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Cim Salro

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Previously...

 

As if Cim Salro’s escape from Korbin was not dramatic enough, once the Sultana of Spice fled the First Order’s seizure of her kyrf plantations, the Anzati’s ship crashed more than halfway to Wild Space, her chosen destination.
 
And on Tynna she’d met Nydo. Nydo Aschansa. 
 
The planet itself was nothing to write home about. A frigid world, its main inhabitants were Tynnans, small rodent-like creatures who were no match for the criminals which had taken root in the city of Lutris.
 
These criminals were led by Nydo and his smuggler’s society called The Black Bha’lir.
 
And after a tense firefight one cold night, near Lutris Lake, Cim surrendered to the Bha’lir, yet no Stockholm Syndrome was needed to keep her with them. She immediately fell for Nydo. And her spice operations swiftly began again with only one hiccup - their proximity to the Galactic Alliance. After a bit of research, Cim told the head of the Bha’lir:
 
“I have a tip, Mah ji muna. There’s an island on Maramere. Very hidden but large enough for what we need. We could go there and begin to expand. Only the Confederacy has the coordinates. But I have a tip that we can find these on Geonosis. And both of us can stop running.”
 
The Black Bha’lir had been on Tynna for years, but Nydo agreed. It would be a matter of months before the Alliance assisted the Tynnans, and that meant being uprooted. “Let’s build something together,” whispered Cim, all honey, promises and Anzati hypnosis.
 
“Sounds perfect,” he agreed in a gravely baritone. “The Rites of Retribution demand we remove an old member, and he just happens to be hiding in the CIS capital.” 
 
 
Present Day...
 
The small contingent of smuggler’s and criminals flew into Geonosis undetected and set up in an abandoned Geonosian cave. They’d picked up some newcomers along the way, and it was time to get to know the crew.
 
Objective:
 

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Petra Cavataio

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After the small chat with her boy, Isley and dealing with waking up on Dathomir, Petra worked her way off the planet by using smugglers. Did not matter who proclaim the rule of the planet, it never stopped criminals from using the planet as a hideout. Such criminals had their own habits and scents. Making them easier to hunt down, the crew of six was small for her liking, and their ship was cute in her mind. Petra moved in closer with the intent of using them and not killing them. However, their simple minds were easily manipulated by the witch. For her, it was sad because she liked a challenge. So out of the boredom, all but two were ‘sacrifice’ to their new deity. That amused her during the trip. Also, she pumped them of information. The knowledge of what they were doing and how the underworld was.

The said trip was to Geonosis. It was where the capital of the Confederacy. Petra planned on appearing in person this time instead of a dream to Isley. The appearance was to offer her services to better their relationship; however, the men had told her they were going to Geonosis to gather with the Black Bha’lir. That peaked her interest, she was once in the criminal world as a crime lord, but that was time so long ago that the galaxy had changed several times over. Since time had moved on, Petra was fine with it. The window of opportunity was more on her home and how life in her stronghold could grow. Also, it would open a chance to get the witches more independent.

Once landed in the abandoned area, they proceeded with going to cave the men were called to. They walked in first with Petra between and slightly a step behind them while wearing her dark brown rancor leather cloak that was closed in front and hood down. Looking around the cave to see who was there, she focused on the two there. Petra let her words flow out and fill the area. “I’ll get this out of the way… I’m simply Petra, and these boys said they had a job opportunity with you all. How can one pass up a mysterious job? I know I can’t.” Adding in chuckle with a hint of wickedness laced through it at the end of her word.

 
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Insurance fraud was such a loaded term, Captain Kingsley much preferred to think of himself as simply laying low for a while in the Outer Rim.

 

The Hiitian freighter captain owed outstanding debts from Coruscant to the Tingel Arm, and at the time Geonosis had sounded like a pleasant change of scenery. Now that he was here in this smuggler's den, loading supplies and low on booze, he was beginning to regret it. The comforts of his freighter the Greater Fool called to him nearby, but the contacts who had hooked him up with this gig had promised a big payout. A faint hope that his take would come anywhere close to covering what it would cost to remove the death mark on his head kept him from bailing on this whole enterprise.

 

Feathered limbs flailed wildly into action the moment he caught sight of Petra Cavataio and her entourage's unexpected arrival at the cave's mouth, scooping up the smuggler's scattergun from its position leaning against a crate of thermal detonators. Standing at two meters fully extended, the weapon looked small in his talons, but it was no less deadly. Entirely unprompted, he waved it menacingly at these newcomers.

