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Nal Hutta

Zara was still dazed and trying to figure out what had just happened, standing still amidst all the chaos going on around her. She did notice that the Je'daii woman seemed to be in some particular kind of distress, even falling to the ground for a moment. Zara couldn't help but wonder what it was that brought a powerful Je'daii master to her knees like that...
She had just barely noticed the very familiar assailant when she saw master Stone grab Dawson and shout at him; Zara hadn't caught all of the words but she presumed the Je'daii was accusing him of selling them out.
Zara shook her head, walking over calmly and placing a hand on the woman's arm.
That woman... she was aiming for him. We met briefly in the palace, he angered her, and... now it seems she has a grudge. Believe it or not, you Je'daii aren't the only ones who've got others out for your heads...
Meeting Dawson's eyes now and projecting her thoughts to him, a half smile crossing her face for a moment.
You've always had a way with women, haven't you? By the way, that's twice now. You're still at one. She was of course referring to the times she had saved his life, or at least saved him from serious injury.

Streets of Nal Hutta

Everything had happened so fast, but to his eyes everything had played out in slow motion once the shot rang out over the constant noise of the plaza. He had seen the shot coming for them, but was about to throw himself on top of Zara when she stopped the shot and for that brief moment he saw her as someone else who had a knack for saving his skin. This was all ended of course when the female je'daii grabbed him and started her accusations.

'Is this the bounty you spoke of..is this your doing?..answer me!

He wanted to react to her in the same way she had to him but he knew it would get him nowhere. He was about to speak when she started to appologize, he noticed Zara's hand around the woman's arm and chalked that up to his first mate


"Forgive me...we've been in hiding for so long..this place..

"It isn't safe out here in the open...where are the others?

Let's head on to the Cantina...the others will follow...Dawson..please lead the way...


You've always had a way with women, haven't you? By the way, that's twice now. You're still at one.

He smiled at the woman shaking his head at her, 'she might make a fair pirate yet.'


"I did suggest we put this entire planet behind us did I not? Ah I can see even now I will gain no ground on that issue. Firstly I want nothing to do with bounty hunters, I have a few on my own head after all. Why would i wish to deal with one capable of taking down je'daii?" he moved his hands as he spoke, pausing to gesture for them to follow him.

"Secondly, you must have been hiding under a rock to not know you and your order are all wanted fugitives... I do not know who posted the bounty but it is not a cheap one, even offering to pay for information on where you might be operating out off. That to me stinks of desperation, but I digress, if i had to wager a guess I would say an imperial posted the bounty with the intent of murdering who ever tried to cash it in and claiming their work as his or her own. Thirdly," he paused the word tasted rather funny to him "It is forgiven, if I held a grudge for every time someone tried to rough me up, well I would not be in the position I am today." he stopped speaking outside of a slightly less rundown building on a small hill over looking the plaza they had just crossed through.

"And lastly we have arrived, the drinks are at best watered down and worst down right toxic. The food well..... if you have not seen it breathing on Nal Hutta i would suggest not eating it, especially if you have a weak stomach"

Dawson gestured for the women to enter briefly pausing to scan the horizon for the two other male's in the group hopefully with the would be sniper in tow.

Dxun-Ruins

Croix left the Torpedo and headed for the other ship. He went up the boarding ramp and it lead to the cargo hold. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, it was mostly just supplies and normal grade shipments for a merc. ship. Croix felt the presence a little further, it was past a few durasteel doors past a few of the living quarter rooms. Finally he reached a door that was locked, it was the captains door and was magnetically sealed off. this would normally pose a problem but as for Croix he was easily able to use the force to unlock it.
After unlocking it, it opened to no one there. It was a little disappointing that no one was here. Croix had wanted to test his skill. But he still felt a presence, it was coming from the bed, getting closer he could feel something different about this being, it was projecting a small wave of force patterns. Croix crouched down and looked under the bedding to see a small furry rodent. Could this rodent be force sensitive? Is it possible that this rodent might be a bit special? It appears so...

Mizu pushed herself shakily to her knees and grabbed her cutlass scabbard.
"I could bring you to the others, but frankly I don't know them or what they'll do to you. So i'm going to give you one chance. Attack me, take your weapon, and leave. You attack us again, and next time i'll bury you. Take it or leave it, but if you do take it make it look good."
The fall had taken alot out of her and that kick to the stomach hadn't helped much. Shaking her head to try and clear the blurry vision in her eye she raised her scabbard to bash the man over the head.....and promptly fell unconscious beside him.

Epoch Wren

After the cargo hold had been cleared out, Cedric was left alone in silence. Did all of them really just abandon ship like that? He would have thought that at least one person would have stayed to watch guard. But with his blindfold, it was impossible for him to tell. He thought he was alone, but he couldn't be too sure... after waiting about ten minutes and hearing nobody, he decided to test it to make sure that no one really was here with him.
"Pardon... I don't mean to impose, but I really need to use your lavatory... it's just that, I'd hate to make a mess of your cargo bay floor..."
A pause. No one answered.
This was the opportunity he needed...
His arms tied behind his back, he brushed against the storage crate he had hidden in, feeling for a loose nail, a jagged edge, anything. To his luck, there was a bent nail he could easily pull out. It still took him almost an hour to tear through the thick cloth bindings, but eventually he was loose. Surprisingly no one had bothered to check up on him during that time.
Flexing his sore wrists for a moment, he untied the blindfold along with the last of his bindings.
Even luckier, his weapons had been left right there where they had taken them off.
Ced smirked. Clearly none of them had dealt with Imperial Intelligence before if they would leave an agent unaccompanied in a room with his own armaments. He quickly armed himself and snatched his stealth field generator, activating it immediately.

Nal Hutta

"Your "mistress" had an accident. You're a ship AI right? Where are you? I'll find the ship and drop her off for you."

"That's a lovely sentiment..." Corvin said from the rooftop, before landing beside Logan in a half-crouch, then standing to full height. "But I don't much like the idea of getting shot at again when she comes to."

"Corvin..Corvin..we are at the Cantina,...find Logan and meet us here..."

Corvin pulled out his comm and received the coordinates from the secure channel. "On our way!" he said definitively. Putting the comm away, he turned to Logan and added "Bring her along. I'd like to have a few words with her that don't involve blasters and fire, and something in this wretched hive is bound to wake her up." With that he turned on his heel and made his way toward the cantina, signaling his companion to follow.