Dirty Dealings (Broorn Sabor)

[Audrey Thénardier]

As he spoke Audrey kept a dulled look on her face, not phased by his wounds or the remarks he made. When made the comment about her being royalty she laughed a little before gesturing to her men to secure the spice. A little wave of her hand sent them hustling to dispose of it all off the ship while she continued to speak with the Chiss.

"You see, Mr. Sabor, that's where you're wrong. In reality I happen to be a noble woman from Naboo. Why do you think they call me 'lady' and 'madame' so cmuh? Just to be polite?" After that she snapped her fingers before another man walked over, carrying a breifcase which he opned to reveal a small cred-chit. "You'll find 70 thousand credits on it, as opposed to your 1 million. 10 for each gram you lost me." she explained calmly. "And to show some good sport I'll have my ,en patch your wound, free of charge. Sound sreasonable, don't you think?"

[member="Broorn Sabor"]

 

[Broorn Sabor]

"Seventy thousand? Wait, wait, wait! Are you fething serious? I-it was only two grams! Come on, man! I kill...I killed all of those people and you s-scam me! What do you want me to fething do? Now do I gotta beg you for the credits now? Karking rich people!" He barked, stalking back and forth angrily. Once he finally came to a halt, he looked at the woman angrily. "No, this is ridiculous!" That is once he lost all self-control. He tossed the bottle, smashing it off the ground, stalking over to the woman.

He jabbed a finger in the woman's direction. "YOU MAY FETHING THINK YOUR SOMEONE IMPORTANT, BUT LISTEN TO ME...I. DON'T. GIVE. A. DAMN!" He screeched. "THINK YA' DESERVE RESPECT JUST 'CAUSE YOU GOT CREDITS! I DON'T CARE WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE,

WOULD YOU BE KARKING HAPPY IF SOMEONE BROKE A FETHING DEAL FOR A MILLION CREDITS!? ACTUALLY, PROBABLY NOT 'CAUSE YOU NEVER WORKED A DAY IN YOUR DAMN LIFE! I WORKED EVERY DAY OF MY FETHING LIFE AND ONLY MADE 'BOUT TEN CREDITS PER KARKING HOUR! THAT SORT OF THING PISSES PEOPLE OFF!" After his rant, he stared at the woman angrily, not realizing the mistake he had most likely just made.

 

[Audrey Thénardier]

The whole time he ranted and raved she did or said nothing. Audrey only stood there and watched with an unpashed look as usually as he screamed at the top of his lungs. The men around, however, either stopped and watched or only kept glancing about while going on about thier duties. Some looked a little nervous, wondering what Lady Audrey would do to him for speaking up at her like that.

Once he was done she sighed and said "Don't presume to know me, Mr. Sabor. And don't presume so quickly. I am willing to offer you more money. Provided you're interested. And, as a side note, never take that tone with me again. If you do agree, there will be more than 1 million awaiting you at the end of each job you accomplish."

[member="Broorn Sabor"]

 

[Broorn Sabor]

"Oh...okay, you know what...I should definitely take up another job with someone who scammed me out of a a few THOUSAND credits from me! Don't ever get a tone like that with you again? Why? Will you stop cooking breakfast like you should be doin'?" He asked, spitting in the woman's face. Once you angered Broorn...things got bad and Broorn was not known for his intelligent thinking. "FETH YOU! I'LL WORK FOR YOU, AS LONG AS I CAN ACTUALLY BE PAID APPROPRIETLY! WHAT IS THIS, ANYWAY? DO YOU SCAM YOUR EMPLOYEES TOO? OR ARE THEY ACTUALLY PAID?

(OOC: I give you full permission to injure my character. Including breaking bones, slashing with blades, just please refrain from removing limbs but if you wish...I assume you could...but if you choose too could you at least leave the legs? Lol. I'm being totally serious, I give you permission to scar or maim my character.)

 

[Audrey Thénardier]

With another sudden temperet outburst like that Audrey, instead of not making a move, reached up and squeezed his nose between her fingers. She seemed to have a sudden amount of strength as she gripped it and pinched it hard. Despite his struggling she kept her grip tight on his nose in order to garner his attnetion to keep from making another outburst like before.

