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Petra sits with her back to the building, and her coat on the ground before her. She has a rag and scrub, and one of her guns is lying taken appart before her. Another sits in its holster on her hip. Metodicly she scrubs dirt and oil off of a spring in front of her.

A shadow falls across her work and she glances up.

"Boba Fett, hello."

He inclines his head in hello and kneels down to examine the pieces before the girl.

"Heard you had a failed business venture with a not-jedi."

He grunts. "Yeah, well, things happen."

She grins. "He's tricky, and I doubt you'd get a bounty on him. Just a kid playing pretend." Seems like she doesn't take him placing a mark on a 'friend' badly. "Too bad you lost him. He's a pain."

Petra continues to clean her gun, and she and Fett are talking about nothing much.

[ooc: mun is posting Fett for a friend, for purposes of RP.

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"I know where to hit you where you won't be able to stand."

Bonzo takes a deep breath.

"There are healers in here." Pause. "Eighteen if she's disarmed now, and kept that way permanently."

Good enough for Fett. He swings into action... and she... fires. Unfortuntly the gun is still aimed at Bonzo's leg. He'd better move fast or he's gonna be hurting.

As for Fett the girl is disarmed, but she continues to struggle.

Bonzo's leg gets grazed, and he collapses on that leg. He looks up at Petra, and sees that she's been detained. Pulling himself up, he looks over at Fett. "I'll go get the money. Remember, she stays in the Bar."

Fett nods.

"Let go of me you son of a bitch!"

"As much as I like you, I can't do that."

"Damn you!"

Bonzo heads into the Bar, and about five minutes (and an account cleaning-out) later, he's back with credit chips in a pouch on his belt. "You want the credit chips now, or at a more convenient time?" A gesture to Petra as the reason the time is inconvenient.

"Give them to the bar. Is there anything in particular you want me to do with her? Other then the full disarmerment?"

Bonzo thinks for a second. "Make sure she doesn't have anymore weapons in her room or hidden on her person." Translation? Cavity search. "Other than that, indefinite detention in the Bar should do fine."

Gotta be the most expensive babysitter in the galaxy.

Petra smiles. "I don't have the key to my room with me. And the bar won't give you one."

Translation- Kit has it.

Bonzo stares at her. "I'll get the door to her room. I have a manual override." That curved thing on his belt.

"The bar won't be happy. It's not going to work." Silently, Kit... run.

"You lead. I'll follow." Says Fett.

Bonzo leads the way, trailing a small trickle of blood from the grazing wound the bullet caused. And, naturally, limping along.

And Fett drags Petra along. and she fights. Someone should seriously notice this, but most people have gone to bed. Her guns are left in the grass along with her coat.

Kit pounces on the stuff and mews. The key dangles from his neck.

Bonzo doesn't notice Kit, and he's honestly not up for negotiating with the cat at the moment, anyway. He marches along to Petra's room.

Petra doesn't want to follow. Petra is forced to follow. Not cool.

Kit follows at a distance.

Bonzo gets to the door. "Key, Petra, or do I get to buy you a new door tonight?"

Petra smiles. "You can't cut my door, and I already said. I don't have the key."

Kit hides in the shadows. What Fett is doing should be obvious. Doing what he's told... and no more.

"And you can't get it?" And the lightsaber comes out, though it's not ignited yet.

"Not like this." This meaning with her arms behind her back being held by a bounty hunter.

"Cavity search her before she gets an arm free. Put her in binders if you have to to do it."

"We do the serch when we are in the room." But he does put the binders on none the less.

"Then get the key, or it happens here." And Bonzo sighs, taking a deep breath. I wish I didn't have to do this.

"Do you want me to watch her, or find the key?" Fett is inwardly pleased to be able to be so much trouble.

Petra simply stands there, she'd caught sight of Kit, and she wills him away.

Bonzo looks over at where Petra had been looking, and notices Kit. "That cat must have her key...it's her cat." Bonzo glances at Petra. "Call Kit now, Petra, and get the key from him."

Petra lifts her face up and looks at Bonzo. "Over my dead body. KIT! RUN! Find scrap! Stay with her!"

The cat is very smart... and runs.