The sound of my boots hitting the solid ground of the docking bay was relieving to hear. There are no more people following me. " Im finnally free" i
spoke out loud absently. I kept walking towards the docking bay doors my lightsaber colliding gently with my hip. I look down and check to see that my black
robe is covering it up.. I dont need anyone attacking me right off the bat for no reason. I continue walking. avoiding the crowds of people in the
corridor's of the station until I reach the work office. I look at the receptionist I smile politly "Name please." "Krazen Valiz" I
respond. "Ok sit down on that bench over there and wait till we call your name" I sit down on the bench and think of my past and only wonder what
events await me in the future.
The Albino Rodian was leaning against a wall, his hat lowered, shadowing his face in blackness. Coruscant was a world Ativesa didn't often travel to, he
knew it was safer then Tatooine, well, to an extent. The point was, this planet just lacked the homey feeling that Tatooine gave him, though it might just be
because his home literally IS on Tatooine, nonetheless, Ativesa was lost in thought, completely oblivious to his surroundings. is concentration was only broken
by the sound of the secretary speaking loudly and clearly, the bounty hunter had finally found his mark.
This one had given him some trouble, though he could tell that the assassination would be quite easy, tracking that bastard down was almost impossible. His had
still tilted over his face, slowly he sneaked onto the bench where the man in his early twenties were. His hand slipped under his jacket and his blaster was
aimed perfectly and secretly at the secretaries head. The whole thing was over in less than one second, and in the large mass of people it was impossible for
anyone to tell who shot the blast. Once again, a perfect bounty hunting.
The Rodian leaned over and whispered over into the mans ear. "Lucky you didn't go along with her, she had a habit of making people disappear, I can
help you get along this planet though, my boss is from here after all". With that, Ativesa held his hand out, wanting to shake hands with the man.
The young man, looks at the rodian. A grin creeping onto his face he clasped the bounty hunters hand in a handshake, " Krazen.. Krazen Valiz.. And i would
love for some help, ... im relativly new here and can't quite figure out what there is to do for a man with my... Talents." Looking casually and the
people running around in panic he paused for a second. " we should hurry along, I dont want to have to kill some security if i dont have to."
Leaping to his feat the Rodian casually scanned his surroundings, the local guard was in turmoil as people flooded every nook and cranny in the place in panic.
A short hand signal to his new acquaintance was made, signaling him to follow Ativesa. Easily picking his way through the crowds they finally arrived at a
Cantina, true it wasn't the best one around, but it'll do, after all, guards almost never checked Cantina's. Ordering a corellian ale for himself
he sat back on at the bar, taking his hat and placing it next to him. "So, what... Talents... do you posses".
"well... im a fairly good at a blaster. and I know how not to get caught " Looks at the bartender and orders a drink. "Theres plenty of other
things im good at, but heres not the place for me to tell you" while Casually looking at the door three gaurds walk in. "Well i guess i can show you.
are you ready to run? the minute the last one hits the ground?"
(OOC: Welcome to Imperial Center. Heart of the Empire. If you wish to relocate to avoid this, now is your cue to move elsewhere where random shootings are
tolerated.)
"Well, well. Looks like someone is tempting Imperial Security to do better at their jobs."
If anyone looked happier at the random shooting in the middle sectors of the Imperial Capital, it was the Central Commander of Imperial Intelligence. The local
guards were, as usual, not up on par with this kind of lawlessness. But if there was a man who loved to put into practice the tenets of the Tarkin Doctrine,
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg was the man. One could say he was too eager, but few bothered to voice said opinion.
"Close off the entire area. Halt all air traffic headed in or out of a five kilometer radius in all directions. Move all available
tactical units and intelligence gathering agents into the sector, halt all transit systems inbuilt to the buildings and shut down all power to the affected
region. Have broadcast droids report that an Imperial Official has been murdered under the very nose of Imperial Security. Inform every one that they are all
considered guilty unless they assist in rooting out the culprits. Anyone with unauthorised weapons are to be arrested immediately or detained. All
aunauthorised aliens and force sensitives are to also be detained. Its a good opportunity for this sweep that we had been planning for months."
