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For a Fistful of Credits

One would not believe that Coruscant, and the famed Galactic City, were under rule by the Sith by judging how life carried on in the underbelly of it. Miles above, the city and planet had been ravaged with war, pockets of radiation infesting some areas making it nearly impossible to survive. Other sections were dominated by sithspawn and hssiss, handing out death to any who dared to brave those sections. But no matter how the situation appeared on the surface, life below continued. However, life was not perfect. Swoop bike gangs, thugs, mercs and several crime organizations, some small and barely noticeable and others larger than life, set the rules and enforced them. The "citizens" of the underbelly knew their place, knew how to survive, and above all; knew how to make a profit. Legally and illegally. The Sith military rarely ventured below and for good reason. They were hated, despised, and if they strayed far from one another on patrol; disappeared. But that was the military. To a Sith like Xhexania, it was like engaging in a training session. And here she was again, testing her mettle against theirs.


The unstable Sith moved through the streets with no apparent destination in mind. She was here for one reason only, to hunt. She had heard reports that two Sith military personal had been killed, their bodies set on display, by the Harvesters swoop bike gang, and the military were not planning any response to it, either with force or by proclamation. So where they failed to act, she would make an example of them, killing the gang members to demonstrate the pointe that unlike the military, the One Sith Order would not turn a blind eye to these atrocities. The "citizens" of the underbelly needed to be reminded who their masters were.

It did not take long for her to discover her first prey of the day. Two male Rodians wearing the colours of the swoop bike gang Harvesters leaned up against a building that appeared to be some sort of gambling den. When they saw her, they began to toss derogatory remarks toward her, which only made her smile. She stopped a few feet from them then tossed the folds of her cloak around her left and right hips, revealing not only her lightsaber but gesturing that she meant to deal with them. The Rodian on the left made a move for the blaster on his left hip. In blinding speed, Xhexania unclipped her weapon, activated it, and slashed the crimson blade in a downward motion severing his arm at the elbow then twirled the blade back and drove it into his chest. Her eyes turned to the dead thugs partner who stood there in shock. His shock quickly spawned into fear as he felt his windpipe begin to collapse until he joined his comrade's body on the ground.

The lightsaber powered down and returned to her hip, she turned to face the onlookers and said, "I do not believe in the concept of eye for an eye. I believe in guilty by association. Run...find their brothers...and tell them Xhexania has come to eradicate them all."

[member="Alberis Nark"]​
 
Alberis walked with a hop in his step as he made his way back to the gambling hut. He had met these two Rodian brothers in matching colors, and they had quite a bit of fun drinking and gambling last night. Al had a lot more pocket change now from helping the Rodians clean out a few Anx diplomats. He also had a light headache from the drink they shared. He made plans to meet up with Rodians again and to spend another day of gambling and drinking the night away or altleast he thought they would. Al watched surprised as people ran past him. Odd. He turned the He walked up to a scene at the gambling hut. His eyes grew wide as he joined everyone in staring at the strange lady.

He walked up just as she, murdered the first of his new Rodian friends and began to crush the windpipe of the other. He was frozen in fear. Probably a good thing considering he occasionally had his bouts of bravery where he would play hero. His mind went back to the night before and what fun they had had. How he had no idea it would be the last night for the Rodians.

After she finished her slaughter, he watched as she turned to face the onlookers and said, "I do not believe in the concept of eye for an eye. I believe in guilty by association. Run...find their brothers...and tell them Xhexania has come to eradicate them all."

"Here is one!" A nautolan woman points to Alberis. His eyes buldge even wider. "Oh Feth," he swore under his breath.
 
The young female Sith slowly turned her cold gaze in the direction of the man that had been singled out. Upon close inspection, he didn't wear the garb of the swoop bike gang but that didn't mean he was not one of them. He could be a new recruit and yet had not earned the right to sport their colours. Though she had never been opposed to senseless slaughter, her anger and hatred were directed at the gang and if this man was not one of them, then she would have wasted precious time killing him. Her right index finger pointing at the man with an accusing gesture as she said to the Nautolan,"Do not accuse him based on past grudges!" Then she swung her focus over to the man, "And what do you say to that alien's accusations? Speak up!" But before the man could reply, the doors busted open and three members of the two dead Rodian's gang emerged, brandishing their blaster pistols.

