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maskormenacelogs2020-03-06 09:59 pm
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[open] Take a look, it's in a book!
WHO: Boba Fett and you!
WHERE: A library in De Chima
WHEN: Early March
WHAT: Fett checks out a book, is definitely hunting someone for Evil purposes and is certainly not doing anything remotely good or nice. Mind ya business (please don’t).
WARNINGS: Missing person(s)
[It’s funny how quickly one's reputation can change.
Weeks earlier, Fett had been primarily recognized as a sinister figure—and why not? Violence is part and parcel with his role here, even if the tasks he completes now are too varied to simply call him a bounty hunter anymore. Enforcer, bruiser, bodyguard—and yes, sometimes he’ll drag someone in for a fee. They say he can find anyone, no matter how well-hidden.
It shouldn’t have surprised him the first time someone asked him to find a family member rather than a foe, but it did. He almost turned the job down on principle—but then he had heard of the reward.
This is the third such job he’s taken since then and he doubts it will be his last. He’s developing a very mixed reputation now indeed—Boba Fett, purveyor of violence and occasionally missing loved ones. Even though he demands discretion on the part of his clients, word still seems to get around. It would irritate him more if it didn’t pay so well. In this world, confined to handful of cities rather than the entire galaxy, he can’t afford to be so particular.
Right now, he’s tracking the daughter of a Maurtia Falls business-owner. She had gone radio silent after leaving for university in De Chima two months ago and was not found to be attending classes. In Fett’s opinion, someone her age is old enough to be allowed to disappear if she so chooses, but apparently her parents see differently.
Her trail had taken him to a library, where he now stands amidst the shelves, looking very out of place in his Mandalorian armor. He’s looking for a new wayfinder, as he’s come to think of them, an object the target—the missing person had held. The keychain her parents had provided wouldn’t take him much farther.
Fett can be found ostensibly searching for a book, one ungloved hand methodically running over the neat rows of spines.]
WHERE: A library in De Chima
WHEN: Early March
WHAT: Fett checks out a book, is definitely hunting someone for Evil purposes and is certainly not doing anything remotely good or nice. Mind ya business (please don’t).
WARNINGS: Missing person(s)
[It’s funny how quickly one's reputation can change.
Weeks earlier, Fett had been primarily recognized as a sinister figure—and why not? Violence is part and parcel with his role here, even if the tasks he completes now are too varied to simply call him a bounty hunter anymore. Enforcer, bruiser, bodyguard—and yes, sometimes he’ll drag someone in for a fee. They say he can find anyone, no matter how well-hidden.
It shouldn’t have surprised him the first time someone asked him to find a family member rather than a foe, but it did. He almost turned the job down on principle—but then he had heard of the reward.
This is the third such job he’s taken since then and he doubts it will be his last. He’s developing a very mixed reputation now indeed—Boba Fett, purveyor of violence and occasionally missing loved ones. Even though he demands discretion on the part of his clients, word still seems to get around. It would irritate him more if it didn’t pay so well. In this world, confined to handful of cities rather than the entire galaxy, he can’t afford to be so particular.
Right now, he’s tracking the daughter of a Maurtia Falls business-owner. She had gone radio silent after leaving for university in De Chima two months ago and was not found to be attending classes. In Fett’s opinion, someone her age is old enough to be allowed to disappear if she so chooses, but apparently her parents see differently.
Her trail had taken him to a library, where he now stands amidst the shelves, looking very out of place in his Mandalorian armor. He’s looking for a new wayfinder, as he’s come to think of them, an object the target—the missing person had held. The keychain her parents had provided wouldn’t take him much farther.
Fett can be found ostensibly searching for a book, one ungloved hand methodically running over the neat rows of spines.]
no subject
He at least feels he’s in the right section. He turns to the shelves on the other side and tries those ones instead, running two fingers over the books’ spines. Still nothing. Is he going too fast? Or has he just not come across the right one yet?
The man to his side continues to go ignored.
no subject
And, not being the type to push, Jonas, turns to go.