The local security chief nodded in agreement. Albeit with a strain indicating his disapproval of this heavy handed act. But ISB was willing to show only their
insignia in this op, the news media would only show that Imperial Security had reacted to the breach in protocol. No one killed an Imperial Official,
regardless of reason, on Imperial Center.
"Leave no corner, leave no shadow, leave no crate unturned. We shall reclaim that sector in the name of Imperial Law and keep the
peace of Imperial Capital by showing this one sector, ten kilometers in diameter, as an example of what we shall do to enforce said law. All those doubted of
being guilty shall be arrested as if guilty. All those who do not adhere to the tenets of the New Order shall also be guilty. All those who hide these
unfortunate souls shall share in their guilt. Remind the people of this Galaxy...Why. They. Need. Us."
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.
Ativesa laughed a little at his new acquaintances comment, it was pointless to shoot the guards since no one had known that Ativesa had done it. A trained
bounty hunter such as himself knew how to be discrete, even at a pointblank range. "Don't even bother, those moronic guards over there will have no
idea who killed her, they're clueless". Slowly the Rodian's hand reached out and gripped his hat tightly, a safety precaution he always took.
At that moment, his comm began to vibrate, it was his main contact, the old Sullistan. In his quietest voice the Sullistan told Ativesa that the Imperials
began a full sweep of the city. "Echuta, why the hell would the Imps start a full sweep for that"? Muttered the Albino Rodian under his breath.
Normally, this would be an easy situation to escape, the problem was, his friend here hadn't passed through security yet, because of that, he would be a
prime suspect.
"Alright, since we're in a special Cantina on the outer edge of the city, I guarantee that at least half of the people
here are pirates, even in the Imperial center, but we must be cautious". Glancing over at the guards Ativesa knew they needed to avoid contact. At the top
of his lungs Ativesa shouted. "HEY, THOSE THREE HAVE BOUNTIES ON THEIR HEADS"! It was a challenge to almost every pirate in the Cantina, one they
jumped at the chance for, the only sad thing was. The poor guards never saw it coming, they were dead on the floor at the very instant Ativesa had finished his
sentence.
Alright, phase one of my escape plan is complete, now all we need to do is wait for the Imp's to get here . The Rodian leaned over and whispered
into Krazen's ear. "Alright, here's the plan, when the Imp's get here there will no doubt be a giant firefight, in all the chaos it gives us
an opening to get the hell out of here via a hidden back entrance into the sewer, believe me, this is pretty much a pirates Cantina, but speaking of Pirates,
how would you like to be a blue star pirate, we could use someone with your talents". With his latter comment finished, there they began the wait for the
inevitable.
OOC: Wow.... Never knew my muse was that high, oh and Izaak, I'm always in the mood for a Challenge, BRING IT ON BRUDDA!!! Just one thing.. no bombing the
Cantina >.>.... Oh and b4 I forget, welcome to Sithlore, stick with me and crazyness seems to follow you :P.
OOC: Good to know I'll make sure to do that... I mean everyone likes to have a little crazy and alot of force lightning am i right?
Krazen smiled his trademark smile grinning from ear to ear as he looked at Ativesa "of course i'd like to be a blue star pirate!" Krazen reaches
into his cloak, pulls the handle of his lightsaber slowley out so that only Ativesa can see. " well if we need to fight to the sewers i assure you that
i'll be well prepared"
OOC: Details on Krazens Lightsaber,
Color: Orange (should be red but w/e)
the hilt is rather special, it seems to made out of a onyx or coal like substance however its solid metal.
OOC: And here's where I step in. While I should have done this from post one I've been busy so pardon a very late Force mod.
On Sl everyone starts from nada with the Force and such. So the lightsaber cannot survive this intro thread and the character can have no previous training
which means no powers. I'd explain more in depth but I must milk the most out of this morsel of free time by tending to as many matters as possible.
With that being said, carry on gents and I expect to see the light weapon destroyed or otherwise lost during the course of this storyline.
(OOC: By relocate, I meant outsmart the authorities, and get the hell out of Imperial Center. Unless you want to be captured, your lightsaber confiscated,
tortured and then experimented upon for being a force sensitive.)
