As BC started to rant about murder, Aevar sighs and facepalms. What have I signed myself up for? After a few seconds, he pulls his hand away from his face, and glances around, looking to see just how many of the bar's patrons have reached for weapons, before getting ready to move should Rem make the smart decision of just leaving, or otherwise avoid fire if he chooses to stay (After all, if he refuses to leave, combat seems all but inevitable...).
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"Ohwoanan raanrcahrracao, ahww rooohu'rcwo churcwo, rhhuao ah aoacahwhor aoacworcwo'c ra anooao ooww whrahurracaoro rhooroc ahwh acworcwo ohacoo whwowowa aooo rhwo aorahurracao ra anwoccoowh. Aoacwo rcworaan akahaoro ahc aoacraao rooohu rawhwa ah rarcwo coo howorcro rroooowa raao aoworaoaacahwhrr anwoccoowhc!" The robot howls out loudly in response to Ryywhaaca; the tension ratchets up in the room at the horrible sounds created by the limitations of the robots vocoder in properly producing shyriiwook speech. BC-09 HK-0037 turns it's head towards Tsussil, "Acknowledged Alpha. Echo unit will stand down."
ooc: for those of you who speak Shyriiwook "Well alright, if you're sure, but I think there's a lot of naughty boys in here who need to be taught a lesson. The real pity is that you and I are so very good at teaching lessons!"
"Ohwoanan raanrcahrracao, ahww rooohu'rcwo churcwo, rhhuao ah aoacahwhor aoacworcwo'c ra anooao ooww whrahurracaoro rhooroc ahwh acworcwo ohacoo whwowowa aooo rhwo aorahurracao ra anwoccoowh. aoacwo rcworaan akahaoro ahc aoacraao rooohu rawhwa ah rarcwo coo howorcro rroooowa raao aoworaoaacahwhrr anwoccoowhc!" The droid reaches around itself with its left arm and pats the Q4 cannon strapped to its back.
[ooc: for the speakers of Shyriiwook... "Precisely! You know, we could start class right now... Show them how lucky they are! We've got the bells all we've got to do is ring them and then, class will be in session for these naughty boys and girls!"]
Rem shrugs and then looks at the three aliens in front of him "Carabast... I never figured the likes of you to be afraid of an opportunity for making a profit, but I reckon everybody's wrong sometimes, eh chubba?" Rem arches his eye brow as he throws out this last attempt. The Creature in the black enviro-armor returns contemptuously "There's no profit to be made with fools, at least not one that you'll be around long enough to spend. Something doesn't add up with you 'chubba', coming in here asking about the most notorious and feared assassin in all of Black Sun, claiming he ripped off you and The Exchange, and then you don't seem to know who he is, and you didn't even bat an eye when I mentioned Shiv Sata. No duros, something isn't right here and I don't believe I want to find out what it is, so you can leave..." He then sets a clearly heavily moded heavy blaster on the table, "or I can introduce you to a close personal friend," he says as he pats the blaster gently.
"Yes, Yes, Alright. I hear you. My friends and I were just leaving." Rem turns on his heel and starts for the door. As he passes BC and Ryywhaaca he says, "No No boys, there's no lesson happening today. Let's bug-out," just loud enough for them to hear him.
Out on the street outside the Jekk'Jekk Toor, Rem hangs his head in disappointment. "Well my friends, that did not go at all as I had hoped..." As he speaks he rifles through his pockets, at last producing is gold lighter. He reaches inside his flight jacket, and pulls one of his trademark Huttese cigars out of the breast pocket of his flight suit. The duros' nimble fingers quickly light the tightly rolled tobacco and Rem lets out a deep sigh after the first puff. "Well there goes my best idea. Any of you guys got anything else?" Rem looks around waiting for a response.
As the looks are exchanged and dust is kicked the battle droid's mechanized voice chips in, "This unit still has not received the proposed upgrades promised on the surface of Yavin 4." The droid's head pivots towards Tsussel Isil.
ooc: So if there's anything anybody else wants to pick up, or any thing any one else wants to do before Son goes to his meet-up tomorrow, now's the time. Son, Speaking of the meet-up with Yys who all is going? Also fair warning to all of you the clock is ticking on your ability to openly gather intel on the events of Yavin 4, call it a bad feeling... If that's confusing, it won't be for too much longer...
Klulvae breathed a sigh of relief from the captain's decision. At the moment, he didn't relish nor crave the opportunity to fight. His mind was in a more thoughtful mood. He was still a little confused as to why the captain was wanting to speak to them in the first place, but the dynamics of crime syndicates, and many, many other things, were lost on him completely. He was there to provide his lightsaber and wisdom to the captain.
