Corellian Sector

"First of all, I already introduced myself so you owe me your name, second I've made my intentions already clear. I'm expanding my list of connections and making a name for myself with the hutt clans transporting goods. You come in here to talk to Kolga about whatever it is you have in mind but call him a fly on the wall. If anything your aspirations for what you seek to accomplish here far overshadow mine, and quite frankly my audience with him seems boring. In fact, I'd say, that my meeting with you has been far more exciting than what I expect Kolga will offer me. Actually, better yet, regardless if Kolga offers me something good, or something shitty, I get your contact info and maybe I can help you in whatever it is you want to do. There, happy? Oh by the way..." He turned the screen around to show her what he was playing, "Fauna Crossing, great game to pass the time away in between jobs and calls for drops, but there are better ways to pass time that aren't so solitary." He chuckled and shook his head, "Can't believe you dissed my game, and the awesomeness of my contact with Kolga...you really aren't looking for a job with him at all are you? You are a curious one...I think you've impressed me. I don't know whether to watch out for you, or ask if our exchange is an interview or take you out for dinner..."

"Hensley? I'll remember it," He smirked and took another gander at her as she leaned back but focused his attention back to her eyes once she looked back to him. He noticed the lip bite of hers, and it made his lips curl into a genuine smile. He scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "Well whatever business you have with him is your business. He also leaned back, and unzipped his jacket, revealing two blasters, and a few sheathes of knives. He scratched his torso where his shirt had hiked up from him leaning back. It was washboard, he looked over again to her and chuckled, "It's never a dull moment with me, I try never to be a bore, or a burden. It's a pleasure to meet someone so mysterious in nature, yet curious about those who try to be friendly. Usually the tall...mysterious types try to keep a low profile. Somehow I broke through that, and now we're talking. Lucky me, but mostly lucky you, because now you know I'm not a bore trap."

It seemed as though he caught her interest, as mysterious and detached as she was. Strangely though, he found himself more intrigued than ever. He adjusted his glasses as he went back to his game. The glare from the screen was hard on his eyes. He switched games to a different one called "Final Adventure' and continued to play. He could see she was trying to relax, so he turned the volume off and just tacked away on the buttons. After about ten minutes he looked up and spoke to her again,

"Want to get something to eat together, after this?" He asked as he turned the tint down on his glasses so she could see his eyes, and his genuine expression.

"Quite the switch, and yes, that is my question, more like lunch than dinner, but food is food. However while food is food, you are definitely someone of importance and someone I'd like to continue to keep in contact with. You look more like the type of person who commands respect, and if those around you are into something else they end up hurt. I think this meeting with Kolga will play a pivotal moment in both our lives..." He mulled over his words and moved his hands up and down in a shrug, "Okay maybe yours more than mine, but I would rather not pass up an opportunity to connect with you. We may never meet again after this, so it's a chance meeting. I like to take advantage of chance meetings."

"Heh..." He shook his head with a smile. He closed his game pad and put it in his pocket. For several minutes he pondered the question. It was clear he had an answer, but he was working out the details in his mind, and trying to formulate a thought. She was a force user, adept most likely. Those untrained in saber combat. How did he interpret time? How did she interpret time? He delved deep into his thoughts and collected all he knew thus far as a twenty three year old. He felt something though as he pressed into his own mind, a presence? No, that couldn't be it, but it was something he had felt numerous times when he had to think, a reserve of intellectual power and clarity. He closed his eyes and pressed into it like he knew how. Time...time...how do I interpret time? Suddenly he seemed to get clarity he never had before, it was brief, but it caused a ripple within the space of the room they were in. He finally shook his head and came out of his trance. He took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"There are two answers to that, one is gravity and mass affect time space. The other is...complex. Time is comprised of everything one does within their lifetime, their accomplishments and what they leave behind. Death is certain, and the force is forever no matter what species one is, from human to energy vampire. I believe time and the force are one and using it to one's own means. I only wish I could use it, we live in a world where there are those who can harness time and the force, and those whose fates are guided by the force. I would like to say I am the master of my own fate, but sadly there are forces greater than I that I do not understand that influence everything. So in short, time and the force go hand in hand, and it's what we do with that gift of life that gives both significance."

He chuckled and shrugged, "That's all I got in my short time here in this world so far."

Good enough she stated before looking toward the approaching security and chuckling as she turned to him Looks like the clown squad have arrived she then looked up at them and smirked as she rose and listened to their words carefully and looked down to her stun pistol and responded What you can see it what I got, no excess she responded and waited for the other to secure his gear.

Grinning as she noticed the excess arsenal on the other she then looked toward the guard and walked on without his even saying so and toward the hutt. Dealing with a slug wasn't childs play, one would need to be clever and allow themselves to remain strong, but the wrong move could turn fatal for either the contracted or contractee.

Glaring at the greasebucket as he made his comment she nodded in disbelief and looked to the light fixtures in the lounge of his when suddenly her eyes began to swirl with lights and she sent out a few arcs of potent energy into a single fixture as a display of power; Afterward her eyes faded and she looked at the Hutt Lord I am no ones Pateesa, Laandur The raven haired beauty using a stern voice with a slight sneer.

I have not shown myself to combat you, but to deal she remarked as she turned to the side and walked over to one of his "toys" and looked at it You have the option to accept or decline Hensley then used the same teaching tone she normally gave her apprentices.

Several tense moments followed the electric display. Several of Kolga's personal guards moved quickly between the hutt and the potential threat, while the assorted enforcers and armed criminals around the room drew blasters and slugthrowers in case the situation escalated further. Finally Kolga spoke, in an attempt to settle the room.

Impressive. The fact you were invited into this room should tell you I am prepared to work with you, I did not amass my wealth and influence by ignoring those with potential. So yes, we will deal. If you wish to begin a professional relationship, I have a situation on Tatooine which that needs a firm hand at the lead. Or perhaps this is not what you are looking for? I seek partners and associates, what do you seek?