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Post by Shaman Chill on Jul 6, 2013 18:53:01 GMT -8
The central area of The Nexus. Port Town connects to the vast majority of hangars and is the most densely populated area of the entire station. Many shops, gambling dens, dive bars, cheap housing, and other such enticements can be found most easily here. Location of Darkstar Defense and The Quasar among many other exciting establishments.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2013 1:38:53 GMT -8
Fenrir made his way into Port Town from the Organization facility, casually strolling through the crowd of smugglers, gamblers and other such lecherous creatures of the galaxy. He almost felt at home amongst them all, his own past marred by countless foster homes and hatred from the adults in them.
But he now had a new lease on life and people feared him now, he was finally doing the one thing that he felt he had been born to do, track, hunt, and kill. He took a couple turns and ended up in a hangar bay where his A-wing was sitting, a couple of engineers were busy finishing off fueling the ship as he approached. He got in the ship's cockpit before the engineers cleared out and Fenrir started the engines up as the repulsors lifted the craft into the air.
He then started punching in a pair of co-ordinates into the hyperspace nav computer as the engines propelled the A-wing out of the hangar bay and free of the planetoid known as The Nexus. There was only one other place that boasted as many smugglers, villains and scum that the Nexus did, but there was one other place he wanted to start first that might yield some results. As the A-wing made it free of The Nexus, he engaged the hyperdrive and headed for Corulag
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Post by The Elusive Man on Feb 3, 2019 20:44:15 GMT -8
Port Town. Exactly that. A small port for weary travelers or smugglers to stop in at. Full of life and entertainment, illicit or otherwise, Port Town was a busy enough hive to keep the attentions of the unwanted focused away from The Organization.
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Jerrak Vao
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Post by Jerrak Vao on Feb 4, 2019 18:51:59 GMT -8
The Lawless Valor, a Gozanti Cruiser, made its way through the asteroid field towards Skip Seven. On board was Jerrak Vao, the well known information broker, bounty hunter and mercenary. With him, was his Marauders. A small but exceptional band of mercenaries that acted more like family at times, than simple hired guns. Seated in the pilot's chair, the physically imposing Mandalorian spoke up.
"Skip in sight. Transmitting clearance codes...accepted. Taking us in. So, this gunna be our new home, Boss?"
The wizened Twi'lek chuckled dryly.
"You know as well as I, Reynar, home ain't anywhere particular, so long as this motley crew is around, we are always home..."
Reynar smirked and returned his attentions to piloting the ship towards the Emporium landing platform. Turning away from the main viewport, Vao hollered down the corridor.
"We're on the ground in five. Mandatory shore leave coming up. I got some business to take care of once we get there. Sulron! You got the Emporium. Try not to burn it down please..."
From somewhere within the ship, the old Rodian shouted back.
"No promises, Boss!"
Muttering under his breath about how senile the old Rodian was, he returned to the cockpit and slid his girth into the co-pilot's chair.
"Oof. I'm gettin' too kriffin' old for this, gorram it..."
At that, Reynar chuckled loudly as the ship continued onward to its destination...
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Post by Dees on Feb 7, 2019 21:54:03 GMT -8
The damaged Star Courier settled down in the hangar off to the side. Stepping down the ramp, Theo was finally able to see the extent of the damage done to the craft in his escape. He muttered under his breath.
Broken wings, torn armor, pocket marks all over the hull...
Sparks sputtered out of the back of the engines as they cooled down. Other areas of the hull were sending fireworks out too while one particularly nasty hole began to sprout flames in the oxygenated atmosphere. Worker droned descended to snuff out the flames.
A protocol droid hobbled over to Theo with a datapad in hand.
EX-Cuse me, SIR! It seems as though your SHIP is in need of Repair!?
Theo nodded.
Aye. Sure seems that way.
The droid paused, the surprised expression frozen onto its metallic face.
IF You would LIKE, I would be HAPPY to put out a call to one of our Mechanics to come out and beGIN repairs to your SHIP! That is, for a small fee, of course.
Theo shrugged. He had the funds to make it happen.
Yeah, sure, whatever. Open a tab. I’m going to head in.
He waded out through the crowds of inhabitants, he asked around for lodging and was pointed down an alley to a seedy and apparently popular tavern. He grinned and walked through the open door and into a smoke-filled room. The chaotic noise from the outside faded as he entered, and he welcomed the warm tone both in light and sound. A reprieve from the past few days is all he wanted.
Walking up to the front desk, he slid the Rodain his credit chit.
I need a room, not sure for how long. Let’s start with a week.
