Hayabusa's Dawn of Defiance: Chapter II: A Wretched Hive

Songdragon

Explorer
Mir eyes the cool welcome of her companions and offers a warmer, "Nice to have you along Darius." She motions to the Besalisk, "That's Sloor, a little rough around the edges, but all round nice guy. He's our face-man." She continues around with the mechanical being beside Sloor,"The droid is TB. He's been upgraded and is often asked totend to our medical needs." And motions to Mack, "And that's Mack. He's ex-sepcial forces. Good with blasters and has knowledge for our mechanical and computer needs."

"And me, I am with Galatic Geographic, roam the systems on the Rim and bring the good folks knowledge on what strange and wonderful things are out there." she says with a smile.

She then turns her attention to Varth and the Captain, "What can you tell us of Cato Neimoidia, I have not heard of the place? More importantly though, of this Hutt Darga?"

She nods to Mack, "I have had some dealings with the Hutts before and have learned some of their language. All I can say is flatter the hell out of them, and do not insult them. You'll end up dead, or worse." the woman shudders a little.
 

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possum

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“Darga is not one to give up his secrets easily, but he has been known to take associates into his trust. If you can get inside his palace, he might reveal what is going on—or you might be able to find out by snooping around,” Varth states. "That should be a good enough cover," he adds. "You're individuals with business to do with him."

He listens to Mir's questions and then answers. "“Unfortunately, Darga’s exact whereabouts are unknown. However, he has been seen in the Cato Neimoidian city of Zarra. Chances are that someone in the city knows where he is.

“Zarra was heavily damaged
during the Clone Wars, and half of the city is still in ruins. The few
residents that have chosen to remain inhabit a cluster of settlements on
one end of the city.”
He then explains how Cato Neimoidia was a "purse world" for the Neimoidians before the Clone Wars, but it's taken a pretty big hit in the months after the war ended.
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
Mir motions to the Besalisk, "That's Sloor, a little rough around the edges, but all round nice guy. He's our face-man."
“There goes your reputation,” mildly mocks TB.

“Quiet, you.” The green one steps in for a powerful hand-squeeze -- too close for comfort, frankly, so that he looms over Darius like a widely grinning cloud of muscles. “Tell me you’re dawing this fawr the creds, Darius man.”

<Response Darius?>

She continues around with the mechanical being beside Sloor,"The droid is TB. He's been upgraded and is often asked to tend to our medical needs."
TB slowly tilts forward and then back, giving the impression of a bow.

Not bothering to stand and acknowledge Darius's bow, Mack smiles a greeting instead, "Welcome, Sunny D. But forget the formal bowing drek, Sloor here likes to welcome new friends with a big hug."
“Awly mudcrutch that butt in awn private canversatians,” grins Sloor, remembering their first meeting. He jerks his head at Mack, “And you *liked* it too.”

"And me, I am with Galatic Geographic, roam the systems on the Rim and bring the good folks knowledge on what strange and wonderful things are out there." she says with a smile.
"She's a frekking *saint*," grumbles Sloor.

[During the Briefing]
Mack replies quietly to Sloor, "Yeah, bad. Frakkin' really bad most likely. Wonder what idiots they have conned into committing suicide to go after that thing."
“Three guesses.”

[After the briefing]
“Darga is not one to give up his secrets easily, but he has been known to take associates into his trust. If you can get inside his palace, he might reveal what is going on—or you might be able to find out by snooping around,” Varth states. "That should be a good enough cover," he adds. "You're individuals with business to do with him."
“Saw we have taw entice him with *something*, right? We’ll need a few chawice samples frawm ship’s stawres, I’m thinking, and a few getting-taw-knaw-you gifts wouldn’t hurt either...”


«Possum, did Sloor spot any luxuries on the ship during their two weeks? Anything that could impress a hutt. How about something a hutt would like to buy?
 

toasterferret

Explorer
Darius nods to Sloor.

"Credits are always nice, but you could say its all a bit personal to me in a way. I'd probably do the job for free if I knew for certain it would hurt the empire in any way."

Darius nods in turn to TB, amused by his attempt at a bow.
 

perrinmiller

Adventurer
Mack ignores the reference to the memory of that first meeting with the Besalisk, but focuses instead on the new guy, "Not interested in credits? Sloor and I will be happy to take your share, mate. No worries there. This revolution needs to be properly outfitted."

"Since Mir gave you the SITREP on us, what is it that you bring to the team?"

Considering the further information on the mission, Mack comments, "This sounds like a mission in your wheel house, Sloor. Most definitely. Looks like I will be hanging in the back, daydreaming and acting like hired muscle." As he mentioned daydreaming, he looked at Mir with a smile.

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 3 (Rescue) FP: 6
Init: +8 Perception: +9
HP: 47 (16 Threshold) Current: 47 CT: 0
Reflex: 20 (18ff) Fort: 16 Will: 14

Weapon in Hand: Blaster Rifle (single shot)

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw[/sblock]___________________________________

MackSmall.jpg
Mack Granger CS
 

toasterferret

Explorer
Darius flashes a grin at Mack. "I'm sure you would, but I think I can probably put them to good use myself."

