Hunting Ropos

[Mrrew]

SOUTH HOTH​

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Bobawwa, Frederic Juusk, and Gryyyk​

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Bobawwa stared out one of the viewports near the rampway of The Gnasp, watching as the endless snow fields of Hoth got closer as Frederic lowered the ship to land. They would have to kidnap more innocent creatures. Something called a Ropo, apperantly. The Wookiee frowned. How many more innocent creatures would they have to kidnap? He could hardly wait for the day where he'd be rid of Frederic. He'd be able to go back to Kashyyyk, if he wanted. Or go wherever. And he wouldn't have to hunt down creatures that never harmed anyone. The freighter touched down on the snow fields with a distinct shudder, and Bobawwa could hear the engines powering down.

Frederic had topped it all this time; he had told Bobawwa that he wasn't even helping in this hunt. 'Cold makes me cold' he said. So, he had to go out and do it himself. Who knew how long it would take. The Wookiee sighed, as the yelling voice of Juusk pulled him from his thoughts. "Hurry up and get going ya' stupid Wookiee! I don't have all day!"

 

[Mrrew]

Bobawwa growled slightly, but was interupted before he coudl respond to Frederic by a series of yappy barks at his feet. The wookiee looked down, to see the Tuk'ata he'd rescued on their last hunt running around his shins. Frederic had practicaly forbidden Bobawwa to bring the Tuk'ata puppy in the ship, but after an hour or so of arguing, he'd relented. So now Bobawwa had a companion. A tiny yappy one, but a companion nontheless. Bobawwa smiled, and leaned over, scratching the young TUk'ata on the head, before tsraightening up. The Wookiee spoke a word in Shiirywook, before heading towards the ramp which slowly began to lower. He went on unarmed, he didn't think he'd need any weapons in a world populated by Taun-tauns and Ropos. All he carried with him was a pack of supplies. From what he'd read on the creatures, it wouldn't be hard to capture as many as he needed. He wouldn't even need traps. So the WOookiee stepped out onto the snow fields, instantly met with a wave of artic wind. Hopefully, this wouldn't take long.

 

[HK-36]

Location: South Host
Enemy: Anyone wanting to hunt the cute, adorable, innocent Ropos without the snuggle permit (special hunting permit for Ropos) *cough* [member="Mrrew"] *cough*


The horde of Ropos moved together through the blizzard raging on in the Southern regions of Hoth, their fuzzy fur waving and raging on the whipping winds, their little feets pattering through the cover of snow.

On a nearby hill a group of cloaked beings watched the movements of the Ropos, most of them were wrapped in white cloaks and robes, all of them armored, only one stood out, a being in steel-grey Protectorate armor, a grey cloak fluttering off of his shoulders, he watched the movements as others, although he did not need a range-finder to keep track of the Ropos as some of the others did. For he was a droid.

In fact most of the beings in the group were droids, for they were the Ropo Guard, a garrison project HK proposed to Lord Protector Cater and has been working on for a while now.


"We thank you for the inspection, Baron Observer."
One of the Ropo Guards said, looking to HK, the droid returned the sentiment, glancing to him back,
"We hope you find everything satisfactory."

The droid nodded slightly, looking back to Ropo movements,
"Indeed I do, after all the previous attempts at capturing Ropos without permission of the Protectorate Government, I am glad we have finally got our shebs together and we keep proper watch over these lands."

Indeed Mrrew's hunters were in no way first to attempt stealing Ropos under HK the Ropo-Lover's watch, whether they were first to succeed we shall see.

"Sir?"
One of the droid-guards asked, HK turned to him,
"Yes, Guard Brother?"
"Do you not think this is all a bit too much just to keep watch over these beings?"

There was a pause as HK stared at him before he lifted his metal hand and delivered a backhand slap to the droid,

"Nothing is too much to protect the Ropos! And indeed all beings that inhabit this planet, they are protected species, under your watch, never forget that."

