Selvaris

[Shag]

Sario was smiling with glee finally things to blow up. walking outside he looked at the kit pulling out a tatted up robe slipping into it Sario hunched his back he looked like any normal bum. Pulling out the charges Sario looked them over small charges but they'll do. Hobbling over to the building Sario walked past the guards and planted the charge in the back of the building. Then hobbling back to the front of the building then past the grauds into the building and place a flase charge in plain sight. safly away Sario bluw all the buildings in one push of a botton.

 

 

BOOM

 

 

Walking back to the classroom Sario receved the next mission decarding the robe Sario ran to prison seeing the robogaurds. Sticking to the shadows Sario came to the first cell block 9 pisions were here. Well unlucky fellows they get to be left here. At the next cell block there was 10. Killing 4 and saving the rest Sario fix the ones he was saving with a glare that would keep them quiet for the juonary

 

((the reson for my slow posting was due to the fact that sick for two days))

[Cobra]

Lord Kelvin begins practicing his martial arts skills with his swords waiting for the slow people to get on with it.

[Jrosk]

((Sorry for the crappy post))

 

Jrosk had walked slowly through the cells, sticking to the shadows and fully immersing himself in the umbrage. He became a part of it, soaking into the small the small exports of shade where ever he could find them. His gray garb drowned into the shadows, and the tradesman had disappeared from vision. The subtleties that riddled themselves throughout the metallic halls revealed themselves and soon the prisoners that inhabited their cells would have the menace appear to them.

 

I'm coming”¦

 

Jrosk slipped into the room after traveling through the ventilation system, crawling through the passageways that presented themselves as he pried away the paneling with anticipating talons. He slipped inside of the cell and quickly left with a bloodied talon and three of the prisoners in tail. He then reappeared in the room, three prisoners in tow after having the task completed.

[Slicer]

((Man this training is taking to long. So I will do as they do in Richmond Public Schools. Just pass you guys on through. Besides I am pretty sure we covered all relevant things anyway.))

A squad of stormtroopers restocked the trainees rooms with things such a gowns for the g raduation things of that nature. As well as directions to the place of graduation. After the storm troopers completed their rounds. A man attached a note telling the trainess to meet at the garduation area in six hours at every trainee door.

 

 

Meanwhile Kip released all of the students to go to their rooms and sent all of the lessons out into hyperspace for a certain person as well as a few virtual simulations. And a request for her to attend the graduation.

[Cobra]

Lord Kelvin walked into his room and saw the 'gown' he was supposed to wear. He walked over and slipped it over his armour which was hidden nicely underneath. He then spoke a command into his helmet, making it colapse into his now hidden armour(this is simmilar to how they do it on Stargate) and left his room and headed for the ceromony.

[Shag]

Sario headed towards the gradution cemony take his seat near the back waited to be called so he could go back to fixing his leak on his ship.

[Slicer]

((Just to move things along. After all I have assignments for people.))

 

After all the graduating students had arrived a huge explosion blinded everyone in the room, a giant curtain of water then splashed from above dousing all of the students. As a grand finale they were then all called up on stage and given a datapad and an insignia, as well as a uniform to wear to formal occasions and such.

 

The datapad read as follows.

 

We hereby congratulate you on becoming a member of the Imperial Special Forces. We now grant you to option of augmenting your body in the following ways.

 

We have found ways to graft durasteel to your bones. And or weave it into them. As a result your bones will become nearly unbreakable.

 

We have ways to improve your speed by placing nanites into your blood stream. Thereby increasing you speed in all things including though process.

 

We have the ability to make you stronger. This is a simple thing all you must do is every day go down to lab 234 and lie down on one of our special beds. There you muscles will relax and contract at a given rate and you will be able to get stronger simply by lying down.

 

We have the ability to make it where your body heals over ten times faster than normal. This is another nanite operation.

 

And we have a special package of nanites that will increase you overall strength, speed, and healing ability. You of course have the option to decline all of these augmentations.

 

With the celebration over, the same options were beamed into space for a certain person and then all graduates were now dismissed and ready to take on assignments give to them by the man in charge.

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Meanwhile down in the lab all things had been completed. A man with a special sword arrived at Jrosk's door. Laying it on the bed he quickly left to finish up on other assignments.

 

Meanwhile the latest tests of the viruses were sent to slicer. After a review slicer sent the message that they were ready to mass produce the virus. As a result the scientists down below quickly set up a system so that it was produced in mass quantities.

