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 Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 4:03 am
Planet Name: Rattatak
System Name: Rattatak
Sector: Unclaimed regions
Region: Mid Rim
Terrain: Barren Wastelands
Zones: Battle Arenas
Rattatak is a small planet . Its people had been killing each other for centuries. Instead of creating space technology, they made big weapons. Soon, the population had almost completely destroyed their planet. And then the battle arenas were made. These arenas were used to show off the peoples great skills in battle to be bought has warriors for the highest bid- that is if the warrior is not killed.
In this day and age many come to Rattatak to seek out a good fight and to show of their skills and prowess in the arena's for a quick wad of cash.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 8:48 am
So, when was the last time, can you recall, that anything was said about the not-so-infamous bounty hunter and mercenary Graice Chorster? Aye, it has been a while. What has he been up to?
Graice and Kelen ultimately did finish the mission on Correlia, be it ages ago. Since then, many other a mission has been attempted. Some have succeeded, others have failed or had remained to be fulfilled. Mayhaps they carried too much under their belt, as some missions had yet remained to be finished, which was a reason to be anxious.
However, all feelings of old had been tossed away, in ways. You see, both Kelen and Graice had decided to split ways not long ago. Or mayhaps it was more Graice's doing. A previous conversation had led Graice to believe that they had reached a mutual agreement to split ways. So the very next morning, before Kelen has arisen, he had packed up his stuff and left.
Easier said than done, by all means. First, he had to get all of his belongings into the Docent (his ship), very carefully. Next, he flew his ship to a docking bay in Coronet. It was then he decided he wanted to sell his ship; if he still wanted to bounty hunt, he would need to be able to travel throughout the galaxy, and such was not possible with the Docent, as it had no hyperdrive. So, he decided to sell his ship for money to live off of as he made his new beginning; he could buy food, drinks (sparingly), and trips to planets around the galaxy via a public transport system, though however not cheap. He could mayhaps live a month off of the credits he earned from his ship. But, yes, when Kelen did awake, it would be no surprise if she had noticed quite a bit of change, including a loss of a companion and his belongings.
His belongings, yes. He had to buy multiple harnesses in order to carry his items on his body, as he no longer had a place to stash anything. The bit of extra bulk did not matter much to him, though he swore to himself that as soon as he could, he would buy a new starfighter with a hyperdrive and storage compartments, and do away with the harnesses.
So here is where Graice ended up as his story picks up again; this time, right outside the spaceport of Rattatak, awaiting a contact pertaining to a mission he had just recently accepted. This would not be any ordinary mission, however...
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 9:09 am
Dropping out of hyperspace in orbit of Rattatak, Exodus made it's entrence on the scene. As Erik had requested, it remained in a stationary orbit while he traveled to the surface. All of what was going on, Erik kept quiet from his companions.
Erik climbed into one of the troop transports. With the autopilot set to the to the meeting point, it allowed Erik to prepare for the met. Slowly, Erik removed most of his electronic gadgets. His rebreather, his gaunlets and his utility belt. The terms of the met were that he came as unarmed as possible. Erik placed the on the seat beside him and waited for the signal that the crat had landed.
It took alot longer to landed than Erik had thought, but knew that Graice would still be waiting. That is if he wanted to get off this rock. The signal was given and Erik left out of the transports rear exit. The meeting place was just ahead and Erik strode into it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 9:23 am
Graice watched as Erik approached him, judging by his sinister appearance to be the contact he was looking for. His looks mattered not, however. He was simply his client and Graice looked forward to doing the work, no matter what it be. His like of moral would soon sway over time, however.
He nodded. Erik nodded back.
Graice had kept his trigger finger steady on his rifle and ready to blow, due to the environment he was put in, but out of courtesy, as soon as it was clarified this was indeed the man in quesiton, he sprung his rifle into his caribiner on his utility belt and offered a hand.
"Grey Ghost, at your service, sir. Or you may call me Graice, whatever fits you best."
He put his best manners forward and tried to strike a formal appearance, at least as much as there was to be had, granted their location. He wanted to give the impression he was above the rest of the fighters who dwelled on this planet, seeking carnage.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 9:37 am
As Erik strode into the meeting place, he quickly found where Graice had been waiting. And with te reassuring sound of a rifle being placed back onto a utility belt, Erik felt a bit more comfortable. Yet, being on a dust bowl like this, Erik could not help but think of home. Kiffex.