 

"Rrrrawk, want I should smoke em boss man?" he cried out in alarm, glancing uncertainly between Nydo and Cim Salro, "Boss lady?"

 

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Cim Salro

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Already the Black Bha’lir had made its mark upon Geonosis as a Dathomirian witch approached Cim and Nydo's cave, offering her services. Normally this would make any smuggling group nervous, but the Bha’lir needed to arrive with a bit of swagger, a bit of their bad reputation preceding them. Of course Cim did not want a repeat of the quick shutdown of her activities upon Korbin as the First Order had done, but a small buzz about the Bha’lir was extremely good for business.
 
In the short time the smugglers had been on Geonosis, their lair had been transformed from empty, dusty hole to a quaint hideout complete with a makeshift encrypted comms system, and a few pieces of luxury decor.
 
Cim’s dark eyes drank in the female figure in the brown robe, though her hand hovered over the blaster on her hip. “Welcome guests,” she said, rising from the sofa, where she’d been entangled with Nydo. She wore skinny black leather jeans and a slinky slate-grey shirt which, given the Anzati’s leggy form, caused her limbs to resemble a spider's. Not to mention the fact that to the Sultana of Spice, anyone was prey. Even the leader of the Black Bhal’lir himself.
 
“Come in and have something to drink. Spice?” 
 
The squawk from Kingsley startled the Anzati slightly, and she turned to him. Aside from the feathers and the molting and the often distasteful smell, the bird had turned out to be a decent henchman so far. Time would tell if Kingsley or even Cim would adhere to the four principles of the Bha’lir. The Anzati spice queen assumed the vulture would have a problem with number one as she often did - Never profit from the weakness of others.
 
“Nah, let’s see what our new friend has to say for herself. I’m very intrigued-”
 
Nydo suddenly rose from the couch, shuffling past the three Dathomirians and slipping out of the exit.
 
“Prepare the way of the Retribution,” she murmured as the leader of the Black Bha’hir left them to perform an execution of a former member. 
 
“Please make yourself at home,” Cim said to Petra. “I am interested to see what you may have to offer.”
 

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Smugglers. That was what was up. Scherezade had, in her handful of months being both a non-pebble and a weird version of an adult, done a lot of things. Some of them turned out amazingly well, others not so much. But she had always operated alone, often forgoing even the aide of the precious few people who didn't seem to outright hate her. And now... She needed to expand. She needed more people to set more plans in motion, and for that, she was going to have to learn how this whole diplomatic bullcrap worked, and naturally, she was going to be her own test subject, as always.

She wasn't exactly one of them. No. That part had been made clear off the bat, probably on both sides. But she was going to work with them, and they were going to work with her, and if neither of them screwed things up, it was going to be bloody awesome. The moment she'd gotten in contact with Black Bha'lir, it felt like her mind had exploded with ideas of what she could now do.

And so she had come here, looking as sweetly innocent as she usually did. Combat boots, jeans, pink t shirt. Of course, beneath the shirt hid a dozen Czerka knives, and on her hip was a pistol that carried her own invention - Glitter Bullets. Deadly. Still, her face betrayed nothing of the weapon of chaos and destruction that the young Sithling was. More than once she had been mistaken for a mere child on the cusp of womanhood, and for now, she seemed to enjoy confusing people that way.

She'd made it to the planet on her own, using the Giggledust, a ship taken from her junkie aunt, and she entered the cave after Petra Cavataio had spoken. The one named Nydo had just run by her, causing her to blink as she looked at the people already there and waved.

 

 

 

 

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Jorge was just finishing a deal on Commenor when he got the invitation from the Black Bha'lir. He immediately had his co-pilot prep the ship and chart a course. Jorge didn't leave right away though, instead he went to the local cantina to spend his money on booze and to arrange more trade deals for the future. It wasn't until after his seventh drink, that his little co-pilot came rolling in the cantina and interrupted his fun. The meeting with the Black Bha'lir was coming up soon, and he was sure to be late in his condition. [When it came to alcohol Jorge wasn't a heavyweight.] After ignoring his droid for some time, Jorge reluctantly remembered that the payout was supposedly going to be big and that thought motivated him to get up and stumble back to his ship.

