SWRPF Archive Legacy: "Fool's Gamble"

Vitch
Landing Pad 267, Newport District, Coruscan

Vitch walked up to the Gambel, he knocked on the door to the ship. "Ello? Anyon' home?"

 

IC: Zukhon Durp
LOCATION: Cantina, Newport District, Coruscant.

"I possess a few military ranks I gained on my home planet, Ord Mantell during a semi-invasion not so long ago. I'm currently a scout working in delivering information and goods, along with using my terrain negotiation skills to the test, but I'm also quite the ground soldier -- I'd be more then happy to aid you and your crew in your future endeavours."

Zukhon recited his training; he'd been used by the militia on Mantell many times before due to slaving over the dueling arena from the early day till' late at night back in his childhood. They had always come to favour him for his efficiency in combat, and now he was finally beginning to mature into the perfect warrior, he had even considered bounty hunting.

TAG: R_Zion

 

OOC: Tog, please try not to post any more until I say we've reached your time. Please.

IC: Captain Jav Boran and S2-56G
Landing Pad 267, Newport District, Coruscant

"I possess a few military ranks I gained on my home planet, Ord Mantell during a semi-invasion not so long ago. I'm currently a scout working in delivering information and goods, along with using my terrain negotiation skills to the test, but I'm also quite the ground soldier -- I'd be more then happy to aid you and your crew in your future endeavours."

S2 nodded his head to Zukhon?s words, taking it all in before speaking up. ?Alright, Mr. Zukhon, those are some impressive skills. If it is alright with you, I would like to schedule an interview with you for 20:30 hours this evening so that you can speak with the Captain? Is that alright??

(OOC: Lava, I?m going to continue on past our conversation, assuming all the details will be alright. Still post your reply to S2 whenever you get a chance.)

After finishing his conversation with Zukhon, S2-56G made his way over towards where the Captain stood, talking to the crew. ?Captain, good news! You have another interview with a Mr. Zukhon tonight at 20:30 hours.?

?20:30 hours?? the Duros asked, rubbing his forehead lightly. ?Well then, it seems we?re going to have a late night tonight.? Turning on heal towards the stairway off the pad, Jav reached out and pointed forward. ?Let?s head out, crew. To Rik?s!?

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IC: Rik?s, Coruscant, 13:00 hours

Being only early afternoon, it was relatively quiet inside the bar room when Jav and his crew entered Rik?s. Behind the long bar inside, the Sakiyan bartender Finn stood, nonchalantly wiping out a glass, a world-weary look on his face. Glancing up at the group as the entered, he raised a ink-skinned brow at the sight at who was at the lead.

?Jav Boran, haven?t seen you in here in a while and didn?t expect to see you on Coruscant these days. Risky business.? Adjusting his toothpick in his mouth, he looked the Duros over. ?Nice outfit.?

His fore- and middle finger together, Jav smirked as he passed the bar and gave a two-fingered salute. ?Nice to see you too, Finn.? Continuing on towards a doorway at the back of the bar, S2 at his side, he glanced back over his shoulder towards the others. ?You boys and girls stay up here and stay out of trouble. If you want a drink, tell ?im to put in on my tab.?

Approaching the door, the Captain nodded to the two, loin-clothed, well-muscled Nautolan guards standing at the doorway in the back. Once he arrived, the two crossed their pikes over the portal.

?The name?s Captain Jav Boran. I have an appointment with Queen Jool.?

The two looked at each other and then nodded before the one on the right spoke up in a rich baritone. ?The Queen has been expecting you. Please, follow us.?

The left Nautolan turned and punched a code into a small access panel there on the wall, to which the doorway quickly responded and opened up. Turning on heal, the two guards made their way through and down a flight of steps there, to which Jav and S2 quickly followed.