The droid guard rubbed his metal cheek, just nodding silently,


Before the awkwardness could continue they heard and saw engines of a ship lowering a bit off to the distance,
"Did we had any scheduled guests?"
The Baron asked the Ropo Guards, few of them shook their heads slightly,
"None at this time."
Somebody answered, HK just nodded slightly,

"Hail the ship and let us go have a look at them."

The Guards scurried to get to their snow-speeder bikes, before long they were heading towards the landing ship's direction and Mrrew's crew would receive a following transmission,

"Unidentified ship, you have landed without notifying the residing ranger garrison, provide identification and reason for your visit."


Just to clarify, the Ropo Guards were both a jab at CIS's Dread Guard as well as the mix of the Nightwatch of the Game of Throne, the name the project was given was Project Wall.

 

[Mrrew]

Bobawwa and Gryyyk were already on their way trudging through the snow fields before the transmission could go through. Well, Bobawwa was. Gryyyk had never even seen snow before, and was frankly terrified to step foot in it. So the wookiee- sticking out like a sore thumb against the white snow- carried the young Tuk'ata pup through teh snow fields, humming under his breath.

Meanwhile, Frederic Juusk, recieved the transmission. "The Rang-- What now?" Frederic frowned down at the speaker in the dashboard controls, where the voice had come from. Ranger Garrison? What the heck was that? Frowning, he responded to the transmission. "Who are you, and why the feth don't ya' mind your own buisness?" The Cyborg hunter replied, narrowing his eyes at the speaker. Neither hunter, nor the Beast Hunter's Guild, nor Mrrew himself knew that there was a group protecting the Ropos. If they did, they probably wouldn't have sent their most arrogant and rude hunter to capture them.

(Suddenly this thread went from a boring 'make ten posts and sell these things' to more entertaining then I could've hoped for... I'm going to have fun with this. XD [member="HK-36"] )

Edit: Oh and don't worry, Frederic is a rude motherfether to everyone.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Mrrew"]

"We are representatives of the Protectorate military, this planet is under Protectorate control, in case you have not had a look at the Galactic Map in the last decade. The species on this planet's surface, and the planet itself has been declared a National Park Planet and put under protection, our garrisons have been posted here to make sure this is enforced and poaching attempts stop, especially those targeting the famous Ropo population."

There was a pause in the transmission,

"I say 'attempts' because no group was successful at poaching Ropos without a permit under our watch. Your position and your vessel have been tracked, you have 10 seconds before our patrol ships arrive at your location to check your identification and permits. Comply."


Bobawwa and Gryyyk may notice something through the blizzard, a whirring or humming sound, and they would be able to notice that it's coming closer. It was the noise of engines, whether it was from the starfighters sent to investigate the intruders or from the snowspeeders the Ropo Guard patrol has mounted to meet with the Beast Hunters was unknown, at this time at least.

First advantage the Guards had was their white clothing, and identical camouflage to their mounts, it allowed them to blend in into the blizzard, while the Wookiee, as Mrrew's writer pointed out, stuck out like a sore thumb.

 

[Mrrew]

Frederic narrowed his eyes- or he would have, if he had eyes- at the comm device. "Poacher?! I'm not a fething poacher! And since when do you need a permit to--" Frederic abruptly stood, and flicked off the communications device. He wasn't exactly the smartest person in the world. But he was probably one of the most arrogant ones. He could have probably reasoned with the guards, could have probably arranged for a permit to be made, or arranged for the twenty live Ropos they needed. But that would be admitting that they were right, and that he was in the wrong. So instead of that, Frederic grabbed his very old, very rusty, blaster rifle, and started towards the rampway.

Meanwhile, Bobawwa stopped abruptly as he heard a whirring sound over the blizzard. What was it.... Gryyyk suddenly started growling lowly in Bobawwa's arms, as the sound began to get closer, and closer... Engines. Repulsorlift engines! It never occured to Bobawwa that they may not be friendly. Why wouldn't they? As far as he knew, he wasn't doing anything wrong. So the black-furred wookiee stopped suddenly, and waved in the general direction of the engines.

