Beneath Crying Skies(Naboo/Open)

[Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum]

[member="Viqtor Locke"]

"Naeh."

The Dwarf shook his head, leaning in to Viqtor over the table,

"Get this, sod came in to get a drink, cyber armor clearly Sith, lightsaber 'anging off o' his belt, just as Sith as tha' spike-covered armor o' 'is. A droid in grey cloak comes in soon aftar, secret police o' somethin', an' starts ta talk ta 'im, askin' 'boot what 'is name be, why he be comin' ta planet, 'ere."

Ghor shooked his head slightly,

"It have been straight ridiculous, I tell ye, just few minutes before some guy messed up another fellow 'ere in tha bar too, been a night for weird 'appenings, Oy say."

He would raise his flagon to take another hearty sip from it

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum"]

"Well, I haven't gotten into any trouble in a good minute. Where'd they take this Sith? I wanna hurt something and he seems to be the most acceptable thing for me to vent on." Viqtor kind of smiles to himself. It had been a good while since he hurt someone, and getting to beat the tar out of a Sith seemed like a good idea. He sat up and waved at the bartender "I'll have another bar-keep. I'm lookin at doing something stupid and Imma need some courage first."

 

[Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum]

[member="Viqtor Locke"]

"Hah!"

The Space Dwarf would laughed out,

"Yer ta late fer that, but ye should 'ave seen 'ow they did 'im in. Get this, tha droid be talkin' ta 'im, aye? Tha' Sith tol' 'im 'e be workin' wit' some wanted fella, one wit' a bounty on 'is 'ead, an' then tha droid asks 'im, 'Do ye fancy yerself a Warrior, son?' tha Sith sai', 'Aye, Oy be a Warrior for tha Sith, an ye be jus' like any othar droid' then tha Sith pays fer 'is drink and turns around ta shake tha machine's 'and, says 'e be lookin' forward ta meetin' droid in combat."

The Dwarf would smiled and lean in,

"Guess wha' tha' bloody droid did next then?"

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum"]

"Well its a droid, I'm guessing beat the livin hell out of him in the coupla micro-seconds to process the idiot's words." Viqtor shook his head. "Why couldn't I have been here for that. That woulda been great, pistol whipping a sith to death in the middle of a cantina. I always miss the fun stuff. Gotta be a beast of droid though to stand up to a Sith Warrior. I ain't seen many the like that can do that and walk away."

 

[Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum]

[member="Viqtor Locke"]

"Hah, nah, this be the best part, tha droid been smaller than Sith, bit scrawny lookin' ta, an' it only gave 'im a single punch. When tha Sith offered 'im a hand tha droid grabbed it and zapped him with electricity, some gadget o' somethin', anyhoo, the Sith's armor been cybernetic like Oy sai', so that made it ta short circuit o' somethin', its rotors locked up o' stopped working, it been ta heavy on its own fer Sith ta even move on 'is own. Anyhoo, the droid takes 'is lightsaber an' says, 'Sooner than ye expect. Ye just confessed ta bein' Sith Warrior while we be at war with 'em an' yer accomplice ta wanted sod' an' just like that right before tha' Sith 'e disassembled 'is lightsaber and took tha parts and crystals."

The Dwarf would roar in bulsterous laughter, slamming his flagon down at the table, making some of the drink spill out,

"Tha Sith tells 'im, 'Ye woul' make a good Sith, droi', ye 'ave no honor at all' an' I swear ta ye, tha' toaster looks at 'im an' goes, 'Ye have no idea 'ow wrong ye are, cupcake' then he pulls 'is 'and back and bam! Rams it right into Sith's face! The Darksider goes down, another droi' shows up in tha' door and they carried 'im off somewhere down tha' street."

Ghor would shake his head slightly, recalling the tale,

"Where they took 'im, Oy can't say, though, the castle probably."

