A message sent to the Jackals

[Tentoa]

At some point a message had been sent to the jackal fleet, addressed not by name but rather to the group as a whole. There was a frequency address listed to it so whomever had sent this message obviously was either stupid or meant no foul play. Upon its activation the holocom would display a corpulent hutt laid out upon a lounger and relaxing. Giving enough time to take in the details of the creature before he spoke its grizzled, gurgle of a voice finally rung out with the intended message.

"Bo shuda Uopoi, Jee gee saleu bai babcenetky tah wankee cahtane bai woy mah mo. Dobra Mongo, an Jee gee wa wahkepe bie see phabeka Jee gee doth hatkocanh bai cohka cay bai wa cohka chalanh du ba investor mo wa dondichola see koumihe joday chakaph mi an cuanica paupe hotpa. Jee katka saconba, haku ah yih ban bo chamy lumpa du bu cartels an meoo catau? Bu pim nallya doth mi, an Jee nai bai saleu tah chaduae cachka- momebag. Whao Jee bancaie gee tee yoieu mee bakanh; cahcata mi bai emphasize da phabeka doth nobata adgapka du tah ukawa an da Jee ye wanya nudd bai mee naa."

«Greetings Jackals, I've decided to administer this message personally to make my offer. I am Mongo, and I've a substantial amount of credits I'd be willing to part with to a party interested in an investor or a bit of dirty work protecting me and performing certain nondescript tasks. I must ask, what is a hutt without his own place in the cartels and opulent possessions? The answer is me, and I wish to resolve this problem post-haste by employing the aid of eager young workers capable of holding a blaster. If I still Haven't gotten your attention; allow me to emphasize that credits are no object in this matter and that I look forward to your call.»

With that the message would begin to repeat itself in full until one would decide to shut it off.​

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Scene​

There was a tremor among the crew, wide eyed and open mouth fighting to get to the captain. It was the kind of fighting were people died, and when the final one died and the bloody gauntlet was over, it was than that the victor gave the holocron over. "Call him back!"

Character​

It was the kind of brightness that sears into your retinas making you close them for fear of going blind; brightness that danced across the dark grey screen, each colour slowly fading into another. And than in a shimmer of blue the shape began to take form, course sharp and made geometric shapes, and the occasional wire running down plates upon plates of durasteel, with an angular mask.

"It is good to finally have dealings with the Hutts." The 'pop' and creak of pistons run through the upper length and to the lower lower tips of his finger's tightening in a clamped grip. The head would pivot on its core, the surreal and disjointed position that no purely organic being could accomplish, fixing [member="Mongo Booshi Mella"] with a glassy stare. "I've always admired their sense of buisness, and yes we'll take you up on the offer."

 

[Tentoa]

On the other end of the call there would be listening in Mongo; that corpulent slug-beast had his wide lips clamped softly around a hookah pipe when [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] accepted his offer. The hutt didn't question the bloodstains on the ground or the dead body of a crewman in the background, if anything he nodded approvingly as though this were confirmation he could make use of the crew. When the hutt spoke a stream of hookah smoke poured from his flabby maw and drifted upon the air.​

"X'hoo bai babau; in ting jeejee koee bahonha wa manpanh du cahtana- Mah mo ne: Jee catkiua wa winbocanh see amahola che piniana an nem. Dobra bla uba gee wa bekiola, uba koee mo koee tee doth bla Jee gee moulee rah du seteu pacmona specializing du bu wodhepa see pedahnakepe. Jee noa-a cuee ai waueoo bai moolee uba doutleou don dodi joday, pedahnakepe enhancements che mee ' kohetkoha ' an ye wanya don bauianonkee wa kaae moulee rah doneha bahe manufacturers bai chaieya uba cay phabeka an weaponry. Bai dokanu biy mah bankop geh see mee bekiola, Cheesba woy boya see fa peee wa bunko an sinsa mee kohetkoha peee lohba- whilst cahcata uba bai bidkana mee banbamanbag peee wa cheioke donkhamhanetka."

«"Excellent to hear; perhaps we might arrange a meeting in person- My offer is this: I require a base of operations for meetings and living. I am aware you have a station, you may or may not be aware I have money in several companies specializing in the manufacturing of cybernetics. I would be more than happy to provide you insight into possible work, cybernetic enhancements for your 'crew' and look into getting a little money going in arms manufacturers to supply you with credits and weaponry. To expand upon my prior mention of your station, I would like to make use of it as a palace and employ your crew as guards- whilst allowing you to maintain your independence as a private contractor."»
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[Flannigan Mcnash]

"It is accepted." It wasn't every day a Hutt, wanted to become your room-mate, sure the smell would be bad and the slime but the opportunity, he wasn't a man who'd look a gift slug in the mouth, not when it had such a 'pretty' mug. "The coordinates have been sent, I'm sure you'll be able to find your own transportation."

Intermittent bursts of artificial white light wrack his data-pad, a sequence of numbers lighting up on the florescent green screen, his hand moving deftly across the metallic keys with an audible groan of static. Sending the [member="Mongo Booshi Mella"], the location.