The main control room of the Central Headquarters was now filled with activity. They had finished locking down the entire sector and then Izaak waited. His men
wanted to send in the agents immediately to weed out the unwanted, but the central commander stalled their dedicated advance by stating clearly that they would
not need to wait long.
Off near the site of the first murder, three blips of the local security forces, dissapeared. Izaak turned to his men and nodded in approval. The security had
been tipped off by the ISB agents all the facilities and locales that housed dissidents and sympathisers of anti-Imperial movements. They naturally would go to
these locales such as gambling parlours, warehouses, cantinas...why was it always cantinas?
"What are the possible escape routes from that cantina do you think, Colonel?"
"The back door only leads to a trash disposal unit, its a mid-level sector so we are seeing at least two hundred stories or so to the bottom. Doubt they
would try that. The only other escape routes are the sewer system, of course they could easily escape through the main entrance but from the looks of it you
got that covered."
"Correct. Send the drones into the sewer system and kill anything in there. No one should be in the Sewers anyways. Only maintenance
droids. Send in the fire-truck. Burn the criminals out of that cantina and arrest anyone who claims to own it."
If they were expecting some squad to move into the cantina at the death of their security brethren, the pirates were sorely dissappointed. The standard exits
were surrounded by a few squads of riot-police, designed to keep the people in than anything else, and the next moment, two men in an unusual combat suit ran
into the cantina with a reinforced hose.
Before anyone could react, they pulled the lever and out gushed liquid fire. The alcohol in the bar began to explode and the people inside began to scream as
the heat and the chemical fire quickly cremated them for a funeral. Naturally those who had already prepared to leave via the sewer route, escaped this fate.
But Imperial Security Bureau had one last surprise for them in the form of seeker droids.
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: ok,so the lightsaber cant survive the thread. and i'll just say Krazen has no force training what so ever.
As the fire sprang forth from the hose, Krazen quickly flipped over a table and ducked behind it, sheilding him mostly from the flames. "Ativesa we have
to get out of here now!" he yelled over the screaming people and the crack of glasses as they burst. A burning pirate comes running by and Krazen Quickly
cuts him down with a blaster shot, and continues to dodge behind tables and the bar to get as far away from the flames as possible he then enters the secret
sewer passage way and dives in leaving the screams behind.
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The albino Rodian stood under cover and dragged Krazen down further into the sewer, totally safe from the fire. There he waited, some thought in the back of
his head telling him that there was something waiting for him. His suspicion was proven correct when he spotted two probe droids, not to hard to take out,
thought Ativesa as he withdrew his high powered sniper rifle.
Two shots were taken, and the droids exploded before even knowing what hit them, or enough time to send an alert to the Imperials, notifying them of their
location. He ran ahead, taking positions behind cover to spot more droids, there was only one other, which Ativesa quickly disposed of.
OOC: Sorry for the crappy post and long wait, I was busy with another site, sudden member boost and my crew was going on a journey, non-stop posting, yeash
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"As expected, Commander, we have spotted them in the sewers. The automated scanners gives us their exact location. They are running through that
level's central sewage system, its probably a matter of time before they find another exit."
"Commander! The last footage from the probe droids indicate the presence of a white Rodian. A similar Rodian was the only individual near the assassinated
Official who did not run in panic at the killing. Oh-Four-Fourty states a point nine seven probability of the culprit."
Izaak nodded, there was only one exit for the criminals and that was the sewage system. The trouble was, no one was in the sewage system in this day and age of
technology. Droids did the maintenance and all. All the sewage ran to a central pit that would take them down to the surface of Coruscant, in a straight drop
several hundred stories the drop would kill any odd individual stupid enough to go to a sewer when the security was hot on their tail.
"Flush the refreshers."
The Officers looked at von Schwartzkrieg with vacant expressions. Surely they did not hear that right...
"Uhh...Commander?"
