Terren Jethrow Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 Terren laughed. "I'm not giving you those credits, if thats what you're after. Being a bounty hunter isn't always fair." The Mandalorian tapped the bar, signaling another drink. The liquid was repulsive, but it made him look more in place. "And yes, there is quite a few bounties. High-paying ones, too. More than they should be." He leaned in closer, a notion of secrecy between the two old friends "If you've checked the Bounty Network as of late, you'll notice a large paying bounty on all Jedi. Now, I don't know about you, but I could always use a few easy credits...." Terren Jethrow His Ship Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jae Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 The mandalorian ordered another drink, and Jae himself was becoming thirsty yet again. The last thing Jae needed right now was another drink. He needed credits. Now that the market is picking up the pace, Jae had become interested. "The market's been slow for the past couple of years...but now it's been picking up. Rapidly. More hatred equals more bounties which puts credits in my pocket." He reached over to Terren's glass and took a sip, smiling the entire time. He set it down once he heard Terren's indirect proposition. He set down the drink in front of him. "Heh...are you saying you wanna' partner up again?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terren Jethrow Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 Terren looked at the glass that Jae had just 'borrowed.' "If that's the way you want to hear it, then yes." He pushed the glass away and turned completely towards Jae. "But no whining if something happens, okay?" Terren Jethrow His Ship Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jae Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 He shook his head, paying the bartender for both his drink and Terren's. "Oh don't worry...I'm gonna be watching your ass this time." They both stood up, and began walking out the door. "We'll take up on the force-user bounty, but first...were gonna need some better equipment. Darkwatch is one of the best arms suppliers in the galaxy, with good prices. We should contact them. But keep it covert, we don't want anyone knowing were doing business with them" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terren Jethrow Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 The two walked out into the blazing hot suns. Terren had to lift his hand to blotch out the blinding light. "Of course. You have a contact, I'm sure? Money's a little tight right now..." His ego was bruised, to say the least. Terren Jethrow His Ship Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jae Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 Jae laughed a little, putting on his sunglasses. His skin was already started to dry up from the immense heat that surrounded them. "Yea...I got a contact.." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terren Jethrow Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 "Then let us be on our way." He motioned for Jae to continue. Terren Jethrow His Ship Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adenn Galaar Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 Adenn spied his wife serving a patron a drink, beauty radiating off of her. He wondered what their next order of business would be now that they owned Mos Eisley Cantina. Verd ori'shya beskar'gam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vash Mammon Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 A large Vratix pushed through the small crowd into the Mos Eisley Cantina. The mantis like creature clacked its mandibles together as it walked, its multi-faceted eyes impossible to read. The creature approached the bartender, speaking into a translator. "My name is Lord Ashern. I am waiting for an . . . Imperial contact." "Humans, how pathetic." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moon Knight Posted June 18, 2007 Share Posted June 18, 2007 Moon Knight wandered into the bar and found a booth, where he sat by himself. The bar was dark enough that he was all but invisible in his black Mandalorian battle armor. He had business here, but he needed a certain person to arrive first.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mirdala Ad'Goran Posted June 19, 2007 Share Posted June 19, 2007 ((OOC: Many many many apologies for my long absence. Finally my internet works! Woot and huzzah! and now to posting!)) Turning to Deton, the ebony-haired woman nodded. "Yes. My husband and I are now the new proprietors of this establishment." She smiled as she surveyed the place. "For a good tale your first drink is free!" ((Sorry so short. Still sorting through stuff. Will pick up soon I promise!)) Ke barjurir gar'ade, jagyc'ade kot'la a dalyc'ade kotla'shya. - "Train your sons to be strong but your daughters to be stronger." “A Mandalorian woman's greatest talent is not her charm or beauty, but her strength of body and will.” - Mandalorian proverb Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jidai Geki Posted June 19, 2007 Share Posted June 19, 2007 *The Imperial recruiter in the bar spots the insectoid, and is filled with instant revulsion. The Imperial stance on non-humans was clear. They were almost worthless, good only for hard labour. Nevertheless, she had been advised of the holonet broadcast. Listening to the freak would be good for the Imperial war effort. She walks over and, with considerable effort, keeps her loathing off her face.