The Ex-Sith and the Clone (Captain Rex x reader)

Betrayer

"A Jedi and three troopers walk into a bar, what could go wrong?" I mumbled under my breath.

"Lots." Wolffe grumbled beside me.

Descending down the internal steps, we rounded the corner revealing the entire establishment to us. The place was dark and dingy. If it wasn't for the further fluorescent signs and machines it would be pitch black in here. There were also very few customers, the three small groups that were in here gambling and drinking despite the fact that the sun had only risen a few hours prior.

My eyes scanned the large-ish room, eventually landing on a female Trandoshan wiping over the bar. Her, slightly, scowling eyes landed on us, hand stopping the practised movement of cleaning up Maker knows what. She slowly made her way over to us, folding her arms over her chest.

"Can I help you?" She asked rather gruffly.

"We came for information." I sent her a short smile in return. Studying her carefully I watched her eyes flick over to the case at Sinker's side before returning to me, a small smirk forming on her lips.

"Skinny, got the credits?" She lowered her voice. I frowned at the odd nickname, assuming she meant Sinker. I glanced over my shoulder, sensing his own confusion as he glanced between Wolffe and Boost.

Returning my eyes back down to the woman in front of me, I nodded my head discreetly.

"Good. We'll talk in my office." A smile began to spread across her lips, one that I could tell was simply because we had brought her the money that she was promised. "You're bodyguards can wait out here."

With that she turned and made her way promptly towards the back room that must be her office where she does her dealings. I sighed, holding my hand out behind me for Sinker to hand me the case. He did so, sending him a small smile in thanks.

"I'm not so sure about this." Boost commented, turning my attention over to him.

"Neither am I." I admitted.

"Oh, well that's comforting." I heard him mumble as I started to follow after the woman.

The door whooshed to the side, sealing closed once again behind me. I took a moment to stare back at the door before meeting the scrutinising eyes of the Trandoshan, who had her narrowed eyes set on me. Her office was much like the rest of her parlour, dark and dingy. Her desk was placed in front of the back wall which she was already sitting behind. I took notice that there was no place for visitors to sit, a design that was most likely on purpose a simple power play. She seemed to have that personality.

"My Master told me you'd only release the information about my battalion to me." I spoke up, folding my arms in front of me, holding the case in one hand.

"I'll only be telling you if you're going to pay me enough for it." She corrected me. "Don't think you're special, Sparkles." Once again with an odd nickname, this one directed at me.

Sighing, I took the step forward until I was standing in front of her desk. Gently I placed the case down and unlocked it. Spinning it around I let her view the hefty sum of credits within it. Scanning her green face, she frowned at the sum. The nerves came back, but this time for a different reason. Beforehand I was nervous to know what she could possibly have to tell me, but now I was nervous that I hadn't brought enough. How much was she expecting?