The Lazy Whompaa was a notorious hideout for the biggest crooks, swindlers, thieves, assassins, bounty hunters and jay walkers ( DAMN THERE OILY HIDES). The only reason it wasn't busted was for the exact reason I was here ....... Information. My name is Jason Kidd, I'm 6'3 human I have short shaggy brown hair and a short scruffy beard. I was hired by ( I'm not lying about this name....really i'm not) The Greatest Grand High Puba Ourvix, to elimnate the threat of Bandits in the Kraz sector. \
I causally walked in not trying to seem suspicious, I took a seat and ordered a Molson Canadian and looked around the bar. I soon met eyes with my contact he was a bothan in the back of the bar. I quietly made my way across the bar when a rather drunken Trandoshan knocked my drink out of my hand and put a blaster to my head. He began to mutter something about not likeing the look of my face. But I wasn't listening . In a flash my right hand conected with his lower jaw and he flew onto a table of roudy humans. They drew there basters on me, but almost as quickly as I had decked the Trandoshan I pulled out my two custom blasters and fired.
Later once the Firemen had left the remains of the Lazy Whoompa and the crowds departed the Bothan aprroched me.
'' Was it really necisary to destroy the entire building of a spilt beer'' he exclamed.
" Sorry" I mumbled " I just hate to get my favourite pants wet. The Bothan just laughed as we went of to discuse the fee for his information on the location of the Bandit hideout.
I causally walked in not trying to seem suspicious, I took a seat and ordered a Molson Canadian and looked around the bar. I soon met eyes with my contact he was a bothan in the back of the bar. I quietly made my way across the bar when a rather drunken Trandoshan knocked my drink out of my hand and put a blaster to my head. He began to mutter something about not likeing the look of my face. But I wasn't listening . In a flash my right hand conected with his lower jaw and he flew onto a table of roudy humans. They drew there basters on me, but almost as quickly as I had decked the Trandoshan I pulled out my two custom blasters and fired.
Later once the Firemen had left the remains of the Lazy Whoompa and the crowds departed the Bothan aprroched me.
'' Was it really necisary to destroy the entire building of a spilt beer'' he exclamed.
" Sorry" I mumbled " I just hate to get my favourite pants wet. The Bothan just laughed as we went of to discuse the fee for his information on the location of the Bandit hideout.