 

When Jorge got aboard, Segway had the engine already prepped, and Jorge was making his way to the cockpit when the purr of the engine made him drowsy and he redirected himself towards his quarters to pass out on his bed. Jorge's droid Segway took initiative and started piloting the ship by himself. The Dusty Sparrow took off from the Commenor spaceport and flew off towards the Outer Rim. For the majority of the flight Jorge slept, right as they were coming into the gravitational pull of the planet he had made his way to the cockpit and sat down relieving Segway of command. All the way down to the surface Segway wouldn't stop talking about how Jorge is irresponsible and how he shouldn't be the captain of the Sparrow, The droid even named himself as a possible replacement for Jorge, which Jorge responded to with "Alright trashcan, You can be captain when I'm dead." and with that Jorge got up from his chair and left the ship.

 

Jorge made his way up to the cave where he was supposed to meet the Black Bha'lir. Jorge walked into the cave and looked around at the gathering of "scoundrels" that were within. "Hi everybody.. I'm Jorge and I'm sorry I'm late." He smiled at the group and sat down on a supply crate that was there, he looked around to try to put names to faces, but he didn't seem to know anyone there.

 

 

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Edited by Jorge, 19 May 2018 - 10:47 AM.

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Previously

 

In a simple, inconspicuous cantina in the newly established capital of the CIS. Sitting at a table away from the entrance sat Cyran, alone. Leaning back in his seat with his instrument laid out on him as he tuned the strings on it. On the table were some credits. As he sat alone what seemed like a stranger approached. She dropped a note on the table and picked up the credits as the passed. They were no stranger however, in fact they were an informant he hired. Putting his stringed instrument down he checked the note, and read it. It spoke of a meeting here on the planet of Geonosis, set in a cave. Perhaps they cleared out any local Geonosians. Perhaps he'll drop by.

 

Present

 

Landing his vessel fairly far away he didn't want to raise any alarms. To keep himself entertained on the walk to the cave he got his Mandoviol and began to play a simple tune to himself. A, F, G, E, F, D, E... would be the couple of notes he started out with before he began to really practice. To Cyran, music was the the universal language. One that anyone can understand and enjoy, and was he really wrong?

 

All he really knew was that this was a little get together to possibly bring back an old smuggler community. Or, at least that's what he thought. Some kind of organization called the Black Bha'lir.

 

Walking to the cave the Duros could feel glad that the Geonosians weren't how they used to be, being so territorial. Able to enjoy the vast and barren environment that the planet provided. Getting into the cave he continued his little song. Eventually he would come across other individuals all hanging out in there. A,F,G,E,F,D,E... he repeated as he approached them. Perhaps it was a little odd seeing a stranger walk up to you playing a little tune like he did. "And to think I was gonna miss something like this." He said as he introduced himself.

 

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Edited by Cyran Vaas, 16 May 2018 - 09:37 PM.


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Upon his throne within the Spire he sat silently. The report held in his hands had caused a slight furrow upon his brow. Competition in the form of a new organization had landed upon his shores, and they had moved momentarily to Geonosis. Typically the first response was to stamp out the competition, or to undermine and infiltrate them for his own use. Yet as he read more on this group he felt the wheels within beginning to spin. Everything was a toy for his own pleasure, and this quite possibly would be no different.

Rising from his throne he moved from the dais as he headed up the spiral staircase to collect a few items. Pulling the comkifrom his pants pocket he sent a message to his pet, Umai . Mere instructions to meet him at the spaceport in two hours. Speaking with the Lieutenant of his Knight Hunters he placed the man in charge until his return before heading for the balcony where the speeder rested. Quickly he made his way for the transport.


GEONOSIS

The speeder flew by, the scenery of Geonosis less then enthralling. William calmly watched from the passenger seat while his pet drove. In the backseat the mongrel, Doggo, rested in sleep. Upon a casual view the two could be seen as merely a couple out for a wandering tour of the planet. But the fact couldn't be further from the truth. The witch behind the wheel was no simple woman, for she had an intellect that nearly rivalled his own. Yet his deviant machinations gave him the edge in their continual sparring. Armed with power obtained and a hunger for what she didn't have made her quite the force.

A cold smile crossed his face as they neared the location that was wrest from the mind of a smuggler less then cooperative. The bothan's less then satisfactory performance while in the service of William the Bloody was all the permission he had needed to take what he had desired. As the speeder stopped in front of the caves he slipped from the vehicle and smoothed the obsidian jacket across his chest. Extending his arm to the witch he smoothed all trace from his features.

"Shall we my slave?"

Walking smoothly into the current base of the organization known as The Black Bha’lir, William watched the scene that played out within. Interestingly it seemed things were just beginning.

