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((OOC: Kijdic gave the ok for capture))

 

Det watched as the Hutt fell unconscious from the choke, then released - leaving him alive. He looked to what's left of the troops and pulled his comm

 

-- COMM --

 

Admiral Nokrt - We have the Hutt, the troops are bringing him up now.

 

-- END COMM --

 

Det signaled incoming troopers to gather the unconscious body of Kijdic and board the ship to go back to the Inferno. He then returned to the Hutt's quarters, looked around and then picked up several blaster weapons and treasures.

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Nokrt prepped the ship for the arrival of the hutt and in the meantime he went to his chambers to see the damage Silas apparently had brought upon it.

 

The terror was amazing and Nokrt felt more proud in this moment than he had in a long time. The dark side consumed the Chiss and he felt the everlasting power within him. The time was here. The force was now his to recontrol. With a flash of his eyes the Chiss was not the only one in the room. Nearly 35 more Nokrt's arrived out of nowhere and cleaned up the mess using their force abilities. In a minute the place had been reorganized to its pre-Silas nature and the Chiss took his apparitions away.

 

"Very good Silas, your hate and anger swells at this very moment...Now..."

 

The Chiss grabbed a saber on his belt and threw it to Silas.

 

"Wield the weapon and strike me with it!"

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Silas was amazed that the Chiss Grand Admiral hadn't reprimanded him for completley destroying his chambers. The room swirled, restoring itself into what it had been before Silas had attacked it unknowingly. His master spoke to him.

 

"Very good Silas, your hate and anger swells at this very moment...Now..."

 

The Chiss grabbed a saber on his belt and threw it to Silas.

 

"Wield the weapon and strike me with it!"

 

Silas grabbed the weapon from the air, fingering it for a moment beore flicking it on. A blood red blade shot from the hilt, producing a white core. It spoke of evil, it almost radiated off of it. He got a two handed grip on it, his finger's sweating from the heat bouncing off of it.

 

He ran forward on the cold metal floor, swiftly striking the blade down towards his Master's shoulder.

 

((I'm sorry, I've never trained as an FU before, so any help you can give me, like via PM or IM or whatever would be great.))

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Grand Admiral Amon Goeth entered the system and sent out a comm to the Imperial command ship. Several minutes later he was moving towards the command center with an escort of crimson clad soldiers. His thick, shortly cropped black hair stood out amongst the bright colors of the corridor.

 

”œOpen a comm to Nokrt.”

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Det landed his clawcraft in the Azure Inferno's hangar bay and climbed out to observe shuttles landing and troopers disembarking, one group escorting the Hutt out.

 

"Take him to Detention block 2187." Det ordered - he then followed the battalion to make sure nothing rash happened. producing a comlink - he contacted the bridge.

 

===COMM===

 

"Admiral. The prisoner is aboard and being escorted to Detention block 2187."

 

===END COMM===

 

He turned to his sergeant who walked up to his side.

 

"Status report"

 

"The garrison has suffered mild casualties during the battle sir, but we held strong against the scum. about 20 dead, times two wounded. The wounded are in bacta tanks now being fixed up."

 

"Well done sergeant. You have made the Empire stronger." Det closed.

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Angel blasted away some more troopers, his white mask stained with blood. He loaded some more slugs into his pistols, and began to open fire when he received a comm. It was from Rihn telling him to retreat.

"Ah, lads I must depart. My deepest apologies." Angel let off a few more rounds then made his escape in a hail of gun fire and smoke. The assassin made his way to the hanger. He was held up by a few more troops, but he got away, though he suffered a major wound to his right shoulder. Angel got into the cockpit of his ship and took off to the disclosed location given to him.

Hail Hutts! Gubernatio of maioribus assassins.

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The Imperial fleet had completed its task with haste, finishing off the last of the Hutt holdings. Several squads of soldiers were left behind to clean up any loose ends, as well as seek out information on other Hutt holdings that could be taken out.

 

Goeth ordered the fleet to form up then head back to Cardia. He also sent a comm to the Kuat Drive Yards to begin reconstructing the fleet to his standards. The standards that had been proven highly useful in the past few years that Nokrt had chosen to venture away from.

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Seeing no apparent responses from the bridge about the captured Hutt, Det proceeded to the bridge deck. He arrived to find somewhat of a change. Nokrt was nowhere to be found. The bridge captain noticed the Sith lord walking in and turned to him.

 

"My Lord, there was a communique from command to return to Cardia immediately and we have done so"

 

((post continues from there))

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((Since it seems that Nokrt is gone, I've got a new job lined up. I'm going to do a quick post to leave, then I'm gone...))

