Home On Naboo (Open)

[Gatz Duolingo]

Theed, Naboo​

Gatz Duolingo tended to avoid working within The Galactic Alliance's borders at all costs. For the most part, the Alliance didn't seem to care for his more shady business practices, and the last thing Gatz needed was a Jedi Knight knocking on his door. Those kinds of situations usually ended cuffs being slapped around someone's wrists, and their ship being confiscated. A situation like that would be a poor end for a smuggler of his caliber.

Though, Gatz had an even more important reason for avoiding Alliance space. Once upon a time, Gatz had been a Jedi youngling, and therefore was Force Sensitive. The last thing Gatz wanted, was some Jedi insisting that he could make a better living by undergoing proper training. Gatz had had similar conversations on a few different occasions, and they only seemed to get more irritating as time went on. And with the New Jedi Order being allied with the Alliance, there were Jedi crawling all over friendly systems like Naboo.

Perhaps it was a stupid reason to avoid his home system, but Gatz had no love for Jedi or any of their various orders.

Which was why he was inconspicuously tucked in the booth of one of Theed's various cantinas, with a drink in his hand, and R4-A1 at his side. With another delivery having been unloaded from his freighter, Gatz had taken it upon himself to celebrate with a few drinks, before hitting the hyperspace lanes once more. It wasn't often that he got to come home to Theed, and it was even less often that he wasn't hounded by customs agents at the starport. Gatz intended to make the most of it.

Come nightfall, he would set out for Nar Shaddaa once more, but for now, he was content with enjoying himself and his booze.

 

[Ay Ge]

Ay kept silent and emotionless as she aimlessly followed [member="Gatz Duolingo"] around during his time in the bustling city of Theed, its lush green and colourful sighs being a stark contrast to her old holding cell and the dingy space station and ports she had been residing in for the last month or so. Was it better, from a feeling perspective, not really, though from a logical point of view it meant less change of being robbed or catching some sort of illness from some random person. Besides her more casual dress outfit seemed to fit a bit better in this location then a cantina.

Though in hind’s sight staying in one of the major city on a Galactic Alliance world did seem a little like, 'hey over here strange people' and she had a slight feeling her new... owner? guess she would go with that, did not have the smoothest past either. Maybe it was just his smuggler like employment, or maybe the reason where ever they stopped the two would head to the cantina and hide in one of the back booths, away from prying eyes. It was the tell tail sigh of someone who did not want to be seen, she knew well, quite a few of her targets had tried the same, and failed.

Ay kept her blank and straight face as [member="Gatz Duolingo"] went about his drink, the young girl sitting up straight hands neatly place on her lap, but eyes constantly shifting from person to person in the establishment, ready at a moment’s notice to attack or defend her new master.

 

[Gatz Duolingo]

If he were being entirely honest, Gatz still didn't know how or why he ended up with an emotionless assassin at his heel. He'd met the girl over a game of dice, and a few minutes later, he had a new and loyal crew member. It was weird, and it seemed a little shady to him, but Gatz slept better knowing that there was a swordswoman in the room over. On top of her skills with a blade, Ay had a keen eye for even the most minute of details. If there was trouble afoot, the smuggler knew she would catch it long before he could sense it- and he was Force Sensitive.

All that being said, the woman definitely needed to take things lighter.

"Ay, we're in the middle of Theed. You can relax; no one's gonna attack us here."

Gatz tried to reassure his... (Partner? Employee? Bodyguard?) new shipmate. Despite his tone, one he forced to sound light and jovial, he was sure Ay picked up on his unease. After all, if Gatz himself could "relax," he wouldn't be hiding in the back of the cantina. Though, if Ay knew why he was so adamant on not being seen, he thought, she might let herself be at ease.

As if to annoy him, and ensure that Ay would remain rigid, R4 chimed in to remind him of that one time a bounty hunter ambushed him in broad daylight on Coruscant.

"That Trandoshan was drunk, four. Totally doesn't count."

