OOC: Woah woah woah, back the train up, I'm sorry Krazen but that's mega meta-gaming........ Your char can't say, Oh I feel like something
bad's about to happen /pull out blaster, when in the post right before someone says they're planning an ambush.
OOC: Yeah, I'm just browsing here but if you were a seasoned role player a certain gut feeling might slide, but you are still way too green to know when
somethings about to happen. I agree, Meta-Gaming...
OOC: sorry to throw in my two sense but shouldn't this thread be moved to Genral Roleplaying or Cantina due to the high danger/excitement level involved?
"I look forward to the day when the last Emperor is strangled with the entrails of the last Sith."
Captain James Tartoc A.K.A. Dragon
OOC: Sorry to fill this thread up with this damned OOC chatter, after all this be RP land!
...But threads that start in DB rarely go on to other sections, especially as in this case it can have a nasty effect on the new people in question. After all
this is meant to wet their toe in the great sea that is SL, and in this case I think it should be left as a test. No need to have a new stater pulled in at the
deep end so quick, no?
(OOC: Considering the great amount of leeway that we have given you in this thread, my good Rodian, I can hardly think a "Gut Feeling" counts as
meta-gaming... Also keep in mind that he has seen you meet him in a cantina full of criminals that just recently got flushed out by fire, heard you boast about
being able to lie about a bunch of Coruscanti Security personnel somehow having bounties on their heads [keep in mind that bounties could also mean capture or
locate, the fact that your den of criminals that magically appeared in the capital of a despotic and ruthless regime, happens to get straight to the killing on
an unknown and unheard-of bounty that one rodian suddenly shouts in the middle of the cantina is a bit bewildering enough], seen you lead him through a sewer
system that somehow had hunter-seeker droids inside it waiting for him, got nearly flushed down to oblivion, saw you slitting a sleeping guy on duty because he
was there....I think when he hears a public broadcast about a white skinned rodian on a killing spree unheard of in recent criminal history of Coruscant save
that with Darth Vader and several hundred clone troopers in the Jedi temple...but that was not one guy, AND that the rodian, and anyone looking like they are
not being killed on friendly terms with walking down the street with automatically gets a one million credit [I checked the Imp treasury, we can spare two
million credits no problem, if Laz has a problem with it thats just a chat between me and him and I am sure I can justify this expenditure] bounties on their
head....
If that extra-ordinary...nay if that near legendary string of events does NOT give him a gut feeling of unease...He is either dense as lead or in dire need of
mental assistance.
What stops me from going in there with my own set of half developed NPCs to sort this thing out as quickly and as painlessly for the poor man whose entry
thread into SL has been messed up by you and me and removing ourselves from this thread, is that I know you are not exactly...established on SL either, and
thus it would be unfair...no, unsporting of me to deal with you in such a manner.
For every choice there be a consequence...in this case, your choice of planet to murder someone in broad daylight and then decide that being an Albino Rodian
was normal enough an occurence....Well. I say he should get his gut feeling. No ammount of inexperience can explain his lack of one...)
Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra
Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone
Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord
Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl,
Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed
Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
OOC( oh my gosh im so confused right now haha. I have people saying i cant be uneasy and cautious about an albino rodian who's shot, destroyed and other
wise created mayhem. I never said i had the gun out, i simply said that i have my hand on my blaster ( or at least thats what i meant to say)
OOC: Well I see your point Izaak, though I'd prefer Krazen edits his post a bit saying he did more than just had a gut feeling, I mean at least turn the
corner or something, and I do see the whole Cantina issue, thing is, At the time, I believe I forgot curoscant was the Imperial capital, but I never said that
it was a criminal hideout, I just said that in every Cantina there are a few pirates, and I happened to know of one that had a few more that usual, just
because it was in a rougher part of the city, sorry about the lack of specifics, and at the time I assassinated the man, I'm positive I didn't know
Curoscant was the Imperial capital, I apologize for the inconvenience I caused Krazen. On another note, most low level pirates, low recruits etc, they're
typically not the most intelligent bunch. Most would do anything for a quick credit or two, if I'm not mistaken of course. Also, almost EVERYONE has a
bounty on their heads nowadays, The rebellion, jedi, etc. Personally I don't find it too hard to believe that a few pirates jumped at that chance. As I
said though, I agree with you, if you'd like, I'll edit my post. Sides, I don't think I was givin THAT much leeway >.>... Give me SOME
credit DX, or if you'd like, I could say I ditched Krazen in my next post and we can move this whole ordeal to a new thread, where you can try your hardest
to catch me.
Once again, I apologize for my forgetfulness, but like I said earlier to Krazen, offer to join the BSP is still open XD, that is all.
