A First Encounter

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

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Location: Carrania, Serenno, Outer Rim Territories
[member="Zakir Thaun"]
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As in every other day of the week, Vaelak headed to the local cantina. He strolled in and took a seat at the far end of the room, away from most of the main attraction. He was greeted by a young female Twelek, and requested a drink. His eyes flickered between the usual personnel which roamed the cantina before his drink was placed on his table. He lifted it and brought it to his lips, sipping it's contents.. To say the least; it was another day in the canteen.

 

[Zakir Thaun]

Zakir headed into the canteen in his efforts of locating the certain property in Carrania's undercity, he emitted a sharp exhale before he proceeded forward to the bar. He motioned to the bartender for a drink while settling himself on a seat before the bar desk, digits tapping relentlessly at it. He at last was served the drink, yet by then his attention was snapped by Vaelak.

He hummed to himself before drifting a few credits across the bar to the bartender, paying no time to another glance before raising from his seat, his tankard in hand he made his way near Vaelak,
swiftly boarding before his table, he broke the silence with swift speech, "You seem like the local kind.. I suppose you know a Zabrak that goes by the name Ruto?"

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

He liftes his head up,looking at a young zabrak,before answering the man's question,he takes another sip from his drink,and only than he replies, "Local? No...I arrived here fairly recently. A couple of weeks ago to be more exact. I have never heard of a zabrak named Ruto. But if you need to find him I am willing to help. For some coin of course..or another drink. Another drink never hurts.." He says with a chuckle at the end.

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"Eh.." The Zabrak hinted hesitation and mild despair in his words, his eyebrows quirking, "You'll have two drinks once we find him.. He owns some sort o' junky gadget shop in the undercity.. Know anything of this sort?" , His leg corcked eagerly; it was clear the Zabrak intended ill will to this 'Ruto' Zabrak. His lips were curled in distaste of the current state; he was looking for a small junk store in the undercity of Carrania.. Not the easiest place to navigate in.

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

"Some sort of gadget shop huh..?" He mumbles,repeating the zabraks words. "I might've been there a couple of times. They sell all kinds of goods there,even weapons." He looks down, a DL-44 can be seen spotted in his holster, "So yes,I can get us there. No probelm...ehh...What is your name again?" He asks and takes a last sip from his glass,emptying it. He than gets up,waiting for the man.

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"Zakir.. Name's Zakir." He refrained from a handshake as he rose from his seat after the pure Sith, a A180 blaster pistol could also be seen from his belt, tilting in a holster. He reaffirmed with a bob of his head, leaving his barely drank tankard on the table. It was obvious he was eager to take action thus he quickly follow Vaelak.

His objective was strict; he did not let himself stray or restrain from his course; he seeked vengeance, and he will have it.. First Ruto, then others; All those who once doubted his family's name will be in pain, he continuesly told himself, he rose from the ashes of his family, furious than ever.

The two headed out of the canteen, the slum low levels of Carrania now before them; many knew this place as a maze, a dungeon, bandits and thugs hiding in every corner and the cartels dominating the streets. Zakir would pitty those that accidentally ended up lost there, but he paid no thought of it; he paid thought of Ruto's face when he will see him, cocking his blaster pistol at his head...

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

As they continued walking down the street,passing some destroyed buildings,a drunk man was laying against a building,he looked like he was about to die. "This place is disgusting..." Vaelak mumbled to himself,sending his hand to the holster,making sure his DL-44 pistol is still there,just in case. After a few more minutes,a small store was seen directly in front of the two men,it was painted and built in a similar way to the rest of the buildings in this horrible slum area. "Thats the place.." Looking at Zakir's blaster pistol he added, "You plan something dangerous...Dont you..?" He asks,a wide smile appearing on his face.

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"Dangerous.. Huh." He emitted a single chuckle as he paced straight forward to the store; he did not even glance through the rear window.

He bursted in through the door as pure rage flowed through him, as if he was some beast instead of a Zabrak. His expression was serious, it was a wrathful.


