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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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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.

Bonzo closes his eyes, pondering his next move. He'd love to have Dooku on hand to advise him, but he's totally winging it.

"Take her to your room, search her there. Any weapons you retrieve are yours to keep, for the trouble she's giving you in cooperating. Then get her to cooperate with opening her door." Pause. "As painlessly as possible. She used to be a friend of mine, once upon a time, but I don't think you'll want her running around the Bar armed after this. I'll get her guns...they're also yours."

Petra resumes struggling. Fett resumes towing. The cat keeps running.

Bonzo glances at Fett. "I'll be to your room shortly. Let me get this scratch bandaged up, and get those guns." And he's off to take care of that business. And grumble about how much he doesn't like the position he's in.

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