Coruscant Cantina: The Velcro Light (Open RP)

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would tap down his pockets, a thought struck him. Quickly Cadan would take off his belt, and move to tie Themo's hands behind his back. "I guess this will do." His data pad would light up as he recieve a set of co-ordinates. "Shall I take him with me?" He'd ask as he tied the mans hands behind his back.

[member="Morgan Redeaux"]

 

[Morgan Redeaux]

Morgan lifted up her shapely leg and the point of her heel retreated from flesh as she extracted her shoe from the Sakiyan's hand. He moaned again in pain but this time in a softer, more resigned tone.

"Yes please do," she replied as she removed her stiletto pump and with a handkerchief wiped the blood off of the heel. Luckily Thermo's blood would not stain the patent leather material. "I don't really care to see him again. You can torture him if you want. He killed at least ten dancers and companions in the Slum District and who knows how many others not accounted for?" She turned around and in a sudden burst of anger, spit on the Sakiyan.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would hoist the man up from the floor and begin to take him to the ship. He'd turn round and shout to both of the tables "I will be back in a few moments." Cadan would seem alot happier now.

It would only take a few minutes for Cadan to drag the prisoner out to the ship, after which he threw him into a secure room and properly strapped him down. As he left, he would make sure that the ship was locked.

As he re-entered the bar, he'd pull out his datapad and check the co-ordinates. "Will collect that soon."

He nodded to Flannigan and Morgan. He then sat back down with Jaccer going back to their previous conversation. "So, friend, let us talk. You want those troopers gone aye?" He'd glance up scanning over the soldiers, exameing their armor and weapons. "I guess we could remove them from 'ere"

[member="Morgan Redeaux"] [member="Jaccer Ramirez"]

 

[Jaccer Ramirez]

"Yes, move them." He said, inspecting the trooper's gear and weaponry. They weren't particularly well equipped, but the weapons they had were reliable and dangerous. If they were to "remove" the troopers, they would need to do it quickly and without warning or suffer the potential consequences. The cantina didn't offer much of a space to move around and all cover would be easily destroyed, so it looked like it'd be a fist fight.

"You got anybody that could help?" He would finish, looking over to the table where Cadan had come from.


[member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would scratch his chin as he thought the situation over. He knew he had Fiarr and Flannigan. The Jackals didn't usually do things for free, but since he got a small amount of credits he thought he could make an exception. "Come with me."

Cadan would get up and and switch to the table where Flannigan sat. "Cap'n I gots us a simple job." Wrapping his fingers around a cup at the table, he would drink the contents.

[member="Jaccer Ramirez"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

The mass of durasteel, its angular mask and thick wrought metallic finger's wrapping around a coat, it's flannel trimming boarder the shoulder moving in the sudden movement, the disperse of air and rising steam from the automated voice-box. "Simple doesn't pay well." his voice rough and cold just like what he was made of. "Very well what is required?"

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| [member="Cadan Tazi"] |​

 

[Cadan Tazi]

He'd point to the stormtroopers with his head. "We take them out. Simple as that." He'd await Jaccer to sit at the table before taking any actions. He'd check his datapad another time, checking over the coordinates that he was giving. He'd begin to plot where the coordinates would take him.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Jaccer Ramirez"]

 

[Cylus Jest]

The stormies just watched as a man went looney and started a stupid fight. Cylus hated to, but he had to report that. He flicked open his commlink as his friends sat drinking.
It took a mere sentence to give the call, more troopers were on the way.

Cylus was done with paperwork though, he thanked the two lads for their time and strolled out the door, focusing on leaving the area rapidly.

The two stormtroopers for their parts sighed and continued with their drinks, paying little mind to the receny events.
They did mention that [member="Jaccer Ramirez"] looked familiar though.

 

[Jaccer Ramirez]

As he approached the table where [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] and [member="Cadan Tazi"] sat, Jaccer noticed that one of the stormtroopers flashed what seemed to be a commlink. Either he was being called away somewhere or backup was coming. If it was backup, Jaccer would only have a small time zone to escape.