The Rodain nodded and slid a keycard to Theo.
If one is in need of sustenance, the kitchen is always open and hot. If one desires company, we have a wide selection of opportunities at a reasonable price as well.
Theo took the keycard and his chit back and nodded thanks to the Rodain as he headed up to his room to clean up.
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Post by Dees on Feb 7, 2019 23:20:15 GMT -8
Theo took a long drag and handed the small burning stick to the Zeltron who stopped fastening her corset to take it and finish it off. He finally exhaled into a coughing fit and laughed.
That! That’s some good shit there, Innay was it?
She looked back at him and beamed.
Thanks, my mom grows it. She has several unique strains she bred herself.
That is definitely not the best thing she has produced.
The woman laughed and continued dressing herself again.
Aww, you're just saying that.
Nah.
He leaned back, propping his head up with a hand and watched her continue dressing, grabbing for a weapon belt she with a small blaster and vibro blade she hid in the small of her back. He pointed.
You know how to use that?
Her smile took a serious turn, and she raised an eyebrow.
Anyone who wants to do what I do, and make it more than a day, knows how to defend themselves, Mister Tooker.
He lay back on the bed and mused out loud.
So how much would it be to hire you for the rest of the day?
She gasped and giggled.
All day? My my aren’t you the player. Well, my body does have its limits, you know, so I don’t know if I will be able to perform all day.
No, no.
He waved into the air and shook his head against the pillow.
One, I need someone who knows the station well enough to help guide me around. Two, knows how not to get stabbed or let me get stabbed. And Three, looks good while doing all that.
He held up a finger for each point he was making. He looked over at her as he finished with an inquisitive eyebrow raised.
What do you say?
She pressed a finger to her lips and stood contrapposto as she pondered the proposal and read his thoughts and emotions a bit. Curious herself, she bounced in reply and clapped her hands together.
Okay! But we are going to get you some new threads first and foremost. We need to get you looking like you blend in with the station; like you’ve been here more than twenty minutes.
Hey! I know I lasted longer than that!
She let out a belly laugh as she headed out the door.
I’m going to go clear my schedule for the day! See you downstairs!
I know I was better than twenty minutes.
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Post by Dees on Feb 11, 2019 11:01:46 GMT -8
Strangers in the crowd were giving the two of them odd looks as they passed. Theo was uncomfortable with the stink eyes they were getting, but Innay seemed unmoved.
She had thrown on lightly colored yellow and blue thick vest and equally colored baggy capris. The colors were a little at odds with the black corset and boots, but she swayed as she walked, humming an odd tune.
Theo knew this was nothing new for her. She was an escort by trade, and in this case, the term took a slightly different meaning. It took him a while, but it finally donned on him that he was the odd one out in this scenario. He had on his full navy-blue navigators’ uniform that looked not too unlike that of an officer in one of the named navies in the galaxy. His uniform was mandatory of his previous employer and being so recently unemployed and unable to retrieve anything from his now-destroyed home; he was in desperate need of something to help blend in. The fact that Innay was aware of and working to solve for him.
As expensive as her services were, he figured it would be worth it to quickly get the materials and supplies he needed to get off the rock sooner. If that meant he got to have a little fun in the meantime, that was just added bonus to him.
She stopped him at a food stall and turned around, holding a hand up and out turned.
Let me see your credit chit. I’m going to get us something to eat before we head into the emporium.
He dug into his pocket and pulled out the white plastic card, holding it above her hand for a moment before releasing it.
Don’t buy the whole stall.
She smiled and winked before spinning and holding the chit triumphantly in the air.
No promises.
He watched her work her way through the crowd. He was almost envious of her ability to get what she wanted from others. They practically parted around her as she cut to the front of the queue. It had to have been the pheromones working, that and the way she seductively held her pose as she ordered to reveal as much of her body to the staff as well as the ogling patrons around her. Theo admired her as well and was wondering if she was using her abilities against him as well. He blinked and shook his head as she approached with a handful of treats for the two of them. She giggled.
I guess they were having a two-for-one deal and they gave me the employee discount. That was sure nice of them.
She sounded almost as though she knew what she was doing, but it was buried under an innocent appeal that was endearing. The twinkle in her eye showed him the truth he needed to know.
The food was good, if not a little bit questionable in content. Innay seemed to enjoy it though. The smell of the food was intoxicating enough, and Theo thought he had gained weight just inhaling it, let alone eating his own.