* 'Can I help you?' http://www.themire.co.uk-- being a veracious and lurid account of the goings-on in the savage Mire and the sootblown alleys of Portstown's Rookery! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vash Mammon Posted June 19, 2007 Share Posted June 19, 2007 The creature clicked its mandibles together, pleased that he had been recognized so quickly. Lord Ashern had attempted this sort of thing before. The Alliance through Drake Vortex had been uninterested in control of the Bacta planet of Thyferra. But he suspected very strongly that the Empire would not have similar qualms about such acts against independent planets. "I will get straight to the point. I currently control the second most powerful Bacta cartel on Thyferra. I wish to be the number one most powerful. That's where you come in. The Bacta cartels in power now are sympathetic to the Alliance. If you aide me, I can promise you a free supply of Bacta for the Empire for the next thousand years." Lord Ashern gestured with his mantis claw toward the open door to the Cantina. "Let me show you something to prove my point. Beyond the dunes you see outside of Mos Eisley there is a ship filled with more Bacta than you can imagine in your limited human dreams." "Humans, how pathetic." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mirdala Ad'Goran Posted June 20, 2007 Share Posted June 20, 2007 Mirdala looked up at the holomoniter above the bar as a broadcast caught her attention. ...For most of you, you may ignore this message and go about your own insignificant litlte lives in peace. I would address those who call themselves hunters, especially those who claim to inheret the legacy of the Mandalorians. Her jade eyes flashed and met those of her husband. She recognized the pale and smirking visage of Vladimir Faust, a fellow bounty hunter (though one that she'd never met in person). Just seeing his face put the young woman's senses on alert as she listened to the rest of the broadcast. I am calling together a tournament on Ryloth. This contest is only open to those who dare call themselves Mandalorians. The stakes are a simple contest. The losers lose their armor and are sent home in shame. The victor shall receive some interesting artifacts from my own personal collection, gear I've taken from pretenders to the bloodline during my bounty hunting career. This is something no true Mandalorian warrior can pass up on... The man she knew only by reputation, laughed a cold and eerie, almost malevolent chuckle. It set her warrior sensibilities on alert. Something didn't seem quite right about the whole challenge. She didn't like the insinuation that if they didn't show then they weren't Mando'ade. Mirdala especially didn't like that he was attempting to gather a number of them together in one area. She knew of his tactics, massive explosions, impossible to guard against fully. To her this smelled of a trap, a stench that she knew all to well. The young woman hadn't survived as long as she had in the bounty hunting game by ignoring those instincts. The broadcast continued... After which, I have a special job for the winner, to be revealed when the tournament is done. While it will be held on Ryloth under my supervision, I will not be personally there to over see things, so Armiena darling, you can keep that fleet of yours at home. I shall be making my preparations for your arrival, o' warriors most feared. I suggest you try to find the courage your legacy claims to hold and embrace it for this contest to see who the true heir to the Mandalore's reputation is. The man's evil laughter still echoed in her ears as the screen faded to black. "What do you think of that Tracyn?" she asked quietly leaning close to him as she reached across to grab one of the bottles of ale for a customer. Her voice was low enough that only the two of them were aware of their conversation. Ke barjurir gar'ade, jagyc'ade kot'la a dalyc'ade kotla'shya. - "Train your sons to be strong but your daughters to be stronger." “A Mandalorian woman's greatest talent is not her charm or beauty, but her strength of body and will.” - Mandalorian proverb Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jidai Geki Posted June 20, 2007 Share Posted June 20, 2007 *The woman follows the insect's claw. She could indeed see a ship beyond the dunes, but for all she knew it was filled with bantha dung.* 'I see it. It's a ship. What's your point?' http://www.themire.co.uk-- being a veracious and lurid account of the goings-on in the savage Mire and the sootblown alleys of Portstown's Rookery! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adenn Galaar Posted June 20, 2007 Share Posted June 20, 2007 ((Just to make sure- I'm Tracyn right?)) Adenn leaned back over to his wife. "Well dearest," he said in a soft whisper," it does sound like it could be interesting. Perhaps we could both use a vacation. Hire somebody to run the bar for a few days until we return. I'll only do it if you do also." Verd ori'shya beskar'gam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vash Mammon Posted June 20, 2007 Share Posted June 20, 2007 The insect twitched his head in annoyance. "The point is, it is filled with enough bacta to prove my point. The Empire will be virtually immortal. Let me show you." The creature moved towards the door, beckoning the Imperial officer. "Humans, how pathetic." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moon Knight Posted June 20, 2007 Share Posted June 20, 2007 Just as the Imperial officer was deciding whether or not to actually follow the alien outside the bar, Moon Knight walked completely silently up behind her. "Excuse me, ma'am," he said. He was so close behind her that she whirled around to find herself face-to-face with the Mandalorian's black mask, that T-visor that had stood for who they were as a people for millenia. Like so many other beings throughout those thousands of years, it was the last thing she saw. Putting his left hand on her right shoulder and his right hand on her jaw, he gave a violent yank. A crunch was heard, and her eyes widened for a moment before he let her fall to the ground with a dull thud. "Not too damaged, I hope," ShadowFett said. He didn't know in what shape the body needed to be for Vash to assume its form, but he had been careful to keep her externally uninjured. "A pity they sent us such a low-ranking officer. I hope she'll do." He knelt and searched the corpse for an ID and took her rank badge and cylinder as well. It'd be almost impossible to tell that Vash was not truly she. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vash Mammon Posted June 20, 2007 Share Posted June 20, 2007 Vash gave Moon Knight a displeased look. It was not wise to do this in front of everyone. The Mandalorian certainly had a penchant for being dramatic. Vash closed his insectoid eyes and concentrated. He rarely used his Shi'ido mind powers. They were unnecessary for a Shi'ido as old and skilled at transformation as he. But this would be a simple illusion. The patrons of the bar looked at the scene, but they saw the Vratix dead on the ground with two Imperial officers standing over the body, instead of the opposite. They quickly lost interest. Just another dead alien. "Give me a moment." Vash began changing, and before long he had taken the form of the human female. His clothing changed to match her uniform. Vash picked up the I.D., and other items from Moon examining them. "Rebecca Starwind. A Corellian. Shouldn't be too hard to pretend to be her, all I have to do is act pompous and keep my vocabulary small. Humans are predictably pathetic creatures." Vash looked up at Moon's visor giving him a smile that seemed unnatural for the woman's face. "Except Mandalorians of course." Vash tucked the items in his new uniform. "You'd best dispose of the body. My Shi'ido illusion will where off quickly." "Humans, how pathetic." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moon Knight Posted June 21, 2007 Share Posted June 21, 2007 ShadowFett nodded. He understood the look Vash had given him, but things like this happened somewhat often in the Mos Eisley Cantina, and he doubted that anyone would pay the occurance any mind. The assassination had occured in such a way that hadn't drawn too much attention anyway--anyone who had not been watching directly could have thought the Imperial had simply passed out. Still, the Shi'ido's cover was appropriate. The Mandalorian picked the body up and made for the exit, as if to get the seeming Vratix some air. When he got out into the sun, he quickly found an alley away from prying eyes and stowed it in a conveniently-empty crate. From the looks of things, it wouldn't be discovered due to the crate itself, and even the smell could be lost among those of the various aliens and roadside shops that lined the street. No, by the time this body was discovered, no one would care. The Empire didn't have much of a presence out here anyway. One more thing, he thought, taking the woman's commlink. He headed back to the bar and Vash. "You might need this," he said, handing the apparent Imperial the commlink. "Let's go." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dagon Posted June 21, 2007 Share Posted June 21, 2007 ::A discreet cargo delivery is made at an old warehouse. The crates dlievered contain a small arsenal of clone wars era weapons, some modern weapons and two suits of medium powered armor with shields.:: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jae Posted June 21, 2007 Share Posted June 21, 2007 Jae, and Terren made their way down to an old warehouse by the cantina. They were sure not to be followed. Upon opening the crates delivered, Jae had taken out a medium-base armor set with powered personal shields and strapped it on along with the greaves. He then took two powerful flechette pistols and holstered them at his side. His final shipment was his Dc-17m interchangeable blaster rifle which he held, looking over to Terren. "Just like the old days, eh?