[member="Ay Ge"]​

 

[Ay Ge]

The young hand crafted assassin had really only become part of Gatz crew as she did not trust a certain man who wanted them to owe a favor to them if he help the crew Ay was looking to join. Coupled that with losing at a game of dice and betting herself to try and make up, as well as promising no violent action and one could see how she ended up like this, but in all fairness it was not as bad as it could have been, statically speaking.

Ay turned her attention back to her employer as he spoke up, momentarily dropping focus on those in the bar, "Apology, I am not used to relaxing, or as I have heard others say... chill out, but I can attempt to relax my senses and ease my mental burden if you so wish". Ay breathed out slight she stopped focusing on those around her but the man sitting directly in front, relaxing her eyes slightly, and taking a more comfortable position in the booths seat, compared to the rigid back straight pose she had.

"Question, though you have asked me to relax, I still feel obliged to keep an eye out, your recent behaviour a led me to conclude that you wish to avoid contact with an individual or group", she slightly turned her head to the astromech that belong to Gatz as it chimed away, one of the many different manners of speak she had learned to understand, her body working on instinct going back on alert, tough her left arm keeping hold of her swords scabbard. "Statement, I was not informed that you might have a bounty on you head, as such I believe that it would be un wise for me to relax now unless I am certain no one in the vicinity is a threat to you".

[member="Gatz Duolingo"]

 

[Gatz Duolingo]

Gatz had to hold in a sigh of relief, when he saw Ay finally "chill out." Of course, that relief vanished like a leaf in the wind, once R4's voice modulator ruined everything. Damn droid did that a lot, and if it wasn't for the hyper-tense assassin in front of him, Gatz might have erased the stupid thing's memory right there and then. At least that would have gotten rid of its annoyingly quirky personality. For now though, a rough slap to the astromech's coned dome would need to suffice.

"'Had!' I had a bounty on my head! I took care of that a while ago, and despite my tendency to piss people off, I haven't heard about another bounty on my head."

It wasn't exactly the most reassuring thing to say, as the way he said it implied that he hadn't thoroughly checked the HoloNet for any bounties on his own person. Still, Gatz hoped it would calm Ay down. Girl needed to take a chill pill, about twenty times a day. How she managed to look so aloof, while remaining so tense was a mystery to him.

"Anyways, you noticed my tendency to avoid being in sight, huh?"

Gatz sighed. He knew it would come up eventually, but he'd hoped to avoid the subject for as long as he could. And though he could easily lie, and deflect the question, doing so to this woman who was (for whatever reason) wholesomely dedicated to preserving his life felt wrong.

"Alright," Gatz shifted his position, so that he could lean across the table, "look, short story is that I'm Force Sensitive. Once upon a time, I was a Jedi Youngling, and most adequately trained Force users can sniff out guys like me with little problem. That's what I'm trying to avoid."

Gatz slipped back into his prior sitting position, trying his best to look as relaxed as possible, in case there were any watchful eyes around them.

[member="Ay Ge"]​

 

[Ay Ge]

Ay kept a close eye Gatz during, even if he 'had' a bounty she knew that some might try to claim it anyways, even if there was no public bounty on the man there would be those that might still reward an individual for taking care of said man head, or finger, whatever people used to identify bodies. Either way a back-ground check and a scan on the holo net would be needed before Ay could let her guard down again, though it did lessen the severity of the situation the two where in... for now anyways.

"I will need to perform an investigation before coming to a collusion on this matter, in the mean time I will resume my normal routine".

Ay let go of her sword, returning her hands to her lap and sitting up straight once again, like how she was sitting before the conversation, in a sense back to square on, both figuratively and mentally. Did it annoy her, no, nothing really did, if it did not pose a physical barrier in anyway or set back their goals it was fine by her, all meant was a little extra reading time once back on the ship, something she was rather good at.

"Confirmation, yes I have, please explain".

