![]() ![]() When he landed the first time, he told himself he’d never come back to that weird place. But meeting her made him want to let the bounty enjoy his 2,000 credits he just spent on a Pantoran lady. This job was supposed to be in and out – quick and simple. He knew she was beautiful, but then he noticed the insincere smile she wore as she worked behind the bar. She wore a yellow and black plaid skirt and some heels whose laces wound up to her knee. The worn leather bustier she wore emphasized her chest so much that Mando had to make sure his visor was not distorting the image in front of him. When she caught his eye again, it was for a very different reason. She walked with him to the cantina with her walking in first and him following minutes later. Mando had never had someone just smile at him, and Maker did her smile ignite something in him. He walked over to her and she smiled at him. As she walked to work, she’d caught his eye. ![]() He began to get frustrated, but then he saw her. When he had asked about the bounty to people in the city, they all told him that he’d find the bounty at that cantina. He was looking for a Gungan gone rogue and his tracking fob led him to Canto Bight. Whether you were looking to have a drink and observe the bartenders clad in lingerie or pay and party with ladies of the night, everyone knew this cantina as that cantina. Many cantinas liked to keep it simple and vintage with a bar top, tables, and space to walk through. This cantina in particular, located in the outskirts of Canto Bight, was known for the racy atmosphere once you stepped through the door. She smirks over at the Mandalorian and give a slight nod to guide him over to her side of the risqué cantina. She discreetly scopes out the cantina and is immediately met with the intimidating figure and intense stare from a very familiar beskar helmet. Instead, she began to sense the sudden feeling of being watched. ![]() Unfortunately for her, she did not get to see the amusing sight. With the amount of people in the stuffy, ill-lit cantina, she would expect the Dug to bump into something or someone in his alcohol-driven state. Dugs may be small and slender, but Maker can they hold their liquor. also pls enjoy the read + the little divider thing i just made and s/o to for the awesome urlĪs she picks up her 50 owed credits and wipes away the watery rims on the streaky mahogany bar top left by a patron’s 6th glass of cold spotchka, she commends the Dug’s ability to walk out of the cantina without crashing onto the floor. Warnings: sexual themes and outfits, cursing, adult thots…įic inspired by this post by this is my first time publishing on tumblr and writing about my beloved tin can. ![]()
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