 

Silas realized that the ship was about to head into hyperspace. He raced back to the hangar, jumped in the Darkest Knight, the name he had decided to regive his ship, and headed towards the Hapes Cluster to investigate some rumors he had heard about.

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Nokrt took his personal shuttle and directed it to the only home he knew....Corellia. With a blast it hot out from the Hutt world while Nokrt quickly removed his Imperial Uniform and made his way back into his more traditional black robes. After such he incinerated the costume he had masqueraded in and jumped to hyperspace.

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  • 2 weeks later...

Docking his ship at Mos Eisley, Ganelon rented a speeder off of some Jawas and with Victoria at his side riding shotgun, made his way to the Hutt palace on Tattooine, trying his best to remember how to deal with these creatures.

 

A show of diplomacy, and probably dignified subservience... Ask how they are doing, and if they find their holdings on Coruscant acceptable... Right in... right out... avoid getting into trouble... .... Ugh... I hate Tattooine and its blasted twin suns...

 

Taking a handerchief to mop his perspiring forehead, Ganelon smiles, glad to be warmblooded unlike others of a similar genetic ancestry.

 

Still, as he rode on, something nagged at him. He wondered if he should have made some discrete inquiries at Mos Eisley prior to heading out, checking up on things. He lacked contacts in this area though, being mostly confined to affairs in the inner rim (and as he thought of it), more civilized circles.

 

"Something doesn't seem right," he declared finally, approaching where records showed the Hutt's Palace to be. He cautiously slows the speeder down, eyeing in the distance what appeared to be stormtroopers camped out in the damaged looking Palace. Bringing the speeder to a complete stop, Ganelon turns to Victoria. "This could be ugly. It looks like the Hutts have done something mighty fierce to piss off the Empire. Do we approach and play the good, innocent neighbors, or just call it quits and head back to the Casino?"

"I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and kill him." -Mark Twain

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Victoria looked up from her datapad at his question.

 

"Huh? Oh. Sorry. I was reading the local news. It seems the Empire attacked the palace some time ago. I haven't been able to figure out what the Hutts did, but whatever it was, I don't think we are going to find anything here. Sifting through the holonet reports and a few of my contacts in the area, it would seem that the Empire leveled the Palace shortly after the Hutt's counterstrike wiped out the Imperial garrison on Ryloth. I guess the Hutts have been busy."

 

Victoria sighed.

 

"It's up to you. I think the Hutts have an office inside Coruscant Link building, but I don't know if they have staffed it at all. We could try there I guess. Or we could hit the cantina and see if there is anyone who might know some more information."

 

Victoria shrugged.

 

"It's up to you."

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Ganelon bites his lip, rather irritated at not receiving this news sooner. While Seneferia wasn't quite Dagobah, it was still a nice, humid and verdant planetscape, which was something Tatooine decided to mock in every single possible way. The Empire's policies of late suggested an anti-alien stance, alien defined as anything other than what fit old Emperor Palpatine's dogma of "Higher Human Culture." That alone made an approach less than desirable.

 

"We'll do the Cantina. We came out to this forsaken rock for something, so we might as well snoop around here. The Coruscant offices can be reached with a simple comm call, so I don't think they'd have settled in if we're being sent to laison with them."

 

Turning about, Ganelon sends the speeder back through wastes of Tatooine. If nothing else, he could get a drink back at the Cantina...

"I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and kill him." -Mark Twain

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  • 3 months later...

ooc: I am an idiot and forgot about this thread. I am moving all action from the Tantooine thread to here to make things easier. Thanks....

 

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The large front doors of the Palace open as four guards search and escort Astraal to an audience before his Heiness Lord Wyhl...

 

I apologize for the searching, but it has been sometime since I have been in power and I wish to make sure all aspects check out. I see you have returned to work for the Hutts. In a few days the plans of destruction will be reveiled and the Galaxy will feel our wrath.

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-Comm to the Hutt Palace-

 

All ships are ready to go sir they have been cleaned and re-evalutated from prior usuage.

 

1- Mon Calamari Cruiser MC90- Flagship

 

3- Hapan Battle Dragons- 500m- holds 40 My'til Fighters each

2- Corellian Gunships- 150m

3- Strike Class Cruisers- 450m

1- Wurrif-Class Light Cruiser- 400m

 

We are back to full strength now!

Now is your time to die...

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All through the time she was searched then escorted to His Highness, the violet Twi'lek remained calm, knowing that it was just precautions. She wouldn't stand for them taking liberties with her though, her cold eyes giving them all the warning they needed that she wouldn't stand for any nonsense. Standing before the throne, Astraal went down on one knee before the great Hutt.

 

"I wish to dedicate my service to your cause Mi'Lord Wyhl. It has not been the same without the great Hutt's in power."