Two people were inside the smalll store; one behind the counter and one before him, a clerk and a customer, they were generically chattering until their attention was stolen by Zakir's immidate presence. No other sense controlled Zakir's actions, with swift motions he unholstered the A180 blast pistol from his waistband, almost instantly pulling the trigger at the Zabrak clerk's right arm. He exclaimed to Vaelak, assuming he followed him through the door"Watch over that skrog." He swiftly motioned to the startled customer. He paid little attention to him, as he was focused on the Zabrak behind the counter. He proceeded forth, his blaster pistol aimed straight before him held by his right hand, he drifted above the counter to meet the orange Zabrak laying on the floor, his shoulder wounded of the blast. He pulled him up from the floor, dragging him along to the storage room. Ruto cried of misery, struggling at Zakir's grasp in pain. Zakir threw Ruto in the little storage room right across the counter, shutting it close with no words to add, "Take whatever you find fancy, Sith." He nodded to Vaelak before he took a match from a container in a shelf, flicking the flames on. He then grabbed a hold of an old speeder engine that happened to lay on a corner, he set some fuze aflame before smoke began escaping the small engine, he unlocked the storage door and tossed the engine inside before reaffirming the door shut close."Our work is done here." He flickered lastly at the startled customer, his features hinting distaste, he poped a blast down the startled thug's head.

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

He follows the zabrak into the store.taking out his blaster pistol after hearing the shot. He immedaitly bashes his pistol against the customer's head,not the most peaceful way to rob a place,but it worked. He looked directly at the customer,hinting him to not make a sound with his finger. He than watches as Zakir drags the other zabrak inside the storage room. After hearing what Zakir said,he gives the customer a last intimidating look,and than walks around the store,searching for any items of value he could find. He throws some boxes aside until he finds a small jewelry box,with a gold ring inside. He grabs the ring and shoves it in his pocket,while still looking for any other goods. "Doesn't look too valuable,but it can make some me some easy money.." He than walks towards the cash register,smashing it and breaking the old lock on it. he uses a small black bag that he found on the counter. he puts the credits in the bag while waiting for his partner to come out of the storage room. Once he did,they both left the store. "Dont worry,so many criminals in this area the local police are to afraid to even enter this area. So anyway,who was this zabrak?" He asks while putting his blaster back in the holster.

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"He came to Dathomir, from time to time.. He's a part of some thug gang, they robbed and stole stuff around.."' He hesitated in his words, the cries of Ruto in the storage room were heard clearly, struggling against the smoke he bashed the door helplessly as the engine rapped louder, bursting aflame in the storage room in a swift 'boom'. "One time they made it to my brother; he killed two of them before they took him down and escaped.." The two were already gone when Ruto turned to a crisp in the storage room, a smirk wrote on his face, featuring pleasement and satisfaction in Ruto's death.

Zakir emitted a sigh, reaffirming his waistband as the two strolled out in the street, "Let's return to the canteen for that drink I promised." A chuckle escaped his lips, the two headed back to the canteen, settling themselves on the same table they had inbefore. "How did you end up in Carrania?"

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

"So you killed him for some sort of a revenge I guess...Exactly as I would do,If i had any family left.." He says with a cold,monotone voice,As they continue going down the street,heading to the same cantina they first met in. "As for how did I end up in carrania...Well..." He lets out a deep sigh,having to think about his past again. "In short, I was born in Korriban, to one of the dominating families in our area... One day, they wanted me to buy some simple protocol droid.. For some reason... I bought it but when i came back.. Our manor was burned to the ground.. And my family butchered. Bloody Jedi massacred my home town! Then I came back here.. To start a new life.." He sighs once more..

 

[Zakir Thaun]

Zakir hummed in comprehension, nodding his head,"You're a good fella', I might need you for some more actions as long as you want those drinks." 'The Twi'lek waitress arrived with a tankard, setting it before Vaelak. Zakir bobed his head before she scattered off to her business."Got a ship, or that droid you went to buy?"

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

He smiles and lifts up the tankard,sipping from it once. "No thank you, I need a friend, A partner,not an employer..And yes, I do have the droid I talked about earlier, Not in a working shape though. We should try and fix him.I don't have a ship, but....How about we steal one? Shouldn't be that hard.." He says and continues drinking, Emptying the tankard in seconds. "Oh i needed this.."

