uh, huh.” Ceyla chews her lip tentatively, mulling over what she wants to say. “…and here I thought that the trail had gone cold.”
A smile tugs at the corner of your mouth, more a twitch than anything else. “The Force works in mysterious ways, apprentice.”
She can’t deny that. Then, she opines: “…a bounty hunter shows up here just as a Jedi Conclave was happening to be in the same sector.”
You shake your head. “Doubt it. Not with what she was wearing and only one gun to boot.”
But beyond Kessel, you have doubts that she was hunting Jedi. Then again, Nomiana’s crew did work as a bodyguard for the Tof, even if she wasn’t a slave catcher. So at the very least, her personal code isn’t above working for unscrupulous clients if she tolerated the green-skinned bastards.
What would bring her to Rion? Maybe another bounty? She had been in a hurry when she had left. But Nomi wasn’t so busy that she couldn’t otherwise invite you for another night of dancing…and what you strongly suspect is the number to her hotel room for a meetup before Max Rebo started playing. What a woman.
And to think that you’d met up after so much had happened…with her just ready to pick things back up to what you were…doing…
…huh.
…what even is your relationship with her?
…“complicated” is one word for it, even if it falls woefully short of someone you had a one night stand with.
Especially now that the your previously nebulous relationship with Arotta has become more concrete, explicitly exclusive and serious with breaking away from tradition to give romance a try.
“…we can’t discount the fact that she might be hunting someone,” offers Ceyla, pulling you from out of your thoughts.
No, you can’t. And you have <span class="mu-i">severe</span> doubts that this would have been the sabbatical that Ingmar had mentioned that her group was taking. At least what you expect a traditional Mandalorian to enjoy as a retreat.
“…Swan and Choi won’t be here for another few hours,” you finally say. “Might as well be productive until then.”
>>Please roll 2d8+3 Streetwise (1d6 upgrades to 1d8 per Rank in Streetwise, +1d8 from Ceyla, +3 extra from 2 Cunning)
>Best out of three.
Writer's block is a bitch.
And motherfucker, I realize that I did the Lightsaber roll wrong.
Supposed to be only 3d8, but oh well. The Force rolls make up for that.
