Shalash Exion

He was rich, fantastically so and the only thing that stopped him from continuing his gambit of the table was two large bouncers who asked him to stop gambling. It was ok though, he was just wasting time taking from the rich and giving to the rich. He moved from the table and left behind all of the chips causing a flurry in the crowd as people reached out to grab a few to add to there pockets. He was looking for a job.

A shimmer of light appeared as the bounty hunter teleported in. It was only a matter of time before Shalash would arrive at such a place. He danced around the crowds within until he arrived at a local Black Jack table where he placed a single 100,000 chip on the table giving the dealer a wink. Is this enough to get in on the festivities? The other gamblers at the table all gazed at the piece with wide eyes; the closest man on the table was only at 50,000.

*A ship drops out of hyperspace near the Empiral fleet and sends its identification codes as a representitive of the Hutts. The pilot watches the carnage going on far below and picks up signals of the situation.*

*A ship lands and a comm opens.* I need a ship built, here are the specs. *He plugged a data pad into the transmitter and sent the design. After a moment he received a comm telling him he would have to wait 3 days for completion and pay the full amount of credits upon completion. With that knowledge in mind Shalash launched his ship, upon reaching orbit the stars began to blur as hyperspace opened before him rocketing him far away.*

*Shalash noded.* As you choose, I'm going to go and gather some information. *He turned to Reagen.* Thank you for your assistence. *With that boarded her ship and launched for Corellia.*

*CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP...* Most impressive, however do you realize there is money to be made. *Shalash had apparently and easily snuck up on the two brawling. He reached into his coat and held up as small device.* Do you still want to roll around or shall we get some money?

*The cockpit that had been jettisoned was sitting about 3 feet away from the bounty hunter and the pirate. One of the monitors inside the ship flickered on and a large yellow smiling face could be seen, with a small number 5 in its right eye. 4. 3. 2. 1. The explosion the equivalent size of a large pack of thermo detonators going off rocked the landscape, vaporizing Luthis in the heat waves as he had no time to react from the explosion, Jidai Geki however was just tossed backwards out of the damage area by the shock wave of the explosion. A comm went to the Hutt Clan.*

((OOC no)) IC: *When his shields suddenly drop, Exion lets loose with turbo rifle fire. The sky becomes a river of flashing lights, more than a few beams rend the young space pirate to pieces as the explosive tipped shells hit home. His right hand hits a button and the cockpit launches up into the sky. The Vixen Ray blew apart as Vandren's grenades went off causing the ships own ordinance to blast sky high, a very awe striking spectacle to be seen on a planet of war. After a moment the cockpit turned escape pod falls down and lands on top of the flesh pile that once was called Luthis. Shalash hops out and examines his work with a giggle. He steps up to the rear of the pod and taps a control dial, a moment later a small box on wheels detaches and rolls over to the pirate ship. Exion hits another dial and a speeder bike detaches as well and after a brief inspection to make sure it was in nominal condition, Shalash throws himself on board and zooms off to find a new ride. The rolling box makes a path around the enemy craft dropping high powered directional mines all around the bottom of the ship. As it completes the circle each mine explodes in the order they were dropped each blast hitting the ships exposed hull. The first half of the mines blew the shields, but this didn't stop the rest of the mines form exploding, in fact the next half made the ship into just once more piece of rubble on the battle ridden landscape of Rattatak.*

*After waiting what seemed like a lifetime Shalash got board, his sniper rifle still trained on his target, with the aid of a computer arm. He placed his free arm down on a keypad next to his seat and began tapping the controls. A moment later and 15 Photon torpedoes raced onward toward Luthis and his ship.*

*The powerful sheild generator of the Vixen Ray kick up and Shalash locks onto his target Luthis, his computer systems help adjust his aim for every possible movement that his prey could make.*

*Located in the cockpit of the Vixen Ray Shalash lifted his sniper rifle and began to take aim on this target.*

*Shalash smiles, a space battle would be interesting, the Vixen Ray is definately ready for space combat. Also... *Exion pulls out a small hand held device and taps a few buttons then looks back up the the rest of the group.* The one that goes by Marc, aka Moon Knight, has his ship parked on Coruscant. When last I saw him he was in the Last Call, due to annother personal bounty of mine I decided to tag his ship to question him later.

((OOC shucks)) IC: Shalash waits for his fellow bounty hunters.

