Captain Mardotte St Cyr
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Post by Captain Mardotte St Cyr on Mar 26, 2014 20:10:15 GMT -8
Juvex Spaceport
A lambda-class shuttle, equipped with hyperdrive, made its final approach toward Juvex City Spaceport and landed without incident. Before Mardotte had left, he informed Juvex Import/Export that his representatives would be arriving.
Augereau and his aide exited. The two men stood in one of the secluded areas of the spaceport, away from the commoners coming and going. They were business partners, ambassadors and representatives of the Imperial Star Destroyer, Vanguard and its Captain. Although the exact details of the deal had been transfered to Bateman's particulars, they had a printed copies. It detailed the transfer of Imperial operations on Sullust, using Sorosuub as a proxy and mining interests on Alzoc III to Juvex Import/Export, in the custody of Mr Bateman, in exchange for war materiel and personnel for an indefinite period of time.
Because of the ongoing nature of the deal, they had come clearly to stay. Aboard the shuttle was a portable Imperial command centre, with a ten man security complement. Although they could operate from the shuttle, they had requested that Bateman provide a more permanent location for their shell corporation "Vanguard Trading".
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Mar 28, 2014 10:47:52 GMT -8
*Nysste had enough time to formulate and make her speech, but she questioned if it was enough to instill a sense of trust or loyalty of her to those who would be under her command. She followed One once the time had come to leave, and it didnt take too long to reach their destination. As she made her way to the stand, she could see the many that would work under her, something she had no experience with. But of course, she wouldn't let anyone know that, as she put her hands behind her back and stared at the group. Nysste could almost smell the stench the Gamorreans produced from their natural body odor, and she could see the patient eyes of each man and woman who stared at her waiting for her to speak. She assumed they expected something fancy and some encouraging words. She had none of that to share. She took a deep breath, and then began her speech.* "Many people in this galaxy believe the Sith are outright destructive with their power alone. I, Nysste Kelgar, only believe that to be half true. It is not just the Sith that holds the power, but the ones who the Sith leads to victory or utter defeat, that make up the other half of the power. I intend tpo prove this theory right, as we shall strive to make ourselves, and the other Sith in this galaxy, something that will instill fear with a single mention of our names. And I have heard new of the the Empire rising up under the Sith once more, and the Republic preparing itself for something that it is not ready for. I plan to have us align with the rising Empire, and help strike fear into the hearts of every man or woman who dare opposes us. We will be the one thing people fear more than death. I must say that I expect most of you to show your true loyalty, but not loyalty of me, I want to see the loyalty of your own goals, of your own motives. Be warned that if you express these motives and they oppose mine, we will not be having a nice chat over a few bottle of Corellian Ale. And now I see, that you wonder why I deserve to be in this position, and why i deserve to have your loyalty. I am just a novice Sith compared to those in this galaxy, but my power may be unrivaled, for you should expect me to lead you with an iron fist, and a bright mind. I will not send us into the pits of Hell, without knowing if we will win or lose. I will lead, with your help, a force so grand, none will want to fight us. Now, should we encounter anything but a battle, I want everyone to know, that no one will act under their own command without my permission. Failure to comply with my most important of orders will know the pain of death, and yet still live in this treacherus galaxy. I expect nothing but the best out of you, from warrior to slave to engineer. You are dismissed and may return to your duties." *With that, Nysste back up a bit and walked off the stage to put her right hand up against her forehead. She knew even joining the rising Empire, would prove somehwhat of a challenge.*
The slavers were the more unsure card. They stood in uneven files and wore different clothing. They moved around, some whispered to their neighbours, some nodded, few shook their heads. The end was somewhat win-loose. Some cheered, throwing helmets in the air, either because of the speech or they mocked school traditions but their morales seemed a bit higher then when Nysste stepped up on that pedestal.