TAG: Drasius, Sinya, Azul and Ryelee

 

IC: Sinya

Sinya smiled at Jav as he left his new crew at the bar. Turning her attention to the bartender, she hopped onto a bar stool in one fluid motion and ordered a Yavin Sunrise. The bartender, Finn, looked her over, a slight smile on his face. "Coming up, lady>." He said. She motioned for Kuze to sit next to her as the bartender handed her the frozen drink.

She sipped it slowly out of a straw as she looked Kuze over. "Yeah, I like the hair. It's nice to see a man with manners, too." She winked at him.

Crossing her legs, she spun around on her seat with her back leaning up against the counter, to get a better view of the bar. She didn't recall ever being here, but it was a nice bar. Maybe worth a second trip if she made her way back.

TAG: Kuze



IC: Ryelee and Azul <MoonlightsAngel>

Azul sighed, looking around. She looked down at her pet, giving him a warning look. He hopped onto a bar seat, sitting on his hands.

{{At least we don't have to worry about the bounty at the moment.}} She thought to herself. Absently, she sat down at the bar, next to Rye.

"What'll it be, miss?" Finn asked them.

She thought for a moment, then just ordered two glasses of water. As Finn handed her the glass, she watched Ryelee out of the corner of her eye, taking a sip. He was toying with the design on the bar with one hand, holding the glass in another.

{{What am I going to do with you?}} She closed her eyes, thinking of all the times he'd been in trouble. Opening them quickly, afraid of letting her pet out of her sight, she frowned. He'd never been in this much trouble as long as she'd owned him.

TAG: Any

 

Mesa back, people!!

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IC: Rye and Azzie

"Yo, Az?" Ryelee asked absently, abandoning the water and watching the beautiful youth re-tying her hair. "Do you treall trust that dude? He seems nice 'n all but...he's friends with the Hutts"

"So what, midget?" she asked nonchalantly, finishing her ponytail and brishing her bagns off her face "I'm friends with the Hutts and you got the nerve to sleep beside me every night"

"Duh, obviously, you don't count..." He grinned cheekily at the raised eyebrow the calm girl gave him "Uh...I mean"

"No...I don't trust people right away, Rye...but he's nice and he's saving your head, which should be enough for you to quiet down" she hissed in Mando'e, the boy shrugged and nodded, losing interest in the conversation and looking around with keen, big eyes.

Azul also lost interest, gave the bar a quick scan and then rubbed her temples tierdly... If that *damn half human had his way, he would be...'talking' with her about the last time Rye kickd him. Absently, Azul rubbed her back, which was covered in bruises under the hoodie.

'Well...broke his nose for it...hopefully he won't find me...wouldn't be pretty...'


She looked around at her co-workers. They all thought of her as a child, and she hated it...she was nearly twenty and as strong and capable as them...so, why?

Her thought were interrupted as Ryelee whispered back at her.

"Yo...what if I hack into the bounty information and delete my name?"

"Uh...let the Cap'tain try first..."

"Aw, you're no fun" grinned the boy, falling silent again.

Tag: Whoever wants it...

00c: Great job China! Thankies!!!

 

OOC: Welcome back, Angel! Hope everything went well with your emergency. Though I'm posting this now, play around the bar as long as you like. The Captain will probably join you shortly.

IC: Captain Jav Boran and S2-56G
Queen Jool?s Swamp, Rik?s, Coruscant 13:02 hours

The stairway from the back of Rik?s leveled out to a small square of flooring with a lift tube embedded in the forward wall. The Nautolan guard on the left moved forward and punched in yet another multi-digit code into the tube?s access port and opened its doors with a hiss. The quartet made their way inside and traveled down to a level hidden beneath the bar. Glancing behind him, Jav smirked at the flowing white loincloths the guards wore. One would never guess the being who ran the place was a female.

After a few seconds, the lift began to whine as it decelerated and its doors parted to reveal their destination. The scent of mold in the air was strong as they exited, as would be expected of the ?swamp? Jool had set up down her. The group followed a two-person wide walkway along the outer wall to a small series of round platforms that formed a path across the body of knee deep water that made up from the chamber. Moss and vines hung from the ceiling while frogs and other smaller animals lept in and out of the water, and there, on her platform before the four platform path, sat Queen Jool on a pile of violet pillows. Two more Nautolan guards, similar to the first, stood guard to her far left and right, keeping a close eye on the new arrivals.