"I'm clueless as to what to do." he admitted soundly. It is best to know and accept your weaknesses. "I don't have any contacts in this sector of space, so I can only provide the wisdom I currently bear... which is severely lacking in this department. I'm more good at giving advice for personal problems... not conflict between warring crime syndicates. But knowledge is strength, and we should try to gather as much as we can before tomorrow's... festivities."
" I say that you let me five minutes with the guy with the armor and I will get our answers. If we don't have any other place to go we could go to Kashyyk, I have matters to attend there "
Tsussel couldn't believe what they had narrowly escaped. He knew Shiv in fact he use to run with her but he would keep that to himself for now. Silence was the best for now.
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PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
Rem puffed thoughtfully on his huttese cigar as he listened and waited for everyone to speak their piece. After things had stretched into silence for several moments Rem began in an exhale of smoke, "Alright then. So Son has meeting tomorrow, and the Jedi wants to tag along. Ryy wants us to head for Kashyyk. The robot wants to go in for upgrades. So that leaves you Tsu, are you gonna do the upgrades yourself of that bucket of bolts, are you gonna take him in to a shop, or are you going with Son? And then Aevar, you haven't said much, so if you've got an opinion m'boy you should speak up, otherwise your just gonna be along for the ride..." Rem says with an expectantly raised eyebrow. After a moment of looking at Aevar he continues, "So then here's the plan. I'm gonna go head to a spacer bar I know where we can see about picking up a job, maybe even one that'll get us out to Kashyyk," Rem says with a wink towards Ryywhaaca. "You can come with me if you'd like Ryy. Son you take the Jedi and finish whatever preparations you need to be ready for your meeting. Tsu you see about squaring away your murderbot, and then if you want to join Son tomorrow... well then talk to Son," Rem chuckles. "Hopefully I'll be able to land us something profitable that'll get us to Kashyyk, and Son will be able to unload his cargo quickly, then we can get off of this rock before night-fall tomorrow. Aevar your welcome to join Ryy and me if you'd like." Rem offers with a smile. "How's that sound to everyone?"
"Yeah, sure, I'll go with you. I don't currently have any goals, so I'm just along for the ride at this point, following the flow of the Force. I am a little out of my element, so that is probably while I seem quiet."
Aevar remains unsure of why the stranger has lead him to this group, but shrugs and follows along with them.
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Son Scratched his head, "I think Kluvae & I are ready to go. If anyone else wants to join me we'd need to pick him up some nice clothes for the evening." He says looking about the group.
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Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
"I think I'll work on some of those upgrades!" Tsussel began fishung through his pockets looking for something. "Besides I found a few other things that might help out as well!" He began makin his way towards the ship to work on the upgrades for BC.
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PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
The party agrees to meet back at the Jako by midnight local time. Tsu and BC head off in the direction of a droid shop to go pick up some parts to upgrade to the droid's servo strength before heading back to the ship. Son and Klulvae head off toward the cafe to scout it out. Son takes the opportunity to brief Klulvae on what he needs to know before tomorrow's meeting. Rem leads Ryywhaaca and Aevar to the spacer bar he knows.
The duros, the miraluka, and the wookie, walk into a bar, much larger and more crowded than the last one they were in; as they scan the room they see beings from probably more than three dozen species. In the corner there is a bothan band playing chilled out jazzy covers of popular songs, that creates a relaxed undercurrent to the din of voices and clinking glasses. Rem looks around until he spots a bank of monitors along the back wall, "You boys get a drink, make yourselves at home, mingle. I'm gonna go see about a job." With that he puts his huttese cigar back between his teeth and saunters over to the job boards at the back of the room.
ooc: Ryy and Aevar let me know what you want to do while here in the bar.
Aevar decides to stick with Ryy, still unused to the new planet and people, having never been in a bar like this one before. He enjoys the music, hearing that one of his favourite pieces is being played, but refrains from getting a drink.
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As BC started to rant about murder, Aevar sighs and facepalms. What have I signed myself up for? After a few seconds, he pulls his hand away from his face, and glances around, looking to see just how many of the bar's patrons have reached for weapons, before getting ready to move should Rem make the smart decision of just leaving, or otherwise avoid fire if he chooses to stay (After all, if he refuses to leave, combat seems all but inevitable...).
