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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 11:25 pm
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Nal Hutta - Zebro's Palace
I don't care what you take home as long as they don't slow us down.
"That's the spirit!" he exclaimed with hearty laugh eyeing several of the dancers in the space port. Twi'leks mostly and a particularly miserable lot at that, but with proper nourishment and he suspected several bathing's no one would ever guess where they came from. "Unfortunately I do not trust strange women alone in my ship, especially ones from hutta. Perhaps on the way back ladies." he snapped his fingers and pointed at a pair of voluptuous dancers dressed in shimmer silk outfits. The two giggled and exchanged glances waving after them, they weren't impressive specimens but the man new that if he plucked them from this place they would be incredibly grateful.
Once they had exited the the small port the pirate let out a low whistle looking out towards the desperate hovels that dotted the town outside of the palace "Even for a Hutt these conditions are poor. Nine to one that slime dosen't have what he owes me and makes some promise of greater pay out if I help him quell this or invest in that. If he wasn't a member of the crime families I would have salted him years ago. Make no mistake though I do not fear the Hutt's they have their uses and sadly they are of use to me." he spoke as the walked along the broken tiled foot path. They traveled for about a mile or so before he stopped and looked at the largest building in the area, but even then it was largely unimpressive. It was a tall domed tan colored brick building with a small taxi stand on one side of the path and an unimpressive marketplace on the other with merchants trying to sell their knock off and imitation goods to any one desperate enough to buy them.
Dawson did his best to ignore them but they noticed his finery and immediately assumed he was a fool with credits and they so desperately wanted them. "Save it, we aren't buying. No I do not need your 'spices', That weapon has a defective power core, and I can see the blood stain and the blaster scaring on that 'collectible'." he wove his hands trying to shoo them away occasionally reaching for one of his blasters just to get the point across that we was serious.
Once he had pushed pass the throng of merchants, and spice addicts he stepped inside the palace. The pair of Weequay guards looked at him but said nothing, they clearly had no interest in who came and went as long as they weren't shooting at them. The Zeltron prodded his thumb at a large bust of a hutt on a pedestal inlaid with the wall. "Would you look at that? Zebro must thing he is some type of big shot all of a sudden.... I just might loose that wager. Now if only the real thing was as small, silent, and clean as this one eh?" Come to think of it Dawson was unsure if the woman had ever dealt with the hutt's let alone met one in person.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 8:43 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 3:07 pm
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Nal Hutta - Zebro's Palace
Zara smirked at the stone bust. Smells better too, no doubt. she added. The first time she had dealt with a Hutt, or rather stood back and watched her captain deal with one, the stench had been so overpowering that she threw up in one of the palace's bathrooms after they had left. She felt a prickling on the back of her neck. She lightly touched Dawson's arm for a moment and looked behind from where they had come, through the doors of the palace which were just closing. She couldn't see anyone who looked too out of the ordinary, at least by Hutta standards. Yet she could have sworn she felt something odd the entire time they were walking... a presence, a Force signature... perhaps it was only her imagination, but still... Be wary. We may have been followed. And I'm not talking about the junk sellers. Perhaps this person could be a potential ally, if not a traveler who happened to be here at the same time as them. Of course it was much easier for Zara to assume that everyone was her enemy until they had proven otherwise. At least she was able to act dumb, play the mute bodyguard. Or whatever excuse Dawson had come up with last time, his antisocial first mate.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 7:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 8:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 9:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 11:28 pm
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Epoch Wren
"Your girlfriend? Actually nevermind, it's none of my business. So what do you guys do for fun around here?? "I'll just wait til we get to Nal Hutta, get my ship to collect me and then i'm back to business."
"What's wrong, Logan? You're not having any fun?" Corvin laughed, running his own hand through his hair as he watched Elyria go hurriedly toward the cockpit. "Elyria hasn't tied you up... that's good enough for me." He turned his back on his new guest, but left his door open while he reached for a discarded shirt and flight jacket. "But if you're taking off on Nal Hutta, I wouldn't worry about quarters... we should be there..." just as he said this, they could feel the distinct shift as the Epoch Wren dropped out of hyperspace, "Soon." he finished, with a winning scoundrel's grin.
"Alright!" he announced as he reached for his boots. "Let's see if we can't make this trip as short as possible!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2014 11:49 pm
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Croix was sitting with legs crossed in the cave. "Who are you spirit?" Crow asks wondering if the spirit was a guardian of the crystals or some powerful force user who left an impression on the crystals.
"My name be not important , know the path you follow is a dark a terrible one. you can still turn back and become something greater!" The force ghost walks up to Croix. "Just let go of the anger and hate deep in your heart!"