Stepping out onto the second platform on the pathway, Jav bowed, pushing his brown leather jacket behind him while S2, one the platform behind, imitated his movements. He tried to keep a smile on his face as he looked the Hutt over. Queen Jool looked similar to many of her species in most respects save for three minor differences: the make-up, the blood red corset and her bejeweled cybernetic implant in her left eye.

<So, you?ve gotten yourself a crew>, Jool bellowed in Huttese, regarding the Duros curiously. <And a new change of clothes. Very nice. Better than those things you wore last time you were here, Jav.>

He smirked. ?Well, what can I say? A nice change of clothes for a change in profession, and, speaking of my change in profession, that?s why I?ve come to see you, Queen.?

<What can I do for you then after all of these years?>

?I need a job for me and my crew. Escort, protection, shipping, whatever you need,? he ended his sentence there, but a brief moment of insight made him decide to speak up again. ?However, I?d like to try to keep it as legal as possible.?

The guard on the Queen?s right reached up and snatched a datapad from a nearby pedestal and handed it to the feminine Hutt. Glancing it over, she scrolled through several lists before her eye stopped on something. <Your ship is in Newport, correct?>

?How did you???

<Jav, please?information is my business. It pays to know these things.> Somehow, that answer didn?t comfort the Duros. <Now, I do know of a shipment of Boga noga ready in Newport that needs shipping to Corulag. The recipient will meet you with a transport in the spaceport of Calnorm. I?ll make sure to transmit the contact information to the Fool?s Gamble before the end of the day, as well as where to pick up the cargo in Newport.>

Jav?s pursed his lips at the mere mention of Boga noga. It was a Hutt ale so strong that it was joked that it would make a good engine flush. He had tried a glass of it in his younger days and it had been so strong it almost made him sprout hair, which is quite a feet for a smooth-skinned Duros. Still, though, it was legal and at least it wasn?t weapons or spice.

Opening his mouth, Jav was about to ask how she knew about his ship or its name but decided against it and clapped his mouth shut. He already knew anyway. With a smile on his deep blue face, he bowed to Jool again, but when he lingered there for nearly half a minute, the Hutt raised her brow curiously. <Was there?something else?>

?Yeah, I wanted to ask you a

 

IC: Drasius Kuze
Rik's, Coruscant

Kuze stood outside the bar for a moment after the fledgling crew of the Fool's Gamble had arrived, content to look out across the cityscape and observe the midday sun as it played across the buildings. He was always more than happy to just look out and take in his surroundings; feeling it offered insight into one's character the more they thought of their own being with regards to their environs.

Satisfied, he turned on his heel and entered just as Jav was led out of the back of the main room by a pair of Nautolan guards. He went only with S-2, and Kuze earnestly hope things would go as planned.

Walking over toward the bar he spotted Sinya, already his favorite member of the crew, as she ordered a drink from the burly Sakiyan bartender. She looked at him and motioned that he sit next to her. Kuze naturally obliged.

"I'll have a shot of whiskey, it really doesn't matter what brand" he said, reaching into his pocket for a credit or two.

Drasius then became aware of Sinya addressing him, so he turned to look her in the eyes as she spoke: "Yeah, I like the hair. It's nice to see a man with manners, too." She capped it with a wink.

Kuze smiled back and accepted a shot glass full of an amber liquid which he downed quickly with a throw-back of his head. Drasius' favorite thing about whiskey was the way its intense burn etched its way down his throat, setting fire to his stomach. He put the glass back down on the bar before looking again at the Twi'Lek beside him. "You know before today I was beginning to think all the pretty and intelligent girls stayed away from mercenary work." Drasius liked to go out on a limb and pose forward notions on occasion. He found typically that the responses would give good character clues, or a good laugh, if nothing else.

