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<blockquote data-quote="masshysteria" data-source="post: 4847315" data-attributes="member: 16055"><p><strong>Episode II: Big Damn Heroes</strong></p><p></p><p>45 hours 27 minutes.</p><p></p><p>Captain Tam Voren knocks on the door to Selene’s hideout. It took staring down a Hutt, but he had the money and he wasn’t about to be late. A slot in the door opens and the three eyestalks of a Gran peer through. </p><p></p><p>“Oochi wa lulu?” The Gran asks.</p><p></p><p>Tam shrugs his shoulders. He doesn’t speak Gran. He looks to his crew makes. Kaldo jumps in.</p><p></p><p>“We’re here to see Selene.” </p><p></p><p>The slot slides shut. Kaldo and Tam exchange a look. Kaldo shrugs. The door opens. A couple of Trandoshans guard the entryway, blaster rifles slung across their chests. The Gran lets the group and closes the door behind him. </p><p></p><p>“No blasters.” He says and points to a lockbox to put all the weapons into. </p><p></p><p>Tam and Toth try to joke with the Gran, but it seem the Gran is oddly missing any sense of humor. Eventually, all the crew members drop their weapons into the lock box. Looking at the impressive pile of weapons, it could make for a good promotional picture for the BlasTech corporation.</p><p></p><p>45 hours 31 minutes.</p><p></p><p>Tam, Toth, Kaldo, and Rowintha follow their escort to the inner chambers of the hideout. Selene sits at a large desk, her office well appointed. She stand up to greet the crew and motions for everyone to take a seat in one of the many plush chairs. This kind of luxury is rarely see outside the core. Selene must be doing well for herself. She moves around to the front of the desk, moving with a dances grace. She sits on the edge of her desk, crossing her long athletic legs.</p><p></p><p>45 hours 37 minutes.</p><p></p><p>“You’re late.” She begins.</p><p></p><p>Tam ignores the falsehood, “I’ve got your money right here.” He holds out a cred stick and just as Selene is about to retrieve it, pulls it back.</p><p></p><p>“But we have something else we need to discuss.” Tam continues, “I have three bars of cold hard Imperial currency. Stamped 1000 each. I’ll sell them to you.”</p><p></p><p>Selene thinks for a moment. “I am interested. I’ll get you a fifteen percent increase. 3450.” She does the math faster than Tam can.</p><p></p><p>“Whoa. I know these are worth way more than that.”</p><p></p><p>“True. 3600.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, you can do better than that.”</p><p></p><p>Selene scowls, “I’m sorry, did you think this was a negotiation? 3600.”</p><p></p><p>Toth runs the numbers in his head. “Twenty percent,” he whispers to Tam, “Not bad and no use making her mad.”</p><p></p><p>As Tam and Selene make the transaction, Kaldo can’t keep quiet anymore. </p><p></p><p>He’s a racer and a pilot. He’s not slow. “What do you mean late?”</p><p></p><p>Selene looks at him. “Let me rephrase that: you’re later that I would have liked. But you’ve paid in full and on time. Not many people could pull in that amount of money that quickly. Maybe I should have asked for more,” Selene muses to herself, “Oh well, too late now. However, that tells me you can perform. I might have more uses for you.”</p><p></p><p>Selene changes the subject, “So tell me Kaldo, where are you off to next?”</p><p></p><p>Kaldo looks a bit uncomfortable, “We’re heading into the core.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s a long trip.”</p><p></p><p>“Yup.”</p><p></p><p>“Perhaps you’d like to stay here for the night, instead of a cramped ship’s cabin? I’m sure it would be more comfortable.”</p><p></p><p>Kaldo shutters. “No, I like my cabin just fine.”</p><p></p><p>“Fine.” Selene loses her friendly demeanor. “I expect 20000 every two weeks until your debt is paid.”</p><p></p><p>“Selene, look,” Tam replies, “Isn’t that a bit much. You own our ship and if you—“</p><p></p><p>Tam is cut off. “No, Captain, I don’t own your ship. I own you. If you miss a payment, I cannot take it our of a ship’s hide. I take it out of yours. Twenty thousand every two weeks. My assistant will give you the account number on your way out. You may go now.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="masshysteria, post: 4847315, member: 16055"] [B]Episode II: Big Damn Heroes[/B] 45 hours 27 minutes. Captain Tam Voren knocks on the door to Selene’s hideout. It took staring down a Hutt, but he had the money and he wasn’t about to be late. A slot in the door opens and the three eyestalks of a Gran peer through. “Oochi wa lulu?” The Gran asks. Tam shrugs his shoulders. He doesn’t speak Gran. He looks to his crew makes. Kaldo jumps in. “We’re here to see Selene.” The slot slides shut. Kaldo and Tam exchange a look. Kaldo shrugs. The door opens. A couple of Trandoshans guard the entryway, blaster rifles slung across their chests. The Gran lets the group and closes the door behind him. “No blasters.” He says and points to a lockbox to put all the weapons into. Tam and Toth try to joke with the Gran, but it seem the Gran is oddly missing any sense of humor. Eventually, all the crew members drop their weapons into the lock box. Looking at the impressive pile of weapons, it could make for a good promotional picture for the BlasTech corporation. 45 hours 31 minutes. Tam, Toth, Kaldo, and Rowintha follow their escort to the inner chambers of the hideout. Selene sits at a large desk, her office well appointed. She stand up to greet the crew and motions for everyone to take a seat in one of the many plush chairs. This kind of luxury is rarely see outside the core. Selene must be doing well for herself. She moves around to the front of the desk, moving with a dances grace. She sits on the edge of her desk, crossing her long athletic legs. 45 hours 37 minutes. “You’re late.” She begins. Tam ignores the falsehood, “I’ve got your money right here.” He holds out a cred stick and just as Selene is about to retrieve it, pulls it back. “But we have something else we need to discuss.” Tam continues, “I have three bars of cold hard Imperial currency. Stamped 1000 each. I’ll sell them to you.” Selene thinks for a moment. “I am interested. I’ll get you a fifteen percent increase. 3450.” She does the math faster than Tam can. “Whoa. I know these are worth way more than that.” “True. 3600.” “Oh, you can do better than that.” Selene scowls, “I’m sorry, did you think this was a negotiation? 3600.” Toth runs the numbers in his head. “Twenty percent,” he whispers to Tam, “Not bad and no use making her mad.” As Tam and Selene make the transaction, Kaldo can’t keep quiet anymore. He’s a racer and a pilot. He’s not slow. “What do you mean late?” Selene looks at him. “Let me rephrase that: you’re later that I would have liked. But you’ve paid in full and on time. Not many people could pull in that amount of money that quickly. Maybe I should have asked for more,” Selene muses to herself, “Oh well, too late now. However, that tells me you can perform. I might have more uses for you.” Selene changes the subject, “So tell me Kaldo, where are you off to next?” Kaldo looks a bit uncomfortable, “We’re heading into the core.” “That’s a long trip.” “Yup.” “Perhaps you’d like to stay here for the night, instead of a cramped ship’s cabin? I’m sure it would be more comfortable.” Kaldo shutters. “No, I like my cabin just fine.” “Fine.” Selene loses her friendly demeanor. “I expect 20000 every two weeks until your debt is paid.” “Selene, look,” Tam replies, “Isn’t that a bit much. You own our ship and if you—“ Tam is cut off. “No, Captain, I don’t own your ship. I own you. If you miss a payment, I cannot take it our of a ship’s hide. I take it out of yours. Twenty thousand every two weeks. My assistant will give you the account number on your way out. You may go now.” [/QUOTE]
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