 

Slicer himself sent another message this time

deep into space before reverting his attention back on the Sith Lord.

[Shag]

Sario sat threw the blinding flash the splash of water got the data shoved in his pockect walk back to his room sat down a chair and read the data pad all without blinking once. Inters showed in his eyes as he read the data pad. In a flash he was in dry shirt and pants walk down to the lab knocked on the door and entered ask how soon the could preform the operration and laid down the table and drifted off to sleep by the drugs give to him.

 

 

(voice in my head.just so you know)Sario. Sario! What have you done, what have you done? You doomed us all you fool. (me)I had no choice to hell with you all die if you like i'm getting out of here.Sario you have shamed us you will rember what you did to us and reget it fovever.......

 

Waking up in his bed he guess they did what they need to do and were done with him and brought him back here. Falling back to a restless sleep he'd try out his new stuff the next day.

 

When he woke up he felt better walking to the training hand to hand place he decided to try out these new abilitis on a storm trooper.

 

(edit)

(could i have cortos weave in bones. i have in my aromr and sword tho.)

Edited March 23, 2006 by Guest

[Cobra]

A great sense of pride and happiness went through Lord Kelvin as he 'graduated'. Looking down at the data pad he read it off.

 

"We have found ways to graft durasteel to your bones. And or weave it into them. As a result your bones will become nearly unbreakable.

"

 

Interesting he thought, before he read on he realized he could now jump off high buildings and things like that. Awsome

 

"We have ways to improve your speed by placing nanites into your blood stream. Thereby increasing you speed in all things including though process.

 

Nanites alone would freak him out, but science thay made him faster he figured it was enough to get over it for.

 

"We have the ability to make you stronger. This is a simple thing all you must do is every day go down to lab 234 and lie down on one of our special beds. There you muscles will relax and contract at a given rate and you will be able to get stronger simply by lying down.

 

Lord Kelvin was all for working out, but getting stronger with out having to work for it was awsome.

 

"We have the ability to make it where your body heals over ten times faster than normal. This is another nanite operation."

 

"And we have a special package of nanites that will increase you overall strength, speed, and healing ability. You of course have the option to decline all of these augmentations."

 

Well he thought I can get over any bug that can do THAT to me.

 

Later he went to Slicers office and knocked.

 

"Sir?" He asked

 

"Yes."

 

"I have a request, is it possible to have my swords agumented so they have corotis weave, or even better new corotis blades for them, and maybe corotis weave on my armour also?"

 

Tag:Slicer

[Dash Antilles]

Krypt is going inactive, because I have to many active characters right now and I need to focus on them more. Sorry, I may bring him back latter.

[Slicer]

((How about people tell me what operations they want? Second off. Not in my office but that ok I will deal with it. Third we have a mission. I will send three of you.) fourth We will miss Krypt. Why does everyone take a hiatus when I need them the most?)

 

Slicer paused a moment as a message came back for him. Smiling he escorted the Sith Lord to his office. Upon which to his surprise he found a graduate standing at his door.

 

"Sir?" He asked

 

"Yes."

 

"I have a request, is it possible to have my swords augmented so they have corotis weave, or even better new corotis blades for them, and maybe corotis weave on my armour also?"

 

Slicer thought about it and replied.

"Of course you can. Any one of our labs can do such a thing. However at the moment You guys are needed elsewhere. It seems the imperial army has broken the space defenses of Coursant and as a result left some Mon Cal Cruisers... I want you, Jrosk, and Sario to wipe out their crews and their commandos. I want those ships taken. All of them. Strike at one of the nine dead in the water MC90a's. I will be accompanying you three on this mission myself. It has been some time since I Have slain a worthy opponent perhaps I shall find one, In the shattered remains of Coursant's Defenses.

 

Slicer then sent the graduate on his way to get ready. Meanwhile he had the same orders deliver to Sario and Jrosk. It did not take long for himself to get ready no his ship. As soon as he was set he sent the message that the three men picked should meet him in the hanger. They couild either ride with him or bring their own ship into battle.

[Shag]

Receving the message from Slicer, Sario gather all the things he would need. exploces his sword and armor and blaster. Walking to the hanger were Slicer's ship would be Sario said he would be riding with him. on the ship Sario took this time to put on the armor he needed on. Then settling down to wait till they got to corusant...

