Star Wars: The Silent Trinity

Slowly walking over to the Bar, he glances down at the woman, a sort of impending doom in his eyes as his glare falls upon her lean figure. Trying to let the words escape his mouth, he takes a step back and softly rubs his eyes.

"Lt., you must know, I do not have any sort of affection for lives of civilians. It is my nature not to, they do not risk their life to protect our glorious New Order, and as such, should not be protected."

"However...it is also my personal duty to protect the Order of the galaxy, and in order to do that, I am going to need some non-official assistance."

Glancing at the woman, Derrich, and the hostile looking Trandoshan, he asks, "Understand?"
 

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Alyssa Kerrigan

Cursing under her breath, Alyssa stands up from her hiding place and leans on the bar, the rifle still behind it, balanced between her feet, so that it cannot be seen.

“You talking to me, sir? I don't think I have any business with the Empire, so would you be so kind to be a bit more... specific? Maybe?”

She gives him a shy smile, hoping to look not overly nervous.
 

Kluurz frowns, if the woman had been spotted any element of surprise which may have worked in their favour in the event of a fire fight had been snuffed. He lowers his weapons but doesn't holster them. If the Stormtroopers decided they didn't like him at some point he wanted to take a couple down with him.
 

"I think I understand." Derrich slowly inches his way towards the door, ready to either help as needed for the moment or grab his bag and run.


[OOC: Alright, this is my last post before I leave on my aforementioned vacation. So IC, Derrich doesn't think that he is currently in a position to help the other two, so will either go along with the Imps or run away and come back at a later time to help them if/when he can (when I get back from Illinois next Monday).]
 

wizardneedsfood said:
"I think I understand." Derrich slowly inches his way towards the door, ready to either help as needed for the moment or grab his bag and run.

As the man slowly inches at the door, one of the Stormtroopers firmly rifle butts him in the stomach, sending him down to the floor.

"Stand fast Lt., your not leaving until the Major is done with you."

Thanee said:
Cursing under her breath, Alyssa stands up from her hiding place and leans on the bar, the rifle still behind it, balanced between her feet, so that it cannot be seen.

“You talking to me, sir? I don't think I have any business with the Empire, so would you be so kind to be a bit more... specific? Maybe?”

She gives him a shy smile, hoping to look not overly nervous.

Slowly striding around the room, the man stops and runs his gloved hand softly across her smooth face, brushing her hair softly as he looks into her eyes.

"Ms. Kerrigan, I do not believe you know whether or not you have business with the Empire, so keep your tongue still. Nonetheless, I shall explain."

"Your time you spent on Tatooine was a peaceful time yes? If only you knew the truth, the truth about your father."
 


Slowly walking around the cantina, the officer turns away from them and looks at the wall, running his hand through his hair softly.

"It wasn't his fault really. He gave his life for what he believed in, and everything he worked for, strived for, turned about to be for the use of exactly what he had invented it to prevent."

"Your father, Kurt Kerrigan, was originally Chief Engineer Zein Haefoller, Lead Designer of East Wing Technology at the Maw, a top-secret Imperial Installation, built for the development of Superweapons. He worked day and night to build weapons that would end war, end strife, that would bring the galaxy together. He never knew what their true use was. He believed so firmly in the Empire, the New Order, and everything it stood for. It was only when rumors of the annihilation of Alderaan that he finally accepted it. Accepted the tyranny of the Empire. After he gave his resignation, he was given a Deathmark, an open bounty to anyone in the galaxy. He fled to Tatooine, and raised a family. You were the result Ms. Kerrigan."

"But that is history. We must worry about the present. I have decided, along with my loyal men here, that we are tired of the tyranny of the Empire, and wish to defect to the Rebel Alliance. I know from the spies I employ that you two men
(Kluurz and Derrich)were discharged from the Alliance. An act of loyalty, and true honor, and we can all be instated to the Alliance. Are we in agreement?"
 

Alyssa Kerrigan

“You know a lot of things,” Alyssa scowls at him. “And you talk a lot, but don't say anything. So, what is this all about? If you think I will trust you now. Forget it! You have forfeited everything, which might have let you appear trustworthy. Anyways, you came here for a reason...”

“You came in here, bullying us around, tell us you want to be friends. I'll tell you something about friends. Friends don't point guns at each other! So I guess this won't make us friends, huh?”

With that, Alyssa pulls out her rifle and braces it on the bar desk, pointing right at the head of the officer.

“Shh... don't do anything stupid boys! One pull of this trigger and you are out of employment... forever. What are you going to tell your superiors about this, lying about how you lost your little boss here and how you ended up in this place out of schedule? Tsk, tsk. You think the rebels will welcome you with open arms? You're following him around like dogs. Without him, you are nothing!”

Turning back to the officer, she smirks and continues.

“So, you told me my father was good with weapons? Well, I'm good with weapons, too. You better stay where you are and keep your hands down, unless you can move faster than a blaster bolt.”

“Now, we've got that sorted out, tell us more! And stop being stupid, or you'll stop to breathe as well! Wanna try your luck? You are welcome to try. Or do you wanna cooperate? Choice is yours.”
 
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The man sighs, his head down as he softly responds to her threat, "Alright Ms. Kerrigan, you may have me down with that rifle, but the moment it is pulled, this entire outpost will be annihilated. Now you may be self-sacrificing, not afraid of death. But I do not think a woman would approve of the instant death of 114 Children now would you? As a show of faith, Men, Lower your Rifles.

As they look to one another, they lower their guns to the floor, standing back in attention stance.
 

Alyssa Kerrigan

“What can I say, I'm sometimes a little hot-tempered, but I'll try to restrain myself. Fine, now that we are on even grounds, what was it again, you were talking about?”
 

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