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<blockquote data-quote="LostSoul" data-source="post: 2291490" data-attributes="member: 386"><p><strong>You all meet in a bar...</strong></p><p></p><p>EXT. NALDAR CITY - DAY</p><p></p><p>Raynor is walking down one of the beautiful streets of Naldar City. Lush, landscaped vegetation is all around him. He is wearing a bright smile. He stops to pick up an old woman's fallen purse, then continues on his way.</p><p></p><p>His comlink starts beeping, and Raynor answers it.</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "Hello?"</p><p></p><p style="text-align: right">CUT TO:</p><p></p><p>INT. PADRE AGOS' NIGHTCLUB - DAY</p><p></p><p>Padre Agos is on the other end of the comlink. He is eating small morsels of food on toothpicks.</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Raynor Onass. How's life treating you?"</p><p></p><p style="text-align: right">CUT TO:</p><p></p><p>EXT. NALDAR CITY - DAY</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "Not too bad, Agos, not too bad at all. What's up?"</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "I've got a business proposition for you."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "Really... I could use some work. What is it?"</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Come by my place in an hour and we'll talk. Are you still hanging around that fetching spacer - what was her name..."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "Ah, Lita. Yeah, I can get in touch with her."</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Good, good. Bring her by as well."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "No problem. I'll see you in an hour then."</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "An hour. Goodbye."</p><p></p><p>Raynor switches off his comlink. Still holding it, he presses a series of buttons and holds it up to his ear.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: right">CUT TO:</p><p></p><p>EXT. NALDAR STARPORT - DAY</p><p></p><p>Lita Moren, dressed in thick gearhead's coveralls, is on top of her light freighter, the OUTLAW STAR. She is fiddling around in an open panel with a hydrospanner. She pushes too hard on the tool and an arc of electricity jumps out of the panel and bites at her hand. She drops her hydrospanner and shakes her hand, making a face. Just as she does so, her comlink starts to beep.</p><p></p><p>LITA: "Hello?"</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Hey Lita, how's it going?"</p><p></p><p>LITA: "Raynor. Not bad."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: (via comlink) "So, are you free today?"</p><p></p><p>LITA: "Why? I'm not going on a date with you, I already told you that."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Hey, nothing like that, we're friends. As a friend, I got you some work."</p><p></p><p>LITA: "What kind of work?"</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Just meet me at Padre Agos' place in an hour."</p><p></p><p>LITA: "Wait, what's this about?"</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Just meet me. Come on, what else is there to do with the Empire blockading the planet? Unless you want to go out and get a couple of drinks..."</p><p></p><p>LITA: "Okay, okay, I'll meet you there. An hour?"</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Yep."</p><p></p><p>LITA: "Okay."</p><p></p><p>Lita switches off her comlink and wipes her grease-covered hands on her coveralls.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: right">WIPE TO:</p><p></p><p>EXT. PADRE AGOS' NIGHTCLUB - EVENING</p><p></p><p>The sun is casting long shadows down the street. A BARABEL bouncer, barely fitting into his tight black tuxedo, is putting out a series of metal posts. As he places them down, a velvet laser leaps between them.</p><p></p><p>Above him, a neon hologram that reads "Desire" flickers to life.</p><p></p><p>INT. PADRE AGOS NIGHTCLUB - EVENING</p><p></p><p>Raynor Onass and Lita Moren enter the nightclub. It is still as empty as when we saw it earlier in the day, sporting the same clientele. Six-Four is sitting alone at the bar, nursing a drink.</p><p></p><p>In a booth near the back office, Padre Agos stands up and snuffs out a cigarette. He waves Raynor and Lita toward him.</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Six-Four! You'll want to hear this too."