"Observation: Then you are an exceptional Master. To be able to handle a lightsaber as if you were a Jedi. Truly to be able to wield such firepower. Admission: But I see reason in your actions, however, should you need any meatbags removed, I will gladly do it for you."

Having walked around Corellia for a bit they would arrive at the bounty office.

"I'll keep that in mind, 74." Kyzak muttered, entering the bounty office and walking up to the counter. "Got any decent bounties out there?" Kyzak asked casually, as if he was used to such things.

HK-74 and Kyzak

"There isn't too many today. I'm Nellis, and because I've never seen you here before, I'll give you three choices that shouldn't be too difficult." Nellis said, "First, there's a Bith who hasn't paid his depts to the local crimelord." He continued, "Next, there's a human smuggler who decided to take the crimelord's money for himself. Finally, there's a Twi'lek who has been stealing equipment from our military's barracks. That one is government funded by the way."

Rall

The hostile defends himself against Rall's lightsaber, and counter attacks.

Hera

Your target is one of the few that notice you, but he barely cares.

OOC: A little.

Hm… now’s not the best time. I need him really drunk, or he might catch on. Hm…

In any case, if I pick him out of the crowd, he’ll catch on no matter what I say to him. I must wait until he returns to a less crowded area. Then me picking him out will look more like a coincidence.

You could probably offer to buy him a few drinks, intimidate him, or simply wait.

Kyzak tapped his index finger on the counter, appearing to be deep in thought. "How much does the Twi'Lek go for?" Kyzak asked thoughtfully, sighing.

OOC: Oh yeah. Scratch that first thing.

Hera

Your target finally finishes his drink, and walks out of the swoop racing room, not taking a glimpse of you.

Kyzak

"About 3'000. They're probably paying so much because the Republic is in need of those weapons." Nellis answered, picking up his unnoticeable drink.

"Consider him dead. Where will I find him?" Kyzak asked with a short smirk. Normally he wouldn't help the Republic, but for a single kill this was certainly worth it.

Nellis took a sip of his drink, and then answered. "Most likely in the docking bay. I heard something about him selling these weapons back to the Republic expensively."

"What should I expect from him? Any guards? I'll also need directions. Anything I should bring as proof that he's dead?" Kyzak asked in a string of rather annoying questions.