"You find me in a more gracious mood than usual, Mr. Sabor." she began, keeping one had behind her back while keeping her tone even. "Usually when scum like you deny my offers and spit them back in my face I waste no time in beaten them sensless and then deciding wheather I should cut thier fingers off and feed the to a few womp rats. But today I'm trying to be nice, because I know what is involved with a hard days work like what you went through. I didn't just aquire my wealth and fortune, Mr. Sabor, I eanred it. And you know how I earned it? By fulfilling my assignments 100% percent so that I'm PAID A HUNDREAD PERCENT!" she then tossed in to the ground and finished with "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, MR. SABOR?"

Her tone had actually frightened some of the men to to where they tried ignoring what was going on and finish with thier duites. By now half of the spice ahd been dealt with off of [member="Broorn Sabor"]'s ship and onto an awaiting shuttle. The outburst was clear in on her face that Lady Thénardier was starting to become annoyed by his actions and words.

 

[Broorn Sabor]

For the first time in the past few days, Broorn showed true fear. Not like the mild fear he had at the abandoned store when he was threatened, the woman had actually done something physical. He hit the ground with a thud, staring up at the woman. "Y-y-y-y-y-ye...yeah!" He yelped, he continued to stay on the ground in fear of angering the woman. "I APOLIGIZE! P-PLEASE, Y-YOU GOT TO BELIEVE ME! I-I-I APOLIGIZE!" He pleaded, lying at the woman's feet. The pathetic Chiss continued to stay on the ground, begging and pleading.

 

[Audrey Thénardier]

Once he was back on the ground and pleaded for his life Audrey watched with the same stare as before. It was so cold and yet so uneasy to look at the same time, feeling like she was looking into a person's mind and assessing everything she could from them. Her hands had went back behind her at this point as she listned to the Chiss continue to beg for his life while groveling at her feet.

After a moment she looked head, past [member="Broorn Sabor"], before ordering "Prove it, Mr. Sabor. Kiss my shoe." she gave him a look that indicated she wasn't joking. She then stood and waited until he would before saying "Good. Now get up and clear yourself off. You look pathetic this way. And I thought the Chiss were more prideful than that."

[member="Broorn Sabor"]

 

[Broorn Sabor]

He received an order to kiss the woman's shoe, what. The. Hell. He stared up at her, then back to her shoes. "W-what...?" He asked. As if she had not already shamed him and humiliated him enough? "K-kiss your...s-shoe?" He asked. He saw the woman's face, but attempted to make an excuse despite the look. "Y-you can't be s-serious..." He said. "I-I-I think I should just...l-leave..." He said, releasing a nervous laugh. "Yeah, I'm s-sure you u-u-understand?"

 

[Audrey Thénardier]

The same dull stare look him in the eys as he deined her order. It didn't matter though, she only giving a huff. After that she waved off to the guard holding the breifcase of money and tossed it at [member="Broorn Sabor"], probably hard enough to where it would thud against his chest. After that she turned away from him while still speaking to him.

"Keep this in mind, Mr. Sabor. You'll likey be hearing from me again. And in light of what had transpired here, today, you'd best pray it's for me offering you another job. Anything else and...well, you won't live long enouhg to retgret what you've said and done these past few days. Now I suggest you take your monye and go, finding the nearest hospital you can find. I really don't care what you do from there, because I wasn't even here."

With that Lady Thénardier's image suddenly dissperaed into that of the holodroid that Sabor had met with ealier. With the conncetion cut she turned back, seeing the Chiss outlaw, before turning away and walking for the shuttle where the spice had finally been moved to. After that all the men, some keeping thier weapons trained on Sabor, had moved out as well and made for thier ships while leaving the chiss alone with his money.

 

[Broorn Sabor]

As everyone took off, he looked down at his briefcase. Silence...then laughter. "Are you fethin' serious?" He said aloud. They...they just left him. He popped open the briefcase, staring at the credit chip. He then reached into his trench coat, removing a small whiskey bottle with a grin. He twisted off the cap, taking a sip from the alcohol. They were letting him go free. Unable to stop himself his laughter, he continued to sip the alcohol, most of it dripping from his mouth and falling onto his clothes. The pain from the blaster bolt seemed to disappear as he took another swig from the whiskey bottle. That was until he finished it and attempted to stand up. He grunted in agony, stumbling over to his ship with suitcase in hand. He quickly boarded the ship, taking off.