The Star Wars Iconic Characters and the Lords of the Expanse: Hunting Grounds...

[Arani Korden]

Arani takes Deel's arm, and walks him into the ship.

"It's sort of a long story. And like all the best stories, it involves pirates. And a beautiful native girl. And a really big snake. Oh, and there were bird people living on the planet! Sen and I met them, even though they were really shy because I guess the only off-worlders they'd met before were the pirates, and since they were the nasty skanky realistic pirates instead of really cool dashing, romantic space pirates, so I guess they hadn't made a good impression. But I made peaceful contact with them. If that doesn't get me an A in XenoSoc, I don't know what will.

I like the hat."

 

[Valara]

Valara had spent most of the trip in Set's comapany, no doubt annoying the taciturn jedi. She has been in an almost manic state of wanting to be ready to meet the Jedi that Arani had promised would be in the Tapani sector.

She had begged and pleaded and would have promiseed much for more lightsaber training. She had been as good as her word, Zheev had stopped using Set's bed as a litterbox, though Kaz-Lo probably wasn't appreciating it. She rubbed her bottom wincing at the strikes the remote had inflicted upon her. as the others are bustling about because of landing, Valara once more in her leathers waits patiently by the entrance of the ship that she and Kaz had defended from the pirates.

"This is Deel?" She asks when he enters with Arani.

 

[Sia-Lan Wezz]

Leaning against the doorway, Sia-Lan watched everyone bustle about, for once letting them take the energetic route while she merely observed. If she had a wide-brimmed leather hat, she would have tipped it right about now at the gentlebeing that Arani brought in on her arm. Twi'lek by the look of him, and probably the one whose ship had taken the literal burn. Such was the end result of all material possessions.

The fruit smelled fragrant and Sia took a generous bite, savoring every drop of sweet liquid with a lick of her tongue. This was enough of a distraction for her as it was. The last one of her stash...she was going to have to ask Arani where the nearest market was for more of the stuff...no one ever warned Sia about fruit-addiction.

"Sia-Lan Wezz," the young woman introduced herself to the newcomers with a wink and a smile. "Jedi Padawan and resident enthusiast of any and all things that are spontaneous, wild and energetic."

 

[Deel Surool]

Sen will look with some curiosity about who Rorworr and Arani are taking to.

Deel sends a surreptitious half-grin and a wink toward indecievable Sen.

"We... um... we... traded it in for this lovely new ship!" Rorworr improvises. "Top of the range, and a lot faster than the Mystic Burn. Plus we've reconfigured the AI to a more sunny outlook, and the scanners on this baby are sweet. Just thank our new friend Kaz. You've not met Kaz yet, but we'll introduce you. Follow me..." The Wookie hurries back inside the ship, hoping that Deel isn't too upset about losing the Burn.

Arani takes Deel's arm, and walks him into the ship.

"It's sort of a long story. And like all the best stories, it involves pirates. And a beautiful native girl. And a really big snake. Oh, and there were bird people living on the planet! Sen and I met them, even though they were really shy because I guess the only off-worlders they'd met before were the pirates, and since they were the nasty skanky realistic pirates instead of really cool dashing, romantic space pirates, so I guess they hadn't made a good impression. But I made peaceful contact with them. If that doesn't get me an A in XenoSoc, I don't know what will.

Deel stops short on the boarding ramp, and shakes his head. He bursts out laughing... "Ha ha! How are you doing, you old pirates? So good to see you! I'd never thought I'd catch up with you again. Where've you been?"

"I like the hat."

"Do you really?" says Deel, "I must compliment your Great Aunt on your behalf, then. She's the one who picked out for me, you see. A pre-eminently noble old woman, is I do say so. She thought it'd lend me the air of a scoundrel. Ha! Can you imagine? Personally, I'm not certain I like the feather."

Valara once more in her leathers waits patiently by the entrance of the ship that she and Kaz had defended from the pirates. "This is Deel?" She asks when he enters with Arani.

Reaching the entry hatch, Deel notices Valra for the first time. "Hello. What have we here?" He flashes a wide, sharp-toothed smile. "Welcome. I'm Deel Surool. And who might you be?"

"Sia-Lan Wezz," the young woman introduced herself to the newcomers with a wink and a smile. "Jedi Padawan and resident enthusiast of any and all things that are spontaneous, wild and energetic."

"Ha, Ha!" he laughs again, and adopts a mockingly serious tone. "Deel Surool," the twi'lek replies bowing and doffing his hat with flourish, "Fine purveyor of Games of Chance, Confidence Artwork and other feats of Legerdemain. At your service.

"I'm suprised you don't recognize me, Sia-Lan. Are the clothes really that much? It's what all the young lordlings are wearing around here. I'll have to learn how to use the vibro-saber one of these days.

"Oh," he mentions quietly, "And unless you enjoy visiting the head, don't eat too much of that fruit... Trust me."

 

[Set Harth]

Set comes to stand next to Sen and Dorn. He sizes up the mysterious bodyguard of Deel's. Trading him glare for glare.