Erik took Graice's out stretched hand and shook it with a firm grip.
"Erik Kolinkar, master of both side of the force. I believe that we both can benefit greatly from what I am purposing. That is if you are willing to push every limit of your being and become more then you ever thought you could be."
Erik stop shaking Graice's hand and looked around for something to sit on.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 11:12 am
Graice pondered how to respond to this, and moreover, what it meant. He tried not to think much of it; now was not a time to think deeply, as far as he knew. He tried to use the subtlies of language to wax a way out of a lecture or something of the sort.
"Heheh... well... if more than whatever I could be makes me money, then I'll always give it a shot. Tell me, what needs done doing?"
Mentally, he made a note to himself the force capabilities of the man in front of him, as he had never heard of such a thing; a master in both ways of the force. If anybody was to put a price on force users later on, he would heavily consider it as a means of money. But, not thinking too deeply into it, nor trying to give the impression that he was an untrustworthy hunter, Graice quickly brushed the thought away.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 2:05 pm
The Phantom came into the atmosphere of Rattatak and started flying low to the surface looking for a place to land. On board Jaden was getting his sword and blaster ready for departure from the ship when it landed. The ships records had this planet on it and his father had put that one could proove themselves here, he thought this would be a good place to try to get word out and hopefully attract some attention he just he got the right attention and not the wrong.
The place was destroyed and there was hardly a level place to set down but he found a crater from an explosion that looked good enough. When he sat down he gathered what he could carry of medpacs and two frag grenades then went to the loading ramp which slowly lowered and allowed him passage onto the planets surface. So much war and so little planet anymore, a rough and dangerous place to live.
"I must be getting desperate to come all the way to this place but where better to learn and grow in combat and melee. If I cant find the Jedi at least I can become a better fighter."
Twirling his sword he stopped it at his side and started walking putting security droids around his ship and then climbing up the crater wall. These jedi cloths made moving easier and they were cooler than that combat armor but would they protect better it what mattered. Grabbing another rock he started to pull himself up but without warning the rock let go and Jaden started to slide. Quickly he grabbed for something anything and finally his hands caught solid firm ground again, his left hand had a cut on the palm now but nothing that would really hinder him it was just about an inch long if even that. Continuing the climb he began to curse everyone who contributed to the destruction of the planets terrain.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 2:12 pm
Anum looked out the window the Exodus some time after speaking to Jaccob, and found they weren't over the same planet as before... He pulled up the intercom, and sent a message to the location of Captain Hart.
"Captain, where are we?"
"Over Rattatak, Erik asked for us to come here. We need the employment of another bounty hunter to help us in our journey."
Spoke Captain Hart.
"Alright..."
Anum turned to Jaccob.
"Looks like you won't be the only one that will aid in this journey that's a non force user."
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 2:50 pm
Finally coming to the rim of the crater Jaden looked around and stretched abit. The place looked absolutely empty void of any and all life but somewhere there was an arena or two, his father had went to a couple to pick up jobs and supplies. The soil was red like blood and the wind was warm and chapping as he shaded his eyes and looked around the horizon for any sign of a settlement or arena. This was going to be a long day he thought as he started walking but he did not get to far before he caught sight of a ship, he doubted they could see him he couldnt even tell what kind of ship it was from this distance.
Clipping the sword to his side he ran his hand through his hair and got it out of his eyes as he continued the trek. He should have landed somewhere closer but he was running on low as it was so he would have to try and find some fuel here too. If he couldnt he would have to try and find a crew to join or he would be stuck on this destroyed rock until he died and he had more things to do before that happened.
The sun was beating down on his face as he took one step after another and walked aimlessly toward a destination unknown. In another hour his skin would either darken or burn and he would hope for the first, the burn did not hurt him but it was most aggervating.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 6:31 pm
stare "I still would like to know what that journey might be." Jaccob was beginning to lose sight of caring. sure, he'd help out. it was the least he could do at this point, what with Anum taking him off that forsaken planet and all... but the fact that Dameon, and his retirement, seemed to both be drifting further and further away gave him almost a downcasted outlook on things. "If i'm to be of any aid whatsoever i feel we might all be just a little better off if all the information you had to offer wasn't so limited as 'ask erik'."