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"Ohwoanan raanrcahrracao, ahww rooohu'rcwo churcwo, rhhuao ah aoacahwhor aoacworcwo'c ra anooao ooww whrahurracaoro rhooroc ahwh acworcwo ohacoo whwowowa aooo rhwo aorahurracao ra anwoccoowh. Aoacwo rcworaan akahaoro ahc aoacraao rooohu rawhwa ah rarcwo coo howorcro rroooowa raao aoworaoaacahwhrr anwoccoowhc!" The robot howls out loudly in response to Ryywhaaca; the tension ratchets up in the room at the horrible sounds created by the limitations of the robots vocoder in properly producing shyriiwook speech. BC-09 HK-0037 turns it's head towards Tsussil, "Acknowledged Alpha. Echo unit will stand down."
ooc: for those of you who speak Shyriiwook "Well alright, if you're sure, but I think there's a lot of naughty boys in here who need to be taught a lesson. The real pity is that you and I are so very good at teaching lessons!"
" Rhooawwhoo Whraackuuauo ah'ah' houuurwk rohuuka, whruk uagh srhiiwaarghh noughh!" Replies the wookie in his language.
[OOC: "They sure need it. It seems that it's their lucky night and they don't even know it]
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"Ohwoanan raanrcahrracao, ahww rooohu'rcwo churcwo, rhhuao ah aoacahwhor aoacworcwo'c ra anooao ooww whrahurracaoro rhooroc ahwh acworcwo ohacoo whwowowa aooo rhwo aorahurracao ra anwoccoowh. aoacwo rcworaan akahaoro ahc aoacraao rooohu rawhwa ah rarcwo coo howorcro rroooowa raao aoworaoaacahwhrr anwoccoowhc!" The droid reaches around itself with its left arm and pats the Q4 cannon strapped to its back.
[ooc: for the speakers of Shyriiwook... "Precisely! You know, we could start class right now... Show them how lucky they are! We've got the bells all we've got to do is ring them and then, class will be in session for these naughty boys and girls!"]
"Rhhhow! Raahw aouoar agb roourwour. " he cracks his fingers "Roghwoah howorcro howrgh "
[Indeed! Specially to that trandoshan " he cracks his fingers "But I am afraid that Rem won't let us have fun " ]
PbP Character: A few ;)
Rem shrugs and then looks at the three aliens in front of him "Carabast... I never figured the likes of you to be afraid of an opportunity for making a profit, but I reckon everybody's wrong sometimes, eh chubba?" Rem arches his eye brow as he throws out this last attempt. The Creature in the black enviro-armor returns contemptuously "There's no profit to be made with fools, at least not one that you'll be around long enough to spend. Something doesn't add up with you 'chubba', coming in here asking about the most notorious and feared assassin in all of Black Sun, claiming he ripped off you and The Exchange, and then you don't seem to know who he is, and you didn't even bat an eye when I mentioned Shiv Sata. No duros, something isn't right here and I don't believe I want to find out what it is, so you can leave..." He then sets a clearly heavily moded heavy blaster on the table, "or I can introduce you to a close personal friend," he says as he pats the blaster gently.
"Yes, Yes, Alright. I hear you. My friends and I were just leaving." Rem turns on his heel and starts for the door. As he passes BC and Ryywhaaca he says, "No No boys, there's no lesson happening today. Let's bug-out," just loud enough for them to hear him.
Aevar quickly follows Rem out of the building, glad that Rem had avoided the bar-fight that could very easily have happened.
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As the crew began to file out Son leaned over to Rem and whispered, "Didn't we kill that guy captain?" referring to the Black Sun enforcer.
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
With a last look at the three characters on the table the wookiee is the last one leaving the cantina after his friends.
PbP Character: A few ;)
Out on the street outside the Jekk'Jekk Toor, Rem hangs his head in disappointment. "Well my friends, that did not go at all as I had hoped..." As he speaks he rifles through his pockets, at last producing is gold lighter. He reaches inside his flight jacket, and pulls one of his trademark Huttese cigars out of the breast pocket of his flight suit. The duros' nimble fingers quickly light the tightly rolled tobacco and Rem lets out a deep sigh after the first puff. "Well there goes my best idea. Any of you guys got anything else?" Rem looks around waiting for a response.
As the looks are exchanged and dust is kicked the battle droid's mechanized voice chips in, "This unit still has not received the proposed upgrades promised on the surface of Yavin 4." The droid's head pivots towards Tsussel Isil.
ooc: So if there's anything anybody else wants to pick up, or any thing any one else wants to do before Son goes to his meet-up tomorrow, now's the time. Son, Speaking of the meet-up with Yys who all is going? Also fair warning to all of you the clock is ticking on your ability to openly gather intel on the events of Yavin 4, call it a bad feeling... If that's confusing, it won't be for too much longer...