TAG: Sinya, Anyone

 

IC: Kraid Tynne
Newport, Coruscant

Kraid stopped back in his apartment to retrieve his Newport Technical Library access card, a library only for Newport commercial dock workers and ship crews. As he reached for it on his counter, his comm rang. Kraid picked up his card and put it in his pocket. Reluctantly, he looked at the comm and read who was calling him. Give... me... a... break... He punched the "accept" button.

"Kraid!! How's it going? Talk to me!" The face of a smiling, middle-aged Zeltron filled the comm screen.

Kraid sat down on his bed, rubbing his face with his hands. "I talked to you two weeks ago, Uriah. Don't tell me you need me to fix your swoop again. I know a twelve-year old two blocks from your place that can fix it."

"Oh, Kraid, you know why I'm calling! I need that answer!" It was almost as if Uriah's smile filled the whole screen.

"Answer, right, yeah, Red," - Kraid knew Uriah hated that nickname, but blasters and blades may break Uriah's bones and names will never hurt him - "Did you get me two Twi'leks? Remember, a Lethan and a Rutian."

"Kraid, I've got eight waiting for you if you wanted it."

That damn smile... "Oh, and I almost forgot, you were supposed to arrange for me and your sister..."

"Kraid! C'mon! Stop worrying about that! Her husband won't care! You're forgetting the Zeltron way!"

Oh, I know perfectly well the Zeltron way, kriffer.

Kraid gave an intense stare at Uriah, and his smile slowly vanished. "Kraid, I really could use you. No; I need you."

"There's more than one starship mechanic in the galaxy, Red."

"Don't give me this 'I'm just a mechanic!' slag. You know how good you are. I've got whatever the hell you want. Rejoin the Smashed Fist."

Kraid clenched his teeth. "The Smashed Fist died the day Hud died. And my answer is the same as two weeks ago: Take your government credits and shove it." Kraid was struggling to keep his voice under control.

Uriah gave a look of disappointment. "I'm sorry you feel that way. Perhaps we'll discuss this in the future."

"Perhaps," and Kraid smashed the "end transmission" button with his fist. What a fine way to ruin my day. He sat fuming on his bed for several minutes before standing up. Destination: the technical library. He wanted to brush up on his knowledge of the VT-49 so that he would dazzle his interviewer later that evening.

TAG: anyone

 

Colonel Artemis Z.M. Veers

Crullov City, Corulag

"Thank you," Veers nodded and then introduced himself and his boys. "I am Colonel Artemis Veers but the boys here call me Zem. This is Womprat, Tempest, Shocker, Rancor, and Mynock," he indicated each one as he spoke. They each greeted her in their own way but with the upmost respect due to a woman of her age. "Now that we've introduced ourselves, might I inquire as to who our generous host is?"

TAG: Zion

 

Sinya giggled behind her glass. She'd never met anyone like Kuze before.

"Ah. I'm not a mercenary. But, what I am...you'll just have to wait and see. I'm a girl-so I'm complicated." She grinned, taking another sip of her drink. "Might I ask, are you a merc? You never fully answered my question before...Don't worry, I won't bite...hard." She pushed her empty glass away, rejecting the bartender's offer for another. She wanted to stay as level headed as possible on her first day.

Although the band wasn't playing, there was still music filtering through the speakers that were placed around the bar. Sinya moved her body to the beat. This was a song she'd heard frequently around the planet. Her lekku unwrapped itself from around her neck and swayed back and forth slightly as she danced in her seat to the music.

TAG Kuze

 

IC: Captain Jav Boran and S2-56G
Rik?s, Coruscant 13:20 hours

With their footsteps sounding through the small passageway which encased the stairway down, Jav and S2 soon arrived back up in Rik?s. The Duros?s facial expression was relatively downcast and he said nothing as he made his way across the bar and took a seat beside the Hadrians.

?Finn, give me a Corellian Brandy. A large one.?

Nodding, the Sakiyan quickly went to work getting his drink while S2 came up behind him.