 

Sario

[Cobra]

(any opperations with a ship needed, mines cool)

 

(Before talking to Slicer)

 

Lord Kelvin walked into the medical lab for his injections of nanites, first the ones that enhanced speed,he'd have to wait for a chance to test them later, then the healing nanites which he thought he might need during the implantation of durasteel in his bones, then finnally the overall package, jumping up with a great amount of energy he went to go get the durasteel implants, waking up in a slight haze which almost instantly went away as his nanites healed any scars from the implantation. He knew he would have time for one session in lab 234 to increase his strength.

 

Current

 

After talking to slicer Lord Kelvin went to a lab and told them to create vibro blade swords with a heavy amount of cortosis weave in to it, he then told them to take a template of his armour and make It the same but with cortosis weave in it.

 

"How long will it take"

 

"About a hour for the swords longer for the suit" the tech guy replied

 

He then headed to his ship and fhinshed his final adjustments hoping he would have a hour before they left,

 

"Computer, activate matte` black armour system"

 

"Activating"

 

As it said that the ship came to life and extremly dark armor surronded the ship, he had even put small white lights to simulate stars. So in a dog fight it would be all but invisable to the naked eye, it would still be visible to sensors but visual contact would be next to immpossible, especily while fighting other ships.He jumped inside and began making sure all systems were ready to go.He then deactivated the armor and waited.

Edited March 24, 2006 by Guest

[Slicer]

Slicer knew Jrosk would be a little behind however the other two men werein the hanger. He summoned 6 platoons of storm troopers, and sent two more to Jrosk's A-wing with a bag full of special items for him. As well as their lives for him to command. Slicer then kept two platoons for himself and two each for the other two men. Each of them sent their leader a special case. The case contained the following items,

 

1 fear stick a potent se;f-defense weapon developed by the sabrashi. At first glance, the fear stick appears to be a writing stylus. However, the devive is actually designed to inject a fast acting toxin that targets a victim's central nervous system.

 

1 stokhli spray stick which is a weapon that released a fine mist capable of stunning targets up to two hundread meters away. Orginally developed by the stokhli for hunting, the spray stick has been adopted by numerous other species for use as a personal weapon.

 

4 rodian repulsor throwing razors which are small sharp blades that can be thrown, designed for gladiatorial combat on Rodia. they are equipped with a microrepulsorlift motor to increase their range and accuracy. A homing beacon linked to the owner allows the razor to return automatically to it's master's hand.

1 flame thrower

and 2 cryoban grenades along with two more glop grenades.

 

And naturally 1 E-11 blaster rifle.

 

Slicer himself did not recieve such a case but instead started up his ship. With the other man aboard and the four platoons jumping into docking shuttles they all lifted up and after transmitting the coordinates to all ships soon to be involved, left for coursant. WIth a battle plan in the datapad of the three "Commandos".

[Jrosk]

There is but one truth in the galaxy, all others are mere falsities which have been construed into an uncertain semblance of fact. This last sacred law has been upheld for millennia, and continues to recognize itself as the sole authority on all things: War will always hold the galaxy within its eternal grip. A day without war is the day the galaxy implodes upon itself, and the mere thought constitutes the immeasurable violence and death that such Armageddon would bring.

 

Jrosk thought this as he readied his sword in his hand, playing around with it and toying with the many maneuvers he would impose upon the heads of the Republic's soldiers with it. The handle possessed a weave of cortosis along with the blade, which was split into different compartments via cracks in the blade that appeared as though to be the same piece of metal they were so narrow. Yet now, as he felt the comfortable grasp of the hilt swinging down and cutting the air, he felt something he didn't want. The sword was stiff like all other swords before it, and that wouldn't do.

 

His thumb rolled down on the black covering of the handle which conformed to the cortosis-weaved metal beneath the layer, finding itself pressing one of three buttons which emerged from the cloth. As it pressed inward, the sword dispersed into a whip like state as the sword-links separated themselves and dazzled the eye. Such furious swirls held with them great potency for death, even more so as he pressed the second button.

 

All at once, a shining gleam of blue electricity shot through cortosis-weaved links and thin, narrow chains which held them in place. Narrowed eyes checked the location of the third button, which at the mere press could emit an acid that would eat through the flesh and armor of those who so widely despised. Yes, this weapon was perfect, it was the pinnacle of combat technology, and it was designed by Jrosk for his own use in battle so that he might take the lives of the Rebel scum.