[member="HK-36"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Mrrew"]

"Do you realize what the punishment is? We tend to freeze the geni-"

The Guard on the other side was about to retort to Frederic when he turned off the communications at his end, by the time he would leave there would be about 5 more seconds before the starfighters would get to their ship's position, so you know, still some wiggle room.


As for Bobawwa and Gryyyk, their position was noticed by the incoming Guard patrol, at least he was waving, which was a better reaction than shooting in their direction.

In split second HK gave out commands via his internal communications connected to the patrol's HUD's. The group would split up, most of them would make a sudden turn sideways to disappear in the blizzard while three Guards still continued in the direction of the Wookiee and whatever Gryyyk was. It was HK himself and two more droids, before they came into distance for Bobawwa to see them they flipped back, jumping off of the speeders and disappearing in the piles of snow.


Soon enough Bobawwa could see the speeders break through the veil of snow raging in front of him, whirring still becoming louder until they sped past him, disappearing somewhere in the blizzard behind him, coming to a stop out of view as they were remotely controlled by the ranger droids. Hopefully this was enough of a distraction to hide the droid's approach, the trio crawled through the snow quickly, or slithered more likely, in inhumane movements only droid was capable of, especially since HK's body, and therefore the bodies of the original Ropo Guards, were partially based on the vessel of General Grevious, although the signature and avi of the droid does not show it off exactly.

Anyway, once the droids closed in the distance on the Wookiee and canine creatures, HK would stand up, breaking the cover of snow on the ground to face Bobsie, hopefully the Wookiee would have turned around to watch the speeders disappear, that would just add to the creepy factor of him facing a tall, armored, slender, grey droid as he would turn back, otherwise he would just watch the droid stand up as if out of nowhere, just as creepy really.

HK's cloak would flutter on the wind, and his weaponry slightly clutter as he spoke to Bobsie in Wookiee, adding the cacophony of growls and roars to the sound of rushing wind,

[Wookiee] "I am not here to harm you unless you came here to cause harm. Do you realize you are on protected soil under the watch of Hoth Rangers and Ropo Guard?"

While HK spoke to Bobsie the other guards laid in snow waiting, just in case trouble would spark.

 

[Mrrew]

When the rangers arrived at The Gnasp Frederic was standing on the ramp with his blaster rifle fully loaded, and aimed into the blizzard, greatly resembling an angry farmer with a shotgun after discovering teenagers on his yard. "Come and get me motherfethers!"
No one ever said Frederic was paticularly sane.


Meanwhile, Bobawwa stopped waving as he noticed the speeders getting closer, and Gryyyk continued to growl- though he stayed against Bobawwa's fur, to keep warm. The Tuk'ata pup was not used to such low temperatures, and the only thing keeping him from freezing was the Wookiee's warming fur. As predicted, Bobawwa quickly turned as the speeders rushed past him, dissipearing in the direction of The Gnasp. He wondered, of course, where they were going, but he didn't have much time to think about that. As soon as he turned, he almost dropped Gryyyk. A droid had appeared out of nowhere. The Wookiee stumbled somehwat backawrds- almost comedic on a being so large- and had only just started to recover from his suprise when [member="HK-36"] started speaking. In Shiirywook no less. The Wookiee smiled widely to see a being that spoke his language, and promptly responded.

<<"Protected soil? The... Ropo guard?">> The Wookiee scratched his chin, much like a human would stroke their beard.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Mrrew"]

Closing in on the Gnasp the rangers slowed down, dismounting as one of them, a Guard Captain, motioned to one of the newer ranger initiates and his speeder, then off to the side.

A gesture to run the diversion as the captain unholstered his SP-1, an Abregado-made shatterpistol rip off, looking towards the ramp visible in the distance of the snow.

The initiate nodded simply, remaining on his speeder as he revved the engines and sped up towards the Gnasp. Before he was too close he would lean back, jumping from the machine much like HK and the other droid did, except this was an organic doing it, he tumbled into the snow, laying low as the speeder raced forward on its own, Frederic could hear its loud whirring and the lights of its engine coming towards him and passing by. In situations like this people tended to shoot at whatever was moving, and the Ropo Guard recognized it, so they gave Frederic a visible target he could empty his clip on.

