Evening the Odds

[solo]

Han was backed up against the wall of the outside of the Mos Eisley cantina,two bounty hunters pointing their blasters at him."Look fellas,"He started."Everyone knows the bounty was taken off my head a couple years back."One of the bounty hunters laughed and asked,"Do you think it really matters to us?"Just as he was about to pull the trigger,Han drew his own blaster and shot the man.

"You wanna try something?"He asked,pointing his blaster at the other bounty hunter.The man dropped his blaster and Han said,"Thought not."As he was about to walk away,he could see someone approaching him."What do you want?"

[Falar]

"What do you want?" Relt had been walking by when he saw the man kill those two bounty hunters and had to look at him. Relt grinned instead of answering. as he walked closer, looking at the two dead bounty hunters. Walking closer at a slow, casual walk, Relt looked up from the bodies to the man. "You have skills, skills that could be useful." Stopping just in front of the man. He wispered. "Skills a Sith could use."