 

After finishing up with the routine, he hopped into his A-wing and began to lead on toward the battle that awaited him, carrying in tow the special weaponry that was provided to him by Slicer.

 

”

[Cobra]

A storm trooper came up to his cockpit and commd him.

 

"Your supplies for the mission sir."

 

"Set it down there, and head for your transport."

 

"Yes sir."

 

The storm trooper did as he was told and put it down, Lord Kelvin stepped out of the ship and lifted the case with the greatest of ease, and walked back into his ship. In side he found all the things on the list and began equiping them.

 

He put the Fear stick in a small compartment beneath his fore arm, the spray stick he attached to his belt, might come in handy, knock em' out then kill them with his blades He put the throwing razors in easy access on his other arm with the homing device under that arms hand armour. He put the flame thrower on a drop down system by the fore arm bone, the grenades he put on either side of his belt. But seeing as his own rifle had a stun setting and his fore arm blasters were rapid fire, he stowed it on his ship.

 

 

 

"Lord Kelvin to troops, we will wait until Jrosk and his troops are ready to launch"

 

"Yes sir"

 

Realizing at least two hours had gone by he ran from his ship like a kid from a candy store to get his pair of blades

 

"Are they ready?"

 

"Yes, just finshed, you should wait a while to use them though." said the techie person

 

"It will take some time to get to the mission anyway, it'll be fine."

 

He said walking out, attaching the hilts to his waist belt designed for swords he pulled them out with a satisfying metlac zing, after admiring them for a bit he went back in his ship and couldn't wait to lob off a few heads with them.

 

TAG:Jrosk

[Jrosk]

((Crappy post I know, but we gotta hurry this up))

 

The vast vacuum of space was once again in sight for Jrosk as his A-wing exited the long journey of hyperspace, two platoons of stormtroopers in transports quick on his tail to adhere to his every move. At the controls of the ship, manipulative talons flung themselves across the boards and maneuvered the stick. With his every movement, the ship responded with acute precision as it continued to hither to his every command, the scaled hands of the lizard shifting the throttle to full speed as the ship responded to this in kind.

 

The Imperial Elite Unit would begin their first mission and it would end in triumph, of that Jrosk was certain. Now they all blasted into space, Lord Kelvin and the total of four platoons of stormtroopers in the transports following him as they headed toward the battle field. However, As they blasted off, a few words left Jrosk's lips into a secure comm channel.

 

”

[Orik Bendan]

((Okay... I guess I'll be backposting a bit what Orik has been doing this whole time...))

 

The yellow blade maneuvered through the Magnaguard's hand in a somewhat graceful manner, yet tempered by the robotic nature of its limbs that disallowed any true fluidity like the type Orik could achieve. With increasing intensity, the golden beam struck time and time against the defending sith lord's sword, finding itself clashing against a sea of sparks and to no true avail at that either. The movements of the sith were too quick, too agile for the droid to keep up with.

 

They are improving though”¦

 

While his apprentice had left him, he had decided to train these four droids to full capacity so that they might be competent for him. It had actually turned to the point where he had been provided hundreds of bamboo sticks and all of the Magnaguards were able to start their training. He'd done rather well with them, finding that they took to form I with the mechanical efficiency which was always expected. Much more pleasurable was the fact that they were able to learn the techniques with an ever patient mind, content to stay studying the same form for hours on end.

 

After this initial training, Orik had split the droids up into three groups. 20 of them were given bamboo poles twice as long to simulate double bladed lightsabers, 20 of them given two different regular bamboo sticks to simulate duel wielding. The others were being trained in the singular art of holding just one lightsaber.

 

He'd trained one from each group extensively in the art of battle, to the point where they had nearly mastered the art by themselves. They were then dispatched to go teach their groups, with Orik aiding them being that he was a far better teacher for the fact he had known lightsaber combat for longer than the droids. It was really quite funny how many of them took to it when he gave them personal instruction while the others that didn't receive such individual focus were progressing considerably slower.

 

Expected I'd suppose”¦

 

The Kel Dor had now actually given one of the droids his own lightsaber to use in a bit of a demonstration spar, the one who had the most improvement in the art. Coincidentally, it had also been the same one that had been repaired from the blaster wound it received at the hands of Orik's own weapon. This droid was quite skilled with the singular blade and found itself accustomed to it quite quickly.

