Location: Underworld 66<br/>Tagging: Everyone<br/><br/>Darion sipped his drink, a Corellian ale that he had ordered. He had always liked the beverage ever since that he won a drink over a game of pazaak and sabacc. He joked around with fellow scouts, sometimes getting information about the people that they had worked with. Really, it was a good deal for him personally as it allowed him to get together with some fellow Devaronians to catch up on news on what goes back on Devaron, but it also gave him ample info about who are the trustworthy contacts of certain criminal warlords as well as some bounty hunters that are looking for a job as well.<br/><br/>They were here because he heard from the Captain that Darga the Hutt wanted to hire them for a job and from what he heard it was a milk run of a job. He then spotted the muscled human sit beside Valiah and from his body language, he could tell that the human was nervous about something. He acted like he didn't notice the human, but he knew that the human had spotted him and perhaps his fellow shipmates. He was also eager to know the details on the job, and he was on alert when he spotted Vialiah circling her finger on the edge of her glass.<br/><br/>He looked at her and gave her a brief wink before resuming his drink and conversing with his companions, all the while giving occasional glances at the table where Valiah was, just in case the deal turned sour... and she might need some backup against their contact.