Oh and one more thing, Izaak, you made me sound very awesome IMO XD, although, I think I'm a tad bit craftier than you'd think, go ahead and try as
hard as you'd like to catch me, It's just a character, besides, playing as a Rodian inside of a detention block might prove interesting, well, maybe
not, but meh.
(OOC: Lets get back to the business at hand. You two just concentrate on getting away and we will leave it at that shall we? I Suggest Tatooine if you want
to find recruiters for Pirates.)
A few moments had passed since they had transmitted the location of the sewage breach to a single troop carrier that ferried three individuals to their
intended target, or targets. The scanners were working full time as they traveled at top speeds and five of the cockpit crew had been delegated to spotter duty
of six crewmen. It did not take long for the Albino rodian to be identified in a small cleft between two stores at the same level as the cantina. A man bracing
himself with a hand over his blaster pistol could be seen around the corner. Both pedestrians could now see the ISB transport as it hovered a few meters above
them and down dropped two children and a man in a greatcoat.
"A rodian? Oh how fun it will be! Do you think he bleeds white as well, Dear Elder Sister?"
"Oh hush now, Dear Elder Brother! Dear Uncle said he wants this rodian alive, remember?"
The twins wore black clothes suited for a funeral, and the girl held in her hand a bundle of cloth taller than her. The boy held nothing but he was reaching
inside his coat and a handle could be seen for a small portable weapon.
"But Dear Elder Sister! Dear Uncle never said anything about not allowed to play with him!"
"That is true, Hello mister Rodian! Do you want to play with us? We can have so much fun, lets play hide and seek! You hide, I seek!
I will shoot you in the legs when I find you to let you know! And then we can go home and play nails! We will hammer nails into your arms and legs and you can
tell us how painful it is!"
As the twins laughed, the trio kept walking closer. If the children did not disturb anyone, the stoic silence of the man in the greatcoat would not have
helped.
Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra
Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone
Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord
Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl,
Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed
Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Knowing that Krazen was about to turn the corner he suddenly heard voices. It appeared to be, two sadistic children and a silent giant of a man. A small smile
began to cross the Rodian's lips. "Well, isn't this turning into quite a party". Uttered Ativesa quite loudly. In one single, swift motion he
launched his hat at the trio, before bolting off in the other direction, rounding a corner and heading towards his destination.
His lungs burned as he continued to sprint, not bothering to look back, looking for some way to get the hell out. Turning left into an Alley he saw a peculiar
looking elevator. For all Ativesa knew, he could be walking right into a trap, but it was a chance he was willing to take, he walked inside it and pressed the
down button, where it would take the Albino Rodian, is beyond him.
Krazen saw the ship land and the figures land softly onto the ground. In the blink of an eye Ativesa was gone, and so was the bounty, Krazen removed his hand
from his blaster and stared at the odd trio for a moment or two. There was something about them, almost graceful yet terrifying to see. Better to not act
suspicious who know's what they were capable of. Yet.. maybe by following with them they would lead him back to his bounty. With a quick flip of his black
hair, Krazen stepped forward waving casually to the trio, "Salutations, what might you three be doing in a sector such as this pleasent one?"
The girl smiled with her angelic face as she dramatically yanked the bundle of cloth from her burden. Revealing a heavy repeater with a large magazine that
indicated it was a slug-thrower type. A robust and simple machine that was of long ages past. But in this age of plasma and energy weapons, few were prepared
to combat against such archaic weapons. The boy also nodded as he unfolded his two combat axes in front of the human. The silent figure in a greatcoat was of
slightly above average height and his jackboots spoke for him.
"Why to hunt down that white Rodian, Dear Uncle wants to know more about him, isn't that right, dear Elder Brother?"
"But you had a hand over your blaster dear sir. Were you trying to catch him yourself? I think we disturbed his fun, dear Elder
Sister."
Schultz Sarath, the man in the greatcoat nodded to Krazen as he rushed forward to chase after the Rodian, but as he rounded a corner, he lost track of his
query already. He tapped his earpiece and seemed to mutter something under his breath and the transport above them departed to look around the corner.
"Aww...The rodian got away...Dear Uncle said no playing with anyone else...Are you a bounty hunter or something, Mister? If so...you
won't find much work here. Only the big groups work here. Its too safe. I hear the outer rim, places where there is less soldiers that is better for those
kinds of jobs. Its easier to play there, right, dear Elder Brother?"
"Yup! Come on dear Elder Sister, lets go and play with that wookiee we found the other day! I love wookiees! They can play with us a
lot longer than any normal people. Too bad we can't understand what they are saying, the Protocol Droid doesn't translate a lot of his words for us.
