Crime Lord Convention

[Vee Toa(Hutt Rep)]

Toa lunged towards[member="Iturizu Yuvie"] "I didn't have to do this, but since the Jedi have invaded my planet then so be it!"

One of the Droids had it's arm cut off by the jedi but had a clear shot at Iturizu, the droid hit her in her leg somewhere

After Iturizu fell towards the floor, Toa made it close to [member="Alyisa Mithel"] 'If you escape with the Jedi, I will have a bounty so big on you, you won't be able to go to a civilized area!"

 

[Sala'dine]

[member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Iturizu Yuvie"]

Sala'dine was looking at the one slave as she fired at another droid. "I woudln't worry to much about it, bounties are different now." She said it but shrugged seeing the sith before she moved letting the soldiers remained to the side. Multi spectral shielding units activating when the woman offered a hand. "My knife please and if you want a seat on the transport. We can give you a ship to go wherever you want." WHile she was curious the woman based ont he datapads description was... without a name it didn't go that far but she had the force which meant something to them and she had some training the way she handled the knife... so there was portnetial.

 

[Alyisa Mithel]

Location: Slave Tent
Objective: escape
Items: combat knife

By some crazy strange luck [member="Vee Toa"] had moved the exact same time Aly went to stab the slaver’s foot. She missed! The slaver had dodged [member="Iturizu Yuvie"] attack. Thus his foot was no longer where Aly brought the blade down in a stabbing motion.

After pulling the knife out of the sane she stood up, only to hear the next threat. She heard it well enough. She was standing close enough to Vee to hear it over all the noise. Aly’s heart sank. She could escape today but she could have bounty hunters chasing her for the rest of her life.

“Two days of freedom is better than a life time of slavery”, the words coherent, but her voice quivering from the sadness she felt.

Aly handed the knife back to [member="Sala'dine"], then ran off towards the transports.

[member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Draven Dursden"] [member="Dez Dexter"]

 

[Vee Toa(Hutt Rep)]

Vee Toa sprinted towards the tent, he put his Darksaber towards [member="Alyisa Mithel"] throat "Move one muscle and she is dead!"
[member="Sala'dine"]

 

[Draven Dursden]

The massive mech units began to pull back after the majority of the slaves which had been put up to auction had been liberated. The third squad had done their job well, securing most of the ragged, and weary looking people, through brutal force and domination. Draven's Dudes had used whatever mean's possible, many slaves being dragged by their hair, slung over shoulders or drug behind by a limb, to bring the would be slaves to the drop ships where the more civilized forced awaited them. Draven was in the fray, dodging blasts and leaping from cover spot to cover spot. When the tanks arrived, Draven heard a ear shattering clap, and a huge explosion filled the air behind him. The knight's ears rung, and his vision blurred as he stumbled, shaking his head furiously as it felt like his brain was dashed against his skull. Behind him the phalanx which the huge mech suits had created shattered in a massive explosion. The Dudes for the first time since their massive onslaught upon being dropped, seemed scattered, and even mildly worried. They reformed in two separate arrow divisions, spreading out on either side of the square and stomping their way through hordes of droids, back to the drop ships which they had arrived on. The slaves had been secured, mission accomplished, time to leave. The third squad was still scattered in pairs about the battle field, the huge mechs struggling to withdraw as quickly as their more fortified counterparts. The other two squads paused at the entrance to the little make shift slave market, to lay down fire with their chain guns. Draven sprinted behind the group, Captain George standing behind him and grumbling about Jedi. In the center of the square laid a blown apart trooper. He had been left behind, the mech suit completely ripped in half, and the jagged plate, and wires which had connected it sticking out, exposed to the sunlight. Sparks flew, and fuel drooled from the tubes, as the top half of the mech continued to struggle to function, its pilot brutally jamming the controls, to no avail. He had managed to drag the ripped in half mech to the massive revolver which had been almost destroyed in the enormous tank blast. The gauntlet clutched around its handle, and the first of Private Hane's final five fired off.​

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"BCOO"​

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"BCOO"​

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"BCOO"​

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Then nothing but silence ensued, as the top part of the mech was swarmed over by enemy droids, its pilot being killed mercilessly. The first casualty that Draven's Dudes had suffered since landing on the planet. And he hadn't even made it through his final five.​

 

[Alyisa Mithel]

@Vee Toa made a huge mistake underestimating Alyisa Mithel. She was not just some common slave. How she became Vee Toa’s slave was just weird luck. Alyisa Mithel was a former Wing Commander in the Atrisian Empire. A fully trained Imperial Commando.

