open rp post!

[ineffabilities]

RULES.
1. Post with the muse you want! Here's my muselist for your convenience. Optional: a scenario, an image or just a prompt, in any form.
2. Threading happens!
3. PROFIT.

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[carbonfrozen]

[The smile drops off, then, and he downs the contents of his glass pretty quickly. Damn it, Chewie, where do you even find these people, and why does Han keep getting tangled up with them?]

I can do the first part--fair warning, though, it'll cost you. The second--

[--it's a lot more complicated, and smacks of rebellion. Han scrubs a hand over his face, lets out a long breath. Damn it all, he can't turn her down flat out, he needs the cash.]

Depends on what things, exactly. And that'll cost you extra.

[fulcra]

A person, a droid, and their supplies. [ she's not actually sure how much they'll have with them, but she figures that the number of crates is less important to han agreeing to the deal than the sentient cargo portion. ]

I can pay, don't worry.

[ the serving drink is back, and she takes her spirit with a nod, but she's more interested in han's reaction than in drinking it just yet. ]

[carbonfrozen]

[Oh, he's got a bad feeling about this. He's got a very bad feeling about this. Before the serving droid leaves, he asks for another drink--watered down, because if he's going to be taking this job he needs to be able to leave as soon as possible.]

All right, fine. I'll take it. But I'm gonna need a downpayment--say, 10,000 creds, thereabouts. [For a hunk of junk like the Falcon to carry some things in and out? Yeesh, Han.]

[fulcra]

[ ah yes, haggling with smugglers, one of her least favourite parts of her role in the rebellion. if she already had a crew in the area, this wouldn't be an issue, but it's just her on short notice and her gut tells her to trust anyone chewbacca's with over a stranger. ]

Eight thousand now, four when you meet with my contact.

[ and now she takes a sip of her drink, staring deliberately at him the whole time. ]