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Petra Cavataio

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((sorry for the mess))

Petra being all civil with greetings got a rude reaction from a bird. Her boys had it cover by simply stepping in front while she made herself comfortable. She was fine if shots were fired. That is why they were brought. All her little thralls existed to die for her. Of course, she did not mind the idea of getting the birdie subdued to take home and watch a good show of her rancors eating the person. A smile grew across her face because of the idea and others appearing.

The chair that her rear rested on was adjusted to allow her maximized comfort. Reclining was real; however, she was not going to partake the drinks and spice. Her past was filled with ways of numbing everything she had done which sent her away from the galaxy for almost ten years. The trash made her awakening even more difficult to snap from it. The act was almost what killed her which a part of her wanted.

Since the birdie was called off, her men were summoned back to stand like statues next to her. Petra wanting to be polite to the hostess with the mostess now. She looked over and answered, “From the boys, it sounds like, besides today, I can offer help on different levels in the future, sweetie.”




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The Hiitian waved his scatterblaster back and forth frantically between each of the newest arrivals, only faltering when Cim Salro ordered him to stand down. A brief glance in his direction had made it clear to Kingsley that she was unconcerned by this latest development, so reluctantly he lowered the lethal close range weapon and fumbled around in his pockets. Surreptitiously unhooking a clasp that secured his molecular stiletto, he disguised the motion by withdrawing his flask from its loop hanging from his hip. If Cim was the trusting type, that was her business. Jorge and Cyran Vaas seemed like your average mercs, but something about the way Petra Cavataio seemed to feign a sense of harmlessness unnerved him.

 

"To new friends!" he announced to no one in particular, downing the rest of the flask's contents in one deeply unsatisfying gulp. Kingsley was fairly certain he still had a bottle left on the Fool, but at his rate of consumption he would be cutting it dangerously close to sobriety if he didn't scavenge enough credits for some decent quality liquor and soon.

 

Thoroughly disinterested in business conversations where he wasn't the one making some kind of profit, the freighter captain decided that this was as good a time as any for a union mandated fifteen. Glancing around the rest of their hideout, the avian noticed that he wasn't the only member of their crew which had taken some interest in all the commotion at the mouth of the cave. Scherezade deWinter was waving, to who exactly he wasn't sure but he wasn't about to let a little thing like that stop him.

 

Hacking liquid phlegm into his talons, he ran the murky fluid through his scalp feathers to ensure that he was properly groomed, before sauntering over to the young girl in a kind of stumbling strut. She seemed like she might be kind of young for him, but to be honest with himself Kingsley couldn't really tell with humans. All these hairless monkeys looked pretty much the same to him.

 

"Hey there," swaying more than a little before leaning against some cave decor as much for support as anything, he winked at the young girl and puffed his chest out in a way that would be considered erotic among his own kind, "Come here often?"

 

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Cim Salro

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While Nydo fared well with the Black Bha’lir moving from this place to that, Cim did not enjoy the nomadic lifestyle. While she could smile and pretend, the Anzati knew that a Geonosian cave with very little protection was not the solution and all the more reason to find that fethin’ island. She'd lived on a rambling plantation before with luxury decor and the finest of everything. She was anxious to get out of this dusty hole-with-furniture.
 
The sultana welcomed Scherezade deWinter with a cocktail and a grilled arch grub on a skewer. A new recruit named Jorge also entered along with Cyran and William. The Anzati felt both overwhelmed with gratitude at the interest in the Bha’lir and a little bit hungry at all of these new sources of food for her.
 
It didn’t take long before some of the smuggler’s were drinking or already drunk. Cim side-eyed the bird, but his loss of motor function might be her gain later when she needed to drink the sea of memory from him as distasteful as that sounded. The Anzati also scanned the room for the strongest sentient and picking her target, tucked that information away for later.
 
Though Cim wanted to hear more about Petra’s offer, she addressed the group:
 
“I could not be more pleased at the success of this gathering.” She pulled up a holomap of the Ministry of Science’s floor plan. “Before we begin, I want to make sure you are all aware of the Black Bha’lir’s smuggler’s codes. We don’t have to go over them now, but if these are broken, you become an enemy of the Bha’lir.”
 
The Anzati pointed to a couple of entrances to the facility, and a small dot glowed where the target was. “We’re breaking into this building to steal coordinates which are located in a databank in this particular room. Do whatever you deem necessary to retrieve this information but remember the number one code: Never profit from the weakness of others. We are only to kill in self-defense. Otherwise please use your stun blasters.”
 
In the past, Cim did not think twice about killing an innocent bystander. She’d done it for years herself in order to keep herself alive, but there was something about Nydo - and her loyalty to him - that had changed her for the better. She checked her datapad and saw a text from him: “Meet you at the MoS.”
 
