Blind and begging

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Ku'gonxa eventually realized his necessity to go out and get information involving the Mandalorian and the price on his head.

The Hutts would have alot of information. But they'd more than likely sell him out. One after the other, he considered his criminal contacts, and realized that one after the other would more than likely turn him in for the money, or try to. Ku'gonxa tugged on his trunk in thought.

He realized he'd have to go blind and begging.

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It had been a bad week. Another failed week, added to a failed life. He had gotten a fine education in system. When he'd moved off world to Tatooine for work, he discovered he was not ready for the corruption that the Hutts ran here on Tatooine. What a waste. 'Why do I keep going anyway?' Mugs asked himself. That was when he heard the Hutt Bullion plop into the silten sand in front of him. Mugs looked up into the dark tinted goggles of a Kubaz.

"What do you want?" Mugs grumbled.

"Information," worbled the Kubaz in his native language. "I' want to know a bit about a friend of mine who has a bounty on his head. Find out all you can on the Kubaz Ku'Gonxa. I want to know who my competition is, and who hired them."

Mugs looked at the bit of shining metal in the sand and turned his ead to the side. "Messing around with the Hutts, and Bounty Hunters is more than its worth. I don't want to get involved with your dirt Long nose." Mugs grumbled.

The Kubaz reached into his belt pouch and produced a stack of Hutt Bullion. "This is yours if you bring me the information I need, pinky." Worbled the Kubaz. "Its enough to get off system at the very least. Passage on a frieghter, or a passanger ship."

Mugs looked at the stack of money hungrilly. How long had it been since he'd had honest to god food, or even a simple drink.

Mugs dug the money out of the ground and stood up on shaky legs. "Why me?" Mugs said with a tired and slightly frightenned look on his face.

"You look like a man with very little to lose." The Kubaz whorpped musically. "And you can understand my language."
Mugs had a bad feeling about this......

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Mugs had been through every dive in the Mos Eisley outskirts looking for information on Ku Gonxa. At the worst he'd gotten a pummelling by a gang of swoopers, they stripped him of anything valuable, and dumped him in the outskirts. He'd already used the Bullion to buy himself a meal and a cantine. They served him well. At the best he'd come across some information involving a Kubaz Bounty.

Mugs really fealt for this Kubaz's friend. Poor guy had it rough. It seemed this Ku Gonxa was being hunted by a Bounty Hunter by the name of Talgo, who was protected by Garuuba the Hutt. He did the dirty work for Garuuba, and the story went, that he was good at it.

Mugs took a sip from his cantine, grateful for the water. He sipped. Almost like the cantine held dreams instead of water. He waited quietly at the place the Kubaz has told him to. He dreamed about his life back home. He could almost imagine the green grasses of Alderaan. Sundenly the silence was broken.

"Well, what did you find?" Came the sound of the Kubaz's voice.

Mugs turned around and looked at the Kubaz's dark goggles. Realizing that he was crouched like a cornered animal, he stood up straight. "Ku Gonxa is being hunted by Bounty Hunter who works part time for Garuuba the Hutt. His name is Talgo. I couldn't find any information about his employer, and I can guarantee you that if I couldn't find out, nobody knows." Mugs stated simply.

The Kubaz tugged on his trunk in what seemed to be thought.

"Can I have my reward now?" Mugs said as he extended his hand, palm up. "I'm eager to go home."

"Oh yes," wherpped the Kubaz. He reached into his cloak and drew a holdout blaster. The look of shock on Mugs face was overshadowed by the sudden pain caused by the bolt as it struck him in the gutt. Mugs didn't feel the ground as his body collapsed. His thoughts were of home, how he hated the universe for dealing him such a poor hand. And, how much he hated the Kubaz.

Mugs eyes looked up into the face of the Kubaz as he stood over Mugs body. The Kubaz brought his blaster up and aimed it into Mugs face.
"I'm sorry about this, but you know a little too much friend." The Kubaz chortled. It was a laugh like a childs. The blaster fired and all was blackness.

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Ku Gonxa stood over the corpse of the dead man and tugged his trunk. 'Talgo, this was bad.' He thought. He left the body laying in the back alley and made his way to his speeder. He had to think.