 

Soon the droids were doing very nicely in their different arts, and would've only progressed further had they ALL been given real lightsabers. Orik lent his saber around and alternated its possession between three of the four he had selected to take, minus the one who had been taught to wield the longer bamboo staff due to the fact he didn't want to confuse his training in the least bit. After all, the droid wouldn't want to become too used to the smaller hilt and the fact that there was only one blade to find that Orik desired him to forget all that knowledge and take up instead a different sort of weapon to vary his selective tastes in droids.

 

Now he continued, pressing on with the training with an intense fervor so that as many of them as possible could be trained.

[Slicer]

A ship tore through the atmosphere after gaining the correct access codes. The pilot was a man who at the moment was seething benieth his armor. It just seemed things simply were not going his way. Bring his ship for a landing he quickly hopped out he would seek the Sith Lord. Despite the training he had in the force he clearly still needed far more.

 

Making his way toward his magnaguards he was suprised to see the Sith Lord engaged in combat with a few magnaguards. While others seemed to just be practining alone. He would have to secure lightsabers for them. When he returned to coursant he would raid the Jedi temple. Sitting down in a chair he decided he woudl wait for the Sith Lord to finish before he requested more training.

[Jason Mortar]

The Falcon Followed behind Slicer's ship. The frieghter entered the atmosphere as Jason sent a comm to the port.

 

--COMM--

 

This is Jason Mortar. Pilot of The Falcon. I request landind permission. For I am in a bond with the man named Nadus Morex .

 

--COMM END--

 

Jason looked down at the datapad Slicer gave to him. It had his name on the screen.

[Slicer]

Slicer was mighty tempted to let air control just blow the annoying merchant out of the sky. He did not care what orders this man had he could care less. However it seemed that unless he told the man either a yes or no answer than he won't be left alone.

 

As two missles streaked toward the ship as warning shots, Slicer Commed the control tower.

 

"Go ahead and let him land. However I want a full platon of stormtroopers ready to gun him down when he arrives. I am not sure who gave him the orders to follow me but I will get down to the bottom of this."

 

As the missles exploded as mere glancing blows two tie fighters escorted the man down to a landing pad. There he was meet by a platoon of stormtroopers. How were very pissed off from being called away from their downtime after their attack on Coursant.

 

Standing up Slicer strode toward the landing pad before coming to a stop with his hands clasp behind his back. As soon as the man came out chances were he would have to be taking into custody.

[Lobo]

The Odin emerged from hyperspace. Lobo sent a communication to the surface.

 

"Hey, some bald guy told me to look for someone here named Slicer if I wanted to join the Empire. Where do I land?"

 

Slicer? Is he an Imperial officer or a chef?

[Jason Mortar]

Jason stepped out of the ship. One hand was in his blazer pocket, the other one checking a watch. He put the watch away and tipped his glasses.

 

"Oh, hello there. What's with the welcoming party?"

 

Jason looked around. Storm Troopers had gun at the ready. He cocked an eyebrow.

 

"Nadus. Why the change of heart? Do you want those missiles or not? Without my friends name, you can't get them. Kill me, or torture me. I'm can stand most tortures."

 

Jason smiled and tipped his glasses back in place. He walked forward, ignoring the troopers.

[Angel Tiberias]

A COMM was sent to Jason Mortar.

 

---COMM---

 

Jason this is Angel. Your seven missiles are in your ship. I placed them in a crate. I won't be needing them now. Nor will you. I have found another Bounty Hunter. One I know a little more about. Please pay our man for his troubles. I am sending you Eight million more credits. You will give these to him, and head to the Mos Eisley Cantina. There I will inform you on our new hunter.

 

---END COMM---

[Jason Mortar]

Jason stopped dead in his tracks. His comm was vibrating. He pulled it out of his pocket, and listened to the comm.

 

"Hmm looks like you will be of no more service Nadus. If you'll step into my ship once more. I will give you the rest of the missiles and eight million more credits for your troubles."

 

Jason smiled and turned on his heels. He waited inside his ship for Nadus to enter. Meanwhile he sent some droids to retrieve the missiles.