Taking a seat next to Cadan, he would explain what he saw. "I think I saw one call for backup. I would imagine that it'd be in all of our best interests to remove this problem before it escalates." He said, pulling his combat knife from his pocket once again and resting it on the table. "Let's keep it quiet eh?"


[member="Cylus Jest"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would look across his body, for his multitude of weapons, he didn't carry a close combat weapon. "Well friend, I only got things that make loud noises. So that's a little bit of a problem ain't it." He'd look down at the table, draw his DL-18 and place it in front of him. He seemed almost excited to use the weapon. "Been for to long since I had a good firefight, without some karking Jed comin' in and attacking." Cadan would once again eye the stormtroopers.

[member="Jaccer Ramirez"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

"C'mon Cadan, you're making problems where there are none." he'd stand the durasteel plates slotting over each-other, the long pronged feet taking gauges out of the floor. "We'll leave out the back. Fire-fighting with the Empire, it's a fools games. You're friend can come with us, they won't bother us in the backways."

| [member="Jaccer Ramirez"] | [member="Cadan Tazi"] |​

 

[Cadan Tazi]

"Aye, guess your right Cap'n." Cadan would begin to rise, re-holstering his DL-18. "At least we made ourselves a profit today!" The excitement evident in his voice.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher entered the cantina and immediately wrinkled his nose at the smells which he wasn't used to. He knew it wouldn't be a particularly friendly place and so pulled his hood up. Though he wore Jedi attire, he had no lightsaber, having recently had it stolen by someone who he couldn't particularly describe in words. The Padawan was only here searching for the face of the man who had taken his weapon, though it was his own fault for not paying attention and he knew it.

[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Cylus Jest"] [member="Jaccer Ramirez"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Fiarr Zikri'tvo"]‏

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would awaken to the commotion, half phased from everything that had transpired, though was not so stupid as to ignore a call for storm troopers, he would follow his Captains orders, until something familiar caught his eye, he would turn to see an old 'friend' of his walk into the cantina, he didn't know the mans name, just knew that he had just walked into a hornets nest. Quickly scouting his immediate area he would begin to asses the situation, he had just enough time to bag himself a Padawan and get out of their without having to deal with any of the backup. Jumping out of his seat he would throw his emptied glass over to the other side of the Cantina, hoping to distract the Padawan just long enough that he could run up to him without being noticed.

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher glanced around the room, skimming his eyes over everyone as he searched for the familiar face. He didn't want to hear what his master would say if she found out he had lost his crucial weapon. Once he heard a glass smash on the other side of the Cantina, he turned towards the sound, curiously.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would seize his chance, his prey was distracted by the noise just as he planned, he would ran as fast as he could, pulling back his arm to land a blow on his 'friends' face, hoping that a combination of both the momentum of his speed, the force of his fist and the surprise on his foe to be enough to knock him unconscious and take him out of the Velcro Light and get a ransom for him.

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher turned his head away from the sound but only to get punched in the face. Having not seen it coming and being so surprised by it, he stumbled backwards, grabbing onto what he could before falling to the floor. The force of the punch and fall rendered him unconscious.
[member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan saw the young jedi enter, he knew the Captains hated them, he then saw the glass get thrown, them Thraxis' attack. "Two bounties in one night, doing good we is." He'd redraw his DL-18 pistol, ready to blast a hole through anyone who wanted to mess with any member of The Jackals.

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would dart his head to the left and to the right, seeing little opposition to what he had just done, simply shrugging to see such minimal reaction he hoisted the young Padawan over his shoulders, swiftly proceeding to rush out of the building through the back entrance just like his captain told him too.
[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[Jemima Armandé]

"You just love fighting, don't ya?" Paislee smiled and shook her head, pushing the end of Cadan's pistol down gently. "There's no opposition." she said, glancing around at the people around them. "They don't really seem bothered. Besides, it's not their job to protect people. If you see another Jedi, that's when the real trouble starts."

She used her head to indicate a suggestion to follow Thraxis before following him out the back entrance herself. "Thraxis, wait up!"

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Thraxis"]