[Cantina open role-play Tatooine]The Jackals gather

[Zane Hara]

Zane heard the man....the leader say stop.

Zane put his hands down.

"Of course m'lord...we'll have to settle this later red." He said with a smile and a wink.

He would have probably lost due th hip o the man's weapon's, but hell it was just too fun messing with people.

"I wouldn't have needed backup from you anyway" he sighed as he sat down near the men.

[member="Thraxis"]
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
[member="Basark Blu"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would begin to grow bored, the bloodlust slowly draining from him "Well, this is growing a tad dull, why not put your gun down, like me captain said, no need for the Bar Keep to pay for trouble we might cause" directing himself more to the big guy. He would turn to Zane looking at his teeth, Thraxis would grin "Why not put those nasty chompers away, we don't need any bites to be taken out of no one now do we?" His voice slowly returning back to being filled with glee, the blood lust becoming less apparent in his voice as each second passed by.

 

[Basark Blu]

He gave a nod to [member="Zane Hara"], sighing. "Ah, that is too bad. I wanted to fill you with lead..." He said, slowly placing his slugthrower revolver back into it's holster. "So...You oughta think of a superior plan. As this current one...Well, you know...Is horrible." He turned back towards the bar, tossing the bartender a few credits. "Another whiskey!"

[member="Thraxis"]

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

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"Blood'eh space leaches and opee sea killer, looking bastard." his lips tighten into a scowl in a stiff expression of anger. Spit and other debri leaving his mouth in bullets. "Jackals, cover my back." his finger's striking together with an audible click his finger's drumming along the bar counter. "Bar keep, I want you to make a donation. We just saved you from red over there, don't 'ave to be too much we're nice that way."​

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"I don't- want no trouble." he stammers, looking towards the door beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.​

 

[Thraxis]

"Well, this is not how I Imagined it would play out" Thraxis would let out a deep sigh, "Oh well, a generous donator is a donator none the less." He would look around looking for any objections by the other people in the bar.

 

[Basark Blu]

"WOAH GENTLEMEN! I'M GLAD YOU TAKE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WELL, BUT WOAH, DON'T YOU THINK THIS IS BIT EXTREME!?" He shouted to the group, after not receiving his whiskey from the bartender, he leaned over, gripping onto a whiskey bottle then leaning back in his chair. "So, how about we negotiate over a bottle of whiskey and a cigar? Yeah? Is that good? SO WE AIN'T TAKING FROM THE MAN WHO IS SUPPLYING THE DAMN BOOZE!"

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

[member="Zane Hara"]

[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would look to the man, "But... we need donators, he can choose not to donate to this wonderful cause." He would bgin to look confused at the man, "How else are we meant to make a profit?"

 

[Basark Blu]

"But...He's supplying the booze! In case you were not informed, booze is a mighty fine thing and this is a cantina I visit regularly, and without credits...there is no booze. You get what I am sayin'?" He asked, slowly reaching over to grip the handle of his revolver, leaning back some in an attempt to conceal it.

[member="Thraxis"]

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

[member="Zane Hara"]

 

[Zane Hara]

Hmm...well looks like they know what their doing.

The man began yelling

Zane grunted before beginning to wrap the bandages back up around his face.

""Fill me with lead....why not fist fight?" He whispered.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
[member="Thraxis"]
[member="Basark Blu"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

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"Alright you've got a deal Red." he'd plant himself down into an adjacent seat. "C'mon Thraxis, ain't got much to take anyway, moisture farmers where it's at."​

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[member="Thraxis"]​

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would start to look at his compatriots and whispers "I don't understand, he is making no sense, how the hell are we meant to make a profit, first he tells us not to get in a fight because we will be killed, now he tells us not to get donators. I think were dealing with a special kind of idiot." he would then look back at the man, flashing a smile hoping for the rest of the jackals input on the matter.

 

[Basark Blu]

"Damn this!" He shouted, removing his revolver. He pointed it in the direction of [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] and shouted. "WE'RE ALL GOING TO CALM THE HE'LL DOWN NOW, ALRIGHT! Y'ALL FAIL TO REALIZE, I AIN'T APART OR INVOLVED WITH YOUR WANNABE GANG! SO, COME CLOSER IF YOU'D LIKE A HOLE IN YOU'RE SKULL!" He shouted, pulling back the hammer of the revolver.

 

[Basark Blu]

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[Thraxis]

Thraxis would stand, pulling his bullets from his belt and aiming at his head, "You sir are some special kind of stupid aren't you?! Put the gun down right now!" He would say, the bloodlust quickly rushing through his body, his eyes becoming filled with glee and his hands beginning to twitch.

-void-

 

[Basark Blu]

"Alright...Now that everybody is all good now. Let me explain something..." He began to speak, slowly sliding his revolver back into his holster. "I do not support this whole...whatever the hell you scumbags are. And no, I did not say that. I said You ought rethink your horrible, not well thought out plan, correct? Now, all you bastard here..." He pointed to [member="Zane Hara"] then [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] "Why are y'all fixing to take from hard workin' farmers. You oughta do this...Now, are y'all listening to me...?"

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

"You said our reason, we're scum-bags and damn proud of it, and farmers don't put up much of a fight." he'd say snatching a cigar from the table and lighting it, billowing smoke rolling out of his mouth like a open forge. "Easy cred if ever there was one, and would you believe me if I said moisture farmers killed me parents?" ​

[member="Basark Blu"]​

 

[Thraxis]

"This sounds like some sort of conspiracy, I've seen this sort of man before, steal from the rich, leave us in his tracks while he goes off and steals the princess, while we rot in prison, there are plenty of this sort back on Zeltros." He would say to his comrades, whispering it to make sure the man doesn't hear a word of the conversation.

 

[Basark Blu]

"Moisture farmers killed y-We can get to that in a minute! Alright? Now, I would be supportin' y'all but I ain't into this whole holdin' up stores and the like. So, have y'all considered holding up ships and shuttles. If you are fourtanate, you can find many elegant...and expensive things onboard if you choose correctly. Would you rather hold up farmers...or spice smugglers or...the whole damn thing. Do you get what I am tellin' you!?"

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Thraxis]

"You seem to miss the point" Thraxis would say looking at him, "We don't want something to put up a fight, what if we attack the wrong ship and a bunch of rancors come running at us, you don't know what they could have on their so called merchant ships, hell, I've even heard rumors that some ships carry bloody zilo beasts on them, it might be a rumor but I aint willing to go head to head with no zilo beast" He would say, looking at the man with a stern face, "Now farmers, what fight are they gonna put up to us, and it aint like its gonna be permanent, minute we get on our feet, we might just go back and pay em a visit, pay em back three-fold, who knows." He would say, his voice almost starting to sharpen with glee.

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

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"We do, we don't feed off table scraps everyday but smugglers 'ave guards and guards 'ave blasters. And we do 'borrow' from spice smugglers at times, but it's our break time, enjoy our selves." he'd say pulling the cigar from his mouth with a 'pop' shaking the debri off its head and onto the table with a nauseous trail of smoke. "A good time, and besides moisture farmers 'ave one thing smugglers don't 'ave, furniture that ain't built into the damn ship, I gotta decorate my quarter's."​

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