STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- City in the Clouds

"It insisted on an unreasonably high amount of money for a bribe. An amount that is far more than I have, or have ever had. Even exhausting all of my funds would not be nearly enough to meet what your droid wanted," Rianna says, slightly irritated.

"Information is a precious commodity, whether you're the Administrator of this city or the lowest scum aboard," Nestor says. "If you're not willing to purchase what my droid has, then you are not going to receive it."

"Even if that means keeping that information quiet potentially endangers every single person living in this city?"

"Exaggeration," Nestor says.

"Not in the least, but I wish it were," Rianna replies. "This particular person I'm after has more blood on his hands than I wish to even think about, and I'm trying to prevent him from spilling more. He's already got an entire family held hostage here."

She'll just leave out the fact that it's her family...

"Leave that matter to the police," says Nestor. "If they're any good at their jobs, they'll be able to find and free that family. Who are you that you even care about such things?"

"They've been working at it, but haven't I mentioned this is no typical criminal they're after? As for who am I..." Rianna says, mildly irritated and deciding to show off a bit. She's going to use the Force to levitate a small object on his desk for a few moments, before setting it back down.

Nestor looks mildly surprised when a half-full glass of whiskey levitates off of his desk. He puts a hand over it and presses it back down.

"A Jedi showing off her parlor tricks," Nestor says, annoyed. "You have no jurisdiction out here. Bespin is an autonomous planet and does not heed the laws of the Republic, nor those who enforce it."

"That's not even something I'm particularly good at," Rianna replies. "To put things into perspective a bit, though, the person I'm after is a former Jedi Master that fell to the Dark Side. He has both power and absolutely no morals whatsoever. Nor is he entirely sane. An incredibly dangerous person to deal with, indeed."

"And you think I should just hand over this information freely because you're a righteous hero?" Nestor says. "I don't believe it works that way. If anything, I'm raising the price. You've shown me that my commodity is much more valuable than previously believed."

"No, I think you should hand over this information because if anyone comes to harm because you've kept it hidden, then that's on your head, and I'm sure you wouldn't want your spotless record tarnished," Rianna snaps. "We've proof he was in here, after all."

"I am not a collaborator," Nestor says, regaining his composure. "You cannot possibly pin any of this on me. Besides, I am not of the opinion that this city is in any danger."

"And just what do you base that opinion on?"

"The information," Nestor smirks.

"Is that so. And you think that that gives you the full story?"

"Pay the fee and find out," Nestor says.

Rianna's getting increasingly annoyed and debating some lightsaber-based intimidation to get him to give up the info...and also surprised with herself that she's thinking of doing something like that.

Nestor appears to be waiting to see what you respond with. He is smirking.

"Look," Rianna says, getting to her feet and drawing her lightsaber. She then quickly moves close to him and ignites her lightsaber. "I do not have the patience to deal with scum-sucking bottom-feeders. I want that information, and I want it now."

She pauses for a moment, backing him into a wall. "And don't even think about calling for help, because I can drop you before you even say a word."

Nestor loses his smirk and frowns.

"You wouldn't dare," Nestor says. "It's against your code or whatever it is you follow."