The Straight Run IntroThe Black Nynock cantina was much like any other on Nar Shaddaa. Dark, noisy, filthy and full to the brim of the worst scum the galaxy had to offer. Since it was located on the higher levels of the Smuggler's Moon, however, it was also where the Hutts maintained a certain degree of authority that none wanted to challenge. A Duros was sitting nervously by himself in one of the Black Mynock's booths. He constantly sent darting looks around the cantina as though looking for someone, though at the same time afraid of who he might see.The Straight Run Intro2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Think that's our guy?" A yellow Twi'lek at the bar asked a pale human before taking a drag on a cigarette.
"Who's our karking guy?" He responded irritably.
A dusty-green Trandoshan in blast armor answered for her in broken Basic, "Duros. Booth. Nervous." The human shrugged.
"Maybe. He shouldn't be karking nervous, though, he told me this was a karking blue-milk run," He drained his glass, "Any other karking Duros?"
"Not that I've seen," the Twi'lek tol