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Coruscant Noir

Blade

An all around bad guy.
Blade shifted his shoulder to a more comfortable position while the man spoke. His silhouette was still only outlined by the flickering blue light hitting the side of his body. He continued to glare as the man finished, "That guy is scared and looking to run from some bad people. We're just trying to find him for his ladyfriend. Don't do nothin' stupid now." Blade waited a moment before a response. He believed they new more then they let on.

Blade let out a slow nod, illuminated by the headlights of a passing speeder, he went to turn away before halting. He thought for a moment, this was an opportunity, if they did know more, walking away wouldn't get him the info, freezing mid-step, he turned back to the group and looked at the droid again though. Somewhere in his prying, he had come across a name. [member="Ava Reizbar"]. Apparently, a Chiss woman who stood out due to her accent, the bartender on the strip had a faint recollection of the description, and after asking around, an older gentleman from the upper levels recognized and gave the name. There was no way of knowing if the name was even that of the woman, but Chiss weren't exactly common here.

Blade held up his wrist to the datapad. He wiped the screen of water droplets and pushed a button. The strong blue light once again beamed from his wrist, projecting an image of a still line, and illuminating his helmet. He pushed a button and the image changed, the line rippled up and down as a grizzly male voice began,

"Ava something... Reiz? Reizen? Reizbar! That's it! Great girl if you need something done, better if you need to DO something." The old perverted voice chuckled before cutting out in static. Blade's attention shifted from the audio recording to the people, awaiting a response. He figured at very least, if they wouldn't willingly help him, he would just stalk them till he got the info he sought. The chances weren't great, but maybe the vague description from a drunk bartender and name from a sleazy old creep would trigger somethin' they hadn't shared. Although it was very possible that the old bastard had just made up the whole thing to champion himself, he may have been on to something.

Anyways, Blade directed his focus on the droid personally. His voice grumbled as he moved, something he wanted to say at the tip of his tongue, but he suppressed it, choosing not to speak.
 
Ty had quietly accepted the presence of the man, but staring into the visor of his helmet...

"A Mandalorian. Of course he mentions a bounty." Ty thought while giving the same cold expressionless look to the Mandalorian. It was hard not to be snarky towards him, to say something about the lifestyle, the warrior-like ways, those darn blast-absorbing helmets.

Mandalorians were warriors through and through, they fought, they bled, they died, but their deaths weren't always like all the rest in the galaxy. Ty had a strong disdain for them, strong enough not to trust them on his ship, not to work with them too often and not to give them help when needed, as if Mandalorians ever wanted his help. Decades spent travelling gave him the positives and the negatives, but those negatives, that warrior culture they love, it made them impossible to tolerate to him. A smuggler and outlaw lived by wit, charm and trade, not by blaster fire, bounties and body counts, not Ty, not ever and not now.

So meeting one in a bar presuming he was after a bounty was enough to get Ty to want to leave, but as his pupils darted and got a glance at the door, he noticed a crowd of ruffians seemed to take up the space with laughter and insults, probably an ensuing brawl. It seemed as if fate had forced him to stay seated while a fight broke out in the background, the noise of which he easily ignored as the music muffled the distant fighting.

"Well..." Ty looked at the ground for a second, quiet, he didn't want to give the Mandalorian any information, was he going to kill Darin? Maybe the Mandalorian was the only way to find out where Darin is? Also where was Nej and the droid? Ty threw caution to the wind, looking back up and giving out free information because...well, there wasn't anywhere else to go or any other leads to follow. "...A Chiss lady and Darin were hanging out together, I don't know what their relationship is or if she might even be related to his sudden disappearance. But as far as I'm aware, she might be the only way of figuring out where he went."

[member="Voska Naudir"]
 
Voska turns away for a moment as the crowd starts fighting on the other side of the bar. He sighs and keeps one hand on his hip above his blaster
"People these days.. They need to know when and why to fight, not just how" he shakes his head

"Well, From little i know of this darin fella, Chiss' either been.. err.. paid, for that companionship, Or she is indeed the reason for his disappearance.. Not a good sign, but you're headed in the right direction, 'looks like."
He stops to think for a moment. The guy reluctant to talk at first, which meant that the fact he told him at all meant he was probably desperate. He also didn't look like the average bounty hunter, which meant he probably came with someone else, they probably split up to make information gathering go by faster. Voska was in this for the bounty, true. But he enjoyed following trails like this, "Seeing the story through to the end" one might say, and this might be his way in.