Meanwhile the Guard Captain raised his pistol, scanning through the snow with his sensors to find his target, specifically the kneecaps of the target, a nice shot and Frederic would be on the ground disabled, the Captain raised his pistol, waiting for Frederic to take the bait and shoot at the speeder, showing the droid Captain where his target was.


HK nodded to Bobawwa and the Tuk'ata pup- so that's what Gryyyk was! - speaking once more as he motioned into the blizzard,

[Shyriwook] "Hoth is famous for its beasts, for its hidden treasures, wrecks, the hostile environment. Many adventurers come here to test their mettle or find their fortune, many hunters to face the beasts like the Wampa or capture the Ropos for trade. Many times Hoth was pillaged and many of its beasts were killed to the point of them becoming endangered."

The droid would look back to Bobawwa,

[Shyriwook] "A garrison of rangers was posted here to make sure that will not happen, that the balance will be maintained and the creatures of Hoth will not be over-hunted. Since the planet came into Omega Protectorate we have stopped numerous raids and poaching attempts. The rangers here are called the Ropo Guard as mockery towards the Dread Guard of the Confederacy and because most poaching attempts are aimed towards the Ropo population."

HK watched the Wookiee, his eyes and form unmoving,

[Shyriwook] "Now, for what purpose you have came here?"

 

[Mrrew]

(Sorry for late reply, got sidetracked irl.)

Frederic did exactly as they suspected. The human's cybernetic eyes locked onto the speeder bike, and his rifle raised almost immidietly. One thing, though, did not go as planned; a bolt dind't fire from the rifle. Rather, it just made a slight buzzing sound. "What the fe--" Juusk was quickly interupted as the shot from HK-36's trooper hit his kneecap, literally shattering it into a mass of boen fragments, some of which burst out of his leg. His scream filled the air over the blizzard as he collapsed to the ground, cursing at the top of his lungs. Meanwhile, the rusted old rifle that landed at his side continued to hum and buzz louder...

Bobawwa frowned somewhat was he heard what [member="HK-36"]'s purpose here was. He was here to protect the Ropos... that he was here to capture. ... Not good. Bobawwa frowned, and glanced around the droid for a moment, before looking down to Gryyyk, who stared directly at the droid and let out a barrage of yapping barks. After a moment the Wookiee looked up, frowning, and responded to the droid's question.

<<"We didn't know about the laws... We work with the Beast Hunter's Guild- we were sent to capture Ropos.>>

The Wookiee frowned, before quickly adding at the end.

<<"We didn't know about any of this.">>

 

[Matreya]

Damien, having recently allied himself with the Beast Hunter's guild, arrived to the same planet as the other's, only a bit later. Clad in his Inquisitor Armor, his Warden Cloak wrapped about himself while his Cloak of Nuun lay hidden in his Gunbelt which also accomadated his three 'Betty' Blasters, Nox's saber at his hip, and several hidden lovelies, he was quite the armory. Of course underneath his Cloak then also lay his Lotek'k Jacket. Why approach a battle unless you were sure you could win?

Stepping to the exit ramp of the Arcangel, Damien slapped his palm against the red button and awaited the initial lowering where he stepped outward to stare into the bare white.

"I hate Hoth." Damien muttered, just before a reply came within his helmet.

"Sir, it would appear a comrade of yours is under duress. No permit to poach as far as I am aware."

"Thanks Voice. Continue scanning frequencies." He answered to the droid mind that connected to all of his tech. Stepping over the edge, Damien plummeted downwards. Turning his gaze to the left and right, he gave the thumbs up to all 3 of his fellow divers - even though his fall could actually kill him. As always, his ever present Spirit allies were nearby, ready to lend the Force Walker a hand.