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terren Jethrow Posted June 21, 2007 Share Posted June 21, 2007 Terren could only smile as he looked at the rest of the shipment, obviously made for him. The armor was first. He strapped it on, and the inside seemed to mold to his frame. He moved around, testing the capabilities. "I like.." he said with a small grin. Next were the weapons. He merely tossed his old pistol as he saw the new ones. Two Model 434's set to his exact specifications. He hoised them up, and imagined his target. Terren pointed the guns towards his 'enemy' and made a small poof as he imagined his target dropping to the ground with a steaming hole in his head. Terren holstered the two weapons in his new armor. Next came his two blades. Although nothing special, they were indeed weaved with Cortosis. Perfect for those Force Users... not so special now, eh? He handed two of the blades to Jae. "Here you go." With everything set, Terren was amped. "Let's get some money." Terren Jethrow His Ship Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silas Posted June 21, 2007 Share Posted June 21, 2007 **An encrypted comm came in for Terren Jethrow** Proud member of the JNET Addicts Club since November '05 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terren Jethrow Posted June 21, 2007 Share Posted June 21, 2007 Terren was still experimenting with his weapons when a small beeping at his side interrupted him. He slipped his daggers into their respective sheaths and grabbed at his datapad. His eyes widened at the luck. "Jae. We've got a hit." He read a little more into the details, and looked up. "It's private." Terren handed the information over to Jae. "What do you think?" Terren Jethrow His Ship Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 22, 2007 Share Posted June 22, 2007 A cloaked figure who wore only simple clothes beneath his tattered garb entered into the Catina. It appeared as if he had been traveling for weeks and if anyone investigated his presence on a back water planet such as Tatoonie, they would find that he only stopped off her to restock his ship. It was a standard issue A-Wing and as such wasn't built for long trips. Arin made a mental note to try and gather enough credits to replace his current transportation. Taking a seat at the bar, he brushed some of his black hair out of his eyes and scanned the bar. Many of the patrons were scummy and all around types most would want to avoid. He had little interest in having to even talk with them, much less fight them. He motioned a bar tender over and when she did approach, before she could speak he spoke. "I'll have a juice...and I'd also like to know if you might know any planets, or company's, interested in a cloning specialist." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adenn Galaar Posted June 23, 2007 Share Posted June 23, 2007 The HE bartender acknowledged the man's order, then moved to fulfill it. He placed the glass of cold liquid in front of the man, nodding smoothly. "Most planets in the galaxy right now have cloning facilities avaliable. You would be hard pressed to find a company that isn't in need of cloning. Your best bet would be Kamino, though traveling there could be dangerous if you don't know the right people." Verd ori'shya beskar'gam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 23, 2007 Share Posted June 23, 2007 Arin sat down several credits to pay for the drank and took a long swig of the fresh, cold liquid. It felt good on his throat after the long ride in space, then the dry heat that had met him outside. "Kamino? There's a place you don't hear much of. What group is in charge there?" He doubted that the man would know, especially since it appeared he had no clue that the entire native species of that planet had been wiped out by the Sith a year or so back. He hadn't heard much of that place since then, so perhaps they were back up and running. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mirdala Ad'Goran Posted June 23, 2007 Share Posted June 23, 2007 (edited) Mirdala pursed her lips for a moment regarding her husband's enthusiasm at the challenge. True it did sound interesting, but to her she couldn't shake this feeling that there was something more to it than just the tournament itself. She knew that she didn't trust Faust. "It is a challenge rightly offered," she mused stiffly as she approached the new arrival. In all honesty, she was aching for a good fight, but for whatever reason her inner alarms were going off about the whole situation. She did hold a duty to her husband as well. "We shall go, but first we will go to a friend I know and see if they will run the bar while we are gone. There is also somethings that I would like to discuss on our way," she finally answered Adenn in Mando'a. Edited June 23, 2007 by Guest Ke barjurir gar'ade, jagyc'ade kot'la a dalyc'ade kotla'shya. - "Train your sons to be strong but your daughters to be stronger." “A Mandalorian woman's greatest talent is not her charm or beauty, but her strength of body and will.” - Mandalorian proverb Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adenn Galaar Posted June 23, 2007 Share Posted June 23, 2007 Adenn smiled at his wife's beautiful form, then replied to her in Mando'a. "I'm trusting that you trust this friend. What kind of things would you like to discuss." He then turned back to the man sitting at the bar. "I do believe that the Sith wiped out the Kaminoan's some time ago, and that a few are exclusive to the planet, including Oblivion and Tiana Calthye. Of course, when you wipe out a species there's always that one that seems to survive." He paused and refilled the man's empty glass. "Of course if you're looking for an organization, you might check out the Link, stationed on Corsucant. They are filthy rich, and new technology could interest them." Adenn turned back towards the bar, refilling another patron's drink, then turned back to the man to see if he needed any more information. Verd ori'shya beskar'gam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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