[Slicer]

Slicer had to hand it to the man. He had a lot of gall. Not many people would look at a full platoon of Stormtroopers with guns at the ready and still feel that had time to check a watch. Slier though about his current turn of events. From what he could gather he was about to finsih giving away his missles as well as recieve 8 million credits. He wasn't sure why he was getting the 8 mil but he was going to question. Stepping on to the ship he watched as the droids finished putting the missles on his ship as well as unload the proton warheads. Turning to face the man slicer waited to conclude the last piece of this whole affair.

 

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Two men talked in hushed tones about the apperence of the Odin it seemed that a bounty hunter wanted to join the Empire. Suddenly their commanding supervisor decided to see why two of his employess were talking in such hushed tones.

 

"All right out with it. Why haven't you cleared the ship to land yet?"

 

"Well sir," said the man on the right. "It just that that ship belongs to a bounty hunter."

 

"Let me guess you have a problem with that. As I recall a certain bounty hunter also gave you instructions on dealing with strange ships wishing to join the Empire."

 

"Don't worry sir we already completed out scans we just though it interesting that this Bounty Hunter showed up.

 

"Well I don't now if he checks out ok, then Ccear him for landing and if you are suspsious send in escort to bring him down and have a platoon of Stormtroopers waiting. Otherwise getting of your Lazy behinds and get back to work!"

 

In a some what sullen manner the two men granted the Odin access to a docking bay, while sending a tie fighter squadron to escort the man down. By the time the ship landed a platoon would be waiting to take Lobo to his quarters until things could be sorted out.

 

((Don't worry it not you, oy just I kind of wanted to write about what goes on inthere. I would have done it to everybody else but I seemed to always be in such a hurry back then.))

[Lobo]

Lobo landed his starfighter. The hybrid lifted himself from the cockpit, and leaped to the surface. The platoon of Storm Troopers stood before him. Lobo fitted his visor to his face.

 

"Nice little welcome wagon we got here."

 

He did not protest as they took him to his new quarters. It was expected given his reputation.

 

If I was in charge here, I'd have sent ten platoons to deal with Lobo.

 

Lobo stopped at the door of his new dwelling.

 

"Tell Slicer to hurry up. I'm eager to meet up with the big boss around here."

[Jason Mortar]

((Edited for spelling))

 

Jason turned and smiled at Nadus. The droids finished putting the missiles on Nadus' s ship.

 

"Now for your payment."

 

Jason reached into his sport coat pocket and pulled out Nadus' s data pad. He looked at the screen and smiled.

 

"This belongs to you. You'll find all the money is in order. Now the reason were taking you off the job, is because we see you are busy, and have found a more suitable person. Not that your not skilled, it's just he has a better chance."

 

Jason thought over those words and nodded.

 

"Well it has been a pleasure."

 

Jason ushered Nadus out of the ship. He smiled and closed the hatch. Inside Jason went to his room and changed. He now wore a leather coat, brown pants, a gun holter and a brimmed hat. Jason then headed for the cockpit.

 

"Droid head for The Cantina on Coruscant."

 

The ship lifted off and was gone.

[Slicer]

Slicer made sure that the money was in his account before he walked off. It seemed he came out ahead in the little transacion by quite a few million credits. He made a note to himself about angel. Mr. moneybags was simply giving money away.

 

Taking a slow walk toward his office he felt... troubled. It was if something was off color. he was not sure what however but for some reason he felt that physical violence would be required soon. Normal his feelings weren't wrong but what threat could he have here. He was pretty sure that the only person he would have trouble killing on this world was the Sith Lord and even that was up in the air.

 

Reaching his newly built office however his feelings only grew worse. It was to a point where it was a little past annoying but not yet worrisome. Suddenly a transmission came in regarding a person wishing to join the empire.

 

"Ah most interesting. Perhaps my feelings are simply a warning in the force. Perhaps all I am feeling is this bounty hunter. "

 

Smiling behind his helmet he filed away the transmission in his helmet and quickly did a little research on what he could find on the Bounty Hunter. After a few minute of research he felt adaquatly prepared to handle the Bounty Hunter should the need arise. However he was not once to leave anything to chance. Sending a transmission he then stode from his office in direction of the barracks.

[Lobo]

Lobo could smell Slicer approaching the barracks.

 

About time. You'd think they'd be a little more hospitable to a famous bounty hunter looking for employment.

 

Impatient, he walked out to meet Slicer.

 

"Alright buddy. I'm ready to get this show started. What do I have to do to become an Imp, and how much to I get payed?"