As Nysste proclaimed the end of this large scale meeting, one person stepped out from each group and yelled orders, followed by the entire spectacle disbursing and boarding the ship. Only the Captain and the mercenery leader walked up to Nysste, the Gamorrean lead his people into the ship. The Gamorean would have been mistaken to any of his brothers, if he didnt have a golden line painted over his breastplate. Large, armoured and grabbing a rod made from metal. He didnt seem to have that dreamy mirrory gaze however, he seemed to be one of those that had something working behind his eyes and not just followed orders. The Ship Captain was as anyone would expect, a well groomed hair and moustache, gray uniform you could bounce a credit chip off and nose in the air. The last one to join them was a man wearing large pants filled with pockets, an undershirt stained with coffee, three day stub on his face and a wicked looking mohawk.
One didnt say a word to Nysste about her speach. A sith didnt need the compliments or criticism of a slave. She got to the point at once.-One- "The gamorrean leader is Lizard Face. He leads this company of gamorreans. He knows his people well, and knows their pros and cons. What they can do and what they cant. He will do as you order him to though, weather it matches his peoples abilities or not. That is Captain Kab Marosi, imperial to the bone. He will lead your ship in your name. And this is Mr Frack. I am sure that is not the name he was born with, if you ask me. He leads the Blades and Bullets, a mercenary outfit paid by Mr Bateman to accompany you. Be vary of him, Nysste. Slick as an eel and prone to bloodshed." One knew why Mr Frack was stationed on the Baldrick II. He was unruly, started fights easily and once nearly started a civil war on Juvex. He was only alive because he had one of the most badass outfits under Batemans payrole, and was considered a good friend to have if you wanted sergical bloodshed to be done. A blunt instrument. None the less, Bateman wanted him gone from juvex, since the Mistress had not allowed his execution. So, in truth, Bateman was shoveling shit Nysstes way with Mr Frack.
One stretched out her arms towards the Balrdick II Ardent-class Fast frigate.-One- "And that is the Baldrick II. Your warmachine. I have manadged to convince Mr Bateman to give you an A5 Juggernought also, to act as a command vehicle if needed, but I must warn you, Nysste, no other vehicles or compliments are present. What you see is what you have." They got abruptly broken off by the arrival of the two officers. Of course the Captain was the first and loudest.-Captain Kab Marosi- "Lord Nysste, that was a heartwarming speech! Congratulations! I am Captain Kab Marosi, captain of the Baldrick II. I am happy to be to your service. Where shall our first voyage take us, M'Lord?" The mercenary only stood there, with a toothpick lodged between his teeth and it looked like he was undressing Nysste with his eyes, trying to figure out what size breastplate she uses.
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Mar 28, 2014 11:00:46 GMT -8
Juvex Spaceport A lambda-class shuttle, equipped with hyperdrive, made its final approach toward Juvex City Spaceport and landed without incident. Before Mardotte had left, he informed Juvex Import/Export that his representatives would be arriving.
Augereau and his aide exited. The two men stood in one of the secluded areas of the spaceport, away from the commoners coming and going. They were business partners, ambassadors and representatives of the Imperial Star Destroyer, Vanguard and its Captain. Although the exact details of the deal had been transfered to Bateman's particulars, they had a printed copies. It detailed the transfer of Imperial operations on Sullust, using Sorosuub as a proxy and mining interests on Alzoc III to Juvex Import/Export, in the custody of Mr Bateman, in exchange for war materiel and personnel for an indefinite period of time.
Because of the ongoing nature of the deal, they had come clearly to stay. Aboard the shuttle was a portable Imperial command centre, with a ten man security complement. Although they could operate from the shuttle, they had requested that Bateman provide a more permanent location for their shell corporation "Vanguard Trading".
Bateman also proclaimed his dislike to whoever wrote the contract, claiming him/her to be "Either a lieing bastard, or someone with a faulty memmory.
