A Pilfering Planet of Pirates

[Tin'tinag]

That was interesting, lost limbs stories always seemed to be the best, "Perhaps you could enlighten me on said tale after we deal with these rascals", the last thug tried to swing a staff of some sort at her, she did a limbo duck before delivering a swift kick to the head followed by yet another electro staff knockout, but this time to the stomach. "You sure ya don't have anything valuable here, some thugs wouldn't just ransack your place unless they had something worth their time". Perhaps they were after what ever package [member="Marcus Lund"] wanted her to deliver, or maybe the were just opportunists.

 

[Marcus Lund]

"id be glad to tel you the story, toug it is not verry interesting" he trew the knocked out and death tug out of his door into the gutter "wel look around, most of my contraptions and samples have no value wat so ever, the only tigns whit any value can be just as easily found at any scrap dealer, and the rest only has sentimental value, so i realy cant imagen why they would break into my apardmen/lab" He siad whit a strug of his shoulders.

[member="Tin'tinag"]

 

[Tin'tinag]

She gave a light shrug at his response, to be honest some things around the room had value, but 6 thugs breaking in and trying to rob the place seemed a bit strange,"Well you never know what people will do for money, perhaps they saw your arm and though you had some useful item to pilfer". Though seemingly showing no interest in the matter a slight feeling about the whole ordeal smelled of something bigger. The fact the one of the thugs was standing watch over the room as watch meant that it was planned. For the time being she won't dwell on it, she was here to help the guy make a delivery somewhere, she didn't care what it was or who it was for, only the money that came with it. "So what did you need my skill for again".

Unknown to both of them a small time gang leader had been the one responsible for the incident, though the thugs he sent were cheap getting a more skilled person at the same price wouldn't be hard, good thin he hadn't paid them yet.

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

he sruged " who knows, most people here are desperate anof fore credits, Thad they would wresel whit a rancore if they could make a living out of it" he started punting back some on the tings Thad had been displaced during the fighting. "yeah i need you to deliver something to somewan who is important to me" he looked around "il get it, toug it might take a bit, those thieves realy made a mess of my lab"he said as he get to work punting back al thad got displaced wel looking fore the item.

[member="Tin'tinag"]

 

[Tin'tinag]

"Take your time I'm not going anywhere, besides these guys might have a trinket or two on them", as [member="Marcus Lund"] started cleaning up his room she routed around the thugs pokets collecting a few credits and a cheap weapon ohere and their, better then nothing. A few minutes passed and she looked over to marcus "So who's this special some one, don't have to answer if ya don't want to, but in might need to know who the recipient is". Also she was getting a bit broad he had been fixing up the mess for the last few minutes, time was money to her, and right now a tab was forming, more of a mental tab than an actual tab she'd use to charge people extra.

 

[Marcus Lund]

"take al you want from them"he siad as he found wat he was looking fore, a small metal box whit in it a golden bracelet "here i finally got it" he showed her a holopic of [member="Asheda Tyr"] "this is the woman i want you to diliver it to, she should be on Yutan" he hanet her the box showing wat was inside it first before closing it agien and looking at [member="Tin'tinag"] wit a serious stare "and rember let nowan els but her can get there hands on it" he handed her a small creditchip whit about 100 credits on it "a advance on your payment fore your help here, you wil get the rest the moment i am informed or your delivery"

 

[Tin'tinag]

She happy poketed the few viable for the unconscious/death thugs, upon turning around she got a good look at the bracket and target she was to deliver to. That's when reality struck, the woman in wuestion was a Jedi, she could feel it, a force thing she guessed, now the full scope of secrecy came to light, accocisting with people from Na Shadaa while being a Jedi was not somthing other view upon with enthusiasm. There was prpably more to the job then met the eye, but she was not here to question motives, just get paid. "You can count on me, I think I know a way to get her this gift of yourself", being force sensitive ment that going in undercover as a prsopecful student was a viable option. She took hold of the case and credits "I'll make sure to let you know when it's done", advanced pays were not always her style but it ment that both parties got somthing out of it before the job was over.

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

He smiled "good, seems like your capebel anof, and you seem to grasp why this needs to stay secret" he nodet as she took a hold of the credis "be sure thad you do, i can't transfer your credits otherwise, and neither of us would want Thad." he said as he walked into the direction of his door opening it.
[member="Tin'tinag"]

 

[Tin'tinag]

"you can probably trust me, kind of, okay all joking aside ill get this to your friend, ill leave as soon as possible" after finalizing all the detail she left the apartment before any more problem arouse, to take a edge of a bit before her flight she decided to stop in on the cantina one last time. "pehaps ill use this time to buy a few thins, a job like this might require a more subtle approach".

As the two parted another factor came into the equation, someone looking to refine their assassination and fighting skills, taking up on a small job by a gang leader to get pay back at some person for killing his goons. Being a planet of smuggler and no good doers the fact that the target in question could be an alright person never came to mind, as such they would pursue this contract with eager intent.

(ooc tin'tinag will no longer be doing smuggling job's as a later rp has her becoming a follower of Ren)

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

"good luck"he said as he closed the door behind her again and got to wok making some small repair's to his arm and around his apartment.

[member="Tin'tinag"]

 

[Tanaski Yumi]

Message
Target is male, early 20s, black buzz cut, dark clothes, left mechanical arm, apartment complex 502 near space port 7, room 1, wanted dead 1500 credits.

"Well well well, not the biggest reward I've been offered, but i don't fight allot of cyborgs this will be interesting to say the lest", He pocketed the data pad pushing of the wall walking a few meter until getting to an edge, below the bustling city moon was still ever alive, using the force he pushed off the ledge heading towards the targets location. After a few minutes he reached the complex, spotting the knockout and dead thugs on the sidewalk, "Must be the right place, the guy certainty know how to fight", dropping down from the roof he came to the thug that was looking the most alive shaking him a bit, *hmhm* "hey there what happened to you"?