Sweeping both hands backwards, while his body went taught, he concentrated on his connection to the Force and gathered energy quickly. Thus when his hands both were thrusted forward in a swift jab motion, the pressure of air currents shifting at his call, left the last dozen feet doing little more than clicking his teeth together.

"Voice where did you say my ally was?"

"I didnt sir, he is roughly 2 clicks southwest of your current position."

"Roger." Damien answered, then took off like a bolt of lightning. Behind each Czar Enhanced legs power blew large bursts of snow, seeming to signal an approaching snow storm if not looked at to closely.

It took but a few minutes, finally he was there though, slowing his approach to stare at the Wookiee as he approached he muttered, "Great. Non native tongue. Hate using translations."

"Hello to you both. I was just passing through when I heard the commotion. I wonder, why is it no one ever thinks to do these things more wisely. Now from what I gather, its either get a permit.." Damien paused, "Or take the Ropos anyway. How do we all think this should play? Personally Im up for either. Got time, and money, I can spare." He didn't admit that inside, he yearned for a battle.

[member="Mrrew"] [member="HK-36"]

 

[HK-36]

//It's cool //

[member="Mrrew"]

With a spin of the shatterpistol rip off the Captain placed the gun back in his holster and activated his built-in communications unit, sending a message to the hiding initiate in the snow.

"Dispose of the weapon, be aware, the sound signature we detect on it may indicate overload due to poor maintenance."

The Guard Initiate silently nodded to himself as he stood up, shaking the snow off of himself as he raised his left forearm, grabbing it with his right hand to keep it steady as the targeting modules of his helmet helped him along. A zip was heard then as the ranger's forearm-mounted grappling hook launched its spike, the arrow flew through the blizzard and with a thud it pierced the stock of Juusk's old rifle, anchor blades erupted from the spike, securing its position.

The initiate leaned back then as flames shot from the pack on his back and his metal boots, he activated his Leovi's Wings Personal Propulsion System, flying back low against the ground and tugging the old rifle with him at a safe interval, disappearing with the gun somewhere in the blizzard, accompanied by the light of his jets, the whooshing of the propulsion systems, and the whipping of the wind.


Meanwhile, during a more peaceful meeting,

[Shyriwook] "That is alright."

The droid waved off Bobawwa's concerns,

[Shyriwook] "You were not violent so you are not under arrest, but we will ask you to leave the planet and come back when you have permits."

HK would take a datapad from his belt, tapping on it a few times until the information he wanted was saved and displayed on it, anything else cleaned. He would offer the tablet device to Bobsie,

[Shyriwook] "You can get them at any bigger Protectorate planet, like Naboo, Corellia, or Fondor, this datapad displays what they will ask of you, the fees, the tests, what types of identification are accepted for it. It will make sure you know which species inhabit Hoth and that you would be able to survive here, whether you would be stranded or when coming face to face with local wildlife. You will need to alert local rangers every time you come for a hunt, they will check you for your permit and identification, and every time you leave the planet, the rangers will then check how many animals you have captured or hunted, the quota for which changes each seasons. Any attempts at smuggling or fraud will result in fees and arrest."

The droid paused to let Bob take it all in,

[Shyriwook] "If I may ask, who exactly hired your Guild to come here and hunt?"

HK would slightly tilt his head then,

[Shyriwook] "I am being told your companion has brandished a rifle at the rangers, he has been disarmed."


[member="Lord Daemos"]

"As far as I know you have not registered your arrival with the ranger garrison as the protocol dictates. The situation with this hunter has been resolved peacefully, the other fellow has been already disarmed. Unless you want to go out of your way to start a fight, you are too late for one."

HK did not needed to turn around to look at Daemos, the helmet the droid wore allowed him 360 degrees of vision, useful combination with his advanced sensors.

 

[Mrrew]

Bobawwa glanced between [member="Lord Daemos"] and [member="HK-36"] several times as they both spoke, taking in everything that the droid said. He knew that if he went back to Frederic and told him 'Sorry, I couldn't get teh Ropos because a droid told me ii\'m not allowed to' he wouldn't hear the end of it for a few months. Or years. So rather then simply turn around and walk away, Bobawwa glanced at D-man, before looking over to the droid, and speaking in Shiirywook again.