</p><p></p><p>Six-Four downs his drink and follows the others into the back office.</p><p></p><p>INT. PADRE AGOS' NIGHTCLUB - OFFICE - EVENING</p><p></p><p>Padre Agos sits behind his desk. Raynor and Lita take seats. Six-Four stands near the door.</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "I'm glad you could all meet me here. Lita, you look well... better than I remember." His eyes linger on her body for a moment too long. She stares back at him, and Padre Agos casts his look down. "Uh.. yes. No doubt you are all wondering why I asked you here."</p><p></p><p>Raynor leans in.</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Raynor, you're here because you are a relative unknown - so far - without attachments. That means I can trust you. Lita, I need you because... well, actually, I need your ship. And a pilot. And Six-Four - well - I assume everyone here knows what you do, and do well."</p><p></p><p>Six-Four nods.</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "I have recently come into possession of a valuable piece of information-" he pauses for effect - "a data disk that has a list of every Imperial agent operating on Naldar and their safehouses." He smiles. "Naturally, many parties are going to want a piece of this."</p><p></p><p>SIX-FOUR: "I'll bet."</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "I want to keep myself out of the spotlight, as it were, as much as possible. I don't want anyone to know what I've got." He pauses. "I want you to set up a deal with any interested party. I want you to get no less than twenty-five thousand for my troubles. And passage off-planet. That's were you come in, my dear Lita."</p><p></p><p>LITA: (shrugs) "Okay."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "That all sounds great, Padre. But there's one thing you forgot to mention - payment. What are we going to get from all this?"</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "That is entirely up to you. You can work whatever kind of deal you want, with whomever you wish. As long as I get my twenty-five, you can keep the rest."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "I can work with that."</p><p></p><p>The office door opens and everyone turns to look. The camera focuses on a feminine figure leaning on the doorway, backlit in the smoky air. This beauty is MIA ENDIVE, Padre Agos' mistress and a nightclub singer of some small fame. She is dressed in a slinky evening gown, which, being the middle of the day, would be strange on anyone else, but she pulls it off. </p><p></p><p>Mia crawls onto Agos like a cat, pawing at him playfully. She makes burning eye-contact with Raynor. His eyes open wide and he tilts his head slightly.</p><p></p><p>MIA: (to Padre Agos, while keeping her eyes locked on Raynor) "So, papa, gonna introduce me to your friends?"</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Ah, Mia. These are some... business associates of mine. We were just finishing up a deal-"</p><p></p><p>MIA: "Lovely." She finally turns her eyes away from Raynor, to Padre Agos. "So... about that new dress for my set tonight..."</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: (rolls his eyes) "Not once do you come back here just to see me."</p><p></p><p>Mia laughs, a playful sort of sound, with a hint of force behind it.</p><p></p><p>MIA: "Don't you want me to look my best? I'm sure the reviewers won't notice your star attraction in one of last-season's outfits."</p><p></p><p>Padre Agos reaches into his desk and hands Mia a credit stick. Mia stands up, and Padre Agos pats her behind.</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Now, I'm sorry, my dear, but we have to finish here."</p><p></p><p>MIA: "You'll probably want to do it soon." She points her thumb over her shoulder, toward the bar. "You've got some more 'business associates' waiting for you."</p><p></p><p>The camera follows Padre Agos' look. Walking toward the office, we see Quick Nines, a gaggle of goons, and their boss, THE FIXER. </p><p></p><p>The Fixer - this is how he known; anyone who might have known his name, if he ever had one, has been in the grave for a long time - is physically unimposing, but something about him makes the hair on our arms and the back of our necks stand up. He's dressed in a pristine white suit that washes out his pale complexion, making his skin look grey. The only bit of colour on him is a black ascot and a black silk band around his fedora. </p><p></p><p>The Fixer whispers something into Quick Nines' ear. His whispering is like the chittering of a thousand beetles feeding in a charnel pit.