?You?re having a drink, Captain??

?Yeah.?

?But why? I thought things went quite well with Queen Jool.?

?They did,? Jav said as Finn handed him his brandy and he took a quick drink, ?but there are some memories she brought up I?d like to drown away at the moment.?

The utility droid raised its hand and began to speak, but decided not to, seeing as the Captain didn?t seem in the mood at the moment to talk about things. With a quick nod, it turned around and surveyed the other bar patrons and the rest of the crew quietly as Jav drank his brandy.

TAG: Anyone

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OOC: I?ve decided to skip ahead a bit so we don?t leave the interviewees hanging any longer. The rest of you can still play around from 13:20 hours and on until now and if you talk to Jav, I?ll respond and work the 13:00 hr and 16:00 hr at the same time. Did that make sense?

IC: Landing Pad 267, Newport District, Coruscant 15:55 hours

Save for the buzzing of traffic overhead, it was relatively quiet on the Landing Pad as Jav stood there, looking out over the city. He had left the crew after fifteen or so minutes after he had returned from talking to Queen Jool and told them to enjoy themselves for a few hours until 18:00 hours when they were supposed to meet back at the ship. In his free time, with S2 following along behind him, he wandered about the streets and through a few shops on the way, trying to clear his mind and brighten his attitude once more. While by speeder is took twenty minutes or so to get back to Newport, it took Jav the good part of One and a half hours to reach the ship on foot. Once back, he had taken the time to unload the tables and chairs from their crates and set-up a make-shift in on of the forward corners of the Cargo Bay. Now here he was, alone again while S2 was busy taking and hooking up a viewcreen for the crew to enjoy. He?d have to get them some games or artwork or something to brighten the place up a bit, but that would come in time.

Taking a deep breath, he sighed and then looked down at the chronometer on his wrist. It was 15:55 hours. It wouldn?t be long now before his first interview of the night would be showing up.

TAG: Kieran Zass

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IC: Old Anna
Anna?s Apartment, Crullov City, Corulag

The older woman nodded and smiled warmly as each of the group was introduced. ?A pleasure to meet you and your men, Colonel. Folks around these parts just call me Old Anna.? After pouring tea into the cups for the rest of the Colonel?s men, she stood and took the empty teapot back to the kitchen. ?You boys let me know if there?s anything I can do for you while you?re here. My home is your home while you?re here.?

TAG: Veers

 

IC: Azul and Rye

The tiny blond paid no attention to his new boss, as he was now going over some poor unsuspecting victim's system, taking and deleting information, and working to shut the whole thing down. On his mind at least.

Azul's eyes, on the other side, snapped open.

?They did,? Jav said as Finn handed him his brandy and he took a quick drink, ?but there are some memories she brought up I?d like to drown away at the moment"

This caused the young woman to take a sideways glance at the Duros. He was an interesting guys, truth to say, and the thing that intrigued her the most was that she couldn't read him. No matter how hard she concentrated, she couldn't. And that was her biggest tallent. She could tell a lot about a person just by looking at him. She all ready had a pretty good idea of who the bartender was, like he wasn't married, but that didn't mean he...slept alone.

And one of the patrons, directly in fron of her, two tables down from where her co-workers sat, he had had a fight with his wife that morning, she was sure he was a father, and that he was having trouble with money. Plus, no matter he wasn't in his five sences, he didn't like drinking, he was just trying to forget his misery.

Now, how come she could tell even more about everyone, and she knew nothing of the Duros capitain.

Her icy eyes set upon the patron again. Poor man...

Tag: Any

 

IC: Kieran Zass

Kieran strode purposefully out to landing pad 267 and saw the Fool's Gamble. Though ancient, it was definitely Imperial. The almost certainly modified VT-49 still retained the trademark sleek and sharp style of Imperial vessels, and the sight of it was almost enough to bring about a wave of homesickness.
Alongside the ship was its Duros captain, a competent looking spacer who was likely waiting for him.
Regaining his composure, Kieran walked towards the ship. Captain Jav would now be able to see the Imperial insignia on his left shoulder or right gauntlet and the silver lightsaber hanging from his belt, details that would have been missed during his earlier call.
When he was within speaking distance, he said "Hello, captain. I'm Kieran," and extended a gloved hand for a handshake.

