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Akaavi turned over the rifle in her hands a few times, eyeing the parts of the machine with a careful eye. The Captain was willing to trust her with his funds to purchase supplies for the crew while he's off quote "Getting directions" near the red light district.
The Zabrak's grip tightened slightly as she imagined him near the twi'lek dancers there. -Especially- with Corso and Gus there, her lips thinned in annoyance. Perhaps she should use their fear of her to her advantage to keep her Captain...Undistracted one could say.
"You hear that one Captain is in port?" The Zabrak's head turned slightly hear a Rodian and a Sullestan talking. "That fool who angered Rogun the Butcher?" Akaavi twitched slightly. "Yeah, the idiot's here. Probably wasting all his credits on cheap drinks. I saw his ship pull in, some junker the guy must keep together with tape and hope."
Akaavi tensed, turning her head slightly to glare at the Alien's backs. "Heh, we could probably take it and he wouldn't notice. The guy's as dumb as a gizka." The two laughed, unaware of the glowering Zabrak approaching them from behind.
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"Twenty-one in three cards, see it and weep boys." Tyrthian Tel'zan said smugly, grinning at the cursing Corse and pouting Guss...At least he thinks he's pouting, how to tell with the Calamari. "How do you keep doin' that Captain?"
Corso groaned, tossing his credits to the laughing Captain.
The Smuggler brushed off his jacket, making himself appear as regal as he could. "It is pure skill, my good man. Master Pazaak skill that has won me many admirers. A flourish of the cards that makes women swoon and men cower in inadequacy."
Corso rolled his eyes. "Or you're just pulling cards out of your sleeves and lying to women that you have money...And charm." Tyrthian deflated, glaring at Corso who laughed at his expense stopping and staring wide eyed behind him.
The dark skinned human raised a eyebrow. "What? Acknowledging my greatness?" He grinned smugly, though it faltered when he saw Guss staring wider eyed then normal. "What in the world is wrong with you two?" He looked over his shoulder freezing wide eyed.
Akaavi stood there, her armor slightly colored with blood with a new rifle in her hands. "Uhh..." The Captain stayed at his lover in confusion as she set his credit chit on the table. "Two men decided to disrespect you, I showed them why that was a foolish idea."
Tyr blinked rapidly as the zabrak brushed her armored hand over his messy hair in a vaguely affectionate manner before leaving to clean her armor. The three men stared at the empty door frame in stunned silence, Corso being the first to speak.
"So Captain...Those screams that come from your quarters are you isn't it?" The farm boy had to dodge the Captain's chair a moment later.