"Purge the sewage system in that building. Lock down all horizontal tunnels, flood the sewers. The force of several
cargo trucks of filth and water should send those murderers to the central shaft. There are no railings, no safety nets, nothing. Its only droids that its been
designed for you know. Make sure you close the hatches to safety before you do so. Send the guards to every viable exit on the schematics. Tell them to put
their gas masks on. This is not going to be pretty."
They nodded with quizzical looks but issued the orders anyways. Because there were no people expected in the sewers, the blast doors would shut quite quickly
and without warning. The maintenance droids would get the message but that area was not under maintenance at this time so they probably wouldn't get much
forewarning. Of course, needless to say, people in sewers were probably all going to be criminals or homeless. No one was going to miss them. The local water
reservoir was directed to flood the sewer, all the automated refreshers flushed at the same time. The resulting tidal wave would send anyone not bolted down to
the central chasm.
"This should teach idiots not to murder in the Imperial capital of all places!"
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.
Krazen continued running, following behind Ativesa "so how are we getting out of this dump?" he whispered.
He looked behind them just to make sure nothing was following them, when he started to hear a faint rumble "ativesa ... we need to hurry and get out of
here, I have a bad feeling about this."
Still running through the maze of sewer's, Ativesa noticed all of the blast doors close. Followed by a faint rumbling in the distance. '%@$%, damn
those Imperials sure are determined, but I'm not so easy to take down'. Ativesa finally saw his destination, a fairly wide access tunnel that lead
into the lower city, the only problem is, it was sealed.
Quickly searching his pockets he found three thermal detonators which he proceeded to attach to the door, pulling Krazen back as he set them to detonate. The
door blew off and he ran inside the access tunnel along with Krazen. The water rushed by, and Ativesa braced himself, telling Krazen to do the same.a A flood
of water entered even the access tunnel, but it wasn't enough to knock Ativesa off of his feat. The access tunnel still flooded he made his way towards the
lower city. Finally finding a hatch similar to the one they entered the Sewer from. Ativesa pulled himself out and pulled Krazen up to the surface.
There, they saw a guard who had dozed off, but Ativesa would have to be ruthless, so he took a small knife he always carried with him in his boot and slit the
man's throat, an instant death. Dragging the body back down to where the sewer was, he tossed him down, no one would find the body there, and even if they
did, so what? The two were in a dark alleyway, but Ativesa would need to find a way to their true destination, the notorious under city.
"Seven four jay kay! Seven four jay kay, come in! The murderer is headed your direction! Seven four jay kay! Its no use sir. He is not coming in, all we
hear is snoring....Belay that. He just got himself killed."
"So the white rodian...and its caretaker is guilty of at least five murders of Imperial Citizens in the Imperial
Capital, in the past twenty minutes?"
Colonel Tasse prepared himself for the worst. Bracing himself he nodded in agreement. Not even the sewer plan worked and now....they had a serial murderer free
in the lower parts of the city. Lower City was filled with seedier establishments and was a favourite destination for lesser Imperial Personnel off duty. While
they had done preliminary sweeps over the past few years of the area and killed or arrested any major criminal organizations, they had left several major
players free who would ensure no new and foreign criminal powers would enter the districts. This white Rodian was the first in several years...well, him and
the random den of criminals they found the Rodian hiding in.
"Put up a bounty of one million credits on that White Rodian's head. Broadcast its footage on every holonet
frequency. Inform the public that there is the monster on the loose randomly murdering Imperial Citizens in cold blood. Check how it managed to get into
Imperial Center and also identify it. Its family shall answer for it in case we cannot find it. Put up both shields of Imperial Center at maximum power.
Scramble all available Starfighters and Imperial Squadrons out there. Deploy all six Interdictor Cruisers. No one goes in or out of the planet until that beast
is put down and its owner restrained. If they can kill five in less than half an hour, then that means more will die if we let that thing loose."
Throughout Imperial Center, on every frequency, the citizens and visitors were met with an official Imperial Security Broadcast. An ISB Lieutenant was on
screen with a datapad in his hands. Reading out from the official declaration, he began to rigidly speak.