While the contract was rewritten and unsigned, the mobile command centre in the shuttle was to stay there. Especially since the deal did not include such a center in any way or form, the ten man command crew found their shuttle surrounded by nasty looking gamorreans whielding missile launchers, two handed heavy axes and maces, just standing there. Bateman claimed it to be a "Honor guard" but it was clear he meant it as half a threat because of the contracts faulty nature and the fact that the command crew was not included into it.
he wasnt happy, especially because he couldnt get the Mistress on comms. Neither Admiral Blackadder. Not a good sign. Whom he DID get on comms was General Malchett, and that REALLY deprieved Batemans calm-circuits. The fleet was one standard day from the planet, and he really didnt want these people seeing it. At least not untill the contract was signed.
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Nysste
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Post by Nysste on Mar 28, 2014 15:37:04 GMT -8
*Nysste lifted her hood over her head and crossed her arms as she stared at the three 'leader's that were under her command. The captain was an ex-Imperial, making him a useful asset for what she planned to do with the New Empire. The Gamorrean was tough, but had a different smell to him than his lackeys, it was a little 'less' revolting. Frazz was an eye sore to Nysste. Bateman must have thought of this as a joke, or needed him off his planet. Either way, she hoped the man was useful. Nysste looked at the captain and only frowned as he spoke. He was too enthusiastic for her taste... but she supposed someone had to be.*
"Captain, I believe one of the most prominent areas for the rising Empire is Balmorra. I can assume that is not a hard distance to travel?"
*Nysste took a look at Lizard Face and nodded to the Gamorrean in respect of his position. The captain wasn't the only one getting orders.*
"If your troops are prepared for battle... I want them prepared for war. And if they are prepared for war, then prepare them in forms of extreme exercise, routine and combat. I want to see what they can do with everything they have, including their very souls."
*Nysste then looked at Mr. Frazz and sighed, she couldn't guess what the man was here for, but she could assume he had some purpose of being here other than being given to her as a second-in-command.*
"Any men you have will practice their rifle skills and melee skills on a daily routine. How that routine is organized is up to you. The gamorreans may be the backbone, but your mercenaries can help bring the hammer down upon the enemy Frazz. Just make sure they don't start getting horny around me or the 'essential' crew."
*Nysste then put her right hand on one of 1's shoulders and smiled at her.*
"I assume you know more than just cleaning up for those you are assigned to. Once we are aboard, I need you to tell me anything you can about yourself. If you have experience in combat, I would love to see a demonstration. And when you have the time, I want to see if you are interested in learning about the Force. I see a great deal of power inside you, that will be useful to us both."
*Nysste then stepped forward, making her way toward the nearest way into the Baldrick II. She could already feel victory at her fingertips.*
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Mar 28, 2014 16:40:09 GMT -8
The gamorrean only huffed in agreement, and waddled off with a bow. The captain assured Nysste that everything will go as planned and she will be in balmora orbit quicker then she can say "At Once!". He himself stomped off in an imperial manner screaming into a comm unit. Mr Frack was the last one and he grinned a maleficent grin.
-Mr Frack-
"Frazz. Me likey! Likey likey likey. Your the boss lady, Your Sithhood, Fazz it is."
-Mr Fazz-
"We are the Blades n Bullets mam, not Worms in Pants. The outfit will be ready and able when you need them."
He walked off after his coligues. One was now walking alongside Nysste.
-One-
"I will be happy to, Nysste. But My story is short and rather boring. I was found by Emperor Matar Lyndruss, the leader of an empire now dead called Phoenix Imperium. This ship and crew came from that empire. I was... given. As a gift. I was trained, and now I am here.
I was a street urchin on coruscant before all that. Nothing intresting, as you can see."
