"Sure, sure, you got the Credits? I ain't talking about no Republic Credits, but Peggats, you know, the coins."
"How much will it cost for information on a Twi'lek slave?" Kikha took out some silver and bronze coins from the satchel on her left hip, placing them on the fairly clean countertop next to the two glasses of water.
"Depends on who owns the slave." The Devaronian man reached out and took all the coins with a smirk on his chapped red lips, "Let me guess… 'His Eminence'?"
"Indeed."
"You gotta pay more." He snickered and accepted a few more coins from the beautiful woman, licking his chapped lips, "So… Got a name? Identifying features? All that jazz?"
"Giza Kalia. Tyrian Twi'lek. She should be one of Jabba's favorites."
As she spoke, the two Jedi could feel the man become nervous. He wasn't showing anything on his face, not even changing his smile, he just nodded. Then pulled out a datapad from under the table and searched through some things, then brought up a profile of the woman they described. She was just as young and healthy in the pictures as the two of them remembered… However, they also noticed something concerning.
"She was last seen on Jabba's Yacht, heading into the Western Dune Sea…" Daesha's hands trembled as she read the date, "Six months ago?"
"That's just how it goes sometimes, Kid." He took back the datapad and stuffed it back under the counter, then leaned over and whispered to the two of them, "But you girls should stop snooping around… Wasn't just Giza who went missing back then. Heard there was some big deal that happened in 'His' Palace around that time… Better leave Tatooine while ya still got the chance."
"I see… Thank you for your information and assistance." Kikha placed her hand on the trembling Twi'lek's cloaked left shoulder and whispered, "Remember. Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment."
"Yes… Master. I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize, Daesha. We already have our clue. Now we just need to follow it to the truth."
The two of them drank the rest of their water and headed out of the Cantina quickly. A few minutes later, that Chiss man walked back over to the bar alone and sat down. He looked at the datapad that was handed over and saw the familiar pretty face, narrowing his crimson eyes.
"Who are they? Jedi?"
"Who knows?" The bartender sneered and held out his hand, "I ain't workin for free here, Bud."
"Fine." The Chiss handed over the coins and some more information appeared on the datapad. A picture of a little girl who looked similar to Giza, then another picture of her much older, wearing white Jedi robes and a brown cloak. The other woman was also shown, but in much greater detail. After all, Jedi were practically celebrities. Especially a beautiful Nautolan woman who became a Jedi Knight and also happened to visit Tatooine a few years back.
"E chu ta!" He slammed his palm on the table and threw the datapad over to the chuckling man, "Jabba appreciates your 'loyalty'!"
"Hey, you're welcome Buddy, anytime~! Hahaha~! Good luck!"
After the Chiss man ran out of the bar, the Devaronian smirked and pulled out a small bronze comlink and made a call, "Hey Jango, Buddy, I heard you were lookin for some Jedi lately?"
"Be more specific." The deep, masculine voice came through the speaker, but was hard to hear over the noisy music and laughter in the cantina.
"Nautolan Babe-"
"No." The communication was hung up.
"Oh well. Let's see." Then he made another call, "Aurra-"
"What is it, Prax?" The angry woman on the other side cut him off, "Speak quickly. I'm busy!"
There were sounds of blaster fire in the background and screams…
"Uh, I heard you used to be a Jedi, haha~! Maybe I just met two of your friends-"
"Names!"
"Sheesh." Prax chuckled and asked, "Do you care about a Jedi Knight named Kikha?"
*Pssshhhh~!* The communication hung up immediately.
"Okay then, next…" This time he only said "Bane-" and he had to start making another call.
"Did you find one yet?"
"Not just one, but two!"
"I only need one." The man hung up with the sound of people shouting in the background.
After letting out a long sigh, the man finally frowned and made a final call, "Your Excellency… Two Jedi have been snooping around about a missing slave girl. Giza Kalia."
"Hohohoho~!" The other side just laughed and hung up…
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