"Attention, this is an Imperial Security Emergency Broadcast. As of this moment, at 1435 Standard Galactic Time, there will be a general lockdown of
Imperial Center. All registered Spaceports will be closed off immediately. All passengers and pilots are to patiently await. It has been proven that a wanted
criminal has unleashed a new strand of Rodians. Unlike their usual specimens, these humanoid beasts have white pigmentation, causing their skin to appear white
rather than the usual green. At this time, Imperial Security has comfirmed five Imperial Citizens having been murdered by one such creature in the past ten
minutes. Its contact with its caretaker has been comfirmed at district Ef Seventeen. The local cantina has been comfirmed to have been a criminal hideout.
All Citizens are requested to return to their homes and bolt their doors. As of this moment, the Albino Rodian and its controller has targeted only Imperial
personnel on duty, but they have been comfirmed to have escaped via the sewers to the lower city districts. It is assumed that all Imperial personnel off duty,
the citizens and the establishments that cater to these individuals are its next target. Please be aware that there is a possibility that there are more of
these creatures on the loose. Anyone who notices these monsters are requested to contact Imperial Security at your earliest convenience.
As of now, the Imperial Security Bureau Central Headquarters has declared a bounty of one million Imperial Credits for the rodian's death or capture. In
addition, any human caretakers it may be accompanied with also has a one million credit bounty on their heads, these accomplices must be taken alive for the
bounty to be effective, as they may have vital information as to the production of these violent bio-weapons. Anyone or any object attempting to escape the
planet is advised that the Shields, while always on, has now been powered at maximum. Escape is difficult if not impossible. All those ships that does somehow
manage to escape the system without Imperial authorisation level of Flag-Officer or higher, will be shot down on sight without warning.
Imperial Security thanks you for your co-operation."
(OOC: Murderers and their accomplices shall not be tolerated. It is most unfortunate that the new members think that the Capital of the Galactic Empire is as
lawless as Tatooine and that sticking around a random murderer is a good idea. My sincere apologies and condolences, Krazen, but I shall offer you one last
chance. And this time I shall spell it out to you. Hand over the Rodian, pretend to be a bounty hunter, be rewarded, and go join whatever faction you want.
Once you get the SLIU account set up, I shall discuss the matter with our faction leader and arrange for the one million credit transfer. As you can see, a
chance to demonise a racial minority is not something to be missed out by me or the Empire. But I am kind and generous. There is no reason for your character
to suffer because of another member's lack of desire to stick to common sense. Especially in your own starting thread. At least part ways with the Rodian
and let me deal with him in another thread where it will not affect your character's future as much. Up to now, your identity has not been known to the
Imperials. From here on out it will change. You are back out in the open. Logic shall dictate that your "New Start" will be one in the detention
blocks with a prize on your head. It will be most unfortunate if that becomes so.
You have been warned.)
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.
Krazen continued running behind the rodian suddenly he paused "Damnit.. i lost my lightsaber. it mustve been swept away when the water rushed past
us.."
'no time now to dally around. I need to find someone in charge and get my real job. which i was supposed to come here for'
as ativesa rounded the corner, Krazen turned on the commlink on his wrist. "sir.. im with the albino rodian. *whispering* im going to follow with him
until i reach the base of operations i'll send out a beacon with my location and you can come in and arrest them all, I'll be waiting for my pay when
this is done out"
Ativesa sighed as he heard Krazen utter only six words. Those six words infuriated Ativesa as he knew he was being stabbed in the back, even though he
couldn't hear whatever else Krazen was saying. The Albino Rodian had rounded a corner and Krazen had been left behind, so, taking advantage of the moment
Ativesa waited until Krazen as well turned the corner.
As soon as his former companion rounds the corner, Ativesa would aim a strong punch to his stomach, if that failed, he would aim another strike with his other
hand towards his neck. If even that failed, a simple kick to the other mans genitals would be necessary, each one of his strikes would end in a knock out if
they manage to score a hit.
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Krazen started to walk to meet up with the rodian but when he reached the corner, he began to feel a growing unease as if everything around him was hectic and
raced and on the verge of a explosion. Shaking his head a few times he reoriented himself and put his hand on his blaster, threat or not he wasent taking any
chances. Whatever lay behind this corner he'd be ready for.