Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Human Cargo

D'vok turned to Quinn, using the force to free her from the cell. He pressed a small button, and The Prometheus' Bounty came out of hyperspace.
"Get to my ship and run. I have it programmed to a safehouse. If I survive, which, let's be honest, is probably not happening, I'll meet you there."
D'vok turned to Solo.
"You want to shoot me? Go right a-kriffing-head. I just need my friends to get out. Here. My arm is of no use to me. Cut that off if it's blood you're after. You see, I... Have a death wish. Honestly, After what I've been through, I don't give two karks about your 'Bad bounty hunter crew who's going to mess me up.' Let my friends go, and you have me."
 
His intercom buzzed, "I'm at the door to the Hanger what's the situation and Is hanger still sucking stuff out." Solo answered, "We've got a thief trying to steal my cargo, the hanger is safe." Solo looked back up at D'vok and watched him open the cell for the girl, but she was still chained at the ankles and wrists. "You've got a hole in your logic, mate," Solo said, pressing the blasters against him, harder, "There's no way she's getting off this ship without my permission, not alive. And if you really don't need that arm..." Solo said, looking to Willow and nodding. She swung the lightsaber, attempting to cut off D'vroks right arm at the shoulder. "Then I'll take it," he finished, he turned his back to him and strode towards Quinn, as she lay fallen from her leg injury. Solo attempts to slam a boot down on her back, he turns the blasters on D'vok, set to stun, he fires.

[member="Cryil Lynn"] - [member="Quinncolson"] - @D'vok Windroamer
 
"We've got a thief trying to steal my cargo, the hanger is safe"
Thief? Well that was quite a big bang for a simile thief. He swung his Lance into Position. He closed his eye mentally preparing himself for combat. Hitting door Activation he walked into the hanger Sniper up and ready.
The Hanger was empty except for the figures standing around Quinn's Cell. Running Closer he saw Willow Bringing down her Lightsaber on D'voks Arm. Instantly dropping to one knee He aimed at D'vok's Leg. If D'vok Somehow dodged he would Fire. The Laser beam would melt through any armor in it path.
Why was D'vok here? He must know that it was Suicide Quinn was lost he should have surrenderd
[member="Julian Solo"] @D'vok Windroamer [member="Quinncolson"]
 
D'vok flinched at losing his arm, and rolled out of the way of the stun blasts. He fired a shot a Solo, before seeing Cyril in the corner of his eye.
"I can't belive I trusted him."
D'vok turned to Willow, attepting to slam the butt of his pistol at her head.
 
The blaster shots burrowed themselves into Solo's armor and scorched the metal, but the Bounty Hunter was otherwise unharmed. Blaster resistant. D'vok turned and tried to butt Willow over the head, and the HRD took the direct hit, but was completely unfazed by the attack. A plate came off her scalp and revealed the wires underneath the synthetic flesh. With D'vok so close, she swung the lightsaber again, attempting to cleave his blaster in half.

If anything, Solo was impressed by the mans ability to having dodged the shot. They had been mightily close when he fired. No matter, D'vok did not dodge it so much as he predicted it. Dodging shots was impossible, predicting a shot and moving out of the way before it was fired was not. "Willow, keep them company," Solo ordered, attempting to slam his boot down on Quinn's broken leg.

He holstered his guns and moved for the corridor Cryil was in. As he entered the blast door came down. The hanger was sealed. He brought his intercom close to his helmet and began to bark into it, "Yee, the Sith refuse payment for the Bounty. Warm up the hyperdrives and make an immediate jump for Sriluur. I've slaves to sell to the Hutt Cartel." Solo turned to look at Cryil, "Your friend there really jumped the gun. He crashed his only exit off this ship, and I've sealed him in the hanger. He's going nowhere, and fast."