He would shrug.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

[member="Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum"]

Viqtor listened to the dwarf retelling of the events from earlier in the bar, laughing when hearing about the droid punching his victim, but he had the feeling that the Khazund was playing up the droid, whether drunkedness, or admiration was the reason for it, Viqtor was pretty sure the droid wasn't as tough as the Khazund was trying to make him out to be. "The castle eh, I guess I'll head up there and see what's going on there then. Maybe they'll need an extra pair o mitts to rough up the Sith, or maybe they've got some good work I can do up thataway." Viqtor rose and tossed a few credits on the bar, credits he was running dangerously low on, and nodded to the stocky armored alien he was sitting with. "Thanks for the story and the information bud, I'll be seeing ya around. Holler at me ya come across a job that ya need some back up for." He left his comm-frequency on the bar next to the dwarf and headed out of the cantina.

It didn't take long to figure out how to get to the Queen's Castle, but it was quite a few minutes walk from where he was. From a few dozen meters Viqtor could tell that the castle was fairly impressive, certainly much cleaner than the Hutt castles he'd been inside, and it there were guards crawling all over the blasted place. Viqtor mused to himself that they must have upped the security precautions after catching the Sith. He couldn't appreciate the architecture or the colors of the palace, he didn't have the time or the understanding to comprehend the effort and skill that had went into building. He checked his weapons quickly, forty two spare slugs plus six in the cylinder, his electro gauntlets, an emp grenade, a plastic explosive, his combat blade, and a few tools. He didn't think he'd need them, but it was best to know what you had before you got into a fight.

After a few minutes looking over the palace and trying to get a count of the guards he could see, he approached the main gate pretty nonchalant, like nothing was out of place about an armored soldier walking up to the main gates. The guards noticed him fairly quickly, but didn't react hostile as he walked up to them. "Heard you boys picked up a Sith from out of the cantina earlier. I ain't heard nothing like it, some droid of yers got him I heard. Musta been quite a night fer ya, eh?" He spoke with a calm demeanor like a soldier chatting up fellow soldiers.

 

[Ghorumgash Khazund-Veranum]

[member="Viqtor Locke"]


Well while coincidentally the writer of Ghor also writes HK the dwarf did not played up the droid as much as he could have if the writer really wanted to give HK an ego-rub, since all those things actually took place.

Anyhoo,
Ghor would call out after Viqtor,

"Oy! Be careful 'bout that, the security woul' be pretty strict today, an' who knows, maybe more Sith will come to try an' break 'im free?!"

The Space Dwarf would shake his head as Viqtor disappeared, muttering to himself,

"Crazy bastards,"

But his attention would focus somewhere else soon enough as he raised his flagon and called out,

"Oy! Lass refill!"

"For the last time, I told you, I'm a guy!"

"Oh.."

Khazund hanged his head disappointed

 

[Feena]

The Queen smiled at the Sith as if she were merely having a friendly chat with a neighbor.

"You know, somehow I am not actually that worried about my safety," she responded, "My only concern is keeping war off of Naboo. I mean, I'm sure you understand."

She looked to HK again.

"Thank you again for coming, Your Grace," she said, bowing low, "And thank you for bringing your friend along. I am so sorry that you had to deal with this. Next time you visit, I hope you may have a more pleasant experience."


[member="Nulgath Zardai"][member="HK-36"]

 

[Varus Shatterstar]

"Varus Shatterstar", he said, reaching across to shake the hand of the woman who'd just joined them. He didn't know either of the people with him, but he could tell that they were both force users with a considerable grasp of the mystical power that he himself was blessed with. "General trouble maker and brute seems to be my short description.", he admitted, glaring over at Veino for but a moment as he couldn't imagine the man thought any more of him than that by the way they were talking.

"Nice to meet you, miss?", he asked, waiting on a response from the white haired woman.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Veino Garn"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Feena Mason"], [member="Nulgath Zardai"],

The droid would slowly look to Feena,

"You do know I am not the Exarch, just one of his guards?"

He would slightly tilt his head, looking at the Queen of Naboo,

"He is still out there, somewhere."

"But if you want to keep calling me 'Grace' I have no problem with that."

HK-copy would finish with a quip.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Nulgath smiled and kept scratching his chin.

" So whos care will i be in Now? Yours?" Nulgath looked at the queen, with hope. Maybe he could finish his drink finally.

Nulgath's words were masks for a plan he was trying to make.

