Do what you want, cuz a Pirate is free!

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra looked around nodding. This would work. They would work.

"Yeah. I think so. Force object or somethin'. Some kinda cube. Dunno what it does, but we can sell it for one heck of a price."

She caught the words of the one called Grax and winced, waving him away from the wookiee.

"We don' eat our shipmates, aye? What's wrong wit you?"

She yawned, streched n=and stowed the datachip in her coat pocket.

"A'right! So! If that's everything, Mr. Ross? Ya got a ship fer us?"

 

[Darth Ferus]

Daichi watched on, quite obviously staring at [member="Zandra Fenni"] . She spoke of something he knew all too well. A datacron. Possibly even a holocron. Something of more value then just credits. Knowledge, secrets. The more these people spoke, the more interested he became. Yes, they would lead him to more information then they possibly even knew. A smile formed on his face as he leaned against the table, his gaze once more drifting to the others. Now, he just waited for the one named Ross.

They would be off soon enough.

 

[Gorg]

Gorg snorted at Fenni, and slowly placed his axe back in it's holster. He looked around at the odd looks oof the various crew members, and slowly climbed off the table, shoving his bulk in to one of the seats.

<<" No eat Ropo? Ropo good eatings! What we eat, then?!">>

The gammorean frowned, and looked around the crew, completely obvlivious to the fact that they're discussing a mission, but he did catch a few words.

<<"What's a Iego? Good food? It like a monkey lizard? Ooooh, good food! Good eatings!">>


(OOC: Gorg- Pumba. [member="Zandra Fenni"]- Simba. @Thryykar - Kovu. [member="Seras Goto"]- Scar. [member="Rayl Wilded"]- Mufasa. @Daichi- Zazu. [member="Tobias Ross"]- Timon. )

 

[Darth Ferus]

(I'm more of this guy, trust me)

"It's a planet." Daichi spoke again, looking to [member="Gorg"] with a frown. This one may actually get on his nerves, always searching for food. But he'll have his uses, especially if a rancor comes around. The thought put a smile on the humans face before he looked away, to the rest of the bar.

"When do we leave?"

 

[Gorg]

Gorg frowned at the Rafiki-esque human before him, and snorted. He had no idea what a planet was. Was it those great big furry things that Bob the Hutt used to have in herds? They made good burgers. He hoped they were those. But, he stayed quiet, watching the varoius people as he waited to hear when it was time for lunch.


(OOC: Rafiki is my favorite character, always thought he was a bit like Yoda Think about it- they were both important in organizations which were destroyed by someone evil, both went in to self exile when said organization was destroyed, both discoevered and trained the one that defeated the evil person who destroyed the faction, both are wise and slightly insane. Both carry sticks. XD @Daichi)

 

[Doctor Azure]

Thryk had no words for @Gorg. He just glared at him. If the pig tried to eat him again, he would be bacon before he could draw the axe.

He got up. "That sounds like a holocron, or at the very least a datacron. What are you getting us into, Fenni?"

 

[Gavin XIII]

Grissa's eyes switched between the people at the table. And the Gamorrean. She wondered which one was going to be the first to do something really insane, like shoot one of the other crew members.

After a few tense seconds, she laid back a bit in the seat, but still had her knife within reach of the tip of her middle finger, in the sheath at the base of her collar.

"Do we need to steal a ship or two, or did you have something else in mind?"

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

"Calm yer furry head, Thryk," she laughed holding up a hand, "It's easy. We just stroll in and take it. The hard part is finding it. That's where the date chip comes in. So long as we got this map, the holocron's as good as ours. And as for after... I got a buyer in mind."

She leaned forward, resting her face against her palm.

"Mr. Ross said he got a ship for us," she replied, answering Grissa's question, "An' if not, then we could resort to that, aye."

[member="Seras Goto"] / [member="Rayl Wilded"] / [member="Tobias Ross"] / [member="Gorg"] / [member="Grissa"] / [member="Thryykarr"]

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Zandra Fenni"] [member="Grissa"] [member="Thryykarr"] [member="Gorg"] [member="Daichi"] [member="Seras Goto"] [member="Tobias Ross"]

"So... Just what kind of ship are we talking about here. Some freighter that's got some pop guns or a real military grade ship? Either way this is gona be a big step down for me to what I'm used to. No doubts". He knew this little enterprise was nothing to bold. Far from him commanding dozens of pirates and more so grander the Black Fleets. No crushing whole worlds under his boot with Star destroyers. Not while he was playing Pirate anyways. "But". Rayl cut in to save himself from being the good vibes slayer. "I'm lookin' for a charming little life as a pirate for a while".

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra felt her left eye twitch. She... was really not liking the way her 'first mate' talked. Such a buzz kill. She was going to have to get him hammered sometime to see if he was at least bearable that way.

"You don' gatta be here if ya don' like the ship, ya know? Ask mr. Ross about it. Besides. I can always just make ol' Gorg here my first mate instead."

