Hunted: Enemies of the Empire

[airwalkrr]

[sblock=Trangle]Your feelings tell you that making contact with the individual Bata describes would be beneficial to your survival.[/sblock]

Bata looks solemnly at Horst, I understand your apprehension, and you don't even know the person. But when I say he is the only one I can trust I mean it. Fact of the matter is, the bounty on his head is higher than mine. No way he would dare turn me in. It wouldn't make good business sense.

 

[FreeXenon]

Trangle (Male Ithorian Jedi); HP 21/30 (12)

Trangle says " Make the arrangements, but be wary.".
He sits down and waits.

 

[Max]

"Plot the course, Bata, and I'll fly us there," says Nyub.

 

[airwalkrr]

Bata takes the comm station and inputs an archaic communications frequency. He then manipulates the audio input stream so that it produces a seemingly random string of pitches and hums. After a few moments of this, he sits back in his chair. Now, we wait. He says, drumming his fingers together in anxiety.

The following minute drags on like hours. Perhaps it isn't even a minute, maybe only 20 or 30 seconds. Still, it feels preponderantly longer. Suddenly a deafening squawk issues forth from the comm headset Bata is wearing. He throws it off with an agitated startle and it falls to the floor. The squawk abruptly ends and then the faint sound of a voice on the other end echoes throughout the cockpit.

Issue 3-Oh-Niner-dash-five-fox-killer. Stand-by.

Oh, good, Bata says, nodding his head reassuringly, that means he'll talk to us.

Bata switches the audio to speaker and responds, Quadrant-echo-four, I copy.

Bata? the voice on the other end responds. The audio is very distorted and surrounded by static, but the voice sounds soothing, almost feminine. Never would I have imagined ****ing from you ag******ou are well I hope?

Yes, Dega, I am well enough, but I am up a creek without a paddle, Bata replies, I require your help.

Oh, Bata! the voice on the other end responds with seeming enthusiasm, I was hop*****ou'd say that. But of cour***********s something I will need in r***rn.

Bata sighs, Yes, I expected as much. Name your price, Dega.

No, no, no. That's no*******ay this works. Credits are quite useless to *****ese days. I'm going to need a fa******om you in exchange.

 

[Max]

Nyub looks on silently, listening with surprise at the code phrases. Seems like this Dega is a little on the paranoid side. Either that, or everyone really IS out to get him. Which means the favor he needs will likely not be easy.....

 

[airwalkrr]

Bata looks at your group with uneasiness on his face as if to seek your consent to doing this mysterious Dega a favor. Sensing the same apprehension you all feel but recognizing your dire plight and the need for assistance, he turns back to the mic.

Very well, Dega. I and my associates will do something for you once we are out of this mess, he says.

Oh, Bata, I cannot tell yo********lightful that makes me. Now, how can I be of assistance? the voice asks.

I need current data for hyperspace travel. I have to get to the Denouva system, Bata spits out with urgency.

I see, the cool voice on the other end replies, tra*****ting now...

An indicator light for a complete download of hyperspace data goes off on the nav computer a few moments later.

I believe your data ******ived, Bata. Be sure to let me kn**********u arrive in Denouva. Be seeing you.

The voice cuts out. Bata sits back in his chair and lets out a sigh of dismay. I hope I didn't just get us into deeper trouble. I was hoping I would be able to hide out after this venture. I should have figured Dega would want something done for him in return. Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk. Let's calculate that jump.

He moves over to the computer and inputs the current data for the jump. Before you know it, you enter hyperspace and begin the long trip to Denouva.

It will take you seven days to arrive in Denouva. If you want to make any preparations before then, let me know.

 

[Einan]

Horst will take the next few days to get to know the people on whose ship he's stowed away. He'll also see if anyone want to play a few hands of sabacc. Otherwise he'll putter around the ship and see if there's anything he can repair/"improve".

 

[Max]

The voice cuts out. Bata sits back in his chair and lets out a sigh of dismay. I hope I didn't just get us into deeper trouble. I was hoping I would be able to hide out after this venture. I should have figured Dega would want something done for him in return. Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk. Let's calculate that jump.

Once the jump has been made, and we're safely in hyperspace, Nyub will turn to Bata and ask, "So, who is this Dega that we're going to do a favor for? If we are going to get involved with him, I think we need to know who and what he is."

 

[airwalkrr]

Bata looks a bit sheepish, but responds to Nyub, Karka Dega is a Bothan pirate originally from Duro. At the time I first met him, he was an undercover operative for the Bothan SpyNet, but a failed power play of his cost him his career and he took his skill for gathering discrete information to new lows. Dega delivers a black market on information, and is known for gathering intelligence even from his own customers to blackmail them. He is wanted throughout the galaxy, particularly by the Empire, so I have faith he would never betray us to the imperials. Nevertheless, he has other ways of damaging you if he so desires. You can understand, then, my hesitation in contacting him.

 

[Max]

Nyub considers what Bata has said for a moment. "So, I believe you have said two things. First, it would be a bad idea to try and get out of this favor that has been promised to Dega. And second, when we repay the favor we should watch our backs."

Nyub shakes his head, and puts that thought off as there is nothing to be done about it now.

"Well, that is a problem for another day. As agreed, we have delivered you safely to your ship so I believe you owe each of us 1000 credits. Also, once safely on the ship you promised to provide the information we needed to hook up with our, uh, client. So, let's hear it."