Saturday, March 31, 2007

Unexpected Information

I spent the last two hours getting a room in a small, rundown hotel. One of Dex's suggestions. The lock on the door does not work and I after threatening the hotel keeper that he would eat his food through a straw if anything happened to my belongings walked back to the bar. The Rodian still regards me with a strange look but has no quarrels serving me. The main conversations turn around the war and how to survival in this part of town. Nothing really catches my attention so far.

A human of unidentifable age, blaster hanging off his hip, sits down next to me. "Lovely time of year." he says.

"It is even nicer in the spring." I reply and he turns to me.

"Abbuu." his introduction is short. "I am going to have what you are drinking."

"Ben." I shake his hand. "Bartender, another one for my friend here."

Abbuu downs his drink. "Hey, Rodian, let me use the blue room."

The bartender hands him a card. "Here, but don't mess it up."

"It's not that kind of client, you moron. Some people think with their brains." A large grin crosses Abbuu's face as he leads me down a dark hall into a room decorated entirely in blue.

"Are you sure he is not going to listen to us?" I do not feel comfortable.

"Don't worry. We have an understanding: I don't blab to anyone about his connections to the Black Sun and he let's me conduct business in here." Abbuu takes a seat in one of the deeply cushioned chair motioning for me to do the same.

Only with reluctance do I sit down on the plush couch. "What information do you have for me?"

Before Abbuu answers he removes an imaginary piece of lint from his jacket. "Well, that depends how much you are willing to pay."

"If the information is valuable I will pay you 500 credits, half now and half after I confirmation." I can see his face light up at the mentioning of the sum.

"YOu drive a good bargin - Ben." he studies his fingers for a moment. "Agreed."

"Good, shall we begin then?"

"The orange district is buzzing with news about a man called Marusi. He has put out word that he is recruiting anyone who would like to earn a few extra credits. I never had any dealings with him and from what I have heard about this guy I am not too keen either. I guess he has a pretty loose trigger finger." Abbuu pauses to study my reaction.

"So far so good." I say trying not to press him too hard for anything else he might be willing to tell me. The thought to influence his mind occurred to me but I let it go. He is strong minded and I can sense that he is telling the truth.

"He frequences a joint called "The Blue Angel". It's a hang out for bounty hunters and spice smuglers."

"I have heard of it. What else do you have for me?" I am most curious now.

"He has a female aquaintance named Octavia. I heard she is a cold as winter night on Hoth: Frigid." Abbuu laughs about his own joke.

I fake a good chuckle although her name makes my skin tingle. After all these years she has finally come to Coruscant.

"That is all I have for now." Abbuu gazes at me, waiting for his reward.

"I guess it's enough to find him." I growl. "Here are 250 credits for now. "We'll meet again tomorrow night. If you cross me, you won't need this money anymore. Understood?"

"Yes, understood." He takes the money from me and stores in his untility belt. "Same place same time." he says and we part.

Once back out on the street I take a few deep breaths.

//OCTAVIA//. My thought wander back two years and the memory is not a fond one indeed.
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