 

[Gorg]

Gorg snorted happily at Zandra, and bared his wide tusked mouth in a smile.

<<"Gorg great first mate! The first mate ever! Gorg will firstmate better then anyone! .. What's a first mate?">>

The Gammorean frowned, and glanced around the various people at the table.

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

"Well then you'd be tossing overboard the man who's more experience as a pirate than all you combined. Cause I can tell that none of you have much, if at all. I've been a pirate since I was fifteen. And near for that many years; I was the leader of the old Kariko Pirate Gang out of Kira. This marks my thirty first year as one. I'm very good at what I do lass; Captain. And I've exploits far exceeding my role as one". Rayl slid down his seat to the edge, and with a hand on the table hauled himself up. He took a second with his back turned away to ask a question. "Leme ask you something quick Zandra. Have you any idea what those exploits were"?

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra's eyes narrowed. Who did this guy think he was? Someone important, but here in the underworld of Coruscant, nobody cared. And Zandra was no exception.

"Oooo. We got ourselves a big shot, eh, mates?"

She laughed and shook her head.
"Not a clue."

And I don't care.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Daichi slipped his hands behind his head, frowning deep. He rested his chin on the table as he listened. So many people vying to be.. The best? At what? Pirating? It's pirating, it's truly not as hard as you'd think. At least, not at first. Sure, it'll get harder, but how else is [member="Zandra Fenni"] going to become Pirate Queen? He lifted his head slowly, frowning.

"I'll be first mate. So no more issues. Yeah?"

 

[Doctor Azure]

Thryk looked at [member="Zandra Fenni"], then looked at [member="Rayl Wilded"]..... He passed Rayl a piece of chocolate

"Rayl, eat a Sn'k'rs"

 

[Gavin XIII]

Grissa watched as the Wookiee passed a piece of chocolate across the table to [member="Rayl Wilded"]. She didn't get it. Was he setting Wilded up for some joke, or what?

She was also feeling a little hungry, so she decided she would go over to the bar in a couple minutes. If they didn't have food, she'd drink her meal.... Not like she could even get intoxicated.

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Zandra Fenni"] [member="Daichi"] [member="Daichi"] [member="Thryykarr"] [member="Grissa"]

"No time for snacks Wookie. We got company". Rayl threw back his coat, reaching in to draw out two pistols. He had them up at eye level when the first flash bang grenade was whipped in through Gorg's broken door. It blinded most of the patrons, anyone without protection or those looking away didn't have that issue though. That weapon was just the prelude though to the main course, Sith Security Forces. They pushed in and held no mercy in their minds, immediately opening fire on anyone they saw. Rayl opened fire as they were at the choke point the door made. Cutting one guy down with a bolt through the neck. "Fight or flight pirates"!

 

[Darth Ferus]

Daichi kept his chin on the table, even as blaster fire would shoot overhead. He for some reason wasn't bothered, but he had s rather interesting past with Sith, so perhaps getting shot at wasn't something new. He got up then though, blaster fire seeming to avoid him. In truth, he was just deflecting the shots with a barrier of the Force.
He reached forward, grasping the wall behind them before ripping it down. The wall would crumble as the Master made a new escape route. But the broken pieces still had a use. Flinging them behind him he clogged the doorway the Sith troopers were using, though that wouldn't last.

But, even as he did so a bolt slammed into his arm, burning across it. Daichi grit his teeth, holding the wound. ".. Yes, can we go now?"

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Company. The word made the Enchani instantly kick her chair out from under her and hold it up for protection. She knew how these things worked. Shoot first, ask questions later. They were in the underworld, for Sith sake! With her free hand, she reached over to pull the one who she figured to be the most vulnerable, tthe cook, Gorg, down below the table.

"Down!"

Nameless patrons did the same, taking cover behind the bar, tables, walls, and several made their way to the exit.
They all knew the drill

Zandra's whipped her blaster off her leg holster. Her hands were steady, deadly. She always preferred close quarters combat, something where she could use her fists and her speed, but she was deadly with a blaster too. Besides, there was no way she could fight fists with blaster's aimed at the ready like that.

The first shot she fired was aimed at the first guy that her first mate mowed down. She would have grumbled about him stealing her kill, it not for the fact that it immediately knocked the second one down behind him.

"Move! Back door! We head for the factory district!"

Like hell she was going to stand her wasting all her blaster bolts! Especually when the rest of the cantina was already whipping out blasters left and right.

Seras Goto / Rayl Wilded / Tobias Ross / Gorg / Grissa / Thryykarr

 

[Seras Goto]

Seras had been quiet until the fighting started, her body reacting and she moved. Her hand coming up to grab a man before she pulled him into a shield. Mechanical ticking from her mask as she heard the order to retreat and gave a nod, throwing him forward as she moved. "Very well." Her hand grabbing a bottle and cracking it while she threw in into a throat. "Should have brought my pack." Her mistake would be costly only because slicing and dicing would be better. She looked to [member="Zandra Fenni"] and moved to follow her captain.