“Any questions? If not, let’s move out.”
 

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There was a Hiitian in the cave? Scherezade blinked, openly staring at Kingsley for a few moments. She recognized the species, but knew precious little anything about it. When he got the phlegm into his talons and it through his feathers, she blinked. It sort of mimicked what humans did when... Oh. She uttered a silent prayer to the Force that it was just a visual similarity and not more than that. He walked over and greeted her, and then puffed his chest out. Scherezade noted that his chest was bigger than hers. "First time," she answered with a hint of a smile. She really really wasn't flirting. She was trying to be nice, but she had no clue how small talk worked.

When Cim Salro began to speak though, all her attention turned from the big bird to the woman, listening to all she said.

"Hold on," she raised a hand when the woman asked if there were any questions. This was... Fast. She hadn't come here to join and be part of them. All the Black Bah'lir rules were really not up the Sithling's ally, though she had no intention of keeping others from adhering to them. "I'm not here to join you. I'm here to work with you."

There was more to add. Like how if the break in went as expected, she had more work for them. The young Sithling had been working for the past few weeks without pause on plans to ruin several planets under the dominion of major groups that she didn't particularly like. But that... Was for later.

 

 

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Sitting and listening had her a bit bored, Petra brushed the back of the hand of one the men she brought. Each caress of her fingers tips against the skin was light drain of his life. Only thing showing from the drain when her fingers left, tiny flakes of his skin flowed the fingers. It was her form amusing herself while plans were spoken and hints to a code was given. If anyone was paying attention to her, then major eye rolling would have been seen. On the flip side, one had to play the game to get any form of reward out of it.

As questions were asked, the witchy woman was going to keep quiet for the moment. However, the young girl speaking up was on par with her. There were things to offer like a partnership but to fall under a code was so not her. So, she added to Scherezade remark, “Like the child said, here to work with you…” Then she decided to add in again, “and help on different levels in the future, i.e. talk more after this ‘fun’ run.”



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Jorge had already learnt of the Black Bha'lir codes from what his droid told him. Jorge agreed with the codes and they were the usual morales he lived by.

 

Jorge had one problem though, he pulled out his A180 and looked it over. He knew it didn't have any type of safety or a stun feature like Cim Salro implied, but he was making a point. He didn't raise his hand but he spoke out quickly when she was finishing up her statement. "I believe i speak for most of everyone here when I say that I would only use my gun when I mean to kill." He held up his gun for them to see. "This model doesn't have a stun feature so I'm just letting you know that now." He smiled at her because he was all about being reasonable and he wanted her to know that.

 

"Oh and I agree with the others on just working with you, I would like to get paid for each job if so."

 

Jorge got up, and he wanted to know the next stage of the plan. "So where to next boss?"

 

 

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Cyran simply listened to the others in the cave. After they all finished he played a little tune. C,D,E,D,E,F,G... "I got now questions are my front." He said with that typical Duros raspy voice. "But unlike some of our compadres here I'd could see myself joining this little organization." What was the point of working for them if you weren't going to join? He questioned in his head. Actually he could think of several reason why not, but that was besides the point.

 

"I'd imagine that with a supernaturally gifted individual like yourself." He said, referring to Petra Cavataio. "Something like this would be quite easy. But I shouldn't jinx it should I?" Cyran said with a bit of a chuckle. Little did he know more then just her were gifted with the Force. Even he was and he didn't even know it, yet he could feel it, kinda.

 

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Oh no some alien did not just speak to her. The look she whipped him was completely the opposite of what she was feeling. Bright smile and soft eyes where what was given. Now deep inside, Petra’s mind was thinking of the hundred and one different ways she would enjoy torturing and killing the blue freak. Even when she spoke, words were not lace with disdain or malice, but instead it was friendly and warm. “Well sweetie… maybe it might be but where is the fun in that?”

Still as she focused on what she now called blue freak in her head, she did not harm the thrall smuggler. That life drain was on lock down with how much she pulled from him. Each touch was a calculated pull from him. She did not care for the man and really did care to draw her strength from herself. So, she did what she always did… take it from another then another until whatever she desire was achieve.




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Cim looked at the group before her - some polished, some on the mangy side. This assignment would be a true test of her leadership skills, and while Nydo had a network of smuggler’s already interconnected with the Bha’lir, in a way she would be helping him to build something from the ground up, versus striding around her plantation, underpaying workers and mistreating them as was her normal day-to-day existence.
 