[member="Vee Toa"] came to close to Alyisa. He treated her like a defenseless female slave. In truth as his to attention was focused on @Sala’dine... when he came over to try to put a blade up to Alyisa’s throat.

Alyisa reached and placed her hand upon the pressure points in [member="Vee Toa"]’s hand. When she applied pressure she twisted his wrist and with her other hand she took the darksaber.

After taking the darksaber, Alyisa took a half step back and pointed the blade at [member="Vee Toa"].

“The name is Alyisa Mithel”, she spited out her name. She was sick of being treated like a piece of meat. She was the former Wing Commander to the late Emperor [member="Akio Kahoshi"] of the Atrisian Empire. "I maybe ronin for falling to protect my emperor, but do not think I can’t cut you down where you stand!”

 

[Sala'dine]

[member="Alyisa Mithel"]

Sala'dine stood there for a moment as she caught the blade and was moving and still this one persisted.... she could almost find it admirable compared to some of the things but oh look he had a thing. She grazed her hand along her belt and touched the hilt. She had found it with Kise on kelsier... where they had been working to recover technology. Dark grey metal with a crystal for making a blade... she had one as well and was willing to wager she could use it better. The reveal of the slave girls name Alyisa was something as she tried to remember if she had heard the name before and her mind worked.... records of soldiers, of pilots or men she had seen commanded and listed on reports.... Pupils dilated for a moment as she stood there for a heartbeat but had an idea. "I see."

 

[Iturizu Yuvie]

As [member="Vee Toa"] made the, from Yuve's perspective, clumsy lunge with the pilfered dark saber and his saber still in is cutting arch the Sith took a small slide back, dodging the swing but now in the line of fire from the still active droid, who did not waist time firing. A blaster bolt of some sort of round racing towards the Mirialans leg, and with now way to doge it or deflect the round, only just reaching the apex of his jump Yuvie was in for another scar to add to the already growing list.

As the round connected with skin a searing pain could be felt at the Siths flesh was damage, upon landing fully buckling to the new sensation,having to perform a roll in order gain cover an away from the dark saber wielding crime lord. "You have to be fucking kidding me, again? come on", he replied to no on in particular, catching the deadly read blade back in hand as it finished it's boomerang like trajectory it was so frustrating. "We best be leaving soon, I'd rather not get shot at anymore".

 

[Vee Toa(Hutt Rep)]

Toa got pushed to the ground, he felt stunned and felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His slave had fought back, he was impressed. He figured out a plan but he need to get his blaster out of his cut blood-stained robes, his sandal feel off of his foot while in planning. He had secretly brought an assault rifle, his other blaster he brought was crushed by [member="Sala'dine"]. His plan was to strike [member="Alyisa Mithel"] with his assault rifle, he doesn't plan on killing her, just stun her off a bit. He had seen a guard of the Jedi come up to Toa and he secretly choked him and threw him to the ground. He reached into his cut robe and grabbed his assault rifle and hit [member="Alyisa Mithel"] right through the leg and feel to the ground.

 

[Sala'dine]

She was looking at it quickly and with a raised eyebrow.. suddenly there was a rifle drawn where there hadn't been anything and here on the transport she was looking over at it while moving. THrowing out her hand with the force coming from it in a wave to push the blonde woman back into the transport while she moved quickly. Motioning for them to close the doors to the transport when the droids started opening fire towards the one who was shooting. Those heavy plasma cannons they had, rockets, rail guns and somic shots usually meant things went down quickly but she wasn't not worried letting the hatchway seal while she went towards the girl and dug in her thigh pack. The cracken's field kit was important to doing this when she had some of the medical foam to put over the wound. "Here this should ease any pain."

 

[Alyisa Mithel]

Location: In the transport with [member="Sala'dine"]
Objective: Fly away from jakku
Items: A darksaber

So after she had climbed aboard Aly was shot. Shot right in the leg. She did not see the weapon being fired at her because she was looking in the opposite direction, while falling over she was she held the saber away from her. Plot she hit the platform that led up into the transport. Then a Force push came and tossed her further inside the transport.

