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With a pull of a plug the young girl’s eyes flashed and she was relatively back to normal. Or at least as normal as a HRD could be to a young ex-slave girl. As the shuttle touched down, the Black Sun girl unbuckled her restraints and walked to the descending cargo ramp.

 

“Tell me of yourself and your ambitions. Tell me of your desires, your lusts for revenge, your desire for love, glory, honour, or blood as we walk. It’ll be a bit of a hike afterall…”

 

The girl’s voice trailed off into a mechanical whirr and she jumped down onto the dirty permacrete walkway below them. The closest offices were almost a mile away, through the slums of Man Jurs, and it would be quite the adventure to get there.

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Slowly the duo picked their way through the streets of Ord Mantell, keeping in close proximity on a world filled to bursting with crime. Man Jurs was still a shitehole, and Black Sun was not trying to clean up the neighbourhood.

 

“Ok so what skills do you have other than just your basic intuition with the force? Do you want to learn how to kill?”

 

The girl jogged up a flight of permacrete steps and they were suddenly in a brightly coloured slave auction. Her mechanical eyes looked over the young human girl with a bit of a smile reflected in them.

 

“How does this make you feel?”

 

She gestured to a long line of humans and aliens in chains.

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“You don’t want to go and kill every last one of the suckers?”

 

The HRD’s voice sounded disappointed, and the young girl could see that she had even unbuckled her holster in anticipation. She smirked, and her eyes took on a red glow.

 

“Just one okay?”

 

She whipped her pistol up from its retention holster and triggered a crimson round into a minor slaver who was ushering a pack of children into a supply speeder. Cutting open a large furrow of melted skin and oozing black blood through his chest cavity. Dropping him like a sack of gilgameshi potatoes.

 

“Keep up darlin, your turn.”

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The Black Sun Agent finished off her slaver with a quick knife hand to the throat which left him gasping and flailing at his crushed larynx, until he expired some minutes later, choking on his own neck. She let out a little giggle of delight and clapped her hands in front of her.

 

“Well done little one! I like the lightsabre strikes, it was very well done!”

 

She wiped her hands off on a scrap of a slaves clothing and beckoned to Celora.

 

“Do you want to make like a tonne of credits hunting down rich politicians? We can do that next if you want!”

 

She quickly dug through the pockets of the slavers and pocketed the loose cash credits before beginning to walk back towards the underground.

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The receptionist looked up with dewy green photoreceptors to the Gank bounty hunter before him. He nodded and flipped open a datapad and placed it before him without saying a word.

 

||BOUNTY LIST||

||BLACK SUN SPONSORED||

 

[HARD][REWARD 100K]

Target: Tusken Raider Rruror’rur’rr

Reason: Abandonment of Contract

Description: Dirty Sandperson

Condition: Dead/Alive

 

[HARD][REWARD 110K]

Target: Hapan Princess Kiliiis Ta’Djo

Reason: Why not lol - |AMMENDED BY USER D73|

Description: Hot, red haired

Condition: Alive

 

[EASY][REWARD 10K]

Target: Grandmaster Darex of the Jedi COuncil

Reason: force user

Description: Tired old man

Condition: Dead obviously

 

||BLACK SUN SPONSORED||

||BOUNTY LIST||

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The Black Sun Agent with whom miss Celora Karth was currently attached to let a simple grin roll across her face and she clapped her bloody hands in front of her with a ‘eep’ of joy. She reached out and grabbed Celora’s hand and dragged her through the underlevels until they arrived at a storefront whose sign was the many pointed star of the Black Sun. The ancient organization that had outlived the other syndicates, including the Crimson Dawn which had been incorporated several decades prior under the Six Vigos; Mindan Bretch’ll, Piccolo, Jacen Onnd, Kayal Crindon, Delta73, and Crosa Hoverich. The founders of the Modern Black Sun. Of whom only one remained. His statue stood in the foyer, holding a marble gungan head and standing upon the carved grave of Padme Skywalker. THe Agent pointed to it as she dragged Celora by, her voice in reverence.