Croix closed his eyes and reached out with his feelings. "You speak as if I can just simply let go... After loosing everything I had. If you say I still have something to lose, I think i might know what it is. My sanity? My whole essence of the force? Your wrong old spirit. I know all about what I can still lose. The matter is i simply don't care. I'm controlling the force at hand, I'm making myself stronger, I'm growing into what I want, not you, not my parents, and most certainly not the force." Croix opened his eyes and looked up. He concentrated and took his mind to higher levels of thoughts. He willed the Orbalisks to causw him pain, making his connection to the darkside of the force all that much stronger. He was about to test his new found skill upon the ghost. "Wwait! W-what are you doing?! I"m disappearing?! Stop! I beseech you!" Croix was gaining a greater understanding of the force. A ripple was being made, the force within the cave was vanishing making a void to appear. Croix stood and went to the mound by the wall that caught his attention. He unearth two small shards and took them looking back only once. He was grinning and in his mind he knew this would be the start of a new era for him. The cave grew dark as Croix left. The spirit was now gone. The spirit was now... nothing. And the force that was binding the cave was leaving. Loosing its essence in the force, making it hollow, empty! Those who would try to reach out to feel this planet would feel a depression, a hole that would draw them in, drown them until they existed no more, leaving the body nothing but a mere shell. And the hole would continue to grow until most of the planet was consumed of any force sensitives. But such events would take thousands if not millions of years unless Croix were to travel across the planet and leave destruction in his wake.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2014 1:07 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2014 6:09 pm
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Epoch Wren
"Lose something?" she asked, her eyes trailing over the bundle in Elyria's lap, then scanning the floor around which the Je'daii was searching.
"Found it!" she reached around and grasped the crystal from under one of the consoles..sitting up a bit too quickly, she hit her head on the overhang.. UGH! Did you ever just have one of those days..." she rubbed the spot where she had banged her head, still sitting on the floor
"Good timing." she announced, looking out the window as Nal Hutta loomed before them. "Though I can't imagine why Corvin would have wanted to come back here..." she looked over at her guest and smiled. Maybe she could imagine it after all...
Elyria's eyes flew open.. What! We're here already?? I have to change...wearing my Je'daii robes on Nal Hutta would be suicide for sure! she stood up quickly scooping everything into her arms and rushing towards the door..opening it with the Force, she turned back to the Twi'lek I'll be back in a flash smiling back at De'avril as she went through the door, she bumped straight into Corvin and Logan..turning brilliant red she dropped everything she had in her arms "Sithspit" she said it under her breath "Sorry - I..I have to hurry and change - we're here! she started scrambling to retrieve everything..feeling totally mortified...scooping it up again she turned, face still flushed...be right back... feeling utterly foolish she rushed to her quarters, muttering to herself all the way "fine example of a Temple Master I make - stammering like an idiot dropping everything...
when she finally made it to her quarters, she dropped everything on the bed and began pulling things out of her own bag.. what to wear on such a foul planet...hmmm she found a simple cortosis weave black vest and a pair of fine black leather pants. Tossing her robes on top of the pile, she dressed quickly hooking a utility belt around her waist, packing it with various weapons and then before stuffing everything back in the bag and stowing it in the cabinet..placing Zara's satchel in a small drawer, placing a Force barrier over it and using the Force to securely cloak it, she then picked up Meshla's armor and placed it in the cabinet alongside her bag...glancing around the room to make sure it was no longer a disheveled mess, she slipped on a pair of black heeled boots and quickly ran a brush through her long copper locks...took a deep breath hoping to appear more composed and less of a hormonal teenage girl...and made her way back to the Bridge..walking in as casually as she could muster... "So..when do we land?
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2014 11:01 pm
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Voss - Voss-Ka - Space port
The commando was clawing at the unseen hand around his throat as the pressure intensified, he wanted to scream to call out to his brothers in arms to try and warn them of the monster that was about to slaughter them but it was all for nothing. He watched his vision blurry as a boulder smashed into the rookie, he tried again in vain to call out as the strange horned creature plunged its energy sword into the gunner's back and sliced at an upward angle, his captain saw the monster but it did him no good as he was propelled backwards by an unseen force. There was a brief release in the amount of pressure on his throat before he heard the bone shattering crack that had once been his spine and slumped to the floor.
With narrowed eyes the togruta surveyed the battle field, it was carnage, body parts strewn across the ground, a pile of civilian corpses, the gormak he brought with him had started looting and starting fires but now nothing stood in his way of leaving the planet.
One of the monstrous bipeds started to make its way to the shuttle, but the togruta was faster flinging its weapon out with the force slicing the creature's head off just above the shoulders. "Zhol kash dinora!" he roared as he entered the shuttle quickly bringing it into the air, it was an unarmed transport but it was the only one in the city. He longed to slaughter the gormak as their use to him was now over, but leaving them isolated on their world would suffice for the time being.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2014 11:23 pm
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