Klulvae breathed a sigh of relief from the captain's decision. At the moment, he didn't relish nor crave the opportunity to fight. His mind was in a more thoughtful mood. He was still a little confused as to why the captain was wanting to speak to them in the first place, but the dynamics of crime syndicates, and many, many other things, were lost on him completely. He was there to provide his lightsaber and wisdom to the captain.
"I'm clueless as to what to do." he admitted soundly. It is best to know and accept your weaknesses. "I don't have any contacts in this sector of space, so I can only provide the wisdom I currently bear... which is severely lacking in this department. I'm more good at giving advice for personal problems... not conflict between warring crime syndicates. But knowledge is strength, and we should try to gather as much as we can before tomorrow's... festivities."
"Rhooowr arggg Rhyyahww Grhoooww Hweerwgook Rhaawwyk Wrheegh Aoorgh Uooghk Wroookh Wroookh Auugh. Grhhaaauk Gruk Khrassyyk "
" I say that you let me five minutes with the guy with the armor and I will get our answers. If we don't have any other place to go we could go to Kashyyk, I have matters to attend there "
PbP Character: A few ;)
Tsussel couldn't believe what they had narrowly escaped. He knew Shiv in fact he use to run with her but he would keep that to himself for now. Silence was the best for now.
Rem puffed thoughtfully on his huttese cigar as he listened and waited for everyone to speak their piece. After things had stretched into silence for several moments Rem began in an exhale of smoke, "Alright then. So Son has meeting tomorrow, and the Jedi wants to tag along. Ryy wants us to head for Kashyyk. The robot wants to go in for upgrades. So that leaves you Tsu, are you gonna do the upgrades yourself of that bucket of bolts, are you gonna take him in to a shop, or are you going with Son? And then Aevar, you haven't said much, so if you've got an opinion m'boy you should speak up, otherwise your just gonna be along for the ride..." Rem says with an expectantly raised eyebrow. After a moment of looking at Aevar he continues, "So then here's the plan. I'm gonna go head to a spacer bar I know where we can see about picking up a job, maybe even one that'll get us out to Kashyyk," Rem says with a wink towards Ryywhaaca. "You can come with me if you'd like Ryy. Son you take the Jedi and finish whatever preparations you need to be ready for your meeting. Tsu you see about squaring away your murderbot, and then if you want to join Son tomorrow... well then talk to Son," Rem chuckles. "Hopefully I'll be able to land us something profitable that'll get us to Kashyyk, and Son will be able to unload his cargo quickly, then we can get off of this rock before night-fall tomorrow. Aevar your welcome to join Ryy and me if you'd like." Rem offers with a smile. "How's that sound to everyone?"
"Yeah, sure, I'll go with you. I don't currently have any goals, so I'm just along for the ride at this point, following the flow of the Force. I am a little out of my element, so that is probably while I seem quiet."
Aevar remains unsure of why the stranger has lead him to this group, but shrugs and follows along with them.
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The wookie growls in agreement and will acompany Rem on his job hunt.
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Son Scratched his head, "I think Kluvae & I are ready to go. If anyone else wants to join me we'd need to pick him up some nice clothes for the evening." He says looking about the group.
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum.
PbP character Son Kol - Kel Dor Fringer (Shadows of the Republic)
PbP charcater Mabeh Honeydew - Wood Elf Druid (Void Beyond the Stars - Inner Realms)
"I think I'll work on some of those upgrades!" Tsussel began fishung through his pockets looking for something. "Besides I found a few other things that might help out as well!" He began makin his way towards the ship to work on the upgrades for BC.
The party agrees to meet back at the Jako by midnight local time. Tsu and BC head off in the direction of a droid shop to go pick up some parts to upgrade to the droid's servo strength before heading back to the ship. Son and Klulvae head off toward the cafe to scout it out. Son takes the opportunity to brief Klulvae on what he needs to know before tomorrow's meeting. Rem leads Ryywhaaca and Aevar to the spacer bar he knows.
The duros, the miraluka, and the wookie, walk into a bar, much larger and more crowded than the last one they were in; as they scan the room they see beings from probably more than three dozen species. In the corner there is a bothan band playing chilled out jazzy covers of popular songs, that creates a relaxed undercurrent to the din of voices and clinking glasses. Rem looks around until he spots a bank of monitors along the back wall, "You boys get a drink, make yourselves at home, mingle. I'm gonna go see about a job." With that he puts his huttese cigar back between his teeth and saunters over to the job boards at the back of the room.
ooc: Ryy and Aevar let me know what you want to do while here in the bar.
Aevar decides to stick with Ryy, still unused to the new planet and people, having never been in a bar like this one before. He enjoys the music, hearing that one of his favourite pieces is being played, but refrains from getting a drink.
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