</p><p></p><p>QUICK NINES: "The Fixer asks if you're doing business behind his back."</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "Oh, no, just some friends having a talk."</p><p></p><p>QUICK NINES: "Good."</p><p></p><p>Six-Four looks over Quick Nines' cybernetic hands, eyes, and the twin heavy blaster pistols slung low on his hips. He scoffs. Quick Nines catches his eyes and the two of them lock stares.</p><p></p><p>RAYNOR: "Well, Padre, I guess we're about done here..."</p><p></p><p>PADRE AGOS: "Yes; I'll get in touch with you in time."</p><p></p><p>Raynor and Lita get up and move to the door. Quick Nines steps out of the way, and they walk out. Six-Four follows, holding his look with Quick Nines as he passes him.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="LostSoul, post: 2291490, member: 386"] [b]You all meet in a bar...[/b] EXT. NALDAR CITY - DAY Raynor is walking down one of the beautiful streets of Naldar City. Lush, landscaped vegetation is all around him. He is wearing a bright smile. He stops to pick up an old woman's fallen purse, then continues on his way. His comlink starts beeping, and Raynor answers it. RAYNOR: "Hello?" [RIGHT]CUT TO:[/RIGHT] INT. PADRE AGOS' NIGHTCLUB - DAY Padre Agos is on the other end of the comlink. He is eating small morsels of food on toothpicks. PADRE AGOS: "Raynor Onass. How's life treating you?" [RIGHT]CUT TO:[/RIGHT] EXT. NALDAR CITY - DAY RAYNOR: "Not too bad, Agos, not too bad at all. What's up?" PADRE AGOS: "I've got a business proposition for you." RAYNOR: "Really... I could use some work. What is it?" PADRE AGOS: "Come by my place in an hour and we'll talk. Are you still hanging around that fetching spacer - what was her name..." RAYNOR: "Ah, Lita. Yeah, I can get in touch with her." PADRE AGOS: "Good, good. Bring her by as well." RAYNOR: "No problem. I'll see you in an hour then." PADRE AGOS: "An hour. Goodbye." Raynor switches off his comlink. Still holding it, he presses a series of buttons and holds it up to his ear. [RIGHT]CUT TO:[/RIGHT] EXT. NALDAR STARPORT - DAY Lita Moren, dressed in thick gearhead's coveralls, is on top of her light freighter, the OUTLAW STAR. She is fiddling around in an open panel with a hydrospanner. She pushes too hard on the tool and an arc of electricity jumps out of the panel and bites at her hand. She drops her hydrospanner and shakes her hand, making a face. Just as she does so, her comlink starts to beep. LITA: "Hello?" RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Hey Lita, how's it going?" LITA: "Raynor. Not bad." RAYNOR: (via comlink) "So, are you free today?" LITA: "Why? I'm not going on a date with you, I already told you that." RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Hey, nothing like that, we're friends. As a friend, I got you some work." LITA: "What kind of work?" RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Just meet me at Padre Agos' place in an hour." LITA: "Wait, what's this about?" RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Just meet me. Come on, what else is there to do with the Empire blockading the planet? Unless you want to go out and get a couple of drinks..." LITA: "Okay, okay, I'll meet you there. An hour?" RAYNOR: (via comlink) "Yep." LITA: "Okay." Lita switches off her comlink and wipes her grease-covered hands on her coveralls. [RIGHT]WIPE TO:[/RIGHT] EXT. PADRE AGOS' NIGHTCLUB - EVENING The sun is casting long shadows down the street. A BARABEL bouncer, barely fitting into his tight black tuxedo, is putting out a series of metal posts. As he places them down, a velvet laser leaps between them. Above him, a neon hologram that reads "Desire" flickers to life. INT. PADRE AGOS NIGHTCLUB - EVENING Raynor Onass and Lita Moren enter the nightclub. It is still as empty as when we saw it earlier in the day, sporting the same clientele. Six-Four is sitting alone at the bar, nursing a drink. In a booth near the back office, Padre Agos stands up and snuffs out a cigarette. He waves Raynor and Lita toward him. PADRE AGOS: "Six-Four! You'll want to hear this too." Six-Four downs his drink and follows the others into the back office. INT. PADRE AGOS' NIGHTCLUB - OFFICE - EVENING Padre Agos sits behind his desk. Raynor and Lita take seats. Six-Four stands