To be honest the codes were quite rigid for the Anzati’s cruel nature, but for now, she would obey. 
 
“Working with us is fine,” Cim said nodding to Ms. deWinter and Ms. Cavataio. “The Bha’lir welcomes your support be it man, woman... bird, or material. For the rest of you who are part of the society or joining we can suss out the roles once we get to Maramere.” 
 
Jorge did not have a stun mechanism on his weapon, and with the Anzati’s hunger rising she felt herself with the urge to snap at him. But she remained calm and said, “Your normal blaster is fine. Just remember self-defense.” Only her low and husky voice betrayed a bit of irritation and anticipation for the trip.
 
With no more questions but a bit of weird back and forth between the witch and the Duros, Cim set off in a land-speeder which had room for whoever wanted to join her. Various vehicles were provided for the others to follow - swoop bikes, jump speeders, armored ground cars, whatever they had been able to scrounge up and not draw notice from the CIS.
 
OOC: Feel free to continue interacting with Cim on the journey to the facility, or head straight to the Ministry of Science to retrieve the island coordinates. 
 

Edited by Cim Salro, 20 May 2018 - 06:35 AM.

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Kingsley

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Unfortunately, or perhaps thankfully depending on your perspective, Cim Salro interrupted the Hiitian's little tryst. He was hardly paying attention when she ran through the details of the job she had gathered them all here for one last time. It took him several seconds after the others expressed their incredulity at the Bha'lir's ground rules to notice there was tension in the room, for his own part Kingsley scooped up his scattergun still leaning nearby and pumped the handgrip back and forth to chamber a new lethal cartridge.

 

"No killing, rrraawk you got it!" he lied, beaming the entire time as if he were some kind of teacher's pet. Work for, work with, it was all the same to him really. He had been beholden to Cei Kyros for years before he wound up on Geonosis, and if aligning himself even temporarily with Salro could put some muscle between him and those who now wanted him dead, then he'd say whatever he had to.

 

It could always be worse, he reasoned. Cim had even gone so far as to include birdkind in her big speech. He returned her nod gratefully, happy that at least this organization wasn't racist. And yet he couldn't help but notice he was the only birdman here, wondering now if this gig was just token equal opportunity office politics after all. Glancing back and forth suspiciously between the rest of the assembled smugglers, the Captain remained vigilant for signs of bird haters among those who would be joining.

 

After several long minutes of rummaging around inside his freighter's hold for his last bottle of liquor, the Hiitian stowed it in his personal XP-38 Rough Rider and hopped into the driver's seat. Chugging along overland on repulsorlifts that were probably in need of inspection, Kingsley's landspeeder was not without its charm. Flames were painted along its sides, and Sullust leather seat cushions made for a truly comfortable ride. Pulling up right alongside Scherezade deWinter, he pounded on the speeder's horn.

 

"Hey baby, need a ride?" he asked her, flipping up his sunglasses and tilting his head down in a way that he hoped looked suave.

 

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Edited by Kingsley, 20 May 2018 - 02:17 PM.

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Jorge

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Jorge had checked his equipment and caught up with his employer to get a ride to the facility. Jorge had no personal transport besides his ship and even though there were other means provided, he still decided to ride with Cim. Jorge had an idea, he thought that if he got to know Cim maybe he would get paid more in the end.

 

"So, Ms. Salro.. how long have you been with the Black Bha'lir?" he asked, trying to start some small talk. "Oh, and I've only heard rumors about your group but how much do your members get paid? I would like to know how your system works." Jorge asked this second question because he was trying to determine if he wanted to fully join the group. If he joined them, he still wanted the freedom to do his own thing and run his own "operations." That was his only grievance with the organization so far.

 

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Edited by Jorge, 22 May 2018 - 02:25 PM.

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Listening to how Petra Cavataio replied to him he simply smiled back. Not really knowing how much he may have pissed her off. Then he looked back as Cim spoke before everyone started on their paths to head out to the objective. looking back a Petra he spoke once more. "What do you say, we go together, I drive..."Sweetie"" Little did he know he was actually doing worse then playing with fire. Especially with that comment. Probably making his own death wish without even knowing it.

 

Following them out of the cave he watched as the pulled up the the girl, still on pursuit for her it seemed. Then watched as Jorge hopped in with Cim Salro to start nagging her about working for them. During all this he'd harness his instrument back on him and approach one of the various speeders. He wasn't sure if the "Supernatural" Lady was gonna join him or not, get into the speeder.

 

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