Later The Mandalorian and the Hustler found themselves quickly walking to the building that Greef told them where further instruction on the bounty was held.
Aurora couldn't help but let her mind wander off. The scenery consisted of busy market place, children laughing, adults speaking. Why here? There could be better places than a family based place to host an underground - and probably illegal meeting to discuss a bounty. But than again, was anything she and Din did legal?
Din caught the furrow in her brow, she was in deep thought, "Are you alright?" his voice was concerned- when wasn't he worried for her well being?
Rora looked up at him her blue eyes clearing from the glazed look she had held whilst in thought, a soft smile curling on her mouth as she replied, "Just thinking about how shady this deal is." Din huffed in agreement.
"Almost as shady as Greef?"
Rory's leather clad shoulders shook slightly with silent laughter. "Almost as shady as Greef."
She looked up at the Mandalorian though his visor, wishing for a moment to see her friend's face. But she was only met with her own reflection, a slight shake to her reality, friends only. She shook her head as thoughts entered her blonde head.
Focus Rora focus.
The duo continued on their mini quest though the streets, the road getting less and less applicable to the public.
Through out her years of Bounty Hunting, the Hustler had grown used to the stares of civilians. The known colors she dawned were both hated and loved, almost as much as her partner.
Was it easier to be pictured the hero or in the end as seen as a villain?
The dream team found themselves in front of a metal green door, attached to a concrete hut. Although to Aurora, it looked more like a prison.
Pausing for a second, they waited for anyone else to show up. And when they didn't Din raised his gloved fist and banged on the door with a powerful thud probably dentting it a little.
"Break the door down why don't ya?" Rory crossed her arms and raises her brows in amusement. Leave it to Din for the theatrics. "You could just have knocked like a normal person." The laugh lacing her voice almost was contagious to the man.
"But where's the fun in that?" The smirk evident in his muffled voice.
And not three seconds later, a security droid popped out and demanded something in its language.
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HUSTLER - THE MANDALORIAN (HIATUS)
Fanfictionthey're like bonnie and clyde, partners in crime. "On a scale of one to ten, how bad do you think it would be if-" "At least a twenty." HIATUS