He twisted his wrist to reveal a datapad imprinted into the armor, he began to dial a series of keys. His hologram was being projected to someone on the other side. "Flannigan," he said, the words oozing out from his lips, "How much will the Cartel pay for a Jedi slave, and her armless friend?" He didn't know the individual personally, nor had he ever met him, but as a bounty hunter, he had contacts far and wide. It was easy to get into touch with the Cartel. Perhaps not with direct leadership, but certainly with their pawnlings.


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[member="Quinncolson"] - @D'vok Windroamer - [member="Cryil Lynn"] - [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
 
Cryil nodded, He had not fired his Rifle, D'vok had somehow managed to move out of his sights when he dodged the Lightsaber blaster combo. Even with Half his sight gone he was still the best marksman on this ship so it was rather unbelievable. "Did you mange to get his Lightsaber? If not then this won't hold for long" He hated that he was fighting a former ally but he had made a deal and he wouldn't go against it. Besides D'vok was going to end up getting Quinn killed . He moved the rifle back to its spot on its back.
[member="Julian Solo"] [member="Quinncolson"] @D'vok Windroamer
 
Quinn uses the jedi mind trick "Solo you will drop your weapons and let me out of these chains Cryil you will take your sights off of D'vok and get on your ship and go." She waited

@D'vok Windroamer [member="Cryil Lynn"] [member="Julian Solo"]
 
D'vok smiled.
"You got it honey."
D'vok hoisted the woman onto his shoulder, and called his ship. They would have to act fast. D'vok picked up and equipped his helmet. He reached deep into his pilot's jacket, before retriving a small breathing mask. He handed it to her, and instructed her to put it on.
 
"Did you mange to get his Lightsaber? If not then this won't hold for long," Cryil said. Solo ended the transmission to the Hutt Cartel. "We're going to the Outer Rim," Solo stated plainly. There was a sudden static explosion, Solo remarked, "Hear that? That was an EMP. Doesn't sound like they'll be getting through eitherway. Their lightsabers will be inoperable for a few hours." The intercoms throughout the ship buzzed, "Solo, hitting lightspeed now," there was a pause, the ship surged forward for a moment and Solo's stomach knotted. He felt sick. The voice came back, "And we're in hyperspace. I advise you check the stock I brought in, you might find a few surprises for your new friend in the hanger."

"Follow me," Solo said to Cryil as he broke into a jog for the nearest service corridor. The Bounty Hunter's stepped thundered down the grates underfoot. He twisted and turned through a maze of slim passages, bent underneath low-hanging air-ducts and dodged bulkheads. Steam spewed out from a pipe and blasted the two. "The engine room is below us," Solo explained the sudden and intense change of temperature. It was like walking through an oven.


As Solo came out into a large spacious room full of crates, he explained, "Storage is on the opposite side of the hanger we were on." He moved to the crates that had just been brought it and cracked it open. Inside was row atop row of grenades lined in wooden grips. Solo reached down and began to load his belt. "These are not for you," Solo said, "You still have to earn that trust. But you take these two in with me, we split the reward 50/50." He moved to another crate, already opened. He reached in and took out an A280 blaster rifle, he turned off the safety and set to fully-automatic. "Get what guns you need," he nodded to his sniper, "Unless that is all you need."

[member="Quinncolson"] - @D'vok Windroamer - [member="Cryil Lynn"]
 
"Unless that's all you need"
Guns Rows of Gun grenades and other weapons Lined the crates, "Nice..." He looked through the rows of weapons and Picked up a. A280 similar to the one Solo had grabbed. It was a classic blaster, but His Lance was Hard enough to carry around and carrying another large rife would slow him down to much. Setting down the A280 his hand moved to a DL-44 heavy Blaster Pistol. Picking it up he examined it "Another Classic" He aimed it around testing its balance "I'll take this one" He set it in his empty Holster "I suggest if there is a hanger shield that you activated to stop any escape that way, that would force their escape to the Other hanger or the escape pods."
[member="Julian Solo"] [member="Quinncolson"] @D'vok Windroamer
 

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