The Short Straw [D0, Afternoon]

[Cefey Raneth]

Well, that was a whole lot of stuff that was new to her. "No vibroknife here," she did add, holding up her empty hands to solidify that statement. No need to look at the pair of blasters in her belt, right? Right?

"But we can all be civil, yes? No reason not to help little green man find his thief, pretty rouge?"

[Syzygy Anion]

"Assuming he isn't long gone." Zygy added. "I imagine catching the theif would help with the ranger reputation, with the merchants at least."

[Rahvin]

Inden nodded his chin at the red Twi'lek, "She doesn't give a kriff about the Ranger's reputation out here. It'd work better for her bosses if the people decided it wasn't worth keeping us here."

This whole thing, he suddenly decided, was likely a setup; the merchant was likely even in on it too - whether he wanted to be or not.

"This is why I hate bazaar duty," he muttered under his breath.

[Honorordeath]

"Now that right there is exactly what I'm getting at, all this guy sees is thieves and crooks, scum to be dealt with," she shook her head. Laying her hands back down and crossing them over her chest as she shifted more heavily onto her right foot. "But, I'm not unreasonable. Let's go get your little thief..." she said before putting her lips together, raising her index into one corner of her mouth and pinkie into the other. With a sharp whistle the bazaar around them seemed to get quieter for a second as many of the heads right around them looked over.

From the hole, however, came the shuffling of feet scrambling out from the place they were hiding once more. The small person turned around to face those gathered and tossed down her hood, wearing a bright smile. "What'sa, what'sa goin' on out here, huh?" she laughed nervously. Standing there at her adolescent height was a young Twi'lek with green skin and purple eyes. She wore a flight helmet and a leather jacket with some straps. Though her hands were now empty the cloak she wore was indication enough this was their thief.

[Syzygy Anion]

Zygy recognized the cloak. But, that's not what drew her attention.

"Hello there. Are you a pilot?"

[Cefey Raneth]

Fey looked between the little green man and the newly arrived little green twi'lek. It wasn't often she had encountered other twi'leks since Ryloth, so it was a bit of a surprise to see not only one, but two! Still, right now she took a passive approach to the situation.

[Honorordeath]

"Wazzit?" the young Twi'lek perked up, spinning a half turn toward Syzgy with a dramatic cock of her head to the right. "Nah, nun' like tha'. Jus' found'it is all," she said, indicating her headpiece.

[Syzygy Anion]

"It looks good on you." she smiled. "You should be a pilot. Do you know what was taken from the vendor over there? The four-armed one."