Kijdic the Hutt

Kijdic the Hutt's Character Sheet Identity [!ident] Real Name: Kijdic the Hutt A.K.A: Homeworld: Nal Hutta Species: Hutt Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 521 Height: 4'2" Weight: 800 lbs Hair: None Eyes: Brown Sex: Varies, currently male Equipment [!equip] Clothing or Armor: None Weapon: His body Common Inventory: None Faction Information [!factn] Non-Force User Alignment: Evil Current Faction Affiliation: The Hutts Current Faction Rank: N/A History: [!hstry] Force Side: N/A Trained by: N/A Trained who: N/A Known Skills: Leading Criminal Empires Background: Ship Registration [!ship] Name: N/A Class: N/A Model: N/A Manufacturer: N/A Length: N/A Armaments: N/A Armor: N/A Anti-Personnel Defenses: N/A Appearance: N/A Modifications:N/A

Kijdic let a low growl come up from the bottom of his throat at the idea of the Hutts return to fame. It would be a glorious day indeed. For now he contented himself with leaning back and awaiting to meet Dordjooba's employee, however pathetic the inferior being might be.

Kijdic slithered forward to embrace his old friend. It was not a pretty sight but neither of the concieted slugs cared. He moved back and dabbed the drool that had made its way to his multiple chins. "I was doing well until a rather shady business investment fell through and left me bankrupt. But now I'm here and I don't have to worry about that. And what about you? I heard about the catastrophe with Black Sun. How did that happen?"

Kijdic finally managed to put his ship down in the hangar of Dordjooba's palace. It had taken a few tries due to his stubby hands but he had finally accomplished the task. He lowered the ramp and slowly slithered out of the small yacht. A Quarrren walked up to him and bowed gracefully. "Take me to Dordjooba."

With a small flash of light a small yet comfortable yacht burst out of hyperspace. Its lone occupant, an oily and rank Hutt, wrapped his grubby hands around the controls and rather clumsily glided the ship down through Nal Hutta's heavily polluted atmosphere. As he approached his destination he sent a comm to the slimey slug that he wished to communicate with. --Comm to Doordjooba the Hutt-- Hello Doordjooba. I trust that you remember your good friend Kijdic. As it happens I recently ran into some monetary problems and I'm in need of employment. Could you help an old friend out? --End Comm--

Kijdic shook his head, or as much as a Hutt could, watching the departing form of Durga. How low had the Hutts fallen to allow one of the lower Hutts to call the Almighty Whyl the 'blubber lord'? Oh well, this was still the Hutts, they would rule supreme once again. Kijdic slithered out of the grand audience chamber and made his way down the hallway, suprisingly still moving on his own power. He had one of his guards hand him his comlink, then made a call to one of the Hutt Generals. "General, you are being assigned with the task of setting up adiqutte defenses for this Palace, do it well or suffer the consequences."

Kijdic grimmaced, or used the Hutt equivalent of a grimace. "It has been quite a long time for me as well my friend. I have been locked in an Imperial prison cell for five months. The latest thing I know happened is that Rihn took over."

Kijdic recieved Whyl's comm and begins slithering through the halls. He stops the first slightly intelligent being he sees. "You there, underling..." A small Roylat looks up from it's work. "You will escort me to the Palace Audience Chamber, now." The small creature stammered, then just turned in silence and led Kijdic to the Chamber. It announced Kijdic as he entered, laying his bulging eyes for the first time on Whyl.

Kijdic slithered through the corridor of Whyl's Palace. He ordered one of his guards to bring him his comm. --Comm to Whyl-- I am inside your palace, arriving with the old fleet. I wish to meet you. At your convinence. I await reply. --End Comm--

Kijdic sat in his quarters. He had been employed, and was being defended by his many guards. They were taking out attackers left and right, with only one falling so far. He waited to hear from Rihn or another high ranking assasin.

Kijdic nodded, well, as much as he could. Twilek's were much easier to talk to. Huttese:"Do you understand Huttesse?" The Twilek nodded. "Good, I won't have to use your inferior language. I have come here to requeset a partnership with her highness Umaga. I am sure that we could accomplish much together, and we could carry this organization far." Kijdic waited for the Twilek to relay his message to his master. Other specis just didn't seem to understand the need for speed, such simple-minded fools.

Recieving Beltran's comm, Kijdic landed the Pride of Nal Hutta in a docking bay on Whyl the Hutt's Palace. He flew his repulor chair over to where the Gamoorean Guard was. "Take me to your master."

The Pride of Nal Hutta glided through space. It carried a crew of only 5, including his exualtdness Kijdic the Hutt. He flipped on his comm and sent a message to Umaga the Hutt. --Comm to Umaga-- I require and audience, as soon as possible. --End Comm--

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