Innay stopped by a trash bin, took a few big bites of her food and a big gulp from her drink before offering it to Theo. He shook his head and quickly finished his own food before they tossed the remains. She thumbed back at a store behind her.
It’s not the Emporium, but I gotta make a quick stop. You can come with or guard this bin.
He laughed
Right behind ya.
The store was dark, and the door closed quickly behind Theo with a hiss. The air was musty, damp, but smelled flowery and fruity, earthy and burnt. His eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness, but he could start to make out walls of trinkets and jars. Innay spoke in what was probably the most assured tone Theo had heard her use.
Otto, baby, you home? Oh, hey Walter.
She continued on into the store and disappeared around the corner. Theo turned to face the sound of the whiny grunt that came from the corner. He nodded in acknowledgment of the Wookie with the blaster across his lap as he sucked on the hookah and casually puffed purple smoke towards the door. Theo simply waved to receive a similar grunt in return.
What’s in it?
The young Wookie spoke softly
Wah rah aah rah hmm wah. Rah mmh, rahmm wah wa.
Theo nodded. He wasn’t the greatest at Wookie, but he knew enough to do some damage.
Ah. And plums?
Wha rah.
Oh? Very interesting.
Hmm. Rahm mrah rah?
No, thank you. I’ll pass for now.
Mmh rah.
Theo exhaled a slight chuckle as he began to silently browse the wall of goods. It was an assortment of what looked like spices and herbs. Several of them would be considered illicit in certain regions of the galaxy, that is unless these were fakes. He wasn’t knowledgeable enough to tell the difference though.
Innay came back in the room followed by another, older Zeltron, and a strange creature on a small hover chair. The older Zeltron looked much like Innay, though dressed in a less revealing, flowing gown that was as colorful as could be imagined. Theo was fairly certain it contained colors on a spectrum that exceeded his own visual acuity.
The creature in the hover chair was unlike any he had come across before. If it had been standing, it would have been a little over a meter tall, no hair, gray skin, and a trunk that was perhaps longer than it was tall. The trunk came down and was wrapped twice around the creature’s neck before draping back down to its chest. Large, red lensed brass goggles sat over its eyes, obscuring them. The creature was robed in brown, but a few analog trinkets were hidden away in pockets and clinked away on its two wrists.
Innay waved at Theo before stuffing something into her pocket and giving the older Zeltron a hug. He overheard the woman say.
He looks nice dear; does he pay well?
He does mom.
Good. Be well.
I will. Thanks, Otto.
Innay kissed the creature on the cheek, and it beamed back at her, at least from what Theo could tell. She practically waltzed over to him and tapped him on the shoulder to leave.
That's my mom and step-dad. Had to pick something up. Oh, and here is your card back.
She handed him the card before waving goodbye to the Wookie in the corner. They received a grunt in return.
So, I already met your parents then huh. This is sure moving along quickly.
She laughed as they stepped back into the crowd. He continued
So, what exactly is your step-dad?
Innay's laughed continued into a light chuckle.
You know, I haven’t a clue. Been with mom for a decade but I don’t even think she knows what he is. They like each other well enough, and he treats her well enough she stopped doing what I do and settled.
She shrugged.
I haven’t seen anything else like him, but then again, this rock is really all I know.
Hmm, interesting. New to me.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2019 16:56:17 GMT -8
A crate being ferried from the docks to a small warehouse managed to conveniently fall from the back of the hover truck that was carrying it. As the crate tumbled and slid, the lid popped open and a metal arm appeared. Pulling itself out of the former ordnance crate, I-F8 rose up to its full height, an imposing 1.8 meters. Scanning the area through red photoceptors, the droid located a terminal, plucked the data plug from its waist and plugged into the local holonet. After a few moments of searching, the droid located its destination and unplugged from the system. Stowing the cable, the droid began walking down the street, trying to look as nondescript as possible. Which was a challenge considering an EG5 Jedi Hunter droid was not a particularly common sight anymore. The armorweave cape that the droid wore, billowed out behind it as it walked through Port Town, intent on finding the Emporium...
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Johnathan Castle [Retired]
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Post by Johnathan Castle [Retired] on Mar 7, 2019 9:01:07 GMT -8
Arriving via a tramp freighter, from the other segments of the Smuggler's Run, Castle hefted his duffle bag up over his shoulder and walked down the departure ramp. So this is Port Town? he thought to himself. It certainly seemed like a reasonable place. Though reasonable was in the eye of the beholder. The Smuggler's Run was rife with all types of nefarious and seedy elements. Unless you were connected or well known around these parts, it was quite dangerous. Being fairly well known, and quite skilled as a mechanic, Castle had little to worry about here. Following the flow of citizens, Castle could see a bright neon sign flashing in the distance. It read; "Vao's Emporium". With a lopsided grin, the Corellian pushed through a few people and made his way towards the Emporium. Jerrak was a good friend of his, so it would be nice to see how the Twi'lek managed to get set up here so quickly. Though, given Vao's connections to major crime families, Hutts and other shady characters, it wasn't surprising that the Twi'lek was able to get himself set up so quickly and quietly.
