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[ledger_not_clean]

Natasha looked around the bar, noticing how many people were watching her. It made her nervous because she knew the First Order was looking for her, determined to find her before she could possibly find the Resistance. She'd gone directly to Maz's, knowing as well that the woman was her best chance at getting away. She hadn't gotten away unscathed though. She'd been shot and she was pretty badly injured, but she did her best to hide it in the way she carried herself.

Instead of asking too many questions Maz had just pointed to a man that she explained would help get Natasha off planet and far away, all she had to do was ask. So she started over, fighting the urge to limp. She knew she looked pretty battered up, but she could pretend it was nothing as she sat down beside the man, shifting the hood covering her head a bit which flashed her red hair, one of the biggest things she was trying to hide. "Are you looking for work?"

She looked around before looking at him again. "I need off planet and as far away as possible. I need to get away from anyone who could report back to the First Order and Maz said you're my best bet."

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[solo_junior]

after making sure the shuttle was powered down and fuel was paid for, he rummaged through a bin that slid out of one of the wall panels, handing over a soft, mostly-shapeless cap, "Should work to keep your hair covered." He explained, since he figured that was part of the apparent nervousness, having an easily-identifiable feature like that.

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She took the hat, nodding before pulling it on to cover up her hair. Then she moved with him out of the ship, following him and just keeping her eyes moving. At least she could make it look like she was just interested in looking around, all the while she was actually scanning people's faces to make sure she didn't recognize anyone.

[solo_junior]

He hesitated briefly before looping his arm through hers, much as he'd done when leaving Maz's place, something to make her at least look more comfortable, and to make it more obvious that they were a pair, since anyone looking for either of them likely would be looking for them alone and would disregard couples automatically without looking twice.

Not that he figured anyone looking for them would have beat them here, but there was always a chance.

The place he'd mentioned was definitely still in business, and he grinned, handing her a stoneware bowl from a stack as he got in line, explaining, "Just put what looks good in it, they'll cook it all up at the end. I can try to identify things for you, if you need." He added, already dropping thin shavings of frozen meat into his own bowl with a pair of tongs.

[ledger_not_clean]

She took his arm easily, leaning into his side as they moved through the crowds before reaching the place. She looked around at it, appreciating the set up greatly as she took the bowl. She studied everything, asking about this and that before filling her bowl and smiling up at him. At the end she handed her bowl over, humming softly to herself as she fiddled with her hat a bit, making sure her hair was still tucked firmly beneath.

She did notice a few people looking at her and she pointed them out to him, though she hoped it was nothing more than curiosity in the end.