Moving quickly, she drove the sharp pointe of her right elbow into the throat of the nearest member then grabbed his body, using it as a shield as the other two rifled off a round of shots. The dead Rodain slumped in her arms and she shoved it at the other two and retrieved her weapon with her left hand, thumbing the activation stud. The crimson blade sizzled into existence and she was able to deflect into the ground another round of shots. People began to scream and run around, some moving between the two thugs and Xhexania. The thugs halted their attack but she did not. Slipping into her lightsaber form, Ataru, she lept over the people, landing behind the two thugs; driving her blade clean through the one on her right and using the Force to aid her, shoved the other one with such force into the building's wall that it cracked his skull.

Looking over her shoulder at the man, a haunting smile invaded her Dark Side corrupted face. "You still haven't answered my question, Zeltron."



[member="Alberis Nark"]​
 
He stood in horror as the creature appearing as a woman spoke directly to him. He didn't have a reply. In his mind if he answered wrong he would either be killing her or worse killing him. Her attention is pulled from him by more thugs coming forward and attacking her. He stands in awe and disgust as she quickly dispatches them and brings herself back to Alberis. What does he thank of the woman? Part of him hates her but she was just trying to save her own skin.

"I'm just a drifter," He answers. Then he starts to feel like laughing. He must be feeling it from her.

[member="Xhexania"]
 
"A drifter," the Sith says debating whether or not if he is speaking the truth. She could sense no deception from him but he was reeking of fear. Which now saved his life. Had he been associated with those thugs then he would have attacked her, instead he stood before his weapon holstered. A thought entered her mind and she smiled at him.

"You will be my guide down here, drifter. That is not up for debate," Xhexania said powering down her weapon and returning it to her belt on the right side hip. The young Sith moved toward the male Zeltron and placed her right hand on his left shoulder. "Do not fear, drifter. If your words were spoken with truth then you will live and die another day. However, I find you are lying to me....well....don't let me find out." Moving her hand from his shoulder she took a step back and added, "You are to worked up to guide me in that condition. Perhaps you need a drink or two to relax."

[member="Alberis Nark"]
 
What did Alberis get himself into? He should have ran screaming while he had the chance, but now he happens to be her personal chauffer. As she spoke and put her hand on his shoulder, he resisted the urge to gag. Her teeth freaked him out. His biggest fear was that she would try to bite him and bite a chunk out of him or worse she tries to kiss Alberis and bites his tounge out. He mentally shudders as he only half listens to her. He watches as she steps back and moves her hand off him.

"You are to worked up to guide me in that condition. Perhaps you need a drink or two to relax."

He pauses for a second then nods quickly. He needed more than one or two drinks if he's going to survive this psychopath, "After you, Ma'dam?" He nearly threw up in his mouth as he gave a light bow and motioned to the gambling hut.

[member="Darth Venefica"]
 
Stealing one last glance at the dead thugs then to the dispersing crowd, she entered the gambling den that doubled as a cantina. The smoke infested establishment wrecked havoc on her eyes and her nose was offended by the several unwashed bodies partaking in various activities, most of them illegal. But crime went unchecked here, mostly. The crime organizations usually turned a blind eye to what was going on and only got involved with their brand of law enforcing if their profits were threatened. Several dancing girls were either in cages or on the stage shaking their bodies to the rhythm of the music, while the musicians strummed out the melody.

Ignoring the glances from the patrons, Darth Venefica led the Zeltron to the bar and ordered herself a drink, non-alcoholic, and instructed the bartender, a small portly human male, that she was covering the expenses for the male Zeltron. When the bartender moved to whip up their drinks, the Sith Knight turned toward the Zeltron and said, "What is your name...or should I refer to you as drifter until our business is concluded?" The bartender returned with their drinks and stated the price. Darth Venefica smiled, entered his mind via the Force and instructed him that she did not need to pay the bill. With a slight nod, the bartender moved to serve his other customers.


[member="Alberis Nark"]​
 

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