[member="HK-36"]
[member="Feena Mason"]

 

[Feena]

The Queen had to actively resist the urge to say 'you droids all look the same to me.' That would have been... rude. Racist, even? Could you be racist to a droid? It was a good question. She simply shrugged it off.

"Well, you can give him my message then, anyway."

She turned her attention back to the Sith, then to the guard.

"Well, as much as I would love to have you over for tea and have nice chat, I am rather protective of the planet. I've learned that, while tea is never a bad idea, having tea together in a... secure location with a Sith is ideal."

She looked to the guard, and nodded to the inside of the Palace. There where cells for force sensitives. Comfortable cells. With plenty of nice seating, warm beds, she even provided reading material. She meant it when she said she treated her prisoners with respect.

[member="Nulgath Zardai"] [member="HK-36"]

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Nulgath grinned, For now he would have to wait and just enjoy time spent with a Queen. A frown came to his face and Nulgath realized his suit was glitching on him and he was not able to move his cybernetic legs. Unless another guard came or the guard slowly dragged Nulgath to the Cell the journey would be slow. But he didnt mind he needed more time anyway.

" My Suit is still Damaged.. you might need more people to help get me to the Cells. My Apologizes." The Zabrak said trying to buy time. His chin scratching made it this way and he could turn it on anytime.

[member="Feena Mason"]
[member="HK-36"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Nulgath Zardai"], [member="Feena Mason"],

"No need."

The droid quipped, approaching Nulgath from behind as he reached to grab him by his head with the metal gauntlet covering his hand,

"Ripping it off of you will be faster."

Machine muttered coldly as he reached with his other hand to the collar of Nulgath's suit, he would start to dig the strong, durable metal fingers in the space between the back-plate of his armor and his body, clearly holding his head for leverage.

"My advice to you would be not to move too much."

HK-copy would quip to the Sith, he could feel slightly tingling and zapping sensation as charge begun to build up on the droid's gauntlets, not enough to shock just yet, but clearly a warning that he would be capable of doing such if Nulgath tried to escape now.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Shargon floated through the city in his grey cloak his Red gas made some people smile and wonder what his species was, But none were able to caught him to chat he was too quick and agile in the city, Fitting through small spaces made travel in naboo easy, Dark allys were his best friend and besides the allys were so small a\only a child could fit in them or a Filar-Nitzan. Shargons memory served him well, as he came closer to the courtyard were the queen was attack he slowed down hearing some voices.

The voices were familar or atleast one was, Could it be the Queen out now? Shargon was in a slender allyway and could not see directly, he would have to either wait there or walk out to see.
Decieding to wait for the Person of Interest to leave back to the palace Shargon removed his cloak letting it fall on the ground. The Filar-Nitzans gas changed to a Black matching the surroundings and his eyes to a small red. His body was stretched to fit the ally and he was Transparent at the moment. Only a grey cloak could be seen in a very small ally if examined from afar.

[member="HK-36"]
[member="Nulgath Zardai"]
[member="Feena Mason"]

 

[Feena]

There was a... shadow watching her. No. Not the Sith. That was too obvious.
Something she'd encountered before. Curious.

The Queen smiled, turned her back on them all, and walked inside the Palace.

"Have tea brought to the dungeons. I shall be having my afternoon tea with a dangerous Sith today!"

She sounded excited about it. There was a reason for that. Last time she shared tea with a 'dangerous sith', they became best friends. She was married to him now. One never knew what the future held.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Nulgath rolled his eyes at [member="HK-36"] action and grabbed the metal arm with both hands that held his neck. Both Hands were on the Droids arm. Cuffed and Angiered by this action Nulgaths Eyes slowly turned to the strotypical Darksider's eyes, an ugly and dark set of colors compared to his deep green. Nulgath did not apply pressure but did the action to get attention from [member="HK-36"].

" Remove the Torso area, but keep the legs. Or else i will need a Hover chair from here on." Nulgath was polite but also serious, If he did not get his way he would feed off his anger and slowly crush the Droids gauntlet in a attempt to destroy the shock device.

" I will comply but only if you do too." He said looking at the queen.

[member="HK-36"]
[member="Feena Mason"]