If she knew his reasons for hiding, and maybe those that might be after him, it would narrow down the individuals she would need to keep an eye one, making her job easier and more efficient. As Ay had wanted, Gatz realized his Jedi origins and reason for keeping it low, just a wandering sole looking out for himself, not wanting to get caught up in this galaxy roller-coaster of troubles, not to dissimilar to her own predicament, even if much more violent.

"Noted, coordinating search down to potential forces users, that information was useful... statement, it seems we have more in-common then initially believed".

[member="Gatz Duolingo"]

 

[Gatz Duolingo]

It was like ringing in his ears, loud and clear. One minute everything was fine and dandy, and Gatz was safe in the back booth. And then the next minute, every fiber of his being was telling him to skedaddle. To get as far away as he could from the little cantina. Damn the Force. If it wasn't for his connection to it, his life would be so much easier.

Gatz scanned the cantina, looking for whatever or whoever the Force was warning him it. His eyes had just scanned past the door, when he caught one of the newcomers looking in his direction. Karabast.

"Ay. We're leaving," Gatz's tone was low and alarming, leaving no room for discussion. He was sure she would catch on.

He stood from his spot, and motioned for R4 to roll along on the right side of him. That would at least put a barrier between him and whoever this new guy was. His right hand patted down his thigh, where Gatz kept his Z-10 strapped. Gatz may not have been a Jedi, but even without a laser sword, he was far from helpless.

As he briskly walked past the man, Gatz took a stupid chance and spoke, "you can follow us outside if you'd like, but only a fool would draw their weapon in the middle of Theed."

And then Gatz made his way for the door, intending to get out into the crowded streets of Naboo's most prominent city. He was sure the man wasn't stupid enough to follow; Theed was the epitome of a lawful city. Pulling a weapon and blasting some jerk might pass on Nar Shaddaa, but on a Galactic Alliance world? No way. The city would be on lock down in minutes.

Gatz would know, after all, he had been born here.

He shook his head, and muttered to [member="Ay Ge"], "two-bit bounty hunter is trying to chase down a mark in one of the most civilized places in the galaxy. Who does that?"

It would be very funny, Gatz thought, if it turned out that he had completely misjudged the man and the situation, and it turned out that nothing was wrong.

[member="The Legend"]​

 

[Ay Ge]

Ay too noted the man enter the bar, and although everyone had the right to hold weapons in this time and era you did not tend to see someone that armed/armoured on a planet like Theed, unless they had a job to do, and not one to be a chance taker was more than ready to leave the establishment on Gatz word.

"(Understood)"

A small whisper of confirmation at the two stood up and walked out, her hand grasping hold of her vibrio O-katana finger on its trigger, ready to be used in an instant if necessary. Her crimson eye keeping close watch on the man as Gaza made his comment, not really recommended in her mind, but at least it would confirm he was a threat, which meant if they came across one another on a more lawless world, Ay would be able to go full assassin mode.

She was tempted to make a threat to the man, though more than willing to end his life, would only do such if Gatz ordered in, and since he wanted to leave without bloodshed, so would she, unless things became life threatening, in which case lethal force or other tactics would be used to pry the bounty hunter off their tail. As they continued down the street Ay kept a look out on the bars entrance before turning back around once they had left its view, listening to Gatz's rant.

"Answers, though I believe your question was rhetorical I myself have conducted mission in similar environments, though myself and said bounty hunter’s positions are different as he has gone about this by choice".

For now, things seemed to be going all right, until Ay felt a watchful presence, though her force sensitivity was artificial and lacking the potential of natural force users she had honed what little she could use into sensing and determining peoples motive. Ays hand moved to Gatz shoulder, the young, but strong woman dragging him into an ally way and off the main streets, though ignoring the droid, for all she cared the thing could take care of itself.

"Were being watch, I suggest an alternate route from here on out... unless you would like me to 'take care of it''.

[member="The Legend"] l [member="Gatz Duolingo"]

 

[Gatz Duolingo]

OOC: It's very clear to me that you haven't read the rules fully, and I won't take part in RP with someone who can't do that much.

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