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Post by Dees on Mar 21, 2019 0:35:03 GMT -8
The week flew by in a blurry haze. Theo remembered only bits and parts of it, but if he was being honest with himself, he didn’t care too much.The buzzing of his datapad at the end of the bender was the realization that things were going back to normal. The pounding headache he had was the worst part. That and the various other areas of his body that ached or felt otherwise uncomfortable.He reached over Innay and pulled the pad closer to him. Still seeing blur, he rubbed his eyes and tried to focus on the bright screen. After a few moments of trying to read it, he grinned and shut the screen off to catch a little more shuteye.-He marveled at the new armor on his ship. Etched glossy black on the matte black hull was the new name: Bifrost. He grinned harder. Stretching, he ran his hand over the exterior.It’ll be good to get back out there again.
You're bringing me with you.
Theo turned to see Innay standing behind him with a bag thrown over her shoulder. He looked puzzled.Why do you want to come with me?
Ehh! Wrong! You should be thanking me for coming with you!
He shook his head and continued to look at her with confusion.No, but really, why do you want to travel with... I suppose I am just shocked that you want to ride with, to be honest. I wasn’t expecting...
And that’s why you need me! She waltzed over to him and admired his ship along with him Besides, how often will I get a chance to join a spacer on an adventure? Let alone, someone who I don’t mind spending more than an afternoon with. I'll tell ya: it’s not very often. I passed this opportunity up once before, and I regret it. I am not going to make that same mistake again. Besides, I don’t have anything here really waiting on me, and if I don’t like the ride, I can just come back and keep doing what I have been doing all along. Besides She laughed I need to pay a visit to my uncle on Zel. If you take me there, I can assure you that the fun you had here this week will seem like church.
Theo laughed a deep belly laugh as he made his way to the ramp.Oh, that’s how it is huh? You are just using me again to get what you want. I see.
No! That’s not it at...
I’m kidding. Sure. You can come with. Zeltros huh? I've actually never been there so that will be a new one to look up for me.
Innay excitedly ran up and threw her arms around him with a squeal. Both of which startled him, but he returned a smile. Thanking him, she ran off saying she would be right back.Stepping onto the command deck, Theo fell into the chair and ran his hands over the controls. The room lit up in red light as the ship responded to his touch. As everything was booting up, he sent Jerrak Vao a message.Innay and I are running to Zeltros for a test flight. If you want or need anything, let me know. - TheoLeaning back, he began to meditate, looking for the planet of pleasure in his mind's eye.
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Jerrak Vao
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Post by Jerrak Vao on Mar 23, 2019 11:26:47 GMT -8
A response came through from the Emporium. It was Sulron, a wizened old Rodian that was the manager of the Emporium in Vao's absence as well as the logistics officer.
Theo,
Two (2) Crates of Weapons Mods
--cleared customs, ready for transport
One (1) Holo-Portrait
--Customer order
Two (2) former Zeltron slaves
--Bought and freed by Jerrak. Innay knows who to look for.
Credits will be transferred to your account upon completion of delivery.
-Sully
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Post by Dees on Mar 26, 2019 7:01:48 GMT -8
How do you get your refrigerator looking like new? Innay returned to the ship with a droid towing the crates of goods from VAO along with two young Zeltron men. Decently dressed, they looked uncertain about their destination even after Innay's constant reassurances. Theo had come back out to greet them but tried to hide his scowl. It wasn't the most effective.
Theo was less than impressed that they had to transport live goods, and said nothing as they came on board. It was a simple drop off, nothing more. But going forward he would have to put transportation restrictions on his services. The first delivery, however, was on him seeing as how he owed Vao far more than just one delivery.
The droid exited having put the crates in the forward compartment — Innay, placing a hand on Theo's shoulder.
It'll be alright. We can drop everything off at Station 13, and you don't have to deal with-
Live cargo?
She patted his shoulder and found a seat behind him. Making sure the two men were strapped in; she gave a thumbs up to Theo who had turned around to make sure everything was secure. He scoffed once again.