TAG: R_Zion

 

IC: Captain Jav Boran
Landing Pad 267, Newport District, Coruscant 16:00 hours

Staring out at the vines and plantlife that was growing along the buildings below the landing pad, the sound of bootclicks on metal caught his auditory canals. His first applicant was here. On heel, he spun around to greet the man who approached but was caught slightly slack-jawed at the site of the man. It was an Imperial Knight, right down to the red armor and standardized lightsaber. This couldn?t possibly be his applicant, could it?

?Can I ask help you, sir?? he asked hesitantly.

Once within speaking distance, the man said "Hello, captain. I'm Kieran," and extended a gloved hand for a handshake.

Jav shut his mouth and tried to put a smile on his face, trying to hide his surprise as he took the man?s hand and shook it firmly. Well, the applicants name was Kieran Zass according to S2, so this had to be the man. Putting on a diplomatic front, he looked the man over once more before finally speaking. ?A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Zass. So tell me, what bring a man such of yourself here, interested in joining my crew??

TAG: Kieran

 

IC: Kieran Zass

Kieran could feel the captain's strong will, which meant that a mind-trick was out of the question. Instead, Kieran nudged feelings of acceptance and goodwill towards the Duros with the Force as he spoke.
"I'm sure your droid told you what I said to it when I called earlier," he said "about wanting to leave Coruscant. I seem to have lost my purpose, and I'd very much like to work for the opportunity to find it again."
Kieran smiled accommodatingly. "If you'll have me, of course."

TAG: R_Zion

 

IC: Captain Jav Boran

Placing a hand on his chin, the Duros looked the young Knight in his eyes as if he was trying to read him. ?Tell me, Mr. Zass?.or do you mind if I call you Kieran?... I heard a brief recording of your conversation from S2 earlier. I know all of the plight of the Imperial Knights, having heard of their devotion to the Emperor?the true Emperor? from those I?ve met in the past and I can understand why you want to get off this planet, but what kind of commitment can I expect out of you? How do I know you won?t just jump ship at the first safe Imperial haven??

TAG: Kieran

 

IC: Kieran Zass

"Kieran is fine, Captain".
Jav asked a valid question. Imperials of the past had sometimes been less than trustworthy, and now that the Sith were running things, it was worse than ever.
"You don't know that I won't abandon you," Kieran said. "But I don't know that you won't turn me in to the Sith to collect the bounty. Even if I didn't intend to stay with you for as long as you need me, you'd still have the upper hand."

TAG: R_Zion

 

IC: Captain Jav Boran

?An equally valid concern,? he stated solemnly, though as he spoke the next few words, his facial features took on a firm demeanor, as if he spoke from experience. There were apparently things in his past not outwardly evident in a mere cursory examination. ?Trust me, however, when I say that I want nothing to do with the Sith in this or any other life time. As well, we have others amongst the crew who have similar problems that I?m trying to deal with, so don?t think you?re alone with being unloved by the powers that be? though, the boy?s bounty is with the Hutts and not the Empire, thank the force.? Noticing that he was starting to talk to himself, Jav shook his head and looked back up as his gaze had drifted towards their feet. ?Anyway?are their any other manual skills you can offer to the ship? Any good at repair? Good in a gun turrent? Scouting??

TAG: Kieran

 

IC: Kieran Zass

"Most of my training was spent learning to use this," Kieran said, indicating his lightsaber. "And one of these can go a long way towards getting people to see your point of view. If that doesn't convince them, I've got a few... other methods of getting information from people, too0." Some might call his "other" method invasion of mental privacy, but Kieran preferred to think of it as using his gifts to his advantage.
"At the very least, I could get you a nice discount on parts and equipment."