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Nysste
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Post by Nysste on Mar 30, 2014 16:40:02 GMT -8
*Nysste only smiled at One as they continued to walk. Her hands were clasped against her back and she spoke with a clear voice. One was someone Nysste needed to trust, which meant learning everything about the Twi'lek. But the Twi'lek would not learn of Nysste so easily. That privilege and knowledge had to be earned, at least in her eyes.*
"On the contrary One. I may be young and inexperienced in the galaxy and in the ways of the Sith, but I find it always interesting to hear the stories of my allies or those that should work under me. Besides... I bet there are more things to you than what meets the eye. Of course I've been proven wrong on that occasion a few times. My family being one of those instances."
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Apr 3, 2014 4:15:35 GMT -8
*Nysste only smiled at One as they continued to walk. Her hands were clasped against her back and she spoke with a clear voice. One was someone Nysste needed to trust, which meant learning everything about the Twi'lek. But the Twi'lek would not learn of Nysste so easily. That privilege and knowledge had to be earned, at least in her eyes.* "On the contrary One. I may be young and inexperienced in the galaxy and in the ways of the Sith, but I find it always interesting to hear the stories of my allies or those that should work under me. Besides... I bet there are more things to you than what meets the eye. Of course I've been proven wrong on that occasion a few times. My family being one of those instances."
One didnt tell all this. Nysste will have to make her own choices, and get her own information. Nothing is free in this world.-One- "Not everyone is born into families ruling worlds. Not everyone is born with the power of the Force. Some just wind up with the wrong people, get a collar on their necks and training to do a purpose. No glamour, no story behind it, just... things happen." The woman previously known as Sien'rha Lestin stepped up on the Ardent-class fast frigate "Edmund II" and reached out her hand to help her new mistress up with a stern face.-One- "Welcome on-board." |
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Nysste
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Post by Nysste on Apr 10, 2014 15:34:56 GMT -8
*Nysste only listened silently to One as she spoke her speech about people. The fact that things, 'just happen', didn't seem to be just that to the young Sith. All she could do was accept it as One stretched out her hand. Nysste took it and the two of them helped her get up onto the frigate. Nysste took a dep breath and made sure her hood was still over her head, darkening her face. Nysste could tell One was not telling her things, but based on the society and place she lived in, she could not expect to get everything*
"I must say, I feel a great sense of power, knowing that I may finally do something worth my time and rid the galaxy of fools."
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Post by Theophania del'Arte on Apr 13, 2014 18:26:05 GMT -8
Leeza had no problems getting the medium freighter down through the harried traffic patterns of the capital city. With a clank, the old girl was set down on the metal decking, and Leeza started to go through the procedures for shutting down their systems and locking off the ship access and overrides. Call it hunch, but she felt the need to make sure all the security protocols were being followed, so that no matter what, Adrien had complete access to his ship and if they were sliced, it would be an ordeal to break the encryption to steal the ship away from them. Call her paranoid, but that Fenrir guy made her edgy.
She got up from the seat and went to open the airlock door, listening to the other side as she unsnapped the leather straps on her blasters. The bulkhead door slid open easily and Leeza walked cautiously out to the common area, looking around for her duffle on the floor. She scooped it up and threw it on the bed of the first open crew room to her side. Her eyes were sweeping the area, her posture was alert and ready. She headed over to the ramp controls, looking over her shoulder for Adrien to follow her.
"Ready when you are, Captain."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2014 0:15:16 GMT -8
Fenrir was jostled a little from his nap as the Wayfarer touched down on the landing platform. He got up from his bed and exited the room and came out into the common room, to meet up with Adrien and Leeza, since it appeared they had arrived to their destination. He gave a bit of a stretch, some of his joints popping as he did so, before he resumed a ready to go stance and gave a nod towards Adrien
=Fenrir Asikari=
Morning...