Luckily she did not stab herself again. She did have a rather bad burn wound on her leg. There was not even clothing there for protection when she was hot.
“Thank you”, Aly said to Sala’dine. “Sorry I did not catch your name if it was mentioned earlier.”

 

[Sala'dine]

[member="Alyisa Mithel"]

SHe looked at her while kneeling there and the hatch was closed and sealed as the transport was lifting away with the tengu escort allowing them to get off of the planet. She looked at the wound on the woman's leg and spoke. "I am Sala'dine and this has been an interesting day to say the least." She said it with a small smirk on her face though when she remained there motioning for the darksaber. "And you might not need that for now, just deactivate it and keep it close if you want. We can get some synthskin on it and a bacta patch to get you alright." She remained there and not taking note of the outfit.. with the falling and rolling from the force push well it may have become disheveled until the admiral was looking at her offering a hand.

 

[Iturizu Yuvie]

Yuvie was not giving track of the battle by now, more concerned on tending to the new bullet would which had grazed his leg then seeing is the slave and Jedi woman where okay, should be fine though, the two seemed battle capable. When the sound of a transport came over head the Miriralan made a break for it, disregarding [member="Vee Toa"], using the force to propel himself forwards into the now open ramp, almost face planting into the floor when his leg gave way once again. "Fuck that stings, we leaving now? also what about your gun hoe friend down there"? The man seemed quite the reckless person, perhaps it would be best if he did not join them on this trip, if they got that rowdy with slavers, how more so with a former Sith Inquisitor.

[member="Sala'dine"] [member="Alyisa Mithel"]

 

[Alyisa Mithel]

Location: In a transport with [member="Sala'dine"] and [member="Iturizu Yuvie"]
Objective: Fly away from Jakku
Items: A stolen darksaber

“Yes the saber”, Aly deactivated it. Upon that time she realized her undercarriage was trying to come out from the canvas top. Trying to act like nothing was wrong she just slightly adjusted it before anything immodest plopped out.

There was no argument from Aly about any medical treatment as she attempted to keep up the conversation. “Please to met you Sala’dine and thank you for the help”, she offered a thankful smile.

“Gun hoe friend”, surprised Aly turned to [member="Iturizu Yuvie"].

“That Mandalorian Sith is your friend”, Aly asked looking back over to Sala’dine. “He did not look very nice with the reckless shooting and pulling slaves around by their heir.”

She was just shocked and confused. She was not trying to accuse Sala’dine of anything negative. Just something seemed out of place. “I’m sorry if that came out wrong. I’m just a little over whelmed by everything that has happened.”

“Did we leave that brunette Jedi behind that was helping us”, Aly was trying to refer to [member="Varindar Asyt"].

 

[Varindar Asyt]

And thus she was on a bed, somewhere inside a ship, losing consciousness. In fact, Varindar blacked out when the slaves were being killed in rapid succession, as if their deaths caused a disturbance int he Force big enough to stun her, with the party [member="Sala'dine"] deployed on the ground picking her up alongside [member="Alyisa Mithel"]. If any of those people were, in fact, Force-users, they would sense that the spiral of death simply overwhelmed her for some reason. But why was she overwhelmed now, and not when she fought the Sith Empire in Kashyyyk's airspace? And not on Charros or in the Roche Asteroids? The only time where she felt like this was when the rest of the Howling Crags were being stripped of the Force, which led to the Ta'jar Blood Gang capturing her in the first place. Something was definitely off with Varindar, something that had to be resolved before she could undertake another cloak-and-dagger mission. Amid what likely were rescued slaves, she may as well be asking questions to them, hoping that somebody onboard could respond to her queries, another slave or their handlers:

"Where... am I? What... happened?" she asked the people around her, with a little confusion in her voice.

 

[Vee Toa(Hutt Rep)]

Toa while drenched in sweat and his robe cut in half limped towards his starship and he told his pilot to "Follow that ship, I'm getting my Saber back from that worthless Slave!" He commanded his Assassin Droid to assist him on this mission, he responded with "ROGER!"
[member="Varindar Asyt"][member="Alyisa Mithel"][member="Sala'dine"]

 

[Vee Toa(Hutt Rep)]

After getting inside of his ship, Toa had given the Pilot the direction of where they were going, Toa chuckled to himself after noticing something "Let's see how long it will take the Jedi and the Slave to figure out that they are in flight with a sithlord!" He cracked up laughing as well as some of his servants and aides joined in laughing.