TAG: R_Zion

 

IC: Captain Jav Boran

Jav nodded slowly. ?I suppose having someone around with your skills could be hand, but there are a few grounds rule, Kieran. 1. Ditch the armor. It draws too much attention and I don?t want you to give the crew a startle when they get back. You can put it in one of the lockers in the cargo bay and we can lend you some of my clothes until we can get you some clothes of your own.?

Pausing, he held up two elongated blue digits. ?2. You can keep the saber, but keep in concealed and only use it in extreme circumstances. I have some spare weapons you can use in the meantime.?

Another digit raised as he came to his next point. ?And finally, 3. If and when you do decide to jump ship at one of our ports, give me a little advanced warning if you can so I can start looking for a replacement. Now then, if you?ll go up into the cargo bay there, S2 will show you to my cabin so you can change?that is, if you accept my terms. If not, I?ll gladly transport you wherever you want to go?for a price.?

TAG: Kieran

 

IC: Kieran Zass

"I can agree to that," Kieran said. "Probably for the best, too. You can never be sure who'd be willing to sell a guy out for some credits." Kieran thanked the captain, and headed up the loading ramp into the ship. The interior was quaintly familiar, and with the droid's help, he quickly found his way to Jav's quarters.
Kieran unclipped his armor and tossed it on the captain's bunk. Though barely used, it had become a part of who he was. It was a symbol of the Empire and his devotion to it. Now that he had to discard it, Kieran felt a little more detached from the Empire as well.
After wrapping his armor and gauntlets in his cape and setting it in the cargo bay, Kieran went about trying to find some replacement clothes. He kept his boots and pants, but walking around without a shirt made Kieran feel a little self-conscious, despite his body having been molded by decades of rigorous training.
In Jav's closet Kieran found a shirt that was a little too tight for him, but was probably just right for the Duros and a jacket in a style that he'd seen many species wearing.
Comfortable with his choice, Kieran made his way to the main hold and turned on a viewscreen that looked to have just been installed.

 

IC: S2-56G
Cargo Bay, Fool?s Gamble 16:15 hours

Armor pieces in his robotic grip, S2 made his way from the Captain?s cabin to the cargo bay with swift steps. Making his way over to the row of lockers along the far wall, the droid opened up one of the end lockers and gently put Kieran?s Imperial Knight armor into its confines and, once stowed, secured the locker so that no one could accidentally find it. Then, moving down a few lockers, he found inside one of their spare blaster pistols and a leather holster for it.

?Excuse me, Mr. Zass,? S2 called as, after getting the equipment, he made his way over to where their latest crewman sat watching the viewscreen, ?but, at the Captain?s request, I wanted to give you these and ask if there was anything I might be able to get you to make you comfortable.?

TAG: Kieran

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IC: Captain Jav Boran
Bridge, Fool?s Gamble 16:20 hours

With time to spare before his next appointment and his new crewmen secure and comfortable in the cargo bay, the Captain figured now was as good a time as any to contact Crandon the Hutt. He had received the signal frequency to contact him from Queen Jool and read that she had done what she could for him. Now, as she had told him before, the rest was up to him. Keying in the channel, it took a few seconds to make a connection but finally the figure of the Hutt?s Quarren majordomo appeared on the comm. screen. After identifying himself, the Quarren quickly shuffled away and his image was soon replaced by the grotesque visage of Crandon the Hutt.

<So, you?re the man who has Ryelee Hadrian>, Crandon bellowed in Huttese. <Jool?s told me all about you. You?re supposed to be an upright man, though fearless and inventive at the same time so I can forgive that.>

Jav smirked. Only a Hutt would find uprightness a detriment. ?So tell me, Crandon, why the bounty on the boy??

<He took something that belongs to me? precious credits. I?ve already had one of my hunters tracking him, but after a debacle where the fool blew up a diner and drew the Imperials? attention, I had to? terminate his employment.>

?Well, that?s great and all but, really, tell me how much he took from you and I?ll gladly repay it in full, with interest!? That last part should have gotten his attention, Jav figured, but surprisingly, Crandon seemed unimpressed.