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"Ah, very well." He nodded at the mention of a partner, "We can maybe go back to Ruto's shop, unless his thugs aren't there already, or we could go and buy something to repair it." He rubbed the bridge of his nose, leaning more comfortably at his seat. "We could try stealing a ship, but I think I am going to spend alittle bit more time around.." He folded his sleeves, "You never told me your name, huh." He sniffed in amusement, motioning to the waitress for another drink.

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

"Going back to Ruto's shop? Doesn't seem like a good idea, I am not in my fighting mood. But we should go back to my apartment, to check on the droid and maybe find a way to fix it." He says while hearing Zakir asking for another drink, His smile reappearing

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"Great." He poured half his new liquid to Vaelak's cup, the two began drinking, exchanging words and quick questions.

Half an hour passed with chatter and laugh and the two drank well. They at last rose from their seats and headed out of the canteen to Vaelak's apartment. They sensed the filth and disgust the undercity's atmosphere and thoughts of their home town took over their wonders..
The two witnessed how foreign and misplaced they were in such filthy areas; they knew faith would lead them elsewhere, for they belonged above the low levels.
Nevertheless, they had to start somewhere; and their connection symbolized a beginning of an escape from the disfortune, to a larger something- something that would not only impact their own lives, but other's lives as well.
They continued patroling the grubby streets in their way to Vaelak's flat, suddenly sensing betterment in close time.. An odd feeling, it was, they were unfamiliar to it, but they knew it was true.

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

Still on the way to his apartment, They reach a heavily guarded checkpoint. Mostly by local police. Two handcuffed gang members were escorted inside the closest building. After a few seconds a few blaster shots could be heard. After hearing the shots, Vaelak starts rapiding his walking pace, Towards the gate. "...We better get to the middle city as fast as possible." As they reach the gate, Two guards halt them. "Papers,please." One of the guards say, extending his hand forward, Waiting for them to hand over their passports. Vaelak reaches to his pockets and searches for his documents, after a minute or two,he realizes he lost them somewhere. He looks at Zakir with a worried look, Trying to signal him he doesn't have his passport on him.

 

[Zakir Thaun]

Zakir exchanged a glance with Vaelak, his features turning concerned aswell. The two guards suspected of the long time it took the two and called out, "What's going on? Identifications, now!" Zakir tapped his digits in place, worried of their next move. The Dathomirian and Sith pureblood traded looks, trying to motion choices to bypass the blockade, or sprint off.. It was suddenly that the blast shots from the building near-by uncovered their nature; it was not an execution, it was an execution gone wrong- the two thugs rushed out of the building, both armed with the guardsmen's blasters. The outpost was then triggered; every soldier was distracted by the escaping prisoners, and a cluster of blasts rained upon the two thugs. Zakir and Vaelak's focus was also stolen by the two, yet moments later they knew it was their chance; they sprinted forward through the two guardsmen, sprinting from the outpost in the distracted status. "Blast! That was close." Zakir gasped, catching up his breath as the two were safe of the checkpoint. "No wonder you lost your papers, in this hole." The two continued to Vaelak's flat.

 

[Vaelak Za’ataris]

After a short, five minute walk, They have finally arrived at Vaelaks apartment. He opened the door, Using his key card. After both of them got inside the small flat he closed the door after him and settled down on the old couch, That seemed like it was about to break. He then breaks the silence by saying "Well this place is a mess, Everything here is either broken or about to break." Before Zakir could answer, He got up from his seat and went to the second room. He came back after a while, pulling a turned off protocol droid after him. He goes back to sitting in the same spot as before. "That's the droid I was talking about, His old owner said that he can control and drive vehicles."

 

[Zakir Thaun]

"That's good." He approched the shut protocol droid, his eyes scanning it briefly before he bends over, patting it off of dust. "Ain't in the best shape, but it could possibly work if we find out what's missing." He dismantled the blackplate before the many cables which hid inside poped out, dusty and messy. He examined the panel for any missing parts or misfunctions. A few minutes passed on in Zakir's efforts before he retracts from the droid, stating,"His logic processor isn't functioning well... He's not going to turn on unless we find him a new one.." He exhaled, putting the backplate back on the pannel. "I think I saw some electronics shop up ahead.. Ready to use those credits you took?"