 

[Sala'dine]

[member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Varindar Asyt"]

She looked at her and gave a look. "I have never met him personally and am uncertain about most of what had been happening. I just have that." She pointed as the transport was going into the Hand of Judgement. THe sleek black of the stealth destroyer as the hangers opened to let them in and then seal up tight. With the biot jelly lining it would make the craft force dead and unable to be detected with the force.. the suite of stealth systems it was nearly impossible to detect with systems and then there was the crystal grav trap for detecting other stealth ships and they had jedi for force concealment.

"The Hand of Judgement." She stood up offering a hand to raise the girl as the transports were letting the others in. News about what they had going on well worked with the admiral. "I see well see that she in monitored and checked by the doctors we have." She sighed a little and was uncertain about a few parts of it but they should be able to handle anything. "Activating stealth systems admiral and moving us out of orbit." She was seeing the reports from the tengu that were flying around with them. The stealth ships were heading and setting up to meet at different coordinates.

"Engage." Sala'dine let them jump to hyperspace while in stealth mode when the other ships did. To mask their way and they could make several more jumps but few others in the galaxy had hyperspace tracking like the tengu craft... or the highly powered navigational computers. Sala'dine had moved onto the medical area to treat the slaves and others who had been hurt. She stood there more then ready to answer questions before she looked at the woman and offered her some fo the spare medical scrubs. "Here wear these if you want." She crossed her arms over her chest. "Now want to explain how you ended up on that planet? You aren't the typical slave."

 

[Iturizu Yuvie]

"Friend, he is no real friend of mine as I do not serve under banner of the Silver Jedi, my loyalties are with the Galactic Alliance, I was an undercover operative much like this woman here", Yuvie replied pointing to [member="Varindar Asyt"]. "The goal was to 'purchase' the salves and get them free from the planet and combat zone before hand, but then you know what happened", it was at this point she kind of missed the Empire, at the very least most people could follow order. Then again that was mostly due to the harsh training and threats, 'second thought never mind about the Empire, from what I hear it's on deaths door'.

While that was going on the small craft entered into the stealth ship, the blackness of space being replaced by the artificial lights of the ships docking bay, herself getting up as the door of the transport opened up. "Did not think I was going to wind up on another Jedi ship with a wound, perhaps I should start a list", well this time she was not bleeding to death but this happening again would probably get a little annoying". Looking back to the newly rescued [member="Alyisa Mithel"], "ah I forgot to introduce myself, you can call he Iturizu Yuvie, and before you ask yes I am a SIth, though from experience with the Jedi ones past does not matter so long as you seek to do good things".

"Anyways, I hope you have a nice time here with your freedom, but I would keep an eye out for that [member="Vee Toa"] person, he is rather strange".

 

[Varindar Asyt]

"So I'm no longer on Jakku..." she replied back to [member="Sala'dine"], with [member="Alyisa Mithel"] next to her on the ship.

Iturizu is quite different from other Sith I've met in my lifetime, she thought, while hearing [member="Iturizu Yuvie"] introduce herself and holding her in a grudging respect, probably the most she could expect from her at this stage (or of Mandos in a hospitality context). And then visions of a spaceport on Chalacta were flashing: its loan statement balance, the spaceport's loan application process, the use of dwarfing to repay those loans, the high interest rates (which, frankly, given the Ta'jars' sterling credit record, 9% far too high, even though the loan application and origination fees are par for the course; she paid 1,200 credits + 2.25% for those respectively for the hotel's mortgage, with a 5% APR), the revenues that came from seizing security deposits from the speeder rentals and, of course, the other revenues from spaceport operations, since there was no capital expenditures. I have to put a stop to this madness: they are throwing good money after bad, she thought, while being reminded that the hotel didn't resort to a perpetual loan cycle to launder money but instead on a draconian cancellation policy they could have used to rent speeders.

"Chalacta... Chalacta? Why do I keep having visions of a spaceport on Chalacta run by the Ta'jar Blood Gang? This mission might have been botched, but if I can be on the next ship to Chalacta, I would appreciate it: I have unfinished business with the Ta'jar Blood Gang"