Crowded Streets (Day 4 Mid Evening)

[Alister Dravvad]

He wasn't trying to back out of his opinion, but he wasn't goign to argue the point either. "Was there any other parts you were looking for today ythen?" He asked browsing through some of the tools himself. Was there anything he needed? Not that he could recall.

[Tyr]

Tyr sorted through the items he'd chosen, tossed one aside, not caring where it ended up or where he'd picked it up from. It was a meagre lot, all said, around fifty credits worth, as the shistavanen finalised his purchase.

[Alister Dravvad]

It was a good selection, and Alister stood to the side as Tur finalized his purchases. No need to push for the Sith to spend a little more or buy something he didn't need.

[Tyr]

Tyr stuffed his purchases in a backpack. Turning to Alister, with utter disregard for any sense of propriety or personal space, he slapped the noble - hard- on the shoulder, "thanks, good talk."

[Alister Dravvad]

That recieved a grunt, perhaps masking pain from the slimer man. "Happy to help." He repleid with a strained slime. "Hopefully uou'll be able to make what you need with this."

[Tyr]

"Hopefully," the shistavanen seemed in good cheer, and he winked at the scientist, "maybe I'll see you around."

[Alister Dravvad]

"Could be, I attend far too many of those fancy parties after all." He dipped his head. "Until next we meet then?"

[Tyr]

Nodding, “think about what I said,” there was a hint of teasing to the sandpapery voice. The shistavanen winked and stomped his way out into the evening.


/fin