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Post by Adrien Draykon on Apr 16, 2014 18:38:25 GMT -8
After the ship touched down and Leeza checked the door Adrien double checked to make sure the Shadow's security systems were accurately activated before he walked out of the cockpit. As he exited the cockpit he entered his room and grabbed his holster and coat then headed for the common area as he put his arms into the straps and then threw his coat over his shoulders to conceal his weapons. His attention was diverted from Leeza as Fenrir entered the room and Adrien returned his nod before taking a long glance at Leeza. His glance was out of view of Fenrir, as he had stepped between the two of them. He pulled out each of his Enforcers and made sure they were loaded and ready before he holstered them again. "Claws, you take point. Leeza and I will follow behind." He turned to look at Fenrir, "Anyone fires at us you cover us." He turned back toward the ramp and nodded at Leeza to drop the ramp.
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Apr 18, 2014 4:20:15 GMT -8
*Nysste only listened silently to One as she spoke her speech about people. The fact that things, 'just happen', didn't seem to be just that to the young Sith. All she could do was accept it as One stretched out her hand. Nysste took it and the two of them helped her get up onto the frigate. Nysste took a dep breath and made sure her hood was still over her head, darkening her face. Nysste could tell One was not telling her things, but based on the society and place she lived in, she could not expect to get everything* "I must say, I feel a great sense of power, knowing that I may finally do something worth my time and rid the galaxy of fools." -One- "Yes. It is." The ship was ready for launch, all that needed for it to lift was the crew to get to their places, and as soon as that state was reached, the ship lifted. They walked past Nysstes ship in the hangar, up to the crews quarters where Nysste was introduced to the Captains Quarters, now hers.
And soon, they were away. Heading for Balmora.
After the ship touched down and Leeza checked the door Adrien double checked to make sure the Shadow's security systems were accurately activated before he walked out of the cockpit. As he exited the cockpit he entered his room and grabbed his holster and coat then headed for the common area as he put his arms into the straps and then threw his coat over his shoulders to conceal his weapons. His attention was diverted from Leeza as Fenrir entered the room and Adrien returned his nod before taking a long glance at Leeza. His glance was out of view of Fenrir, as he had stepped between the two of them. He pulled out each of his Enforcers and made sure they were loaded and ready before he holstered them again. "Claws, you take point. Leeza and I will follow behind." He turned to look at Fenrir, "Anyone fires at us you cover us." He turned back toward the ramp and nodded at Leeza to drop the ramp.
-Bateman- "Greetings and welcome to Juvex. I am Patrick Bateman, from the Juvex Imports Exports company." One thing may be very intresting about the bulking gamorrean gorillas, and that is the slaves collar they ware.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2014 16:41:34 GMT -8
Fenrir moved to the ramp, ready to take the lead, even though he had no clue what they were looking for here, perhaps Adrien was worried they would meet some hostile force in the hangar. Which, if that was the case, meant having Fenrir in the lead was a smart idea, since he could pretty much shrug off a blasterbolt. Fenrir had been waiting for the ramp to lower when he paused, as the two Gamorreans came into view before finally revealing the man whom introduced himself as Patrick Bateman.
Fenrir had a bad feeling about this situation, as he wondered if perhaps this was the sort of trouble Adrien had been expecting. Part of him was more curious, since the dossier he had read on Juvex Imports Exports had Patrick listed as the President of the company. He turned his head to his left, to get a better view of Adrien, who was behind him, to see how he wanted to handle this situation
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on Apr 19, 2014 17:44:19 GMT -8
Vaulkhar and his crew were in the air, leaving the spaceport when it happened. An alarm went off in the cockpit and sensor telemetry appeared for a ship that was currently landing on the planet. That ship was the Midnight Shadow and it belonged to Captain Adrien Draykon. The pirates had an alert system in place in case any ship of a known enemy appeared in sensor range. Vaulkhar had made sure he would never miss such an alert and had set up the cockpit controls accordingly.
"Sir, that's the ship of..."
"..Adrien Draykon. Turn us around, set us back in a different hanger bay a good distance away from that smuggler scum!"
"Yes Sir!"
The pilot swung the yoke and the ship turned through the air to face another part of the city spaceport. Without any permissions the pirates began landing procedures as they scrambled to catch up with the smugglers. Vaulkhar sent a quick message to The Yellow Skull in orbit before leaving the cockpit. He summoned Three to follow him to the landing ramp as they touched down again on Juvex, a lot quicker than anyone had thought.