"Tell you what stranger, I'm interested in seeing where this goes. Maybe we can help each other out? I could run off with this little bit of info and do as I please with it, Or I could hang around for a bit, share info. after all, you've shared info with me, eh? Besides, Down here- He looks towards the brawl on the other side of the bar -Things get a little rough, I'm sure having an extra blaster around wouldn't hurt, eh mate? make collecting further info a little safer. Ah, speaking of which" His vocal enhancer shuts down for a moment as he mutters something under his breath. a moment later, his cloak lifts up partially as a small ID10 Probe droid comes out from under it, producing a subtle humming sound as it floats beside him. he pats it with a slight metalic sound

"Just about to send this little fella out for some people watching" He chuckles "I wouldn't mind telling you either of us learn anything new" And with that, the probe flew away, heading down to the next bar. then heading down to another, then finally sending a message to voska's HUD. He could probably do this alone, but hey, gotta socialize sometime right? not to mention the whole "safety in numbers" thing, this could lead them into anything, and it was always better to have people by your side when venturing into the unknown.


[member="Ty Zashal"]
 
Insilico bobbed up and down in amusement, then realized what he was doing and abruptly stopped. Looked around to see if anyone had noticed. They probably did.

He quickly went over a few different scenarios in his head. None of them had good outcomes. Well, at least none that involved his favorite pastime. That being vicious torture. But he was onto them.. Something needed to be done. "Might I say, good sir..." The eye once again turned red and his voice became low and grumbly "That its quite a lovely day for a walk..." He grew closer to [member="Blade"] as he spoke, then looked back at [member="Nej Tane"], not knowing what to do next
 
Ava stood patiently as the archivist checked the data file for Darin‘s workplace. The kidnapping, the infiltration all were part of a bigger plot. With these files Ava would prove that candidate Dumont was both a fraud and a kingpin. His campaign would thus be invalidated and chaos would ensue. Why she did this she refused to reveal but in truth this wasn't just a mission anymore...It became personal.

The archivist gave Ava a glance of confusion as he found no discrepancy. Unknown to him Ava would have been surprised if he did. Dumont was a sneaky one but when it got down to it he was far too sloppy.

"It appears there is nothing wrong with the data. It may have been a glitch in the system but-"

Before he could finish his sentence Ava cut him off by tenderly placing her finger on his mouth.

"Encrypt it every bit of data from this past month."

Ava dug into her pocket and pulled out a notecard with digits on it, she put it inside the mans chest pocket and patted it.

"Could you send it there...for me...Okay?"

The man froze captivated by Ava’s charisma and calmness in the situation. It was clear to anyone that spoke to Ava that she ran at her own pace Ava knew this and thus she rolled with it. She walked away blatantly ignoring the whims of the man behind her. She entered the elevator and thoughts flooded her mind. Phase 1 was over now it was time for phase 2, This time had to cut old ties to create new ones. She had to delete all traces of the 1294 shipping CO records from last and this month. She would be spotted if she went but no matter.

She arrived at the shipping CO a little while later and prepared to enter adrenaline running through her veins.
 
Nej narrowed his eyes more as [member="Blade"] began to talk, especially the way he talked. Blade screamed bad guy- he emanated evil, wickedness. Sure, Nej wasn't a great guy per se- but at least he wasn't THAT bad of a guy. But this guy- crossed all sortsa evil lines.

Especially after the revelation that this chick was the key to their whole shabang- this Chiss woman.

Heebie-jeebies abundant.

"C'mon droid. Let's go get the old man and get after 'er."

He turned to walk into the bar that the old man had gotten off to.

[member="Ava Reizbar"] l [member="Insilico"] l [member="Voska Naudir"] l [member="Ty Zashal"] l [member="Blade"]
 

Blade

An all around bad guy.
As the men veered off, Blade watched for just a moment, stalking it would be. As the lighting of the climate-controlled world flashed, Blade disappeared. Quickly and silently he moved down the street before coming to a vendor and scaling the side of the alien's stand. He quickly flopped onto the top of the building and looked around before looking in the direction of the people. He moved swiftly, jumping from roof to room before reaching an overhand just above the ally he was recently in. He looked down in the direction the man and droid went and slowly crept forwards, masking his vitals with the touch of his datapad and moving until the pair was spotted. Blade laid down in the rain and watched as [member="Nej Tane"] stepped into the building, droid behind hovering behind him. Quickly he reached to his right leg and unzipped the pouch, pulling out a small fly drone. He threw it up before pulling his cloak over him. The inside of his helmet blackened as the visor locked down. A small blink was followed by the whole inside of his helmet turning into a virtual view from the drone.

The drone zipped down in the rain, slipping through the seam of the sliding door, and trailing right behind Nej and the droid, Landing on a table nearby and preparing to listen.
 
Insilico looked back at the nearly dead man lying in the alley, then back to [member="Nej Tane"], then back to the now dead body. Too late to inject him with anything. Hadn't gotten anything out of him except a few minutes of video that he could possibly sell to the right rich man. Always someone willing to see a bum die. He sighed as his light returned to blue, and followed into the bar
 

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