 

Astraal had left her Vornskr, Vos, in her ship while she sought the audience with the Great Hutt, prefering to leave her 'pet' where he would show no threat to her prospective employer.

 

"I look forward to being a part of your great plan Almighty Wyhl."

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Looking at Astraal Wyhl heard the comm. Pausing slightly he put his hand up.

 

One moment Astraal...

 

-Comm to Kijdic-

 

Wonderful come to my Palace Audience Chambers at once. It is time to discuss the administration of this organization.

 

Looking back to Astraal Wyhl speaks.

 

Wonderful my friend... The Hutts in time will wield the power they once did and the Galaxy will fear us. You are now a Hutt. I will alert you of our plan and your position here in the coming days.

 

ooc: I want to set the Hutts up like a real organized crime family much like the mafia. Checkout the Hutt thread in WBS for more info.

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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.

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Astraal bowed her head to the great Hutt, a grin on her face at the thought of the Hutt's being a power to be reckoned with once more. She moved to the side of the throne, taking a position along the wall where she could keep an eye on Wyhl and all of those that entered. She would protect the Hutt with her life. She looked forward to hearing what the plan was.

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Rod-yak's eyes remain in the forward position as he is escorted through the labryinth of the Hutt's palace. It is dark and damp in most of the halls, but the humming sound of the motors turning the turrets provides enough background noise to keep the place from seeming creepy; not that Rodya minds creepy.

 

He looks down at the small Twi'lek when the greeter says, "What brings you to his Lord Wyhl's abode?"

 

In a perfect calm business like manner, Rod-yak Val replies, "I happened to be on Tatooine and something about the smell of this place caught my attention. I'm currently working indepently, but perhaps it is time for a change." He looks over the Twi'lek's head into nothingness as if some great mystery exist there and he is the only being that can percieve it.

 

His eyes rattle slightly and he once again looks to the greeter, "I was once affilated with the Black Sun and still hold an allegiance with some of its members, but for the right price I would consider working for this establishment if your boss will have me that is?"

 

"I typically wouldn't make a statement like that without having first spoken with the owner of the business and deciding if the orginization's purpose matches my own, but by that unique smell I caught a whiff of in Mos Eisley I have a feeling I can fit in properly here."

 

Rod-yak's sinister smile shines down on the Twi'lek imitating a pleasent person's grin.

 

((Sorry for the delay, I was on vacation for the past week or so...))

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Wyhl gazes sharply at the man called Rodya. He grins as he speaks.

 

Welcome... So you have come looking for work? I will have work for you so long as you do not mind killing agents of good...

 

Dancers move in the background to the sound of a new band that had been playing for some time.

 

Once again fingering his holopad Wyhl he laughs as he inserts codes and orders.

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Rodya's attention turns quickly to the right as the giant Hutt appears and his omonius voice booms throughout the room. The Dashade moves away from the Twi'lek and in front of the great Hutt.

 

His smile remains, "Of course I have no problem with that," he says casually, "In fact, it would delight me to serve you in such a way. Just assign me a task and I will fulfill it, no questions asked, my new lord."

 

Rodya nods his head to the Hutt, pleased that this new job opprotunity will work out.

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The main entrance opens...a huge shadow is cast on the floor...all who see it cower in terror...and the silhouette in the doorway becomes a hutt...it's Durga, back from wherever he'd been the last five years...he literally just appeared before the door...an onlooker would assume he materialized, but no one really knows...

 

"Ah, Whyl, my old blubbery friend, howdydoo?"

 

The Hutt sits there, not able to move very much, waiting for a response from the head of the clan...

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[huttese]If you anger me, you will become bantha fodder![/huttese]

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Xander's tattered cloak was wiped about by the hot breeze that whispered of the sand storm that would consume the area in little more then five minutes. He stepped into the Hutts palace, holding his rifle at a downward angle as he looked around the room. His T-visor was a Mandalorian design, but the armor itself was only a modified suit from the Clone Wars era rather then the iconic Mandalorian iron out fits worn by wannabe hunters.

 

There are two hutts, but it is obvious which one is charge. Alexander stands quietly near one of the walls, waiting for the Hutt to address him.

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The violet twi'lek slipped further into the depths of the Palace, moving to one of the inner hanger bays. Once there she opened the hanger bay doors, her ship being piloted in by her droid. Once the Dancer's Run set down she boarded her ship, putting a lead on her vornskr, then leading Vos out and back into the main audience chamber.

 

Vos growled though sat by her side, on guard as Astraal took a seat at one of the back tables. She let her hand rest on the vornskr's head, no less alert than the creature at her side. She had take note of the other newcomers before she had gone for Vos, the young smuggler waiting to see what job the great Hutt had for her to do.

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