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Post by Nysste on Apr 20, 2014 7:44:56 GMT -8
-One- "Yes. It is." The ship was ready for launch, all that needed for it to lift was the crew to get to their places, and as soon as that state was reached, the ship lifted. They walked past Nysstes ship in the hangar, up to the crews quarters where Nysste was introduced to the Captains Quarters, now hers.
And soon, they were away. Heading for Balmora.
"One, go make yourself useful and check on the leaders from earlier and give me reports on every action they take, and words they speak that are of importance. If they speak ill or grand of me I want to know. How they do their job should also be recorded for me. If you cannot accomplish this task with efficiency or do it at all, I will be force to scar you with lightning until you do so. Now leave me. I need to meditate and set-up my main supplies." *Nysste walked into her quarters and noticed that some of the Training droids from her ship were placed inside. In a small closet were many similar robes and there was also the rest of her books on the Jedi and Sith. A small dresser filled with holocrons was placed next to her bed and she only frowned at the fact. She could only imagine the possible damage that the movers could have done. She looked at one of the droids and waved her hand at it, activating the machine through the Force. It started up almost immediately and ran straight for Nysste, pulling out a vibroblade attached to its back. Nysste activated one her orange lightsabers and charged the droid head-on. It struck with an overhead swing while Nysste ducked and did a quick mid-section slice from the right. The droid quickly fell in two parts to the ground and Nysste deactivated the blade she held, putting it back on her belt. She force pushed the droids remains against a spare wall and walked casually to her bed. Sitting on her bed, Nysste quietly waited for the arrival to Balmorra.* |
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Post by Theophania del'Arte on Apr 20, 2014 12:25:23 GMT -8
The ramp descended and a cold doubt made her pause. Leeza had that itch in her right hand, but this time it was radiating up her arm. That itch of the Force trying to warn her that something was out of place, danger was near. Something was coming. The problem was that without the rest of her Force sense, she couldn't possibly know how or what. It was like having a really powerful gut instinct with nothing else to go on. The straps were already unsnapped on her blasters so she let her hands hang loose by her sides, weight in the balls of her feet. If she needed to move fast, then she could. She walked carefully down the ramp, her eyes taking in everything, the way she had been taught. She didn't speak, just sized up the Gamorreans and formulated a plan to subdue if necessary.
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Post by Adrien Draykon on Apr 21, 2014 19:32:41 GMT -8
As the ramp lowered two large gamorreans were found with black metal armour and large spiked maces. They looked mean, they looked fierce, and they looked rather formidable if you wanted to take them head on. In short, Nasty guards. Whom were they guarding? One head shorter and severely slimmer then his guards, the old man stood there with a large smile on his face that either meant "Hello, and welcome" or "You are just in time to be the main course". He wore a stilish suit and tie, armed with a businessmans suit case. He stepped forward.
-Bateman- "Greetings and welcome to Juvex. I am Patrick Bateman, from the Juvex Imports Exports company." One thing may be very intresting about the bulking gamorrean gorillas, and that is the slaves collar they ware.
