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Lobby - Galo Towers <Coronet: Corellia>
The main lobby for the Galo Towers is situated on the first floor from
which the ten towers, all white edifices of varying heights bunched
together, may be accessed. The room is spacious with maroon carpeting
covering white marble floors, separated by a small solarium and two
fountains. The front desk stretches along the south wall where a
number of protocol droids are prepared to assist visitors and
residents alike. The towers are also guarded by a small CorSec office
at the north wall. Most of the first floor is dominated by three high
class restaurants and a popular nightclub, while on the far wall a row
of lifts are prepared to take people to any of the towers.
Har Sendo stands in the center of the spacious lobby, watching the
crowd as they pass. He's standing alone, watching, mildly disoriented.
Into the lobby of the Galo Towers steps the Rodian bounty hunter,
Greedo. His snout twitches and his ears rotate just a bit as he steps
off to the right of the front entrance, scanning the crowd with his
gleaming blue-green eyes. His suckery, slender fingers hang near the
holstered pistol near his hip.
Har Sendo watches the Rodian as he enters the lobby. He frowns
slightly, and edges toward cover. He mentally berates himself for
travelling so lightly...
Greedo keeps looking around the lobby, watching as people come and go.
His head tilts and his snout puckers in frustration as he continues
scanning the crowd.
Har Sendo slides behind an old couple, and steps with them for a
moment, then behind a large pillar. He grimaces as a small round droid
stubs his toe when he isn't looking. He peers slowly around the pillar
to watch the Rodian.
Greedo swivels his ears atop his bristly head as he spies someone he
thinks might be his quarry, but then, just as quickly, he loses sight
of the Corellian. He draws his pistol from its holster, keeping it at
the ready while walking further into the lobby, scanning the crowd for
his elusive prey. "Solo is a slippery one."
Har Sendo steps back from the droid as it chirps indignantly at him
for standing in the precise place it wanted to polish. He glowers down
at it and then looks up realising he's been flushed from cover.
Greedo sets glossy blue-green eyes upon the Corellian and hums
approvingly. He begins raising the gun level with the man's chest. He
stops within about four feet and says, in Basic: "You are becoming
sluggish, Solo."
Har Sendo his eyes widen in anticipation... and then he says in
Basic... "Solo? You've got the wrong Corellian... "
Greedo tilts his head. "Do I? You closely match his description. Tell
me your name." He keeps the blaster pistol aimed at Sendo.
Har Sendo’s adam's apple wavers slightly, and sweat beads at his
forehead. "My name is Har Sendo. I've never met anyone named Solo
before," he says in Basic, keeping his hands at shoulder level.
"Har Sendo," the Rodian hoots, puckering his snout. "A poor disguise
for the name. Olok the Flayer will pay me, either way. He is blind."
Har Sendo says, "Olok the who? He's blind? If he's blind why are you
going through all the trouble of tracking this 'Solo' person down? If
it's because you really want to get this Solo person, than I'm sorry
to say, that I'm really not him. If however you're just in it for the
money, then I have to inquire why you went to all the trouble of
coming here to track him down..."
"Olok the Flayer's lack of eyesight does not forgive the debts you
incurred, Solo," the Rodian replies in Basic. "I came here because you
came here. I *am* in it for the money. But Olok has waited three
months for repayment, and you have failed to make good. If you have
1,500 credits, provide it to me, and I will see that your account is
settled."
Har Sendo frowns... "1500 credits... now you should explain to me why
I should settle the debts of a man I've never even met. Unless you're
just robbing me, in which case, at least have the honour to tell me
you're robbing me."
After a few moments of silence, Greedo draws back slightly, puckering
his snout. "Robbing you? You really *aren't* Solo, are you? The proper
Han Solo would either pay me, or provide a recklessly smug response,
seeking to provoke me into rash action. You behave meekly. Poor prey."
He huffs, lowering the pistol's barrel. "You had best hope no one else
makes a similar mistake. Not all hunters are as reasonable as I."
Har Sendo sighs visibly. He drops his hands, then raises one to wipe
his forehead. "I probably would have given a snide remark, if I wasn't
unarmed. Thank you, sincerely, for not shooting me, though. That would
be a bit more than I could handle right now."
Greedo bobs his snout, then holsters his blaster pistol and strides
off toward the exit, muttering in Rodian as he goes.
Har Sendo he raises his hand and shouts in Basic... "Hey, if I meet
this Solo character, how should I contact you?"
Greedo stops, glancing back toward Har Sendo. "You had best steer
clear of this, Corellian. However, if you are feeling reckless, you
may contact me on Ord Mantell." With that, he walks on toward the
exit.
Har Sendo breathes a sigh of relief and slumps against the gleaming
pillar. The cleaning droid has long gone. He looks around, wondering
why Corsec did not attempt to interfere with the attempted
assassination. He resolves to find this Solo character and find out
why the Bounty Hunter had them confused... oh, and perhaps make a
credit or two off from the bloke. |