"Deel, I take it from your tone that the immediate crises on Naboo has resolved itself while we spent the last month "lost in the wilderness"." Speaks Set with a rasied eyebrow.

Crossing his arms Set points with his chin adding, "Whose the muscle?"

 

[Vor'en Kurn]

Crossing his arms Set points with his chin adding, "Whose the muscle?"

"My name's Vor'en Kurn, and it's nice to meet you, too," says Vor'en irritably, not liking being talked about as if he wasn't present, and simply overall taking an instant dislike to the young Jedi. He turns to Deel and returns the favor, asking "Who's the nerf-herder with the oversized hydrospanner at his waist, boss?"

ooc: yay! Glad to finally join y'all. Set, this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship, I can tell....

 

[Sia-Lan Wezz]

Sia-Lan's blue eyes widened slightly. "Not recognize you? In that outfit, who else could you be but Deel?" Laughing, she spun her fruit in her fingers. "And don't worry about me, my fine appareled friend. Jedi have miraculous powers where many things are concerned."

Her nose twitched and she laughed again, this time a little more brightly at the testosterone match between Set and Vor'en. "I was only introducing myself to your companion here." Auburn brows a'waggling she grinned. "Its only fair to warn him a little ahead of time, isn't it?"

Clasping her hands behind her back, she eyed the solider before arching an amused brow. "Bodyguard? Mr. Kurn, are you here to protect Deel from the bad taste of unfashionable ruffians such as we...excepting the tasteful Arani, of course? Or just to put Set in his place?"

 

[Kaz Lo]

At hearing the Wookie mention his name, Kaz will appear at the top of the ramp with a datapad in his hands.

"Hey now, you ain't tradin' my ship to this fella. She's worth twice what that ole' Mystic Burn hunka junk was. Plus we got enough bacta in here to put in a swimmin' pool. Tell you what though, some modifications and she'd make a great cruise liner. Heck, I could do em myself..."

 

[Deel Surool]

Set comes to stand next to Sen and Dorn. He sizes up the mysterious bodyguard of Deel's. Trading him glare for glare.

"Deel, I take it from your tone that the immediate crises on Naboo has resolved itself while we spent the last month "lost in the wilderness"." Speaks Set with a rasied eyebrow.

"Oh, more or less," Deel replies off-handedly, "The fact is that the Queen made it to Corscant on her own, and already warned the Senate and the Jedi Council, thereby making our original mission to Corscant completely and utterly redundant."

Crossing his arms Set points with his chin adding, "Whose the muscle?"

"Oh, why yes... Where are my manners. Everyone, this is Vor'en Kurn, an old roommate of mine from my days at the University of Mrlsst back before my family moved to Naboo. Say 'hello', Vor'en."

"My name's Vor'en Kurn, and it's nice to meet you, too," says Vor'en irritably, not liking being talked about as if he wasn't present, and simply overall taking an instant dislike to the young Jedi. He turns to Deel and returns the favor, asking "Who's the nerf-herder with the oversized hydrospanner at his waist, boss?"

"I'm afraid you'll have ot be a little more specific than that, Vor'en," Deel responds dryly. "Only half are nerf-herders with oversized hydrospanners, really, the others are all just jedi who are cleverly disguised as nerf-herders with oversized hydrospanners. I know it's difficult to tell the difference, but you must learn to make the distinction." He then breaks into a round of introductions, with the exception of Valara and Kaz, whom he leaves to Arani, since he really hasn't met them yet. After that, he waits just long enough to hear an abridged version of their trials and tribulations at the hands of space-jackers, giant snakes, native birdmen and cutthroat pirates.

"Hey now, you ain't tradin' my ship to this fella. She's worth twice what that ole' Pathfinder hunka junk was. Plus we got enough bacta in here to put in a swimmin' pool. Tell you what though, some modifications and she'd make a great cruise liner. Heck, I could do em myself..."

"I don't think it will really make a difference. I will have to double check all this with one of my barristers, mind you, but its not really 'your ship', old chap... It's still officially belongs to the Galactic Astrographic Society," he gestures to the Society's emblazoned on the side of the ship, a galactic pinwheel wreathed on branches of laurels. "Normally, one could claim salvage rights on the abandonded ship, but the ship was never truly abandoned, you see... You, my dear Kaz, are an original part of the crew and were aboard ship the entire time. The ship will almost certainly have to be returned to the Society, though I suspect we could expect a hefty reward for its return.

"Now, the Arrow-23 in the cargo bay, that's another matter. I could have properly 'legal' restistration papers drawn up for that beauty in no time.

"As for the Mystic Burn... Feh. That's what insurance is for, eh?" Deel says depreciatingly, "Besides, we are now in generously capable hands of Arani's Great Aunt Agatha. All will be revealed in due course."

 

[Kaz Lo]

Kaz has never had the stomach to be around folks who talk big and think bigger of themselves. He wonders how the wormhead came to know all that stuff and gives up any hope of making it out of the whole situation a little better off.

"Good idea. Heck, I'll go call em right now and tell em we got their ship back," Kaz motions to the group he flew in with -not Deel or Vor'en- and turns to go back inside the ship, "Don't know why I didn't think'a that sooner."