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Cassian's carrying a folded up tarp as he enters with his jacket pulled tight against the wind that sweeps him in. His current job is leaving him at the mercy of the elements but he can't wear his parka as it would stand out too much.

When he reaches the counter, he writes out a note for Graverobber that he sets with the tarp before turning to search Bar in case he spots Graverobber. With no sign of him the tarp and note are given over to Bar. Then he orders some caf and soup before going over intel on his datapad, the Empire seems to be doing a number of trials to take mines and he's wondering why.

Here's the tarp. I hope its big enough and it should protect you from the elements, I included a few ties for it.
Cassian

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When Graverobber walks in and spots the note, he reads it over quickly before grabbing the tarp like a little kid at Christmas. Holy shit, it is nice material! So tough! So waterproof! Oh this is going to be so fucking sweet the next time it rains.

He spots Cassian and marches over looking delighted, hovering over his table and asking, "Whatever you're drinking, next round's on me. Thank you so very fucking much for this."

He smiles at Graverobber's reaction, "I'll make my caf an Alderaan ale and take you up on that. I'm glad you like it."

"Oh, I very much like it. I am a happy, happy drug dealer," he says with a grin before trotting up to the bar top for the Alderaan ale and returning back with it, cheerfully plopping it in front of Cassian.

"Thank you. How are you doing? The weather cleared up where you are?"

"Yup! It is much more sunny and warm all around," he says. "Got some rain because of the spring and all, but that's manageable. Now it's heating up and getting more much like it should be."

"Which must be good for business."

"Oh, absolutely," he agrees. "Digging through cemeteries is SO much easier when the dirt ain't frozen."

"And busier streets make it easier to hide."

"Oh yeah," he agrees. "Definitely makes it a whole lot easier to vanish if there's a crowd out and about."

"Yes, I always feel vulnerable in places without a lot of crowds."

"Yeah, agreed with you, there," he says. "Much easier to blend into a crowd if you ever need to. I'm not sure how I'd handle somewhere quiet and vacant."

"If there are shadows that helps. As long as I can find some cover, I know I can figure it out."

"Shadows aren't too great for me -- I mean, they're nice, but the whole city's kind of dark, so people have learned to adjust to that ages ago," he says. "Cover isn't too hard to find, though, that's definitely a nice benefit of being in a well-covered city."

"I know some places like that. They need different rules to deal with."

"Yeah, everybody's just gotta play by the rules of whatever their environment is," he agrees.

“Yes and you learn to adapt. Any new dangers or competition for you?”

"Not recently, just more of the same-old same-old," he says. "The cops have been out more now that they know people are gonna be out doing more thieving, but I haven't gotten shot at yet, so that's all right."

He raises his glass to not getting shot at, "Are they easy to spot and avoid?"

He matches the raised glass, clinking his drink to Cassian's. "They are once you know what to look for. They wear dark clothes but they move in the same patterns, so you know what to keep an eye out for when they're on patrol."

"Useful of them. To make it easy to find them."

"Oh yeah," he agrees. "It's enough that it'll catch a lot of people, but if you've got a good eye for them, it's not too hard to know what to watch for."

"Yes, not enough people truly pay attention and that gets them in trouble."

"Yeah. Too many rookies get in over their head if they ain't careful. Which is an excellent way for there to be even more dead people in the cemetary."

"Yes, they think they'll be safe because they've been fine so far. Then they're not ready when it goes from regular 'troopers to the ISB."

"Exactly. Way too many people mistake luck for skill until it's too fucking late to know the difference."