 

“That memorializes the last SCORPION raid, in which the Sith and the Black Sun solidified their friendship and Vigo Delta established himself as the blood prince. Pretty cool huh?”

 

She pressed her eye against a socket in the wall and a large room opened before them, stocked with every type of weapon and armour imaginable.

 

“We are going to assassinate the leaders of the Thyferran league and their families. You down with that?”

 

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The receptionist looked up at Qi'Nali and its photoreceptors blinked lazily. Its voice rasped through seldom used voice reflectors.

 

“Krales is not here, Agent Corun is here and can discuss any business that you may wish, he is in office 34-1 please prepare whatever plan or mission you have cooked up for his review. Thank you.”

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“Well!” The girl smirked as she pulled down a heavy grenade launcher and opened the port with a ‘thunk’ of metal on metal. “The Thyferran league are a group of stupid corporate leaders on the planet Thyferra which are in charge of of the growing, production, and distribution of Bacta. Bacta can only be produced on that world, and as such we are going to kill the whole lot of them and seize the companies while other agents begin sabotage work on the crops to destabilize them for the buyout and takeover. And if the buyout doesn't work, without corporate leadership, the military of that world will fall to pieces and we can waltz in and take over without any hassle.”

 

She blinked her large eyes at the other girl and smiled broadly. “What kind of weapon takes your fancy?”

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“Yeah bacta is pretty expensive, in fact it costs globs of cash just to treat some poor sod that got hit by a stray laser. Which is why we want to control every aspect of it, sell it for cheap to our allies, exploit the shit out of the colonies and lesser regions. You know, make so much money we can buy two super star destroyers. How cool would that be?”

 

Her eyelids fluttered for a moment and she stood stock still, her hand still in the process of loading an anti-speeder rifle.

 

“It looks like the Black Sun fleet and the Sith Armada are heading to engage the Imperium at Kuat, which means there will be little galactic response should we get into a prolonged firefight. We also may have another new agent joining us as well as a Vigo which could get really exciting.”

 

She looked at the girls lightsabre and chuckled.

 

“Of course that’ll do the trick if we get up close and personal. Do you know how to use it though?”

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The black sun agent smiled warmly as she accepted his holovid card. She inserted it into the console at her fingertips and quickly replayed the footage from the battle and smirked as the Tusken was taken out like a bantha in a slaughter pen. She compared the stills grabbed of the face of the tusken with records. She clapped her hands twice and smiled.

 

“Bounty Review!”

 

Then she looked off into the distance as the computer chip in her brain calculated bonuses and licensing rights for the snuff footage of the tusken to be sold on the dark holonet. When the funds had been transferred to the credit chit on her desk, she lifted the golden card and placed it before the bounty hunter.

 

“You will need to be more specific, there are currently ten thousand individuals registered as Canderous of Mandalore. It seems to be a common name. Though if it is the person seen in the early section of the footage presented that would be Canderous Bralor. A well renowned ex Mandalore of his people. Currently serving with on of our ex agents Terra. Named Mandalore the Heartless. Would you be interested in joining them on behalf of the Black Sun? An agent to inform us of their movements as necessary. We will pay you a retainer of one million credits per six months of service should you be interested.”

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“Well….” The agent’s eyes flickered for a moment as the AI implanted inside her skull searched the archives of the Black Sun. Compiling and cross referencing her file, editing a bit, then releasing the information it was able.

 

“Her contract was up and she had a chance to renew but the Blood Prince decreed that she should return to her people and make them strong again as a darkness was coming to the galaxy.” The Agent smiled wryly, “Or at least that is what the file says, perhaps she will tell you more. She is called Mandalore the Heartless for a reason.”

 

The agent pushed forward another credit chip but kept her finger on top of it. “Would you like payment up front?”

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The Black Sun Agent lifted her hands in mock surrender a sly smile on her lips.

 

“Then you will find them on Coruscant, where they are beginning their first baptism of fire. Attached is your contract, please sign and return the slip to me or drop it in the phrik box over there”

 

Her thin finger pointed to the box that was labelled “receipts.”

 

“We also have several ships available should you need them in the hanger, now shoo.”

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