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 6:46 am
Erik saw a piece of rubble just lying around and doing nothing. It would make a brilliant seat. Slowly extending his right hand, Erik used the force to move the rubble right behind him. Jumping up onto it, Erik made himself comfortable.
"As you might now, the galaxy right now is not a safe place for force users of any kind. That I why I have searched you out. Although I am quite capable of protecting myself, a little extra firepower never goes astray. But in that, that is not the main reason I have search you out. I need some one to act as an informant. Someone that can get into those places where one such as myself would be killed on site."
Erik paused for a moment. Off in the distance, but not too far away, Erik sensed something. A presence. Another force user. Although it was not a really strong presence, it was a presence none the less. Maybe there was something else to coming to this dust bowl of a planet. Turning back to Graice, Erik refocused. Yet, he could not help but wonder about the force user.
"As for payment, I do not have any money to offer. But I know people who can make more then worth your while. I will see to it that you have everything that you desire. You want it, just ask. So, Graice, are you in? Or have I come this way for nothing?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:43 am
"It sounds sketchy. How do I know you will actually do this for me? And how long will this actually take to do? It sounds more like a permanent job, or long-term job, but if the reward is fitting I suppose I could stay around a while. And for the record, there's a reason why I keep combat armor on and a weapon stadled to my side.
As well, to be honest I don't have many contacts in many places, I've kept to myself a good deal. And I'm not sure what sort of "informant" you are looking for."
Chorster found his way closer to the rubble that Erik stood upon and put his foot up on it, in an area not already taken up by him. He then proceeded to re-adjust his leg plates.
It was true; the armor was quite taunting, and it shimmered with an orange radiance, given it's luster, and the color of the atmosphere. One might wonder how it would have been possible to stay in such a suit in such a climate.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:33 pm
Jaden stumbled along and wiped the sweat from his forhead as he tripped over another rock and fell to his knees. He winced in pain as the jagged rocks cut through the pants and into his knees then the dirt burned the wounds. The soft tickle of trickling blood as it ran along his knees then dripped to the ground made him wanna rub his knees to try and get it to stop but exhuastion and the ever burning sun stopped him from doing much of anything. It was relentless and he begged for death or cool night, he lost track of time and had yet to find any signs of life.
Looking around he tried supporting himself on the vibroblade but leaned on it and then fell onto his back with a grunt. Looking at the sky he frowned and cursed it with all the life he had left, it didnt even look blue just burning a constant glare from the sun. Rolling over he managed to pick himself up onto his hands and knees and started crawling forward. These clothes were what was making everything so unbearable. They were heavy and hot making him sweat more, they couldnt be jedi cloths because he couldnt imagine a jedi trying to fight in such on outfit on a planet like this or any other planet for that matter.
"I should have never come here...."
Looking off in the distance the horizon looked hazy but he thought he could see two people. They looked to be talking or something but he couldnt tell, getting to his feet he leaned on his sword again and squinted his eyes trying to see better but he couldnt. Rubbing his eyes didnt help and soon he ruled them out as real and decided they were illusions made by the sun. Turning from them he took about ten to twelve paces then the next thing he saw was the ground rushing up to meet him and total darkness.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 3:48 pm
Tanaquil_night stare "I still would like to know what that journey might be." Jaccob was beginning to lose sight of caring. sure, he'd help out. it was the least he could do at this point, what with Anum taking him off that forsaken planet and all... but the fact that Dameon, and his retirement, seemed to both be drifting further and further away gave him almost a downcasted outlook on things. "If i'm to be of any aid whatsoever i feel we might all be just a little better off if all the information you had to offer wasn't so limited as 'ask erik'." "All you have to do, Jaccob, is ask Erik. Through him all will be explained, thoroughly. I promise." Anum said, trying to calm down Jaccob.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:22 pm
A defeated sigh passed the hunter's lips and he simply slouched forward, "Y'know, Anum... somehow that's not all too reassuring, but...what other choice do i really have?"
For a moment he left the question alone, then he hopped back to his feet, buckles jangling. he teetered for a second, regained his ballance, then stretched, smiling. "Though i can only suppose that since he left with such determination in his step that Erik is busy, and even were he not, it would be a far worse conversation with myself reeking to the stars of alcohol, would you not agree?"
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