The second query appears to throw him off for just a moment before he replies,

"Well I suppose you all would find out sooner or later..."

With a flick of his wrist he retrieves a pair of lightsabers from the concealed sheaths on his forearms, showing them for a brief moment before stowing them safely away again.

"I was almost a jedi knight when Order 66 hit. I managed to escape, and ever since then I've been trying to figure out my place in this rapidly changing universe."
 

perrinmiller

Adventurer
Mack rolls his eyes and looks at Sloor, commenting, "Well buddy, we got ourselves a new saber boy. And this one has two of the things. I just hope he isn't twice as crazy as the last one."

Turning back to Darius, "You don't practice those voodoo-drek mind tricks do you?"

He looks askance at Mir and remembers her threat of making him walk around in his skivvies.

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 3 (Rescue) FP: 6
Init: +8 Perception: +9
HP: 47 (16 Threshold) Current: 47 CT: 0
Reflex: 20 (18ff) Fort: 16 Will: 14

Weapon in Hand: Blaster Rifle (single shot)

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw[/sblock]___________________________________

MackSmall.jpg
Mack Granger CS
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
Darius nods to Sloor. "Credits are always nice, but you could say its all a bit personal to me in a way. I'd probably do the job for free if I knew for certain it would hurt the empire in any way."
Sloor throws up his hands, “Aw frek, anawther awne.”

“Revenge and the Rebellion do seem to go and in hand fairly often,” points out his hover droid with a smile in its voice.

“You kill awne awf mine, I’ll kill millians and bring dawn your empire? Haw the frek is that suppawsed taw wark?”

“I don’t think they’ve fully worked out the business model,” nonchalantly agrees TB. There’s the slightest emphasis on the word ‘they’ when it says it, along with an equally small twist of its optics Sloor’s way... “But remember: ‘rival gang, muscling in on our territory’.”

“Right... Right,” grumbles Sloor. “Still think we shawld knawck awff the Emperawr’s blawck and set up shawp in his kip.”

With a flick of his wrist Darius retrieves a pair of lightsabers from the concealed sheaths on his forearms, showing them for a brief moment before stowing them safely away again.
Sloor tenses up, reaching towards TB - whose manipulators are themselves on the move – before it all goes back to rest state just as quickly, like it never happened.

Considering the further information on the mission, Mack comments, "This sounds like a mission in your wheel house, Sloor. Most definitely. Looks like I will be hanging in the back, daydreaming and acting like hired muscle." As he mentioned daydreaming, he looked at Mir with a smile.
“Two hundred says we have taw blast awer way awt awf there,” challenges Sloor with an extended hand to close the bet. “Frek, with awer luck the spirk’s prawbably a raving arena freak.”

“Very popular in certain quarters of the galaxy,” confirms TB.

<Response Mack?>

“We *could* all pawse as hired muscled, I guess, suppawssing the hutt’s hiring...” He doesn’t like that idea too much, obviously. “Don’t like the idea awf breaking a cantract with a hiring client thaw. Hurts your rep bad.” And rep is what he and TB have been living on for quite a few years... “Guess we’ll just have taw ask arawnd a bit when we get there, pawse as peapawl looking fawr wawrk and/awr a discreet buyer, right? We are NAWT walking up taw this spirk’s dawr withawt sawme awf the lawcals pawint us his way, alright? Too frecsing *suspisciaws* awtherwise!” He looks for specific agreement from each of them, as it's a frecsing important bit of the plan.

<Supposing he gets it:
“Right, let’s gaw take a look at that cargaw manifest! We’re getting captain O’Keefe again awn this awne, right?” This last directed at Verana and the ex-admiral.
 
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perrinmiller

Adventurer
Mack just looks at Sloor's hand, not moving to take it. Then he replies, "Nice try, but no. I saw you purchase some more explosives. You would intentionally use them just to win the bet and recover the cost."

He nods in agreement of Sloor's plan, makes sense to the soldier. Mack is more of a battlefield tactics specialist, not the deep thinker on the tricky business of the underworld. He caresses his blaster rifle, absentmindedly.

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 3 (Rescue) FP: 6
Init: +8 Perception: +9
HP: 47 (16 Threshold) Current: 47 CT: 0
Reflex: 20 (18ff) Fort: 16 Will: 14

Weapon in Hand: Blaster Rifle (single shot)

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw[/sblock]___________________________________

MackSmall.jpg
Mack Granger CS
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
Mack just looks at Sloor's hand, not moving to take it. Then he replies, "Nice try, but no. I saw you purchase some more explosives. You would intentionally use them just to win the bet and recover the cost."
The many-armed one nearly laughs out loud: "You think I'm gawing taw need taw *cheat* taw win this awne, Mack man?! You're an awptimist alright," and here he does chuckle. "Change it taw 'shoot awer way awt' then."

The hand is still there.
 

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