originally posted in:The New Dojo
A Mandalorian walks out of a nearby shop, cursing.
"And don't expect me back you stuck up son of a Bantha!"
He gives an ancient and arcane gesture with his middle finger towards the building before noticing you.
"Oh... Um, sorry you had to see that. Idiot merchants... Yeah."
He awkwardly lowers his hand.
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Vinny simply raises an eyebrow, maintaining his ever consistent expression of boredom with his eyes only half open. After a few moments of silence, he shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.
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The Mandalorian starts to turn away, then stops. "Wait, you wouldn't happen to be part of Lenny's would you?" His hand slowly creeps towards a blaster pistol at his hip.
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He scowls slightly and folds his arms across his chest. He speaks with a thick Brooklyn accent. "Lenny? Never heard of 'em."
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The Mandalorian cocks his head for a moment as his helmet scans you, before seemingly relaxing. "Checks out. I suppose you'd be in the database if you were. There's an open bounty on Lenny's gang. Their real shabuire. Most of them where suits like yours. Can't be too careful."