<The credits don?t matter to me anymore. Retribution does. Give me the boy and I won?t have to send any hunters to bother you. You can even keep his owner if you like. I have no business with her. She has served my Kajidic well.>

?I?m sorry, Crandon, but I won?t give the boy up, he?s part of my crew now and under my protection.? He paused and looked as a heavy scowl formed on the mud-skinned Hutt?s brow. ?Like I said, though, if there?s something I can do to repay his debt, I?ll be happy to do it.?

Opening his mouth, the crimelord began to say something when his majordomo came up from behind and whispered into his ear. Whatever he had been told caused the Hutt to let out a deep, guttural laugh. <Hohohoho! Perhaps there is something you can do for me after all>, he said with a slight grin. <On a space station in orbit of Toydaria. I have a few large containers I would like you to ship to Vespar the Hutt on Tattooine. I?m sure he will greatly enjoy wants inside and in exchange for this I will revoke the bounty on young Hadrian. Is it a deal, Captain Danar?>

Something inside Jav told him this was a trap? that this was too good to be true, but what other choice did they have? Nodding his head, he let out a light sigh. ?Alright, Crandon, it?s a deal. As soon as we drop this load of Boga noga on Corulag, we?ll pick-up your shipment over Toydaria.?

<Excellent. I?ll let my people there know you?re coming and I?ll send you the coordinates before the end of the night. Consider Hadrian free.>

?That?s very gracious of you, Crandon.?

?Yes, it is.?

And with that, the Hutt ended their comm. connection and slumped back into the pilot?

 

IC: Kieran Zass

Kieran took the items from the droid, and inspected the blaster.
"Thanks," he said as he clipped the holster to the right side of his belt, opposite to the lightsaber that he still wore.
"Need anything? Hmm." Kieran thought for a moment. "Well, I suppose if you had any extra glowrods lying around I could swap the shell with my saber so it's less conspicuous."

TAG: R_Zion

 

IC: S2-56G
Cargo Bay, Fool?s Gamble 16:16 hours

"Well, I suppose if you had any extra glowrods lying around I could swap the shell with my saber so it's less conspicuous."

With a motion that was almost halfway between a bow and a nod, S2 made he way over to a supply crate beside the lockers and retrieved a glowrod from inside, making a mental note that they?d need to buy a new one of those.

?Here you go, sir,? the droid chimed as he handed Kieran the rod. Curiously, he looked down at the lightsaber and tilted his head to the side by but an inch or so.

TAG: Kieran

 

IC: Kieran Zass

Kieran took the glowrod and noticed the droid looking curiously at his lightsaber. He got up from his seat and walked to a nearby counter, motioning to the droid to follow.
"A couple of crystals focus energy from a power cell into a stable beam of energy, in case you're wondering how it works," He said. Kieran placed his lightsaber and the glowrod on the counter and unscrewed the top section of the saber. He tilted it toward the counter and cupped his palm at the opening. A stack of exotic looking parts slid out of the weapon into his hand. "We use a standard design to represent our devotion to a single cause, rather than just running around willy-nilly with individually designed sabers like the Jedi do... or did, anyway."
After placing the parts on the counter next to the empty lightsaber shell, Kieran repeated the process with the glowrod, then switched the parts of the two items and sealed them back up.
Apprehensively, Kieran pressed the activation switch on the former glowrod and a sizzling silver blade sprung to life, accompanied by a familiar snap-hiss and throbbing hum. Satisfied, he deactivated the saber and tested the new glowrod. A completely harmless and silent beam of light made a bright spot on the wall on the other side of the hold, and Kieran mused that someone could very well mistake the item for a real lightsaber and try using it in combat, only to be very disappointed and possibly very dead.
"See? Good as new," he said, then handed the glowrod over to the droid.

TAG: R_Zion