But its still fun to hear him roar in pain."
Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra
Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone
Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord
Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl,
Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed
Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Looking at the bizzare trio Krazen stared incredulously then a smirk spread across his face, and then turned into a large belly laugh.. "hahaha... why yes
I am a bounty hunter" suddenly serious again his smile gone, "yes you did disturb my fun, and now this entire day has been a large waste of time.
But, the outer rim sounds like an interesting place, if only i had a way to get there and equipment to use. Right now all my old equipment is in ill repair and
I cant afford to buy anything more."
As the transport rounded the corner again, an air-car stopped in front of the four unusual pedestrians. It appeared to be of practical use rather than of
any concern for appearance and thus had a robust look to it rather than any sense of elegance. A servant rushed out of the driver's seat and opened the
door for Izaak von Schwartzkrieg. Sarath saluted to the man immediately as he came out of the alleyway, the girl curtsied and the boy bowed. The sound of the
Central Commander of Imperial Security's cane against the walkway was foreign and unnatural in this seedier district of the city. It quickly became obvious
from his coat that an extra strap was wrapped around his torso. On his back was a cylindrical tube with a lizard-like Ysalamiri on it.
"Time is money for any bounty hunter and I am left to question your motives for coming to Imperial Center, however, its not like
Bounty Hunting is illegal in the Empire. I am guessing that we have disturbed your hunt, opportunistic as it may have been."
Withdrawing a datacard and pad, the long haired aristocrat began to tap something down on the small computer. A few minutes later, while the man-servant
ushered the twins into the car and Sarath boarded the transport, Izaak took the datacard out and then handed Krazen a credit chip.
"Take this datacard to the Imperial City Central Spaceport. Its a bit of a walk but I am sure you can purchase some transport to the
port using this credit chip. Should get you sorted out. There will be a shuttle leaving this evening at twenty hundred hours Galactic Standard Time. I have
reserved a seat for you. It should take you up to the passenger liner headed for Nal Hutta. The Smuggler's moon orbiting the Hutt planet, Nar Shaddaa,
should be a good enough locale to start your carreer on a better start than this day."
The chip contained fve thouand credits, more than enough to last a normal individual for two months or so provided one did not overspend. The ticket for the
liner was already paid for as well.
"Now I suggest you get moving. There are rules and guidelines for criminal activity on Imperial Center as well you know. An
independent worker like yourself will only get killed if he tries to spend the night here. Organized crime operates here, they tend not to like newcomers
ignoring their turf."
Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra
Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone
Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord
Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl,
Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed
Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
"Why... why thank you ... I dont believe i caught your name but, thank you again, I shall be on that flight, to Nar Shadda and out of the imperial city as
soon as the transport arrives. However are there any places that I might be able to buy a jetpack, or any weapons as bounty hunting is a fairly dangerous
buisness."
Izaak thought to himself for a moment as he calculated the logistics and the price tags on the items mentioned. Wepons were common enough in the outer rim, but
Jetpacks...
"Well, I am Izaak von Schwartzkrieg, a bit of an old face around here, as for equiptment, I would say that given your line of work,
the dealers in Nar Shaddaa will be able to sort you out for a price. Naturally you can get some closer to the core, but then you will need identification and
liscence, and would put you on the map of those with weapons. I doubt you want such attention. So in that case, you should prepare to pay a bit extra in hutt
space."
Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra
Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone
Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord
Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl,
Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed
Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
"Thank you kindly, I'll be on my way now to get transport to Nar Shadaa" Krazen sweeps into an elegant bow and then turns to walk away towards
the spaceport.
He spins around once and smiles at Izaak "if you should ever need my services here is my commlink codes" hands a datapad containing the codes and
sets off at a steady walk.
In a day or two he'd be on the hunters moon. He'd restock on supplies and weapons and perhaps find another bounty to take.
Catching the datacard and boarding the air-car in one swift motion, Izaak took his datapad out and inserted the card. Immediately transmitting the code to the
ISB central computer interface, he smiled at his two little cherubs.
"That, did not go too badly, children. It looks like even that Rodian knew when to cut his losses. Either case. Two potential
individuals in one day...a very rare occurence."
(OOC: I would recommend you leave this thread be for now, perhaps a pirate will recruit you in a cantina thread that you make. I also see our Rodian friend
getting himself in trouble in one, I am sure he can...recruit you in peace now that both of you have reason to leave the heart of the Empire. Once you get
yourself an SLIU account, PM me, I will transfer you the five thousand credits.)
Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra
Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone
Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord
Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl,
Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed
Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.