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Don't Choke On Your Deals.

[SIZE=11pt]The Underworld of Virgilia, despite it all looking like it was just a set of peaceful villages and towns that are of primitiveness on the planet, was quite a shady place to be, yet... lacking. This town in particular had a shady feel, especially being home to allot of poor people. However, if you know what you were doing, then it was not that bad. Even though that the poor lived within this area of this planet, they still lived their lives and moved on with their day. One person, Charlotte Miraak grew up in the village, therefore, she knew what she was doing. Though, she felt that if she was going to expand her trading company, she might as well recruit new members… maybe get someone to help her stay on the right side of the law, and not get arrested. Charlotte was looking for able men, and she knew just where to find them.[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=11pt]Charlotte had sent an invitation directly towards a few people that happened to so be on her list, namely from looking at some deepholo website that was only accessible[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] through invite to the site only... Luckily, Charlotte had access to many of them, some being rather... disturbing. But this one was namely for people whom are dealers and such. [/SIZE]​
[SIZE=11pt]The first of which was a Spice King by the name of Cadan Tazi, a Duros male that had made a name for himself out in Hutt Space, namely on Sempra. The second was a rather strange one… his name was John Doe, and had a strange looking face. However, she’d assume it was a way to mask his identity to not have the authorities seek out his real face. Clever, but primitive compared to what she does. Either or, probably a good man as well.[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=11pt]But she still lacked something.. A person who can help keep her guise that she was still playing Good Samaritan… Maybe, just maybe, an agent of the First Order can help keep her record clean, and advocate for her not to be turned in by authorities. Knowing how strict the First Order was on drugs, Charlotte didn’t wanted to loose any form of respect that she might of gained. Placing down her cane, she begun to scour around for this agent while awaiting these replies that she had sent towards these people that was through holomail. [/SIZE]​
[SIZE=11pt]However, the only issue is the actual headquarters. Since the attack by the Ssi Ruuk, her headquarters was completely damaged, if not, mostly destroyed. Only the Virgilian Paprika survived... somewhat, most of it is destroyed, but allot of her regular produce was okay. Hmn. Ironic. This expansion was crucial[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt], since most, if not almost all of her men were killed by this. Now, she had a reason to restart this company, this time, to do it right. [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]After all... this was a very very risky area to do it at all. Considering the fact it was home to the Ren, and such, it was probably not super safe to conduct the activity onplanet. Rather... it would be conducted elsewhere, namely Bavva... yes... Bavva would do.[/SIZE]​
[member="John Doe"] | [member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Val Kordova"]​
 
"Ooh, a holomail! Is it my shipment of monkey-lizards? No? Hmmm. Interesting."

"What is it, boss," Kirk, one of the clown's top goons, asked.

"It seems we're being invited to Virgilia. Somebody wants to see us. Interesting. Well, what the heck. We're in this sector of space already. Let's go lighten up the mood! Bahahaha!"

The crime lord put down his knife, covered in blood, and gave the gagged victim in his ship's 'play room' a hearty smile.

"I suppose we'll have to continue our game later! Ta-ta, my dear!"

Muffled screams echoed out in the makeshift torture chamber, originally an airlock, stopped by the filthy rag that was stuffed in her mouth.

"So plot a course for Virgilia?"

"Yup!"

"....boss, I'm not one to be the negative guy here, but-"

"If it's a trap, we do what we always do: blow everything up! Bahahaha!"

"....you got it, sir. I'll tell the pilot."

[member="Charlotte Miraak"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Val Kordova"]
 
A small section of space heaved and retched as it began to distort, pull a Kossak Class Destroyer from hyperspace. The vessel stood motionless in the black void of space in the Virgillia system. The paint was chipped in places, although a clear insignia could be seen on the hull of the ship, it was none other than the Hutt symbol from when they were rulers. Along the side of the hull "Sempra's Damnation" was inscribed in large block letters.

At the bridge of the vessel, Cadan stood with his robotic arm tapping against the arm of his rugged chair. "This bloody be worth comin' all this way for." Cadan launched to his feet and began to pace around the bridge. "I 'ad meself two karkin' tail'ead's back there, an' they was dirt cheap!" The Duros threw a cup containing the last of his drink at the main viewing window before proceeding down to his shuttle.

The Spice Lord was already in full combat gear, consisting of his Raven Gauss Rifile, a CZ Wrist-Mounted Flame Projecter on his left forearm, and a MM9 Rocket System was built into his robotic right arm. He his body was cover by Shot Caller Armour. Cadan boarded his shuttle and travelled down to the planet. "Bloody dirt cheap they was." He muttered to himself.

[member="John Doe"] [member="Charlotte Miraak"] [member="Val Kordova"]
 
"Whaddaya mean the meeting's been moved?"

"Um, it's been moved, boss. To Bavva."

"Bavva? I don't even know where that's at! This had better be worth it, Kirky, or I'll leave you out to dry!"

John Doe's ship made a sudden turn, instead plotting a course for Bavva. Once they landed, the crime lord, his right-hand man, and a squad of goons would go to the meeting place, bringing two small black containers with them.

[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Charlotte Miraak"] [member="Val Kordova"]
 
A message beeped through Cadan's com link. "Ah boss, the meetings in a different sector." The voice trailed off, leaving a small crackle of static over the com.

"The kark do ya mean?" Cadan shouted back through the link before closing the channel. "Turn the shuttle around, we gotta 'ead back!." At his command the shuttle began its journey back to Sempra Damnation. Where Cadan began to storm back up to the bridge.

"An' just where is this meetin' meant to be takin' place hey?" The angry Duros shout as he passed through the doors to the bridge.

"The Anoat sector, a planet called Bavva." A small bird looking, creature, replied the same man who message Cadan.

"Ain't ever 'eard of it, but take us there." The whole cycle started again and eventually, Cadan was on his way down, in his shuttle, with a selection of his spice and a hand full of guards.

[member="John Doe"] [member="Charlotte Miraak"]
 

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