The man started to regaining conciseness from the "ahhh my head, what are you".

"Just a part time assassin that was hired to get rid of a mechanical armed mad scientist"

"his inside... got one hell of and arm... electrocution abilities... arrrg".

"shhhhhhh its okay go to sleep now", resting the mans head on the ground he stood up looking at the apartment complex before walking in casually, "lets see what this guys made of" coming to the door he gave a quick knock, a more subtle approach would be needed for such a 'tight space'.

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

he looked at the door "wel atleast this one is knocking "he tought he walked in the direction of the door grabing his blaster in his organic ar just incase "who it it? im not in the mood fore an other unwelcome visitor"he jelt before making it to the door, not sure who would be knocking at his door at this time.

[member="Tanaski Yumi"]

 

[Tanaski Yumi]

Of course it wouldn't be this easy the man was a local of course but he seemed to be a bit overly careful, 'the guy is either very paranoid or know I'm coming, hmmm should i just cut the door down or be more casual, eh I don't fell reckless today", "Jedi business open up". Hopefully that would convince him to open the door, though a Jedi on Na Shadda would be strange, 'I hop he falls for this, I don't really feel like cutting thought door today'. Learning up against the wall awaiting the targets reaction he decided to play around with them, simply waiting for the door to open and sticking a vibo blade in their head got a bit boring. Also if they were as good as a fighter from what the thugs said he'd like to get a feel for what the guy could do.

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

he laughed out loudly "ha, jedi don't have any autoraty on nar shada, im not opening this door just beceas some wannabe jedi thinks they can order it" he tough fore a moment before coming to a conclusion "toug Thad was the best laugh i had today, tel you wat bounty hunter, il give you a chase to explain wat the hell you are doing on my doorstep" he said pressing a remote unlocking one of the locks on the door allowing it to creak open far anof to look thru but not far anof fora nine to pas thru, he leveled his blaster at the opening "go ahead explain yourself"

[member="Tanaski Yumi"]

 

[Tanaski Yumi]

He just rolled his eye's as the comment, well it was worth a try, plan B, as the door opened a blaster was pointed out, aimed at his head. 'well this is my lucky day', "It was a mistake opening the door handsome". Using the force he pulled the blaster out of his organic hand, another mistake on his part, before slicing it half with one of his vibro kodachi, "I hope that wasn't your only weapon, and as for why I'm hear a little Mynock told me of a mad scientist that needed to be put down". He leaned up against the wall again having fun messing around with the man, "How's about we start with introduction, I'm Tanaski, part time assassin, helps train the arm, what yours"? This job was vary unprofessional, but that's just the way he liked it, laid back and willynilly.

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

he struged as hes blaster was puled away it was to be expected, it be easy to replace it "i am always armed" he said as he clesned and unclenced the fist of his mechanical hand "pun intended"he looked at the assassin "wel if you don't know who i am youd be a pretty shitty assassin, but l wil entertain your curiosity, the name is Marcus Lund, as fore a job description i dont got a official one, toug i geas mad scientist gets as close as is pocibel" he leaned back agiens a wal on the inside of his aparmend as he started to tinker whit a other mechanical hand Thad he had laing around.

[member="Tanaski Yumi"]

 

[Tanaski Yumi]

'That sure is one mean looking hand, I wonder how hard the guy can punch, lets not fin out the old fashion way though,', he put his hands on his hips at the remark "I don't need to know what my targets name it just what they look like, the force then tells me if its the right person". As Marcus left the door to go tinker on some mechanical arm, "you seem pretty laid back, I could have just as easily taken that arm of your off instead of the blaster, the least you could do is try and attack me, it makes the job no fun if you just accept your death". It was more of a joke than actual boredom, this mission was already more interesting that the last few, "sooo can I come in or do you want me to just stand out here and wait for you to leave before stabby stabby time".

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

he tosed the hand away agian and took a hold of a spare blaster tinkering whit it just as a way to keep himself bussy "i don't intend to figt if i dont have too, definitely not 2 times a day in my own home, by the way if you truly wanted to kill me id be death already, most assassins dont warn a target, so i geas the price on my head is to low to realy care about, the question remeaning is, who would put a price on my head?" he tough "tel you wat, you til me who put a price on my head and i might open Thad door."

[member="Tanaski Yumi"]

 

[Tanaski Yumi]

He raised an eyebrow and though about the offer for a bit before responding with his own propersition. "How about this, I tell you the employer who hired me and I'll help you take them down for good if your interested, buuuuut you have to let me inside before hand, and spar with me once the ordeal is over, sound good"? It was the thrill of fighting skilled opponents that made being an assassin goo training, some contracts were simple, other fun, then there were peculiar ones like this. To be honest this Marcus guy didn't seem to be a bad person and it they turned out to be an actual nice guy, killing him would be a no no, somthing about not killing those who don't deserve it and what not. If that was the case his employer wouldn't be the one on the reaceving end of a lightsaber.

[member="Marcus Lund"]

 

[Marcus Lund]

he opend the door, this assassin seemd to be disinterested anof in the price on his head to let him in "i accept your turns, toug i am not Thad good of a fighter, im wiling to brawl, might actually learn something" he let [member="Tanaski Yumi"] inside, adn tossed the blaster he was holding ontop of his workbench "now why dont you tel me who would put a bounty on my head." he was stil curious who would want he death, he didn't consider himself a big anof thread fore anyone to go thru the hassle of hiring a bounty hunter.

[member="Tanaski Yumi"]