*The Vixen Ray droped out of hyperspace and down to where his comrades where gathering. The ship touched down as as the repulsors fired up in sequence. A small ramp lowered from the cockpit down to the ground as the man in red steped out, his cold eyes made contact with his associates and he noded.*

*On the far side of the planet a freighter exits hyperspace, he notices a group of Star Destroyers in the distance and he waits.*

*The blast armor is cut off, it was the only reason he was still alive. He often played with explosive toys and to not have defense against such equipment would have left him dead long ago. Half way though the healing process he awakened and pulled himself out of the Bacta tank even while the droids shouted their protest. He simply requested a bandage to place around his rib area. Though the robots obviously didn't agree with the action they did so anyway and a few minutes later he was aboard his ship waiting for there next move. His comm system catches an arrent signel from the empire. and his ship leaves the atmoshpere and leaps into hyperspace.*

*The man in his red armor is taken by the medical droid. The armor near his chest area is dented inward crushing his chest and causing internal bleeding. He is dumped in a bacta tank for the most efficient repair.*

*Deep in the cape of Shalash Exion and explosion errupts blowing away every single beast not to mention the tree and many other trees at mid level as the blast rolled though the forest.*

*A tripod rockets down from the rifle and burrows into the tree below him. He glances at the monitor again seeing the fast moving blurs of the hunting creatures moving in toward the Myth, BHM and himself, his other hand restos on something beneath his cape. ***The attack*** A hail of blaster bolts come raining down on the Vornskyr, cutting them down like the dogs they are.*

*The Vixen Ray becomes a blur as it shifts into hyperspace.*

*The Vixen Ray dropped out of hyperspace and did a snap turn though the atmosphere of the planet diving down to where the other two hand landed, his ship stopped approximately 100 meters above the ground fitting snuggly in-between two trees, claps detached from the ships hull grabbing firmly on the near by branches, a spiral hatch on the underside of the ship opened and a red blur descended toward the forest floor, about 25 meters down the blur shifted direction horizontally and stopped on the base of a tree, the man now far more visible at his stable position gave a cocky smile to his comrades.* Sorry I'm late. *For those listening intently a gentle hum emanating from Exion's boots as he stood on the side of the tree, he shifted a rifle off his back and took a kneeling position. He pulled a small monitor off his belt his index finger slipped across a button on the device causing it to lock against the tree, with another tap of his fingers the monitor flickered on giving him a read out of heat signatures in the area, there where many signatures, making it difficult to determine which one was his company, which ones where the ysalimari, and of course the most important of the three the vornskr, but Shalash had a plan.*

*At the moment that he received the transmission from BHM, the Vixen Ray seemed to leap from the planets surface and enter orbit along side the Shadow Rider* Prepared for departure.

((OOC due to my minial job in I tend to be called on 24 hour shifts and when I get home the last thing I want to do is try to think of what dasterdly thing I should do with Shalash. Sorry the work has just calmed down so I'll be a bit more frequent.)) IC: *Shalash smiled his red eyes glow in anticipation.* Well my lady I don't exactly share your anger toward the Jedi, however I have always wished to watch one in action. I suppose we better prepare. *He turned abruptly and stepped into the Vixen Ray. The external lights flickered on one by one as Shalash prepared his craft for departure.*

*The Vixen Ray descended toward the location of the others. The small freighters landing struts opened wide and took in the soil of the planet as the hydraulic systems adjusted to the contour of the planets surface. The man in his red leather armor stepped out of the craft, his silver cape shifting in the wind created by the engines of his ship reveled the two dueling blasters at his sides. He adjusted the glasses on the tip of his nose before walking over to Rane and BHM.* Well gentlemen how many more can we expect, and what shall be our first exploit?

Real Name: Shalash Exion Nickname: Xion Age: 32 Species: Human Height: 5.6 Weight: 198 Hair: Black Eyes: Hazel Sex: M Homeworld: born on Hoth Alignment: Neutral Clothing: He wears a red cape with silver inner lining around his crimson armor, and he often wears small framed glasses on the tip of his nose that reflects the light around him. Weapon: Two customized dueling pistols Non-Force User Inventory: He often carries an assortment of knives Possessions: Ship: Dragon's Guise - A freighter that's metal is shaded silver with bright red streaks on the dura steel that covers the contour of the ship.