And Adrien was thoroughly creeped out by this guy, maybe it was the weirdly upbeat tone in his voice or perhaps the sadistic smile that made him seem like he was batshit crazy, though it certainly wasn't the big pig men with slave collars. Adrien had seen bigger and fiercer opponents and they were undoubtedly all brawn and no brains. But this guy, well there was just something off about him. However Adrien did what he did best, gave a carefree smile and a charming tone, though Fenrir and Leeza would notice a considerable change in his voice as he adopted more of a Corellian-esque draw, "I wasn't expecting a welcoming party, but this sort of streamlines things for us. Name's Ric Daklan, Captain of the Silver Hawk." He glanced back at the grey and black ship before turning back to the man with a slightly sheepish grin as he scratched his head, "'Course she needs a new paint job." He nodded toward Leeza and Fenrir, "This here's my crew, Nira and hairy guy is Irwin." He leaned in and whispered, "Bit of a knuckle dragger like these two." He chuckled and stood up straight again as he glanced back at Fenrir. "We're here looking for some work, I'm assuming an imports slash exports company would be looking for a few capable transporters."He put his hands on his hips and stood with his weight on his back foot. Of course if they checked the transponder code it would still read as the Midnight Shadow, but Adrien had taken a lot of steps to ensure that his story would check out if it was looked into, right down to changing his appearance. The rare photos of him would show a man with long hair and a full beard, and even his eyes were a different color these days due to his new hi-sense eyes. There were some features that might stick out, but for the most part he looked like an entirely different person than the pictures that most people would have access to. |
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Post by Atia on Apr 24, 2014 3:52:19 GMT -8
-Bateman-
"Thats Juvex for you folks! Welcome parties and first grade service!"
The smile. That Business smile. 'Everything will be all right, dont worry about it' kinda smile with a hint of sarcasm.
-Bateman-
"Mr Daklan, Mizz Nira, Mr Irwin, you have come to the right place if you wish for business. In fact, I have something in mind that needs immediate attention. Care to talk about it with a roof over our heads?"
He nodded towards the ship. He wanted to get inside. If they get a deal on, he would place his little tracker. Its a kind of... Track Your Packadge Service for shady operations with unknown assets.
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Post by Atia on Apr 24, 2014 3:55:07 GMT -8
Vaulkhar and his crew were in the air, leaving the spaceport when it happened. An alarm went off in the cockpit and sensor telemetry appeared for a ship that was currently landing on the planet. That ship was the Midnight Shadow and it belonged to Captain Adrien Draykon. The pirates had an alert system in place in case any ship of a known enemy appeared in sensor range. Vaulkhar had made sure he would never miss such an alert and had set up the cockpit controls accordingly.
"Sir, that's the ship of..."
"..Adrien Draykon. Turn us around, set us back in a different hanger bay a good distance away from that smuggler scum!"
"Yes Sir!"
The pilot swung the yoke and the ship turned through the air to face another part of the city spaceport. Without any permissions the pirates began landing procedures as they scrambled to catch up with the smugglers. Vaulkhar sent a quick message to The Yellow Skull in orbit before leaving the cockpit. He summoned Three to follow him to the landing ramp as they touched down again on Juvex, a lot quicker than anyone had thought. |
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Post by Adrien Draykon on Apr 29, 2014 17:05:24 GMT -8
-Bateman- "Thats Juvex for you folks! Welcome parties and first grade service!" The smile. That Business smile. 'Everything will be all right, dont worry about it' kinda smile with a hint of sarcasm.-Bateman- "Mr Daklan, Mizz Nira, Mr Irwin, you have come to the right place if you wish for business. In fact, I have something in mind that needs immediate attention. Care to talk about it with a roof over our heads?" He nodded towards the ship. He wanted to get inside. If they get a deal on, he would place his little tracker. Its a kind of... Track Your Packadge Service for shady operations with unknown assets.As the man spoke Adrien moved his hands from his hips and crossed his arms, he was quick to want to board the Shadow and that didn't sit well with Adrien. Of course Adrien didn't like anyone who was overly anxious to board his ship, especially if they haven't been vetted, it made him wonder what the guy's angle was. He also didn't like the idea of the pigs stinking up the place. He looked the Bateman character up and down with a slightly raised left brow, he then glanced to Leeza and back to Bateman, "Alright, but your boys here have to stay out here, Irwin will stay with them. We have some supplies to get while we're here, but I think Nira can handle that herself. Just me and you go in. That's the only way this goes down, take it or leave it." He grinned confidently. He wanted this guy to know that so long as they were on his ship that he was in charge and he called the shots. |
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