near the door. PADRE AGOS: "I'm glad you could all meet me here. Lita, you look well... better than I remember." His eyes linger on her body for a moment too long. She stares back at him, and Padre Agos casts his look down. "Uh.. yes. No doubt you are all wondering why I asked you here." Raynor leans in. PADRE AGOS: "Raynor, you're here because you are a relative unknown - so far - without attachments. That means I can trust you. Lita, I need you because... well, actually, I need your ship. And a pilot. And Six-Four - well - I assume everyone here knows what you do, and do well." Six-Four nods. PADRE AGOS: "I have recently come into possession of a valuable piece of information-" he pauses for effect - "a data disk that has a list of every Imperial agent operating on Naldar and their safehouses." He smiles. "Naturally, many parties are going to want a piece of this." SIX-FOUR: "I'll bet." PADRE AGOS: "I want to keep myself out of the spotlight, as it were, as much as possible. I don't want anyone to know what I've got." He pauses. "I want you to set up a deal with any interested party. I want you to get no less than twenty-five thousand for my troubles. And passage off-planet. That's were you come in, my dear Lita." LITA: (shrugs) "Okay." RAYNOR: "That all sounds great, Padre. But there's one thing you forgot to mention - payment. What are we going to get from all this?" PADRE AGOS: "That is entirely up to you. You can work whatever kind of deal you want, with whomever you wish. As long as I get my twenty-five, you can keep the rest." RAYNOR: "I can work with that." The office door opens and everyone turns to look. The camera focuses on a feminine figure leaning on the doorway, backlit in the smoky air. This beauty is MIA ENDIVE, Padre Agos' mistress and a nightclub singer of some small fame. She is dressed in a slinky evening gown, which, being the middle of the day, would be strange on anyone else, but she pulls it off. Mia crawls onto Agos like a cat, pawing at him playfully. She makes burning eye-contact with Raynor. His eyes open wide and he tilts his head slightly. MIA: (to Padre Agos, while keeping her eyes locked on Raynor) "So, papa, gonna introduce me to your friends?" PADRE AGOS: "Ah, Mia. These are some... business associates of mine. We were just finishing up a deal-" MIA: "Lovely." She finally turns her eyes away from Raynor, to Padre Agos. "So... about that new dress for my set tonight..." PADRE AGOS: (rolls his eyes) "Not once do you come back here just to see me." Mia laughs, a playful sort of sound, with a hint of force behind it. MIA: "Don't you want me to look my best? I'm sure the reviewers won't notice your star attraction in one of last-season's outfits." Padre Agos reaches into his desk and hands Mia a credit stick. Mia stands up, and Padre Agos pats her behind. PADRE AGOS: "Now, I'm sorry, my dear, but we have to finish here." MIA: "You'll probably want to do it soon." She points her thumb over her shoulder, toward the bar. "You've got some more 'business associates' waiting for you." The camera follows Padre Agos' look. Walking toward the office, we see Quick Nines, a gaggle of goons, and their boss, THE FIXER. The Fixer - this is how he known; anyone who might have known his name, if he ever had one, has been in the grave for a long time - is physically unimposing, but something about him makes the hair on our arms and the back of our necks stand up. He's dressed in a pristine white suit that washes out his pale complexion, making his skin look grey. The only bit of colour on him is a black ascot and a black silk band around his fedora. The Fixer whispers something into Quick Nines' ear. His whispering is like the chittering of a thousand beetles feeding in a charnel pit. QUICK NINES: "The Fixer asks if you're doing business behind his back." RAYNOR: "Oh, no, just some friends having a talk." QUICK NINES: "Good." Six-Four looks over Quick Nines' cybernetic hands, eyes, and the twin heavy blaster pistols slung low on his hips. He scoffs. Quick Nines catches his eyes and the two of them lock stares. RAYNOR: "Well, Padre, I guess we're about done here..." PADRE AGOS: "Yes; I'll get in touch with you in time." Raynor and Lita get up and move to the door. Quick Nines steps out of the way, and they walk out. Six-Four follows, holding his look with Quick Nines as he passes him. [/QUOTE]
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