Buying help and workers

[Shiva]

Shiva had been there for a few weeks and had developed some contacts in addition to getting familiar with the company that she would be running. She had placed the orders for various new equipment for her company, Crimson Oni, that she was working for.

But she had arrived in the slaves market to find not expendable workers but but slaves that wanted freedom through work, and loyalty, and whom had skills. The slave market was as most of the Galaxy would expect on the planet of Nar Shaddaa. Various slavers selling various slaves, with various different set ups and various types of slaves with various skills and uses. She needed something more than just something base line. She had already hacking into all the various wireless comms, general comms and most coms systems that were connected. She did so as she grabbed a drink before taking a stroll through the market. A drink she had no use for and didn't finish. She was a droid at her core.

She was strolling nicely clad in an exquisite forest green dress that was worth more from its labor and materials than some of the slaves were worth. Her medium brown purse was about the same. She strolled through the markets going through the various channels and picking up on which Hutt and other had the best supply.

 

[Lance Tornman]

Lance paced apprehensively as he dragged what couldn't be more than a 17 year old blue Twi'lek dressed in a slaves attire covering only her breast and crotch area nothing else. She stared intently into the crowd as lance began dragging her by her Lekku into the market. Lance wore his emotions on his face like he wore his black trench coat and cargo pants, His silver chest plate was his fathers and his fathers as well and that made it more valuable then some of the Hutts on this planet and that meant something considering some of them could buy all of Nar Shaddaa if they wanted.

But evidently none of them had the balls, The Hutts have been in a so far futile gang war for the past 3 or 4 months and while they are mostly unaffected the lot of civilians and minor gang lords like himself this war was detrimental to their way of life. You can barely walk 10ft without running into some hot shot thug with an ego that goes all the way to Coruscant and back. As he continued marching through the market the Twi'lek pleading for him to let go of her Lekku in agonizing pain they came to a stand surrounded by other slaves of a large assortment with a large assortment of skills being exhibited from all of them.

"Alright Darmas I got your runaway pain in the neck just give me my money and ill be on my way." Lance could hardly wait it wasn't usually like him to anticipate a payment so much but this one was a savory cash flow 50,000 Credits! Not only that but handing over the slave was probably one of the biggest reliefs of lances entire life. He loathed slavery to a certain extent the whole idea of sentient labor left a bad taste it his mouth and sent eerie feeling down his spine, When it was droids it was more or less okay they don't have feelings and aren't complex creatures therefore they cannot feel mistreated when subjected to such conditions.

But other sentient beings? Well this one had almost killed on 3 occasions never stopped talking and was just highly impertinent to the point where he felt no remorse dragging her kicking and pleading for mercy through the market. "Sorry lance but I cant give you your payment. I can however give you this!" Immediately Darmas pulled out a blaster and shot lance in the shoulder injuring him as he darted away with the slave.