Hands dancing over the controls, the Courier lifted off, hovered for a moment, then spun around and accelerated into Open Space.
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Post by Dees on Apr 5, 2019 23:46:52 GMT -8
A message came back to Sulron, the manager under Jerrak Vao That was fast. Packages recieved.
Brgds
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Post by The Elusive Man on Apr 13, 2019 13:47:35 GMT -8
While Vao and his fellow Marauders were being prepped and outfitting themselves for the upcoming mission to Hoth, a Normandy-Class Stealth Reconnaissance Frigate (SR-2) was built at Aegohr Manufacturing and delivered to the private docking bay in Port Town, reserved for Vao personally. Courtesy of the Illusionist, the ship was gifted to Vao and his team so they could carry out operations around the galaxy without drawing unnecessary attention to themselves...
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Jerrak Vao
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Post by Jerrak Vao on Apr 13, 2019 13:58:00 GMT -8
Having gathered up the team and being notified that a new ship was ready and prepped for them, Vao stood at the dock where the new ship was currently berthed. Behind him, Reynar Bralor toted several crates on a mag skid. As he passed Vao, Belruk Yen and Oncar Sol'Kesh strode passed as well, boarding the ship. Dressed in cold-weather survival gear, the two Rodians were chatting among themselves. Son-Tor Kilash was another Rodian gunslinger, helping their pilot, Forlok, walked passed as well. Vao merely watched them load up. Damron Blue was the newest member of the group and certainly the strangest. But, given what had been discussed back in Vao's Office, he trusted the kid. Hopefully he could pull this off, otherwise it would be a real short mission. Hoth wasn't known for its particularly forgiving weather...shivering slightly, despite the cold-weather parka he was currently wearing, Vao sighed and followed the crew onto the ship through the airlock.
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Post by Damron Blue on Apr 23, 2019 12:13:19 GMT -8
Damron was sure to run a full diagnostic of his suites climate control before joining Vao at the ship. He had his pack loaded with extra rations of his medication and liquor, as well as extra energy cells for his blasters. It was all the Zeltron needed. Already slightly tipsy, he made his way onto the ship, ready for take off.
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Post by Krai Essen on Apr 23, 2019 21:03:45 GMT -8
Krai made her way through the crowed. Not hard as anyone with two brain cells to rub together knew to get out of her way around here. Her personal ship The Lost Banshee was waiting for her. She had opted to leave most of her fleet behind, since this was meant to be a relief mission and showing up at Naboo with an unannounced war fleet would likely give the wrong impression. Each of the three cargo ships was given a complement of her own troops to guard it in case of boarding actions but she severally doubt that would happen. With all three of the Athabasca-Class Modular Freighters loaded, the four ships departed Skip-Seven for Naboo.
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Post by The Elusive Man on Apr 25, 2019 18:59:56 GMT -8
The Illusionist's personal Normandy-Class Stealth Reconnaissance Frigate (SR-2) took off from Port Town in a rush, having been prepped beforehand. On board was The Illusionist's secret operative, Miranda Strahovski. And today, her destination was Dantooine. Hopefully she'd return with a former operative in tow. Hopefully.
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Post by Jerrak Vao on Apr 25, 2019 19:39:23 GMT -8
Ensuring everyone was on board, Vao sighed and boarded the ship as well.
"I'm gettin' too old fer this shit..."
The aged Twi'lek muttered to himself. While he may have been getting up there in years, it was more the aspect of dealing with the frigid temperatures of Hoth than anything else. Maybe next time they could go somewhere warm. Scarif, perhaps? Making his way up to the cockpit where Forlok was already settled in, Vao tossed his duffel bag off to the side and climbed into the seat to the right of the pilot.
Alright Forlok. Get us underway..."
And with that, the docking clamps released the ship once the airlock was closed and the ship accelerated out into open space. Navigating through the asteroid field surrounding Skip Seven was normally quite hazardous, however, the Organization was meticulous in maintaining navigational drift charts. Though only available to Organization vessels, and even then, ones with proper clearance, flying through the asteroid field was so much easier. Once cleared from the field, the OSV Agincourt accelerated away and jumped to hyperspace...
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Post by Krai Essen on Jun 27, 2019 17:48:19 GMT -8
The swirl of hyperspace gave way to the star dotted vista of real space. The trip hadn't been long and The Lost Banshee came back into Port Town. Navigating deftly through the asteroid field, the convoy came into dock. An alert was sent to @kia, alerting her that they had arrived. Krai would meet her passenger in the loading bay, where the everyone would begin to disembark.
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