<<"How do you get a permit..?">>​

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And then the droid asked his second question; who sent them. Bobawwa didn't even know, of course, it was confidential to the hunters who actually ordered the creatures they hunt, but he opened his mouth nontheles sto respond... and it stayed open as he heard that Frederic had been disarmed. The Wookiee frowned several times, and for one the TUk'ata in his arms stopped growling, making a happy yipping sound at the mentionf o Frederic being injured. The Wookiee frowned for a moment, fantasizing that maybe they killed him, before responding.

<<"Why...?">>​

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Meanwhile, Frederic Juusk's rifle was dispoed of mere seconds before it exploded, sending small licks of fire spreading in the air throught eh blizzard like a firework, before going out. And Frederic was still swearing as loud as he could, holding his destroyed kneecap.

"YOU MOTHERKARKING CRINKING KRIFFLOVING DURKKRONGS!"​

 

[HK-36]

[member="Mrrew"]

At the Gnasp,

The initiate would fly back to join the ranger groups, carrying with him the burned wreck of what used to be Frederic's rifle,

"You were right, sir, it did explode."

The initiate Guard showed, Captain nodded.

"Well done, rookie."

Initiate nodded,

"Thank yo-ooooooooo!"

It was then that he slipped on some ice, the wrecked rifle spun in the air before falling on him with a clank and an ooof of the Guard being hit.


"Oh, so close to a perfect run, better luck next time, rook."

The Captain quipped.


Finally Frederic would be able to see his opponents as the white-armored rangers closed in their distance and entered onto the ramp,

"You are under arrest for threatening Protectorate military personnel, we will leave your weapon at your ship."

The Captain announced to Frederic as the Initiate placed the burned rifle scrap against the airlock door inside the ship, meanwhile one of the Rangers approached him with a pair of stun-cuffs, the other with a bacta medkit to start healing up his shattered knee.


Meanwhile at Bob and HK's position,

[Shyriwook] "It is very simple, just go into the permit office in one of the bigger Protectorate cities, pay the 50 credits fee, pass a written test about your knowledge of Hoth and its species, and then a test in a gun range to make sure you can handle a blaster. It should take you less than few hours really, and with that we will be able control who can hunt on Hoth and how much they hunt."

At the "Why" HK just slightly tilted his head,

[Shyriwook] "I was simply wondering, just curiosity. You do not have to answer if you do not know."

He would motion then towards the direction of the Hunters' vessel,

[Shyriwook] "If you have no other questions, I can escort you to your ship, your friend is being given first aid there."

 

[Mrrew]

Bobawwa blinked at [member="HK-36"], while Gryyyk started yapping again at the words 'he's getting first-aid'. He was asking why Frederic was disarmed... but then again, he didn't really care. He just hoped they did some permanent damage. So the Wookiee nodded, and walked along behind the droid back to the ship, still carrying the Tuk'ata puppy.

Meanwhile, Frederic just continued to swear with words that many people never knew existed, seemingly oblivious to the fact that his knee was being treated. He was obviously not used to pain.


(I'll have to have Mrrew apply for a hunting liscense, so the guild can hunt Ropos. )

 

[HK-36]

[member="Mrrew"]

Well HK did mentioned before that his companion brandished a rifle at rangers, he did not counted that as unknown variable while the reason for him asking was indeed unknown, but then again he is a droid.

Anyway, HK accompanied Bob and Daemos to the ship, they would be allowed to leave while Frederic would be taken to garrison arrest where Mrrew could pay a fee to the rangers who would let him out.


//If [member="Lord Daemos"] is alright with it and wants to wrap up the thread, I would be cool with you just time-skipping to when they do have license, as long as you mention Mrrew going through the red tape and paying the fees and you can wrap it up nice and legal You went through enough to get those Ropos//


Meanwhile, as HK would be left alone in the blizzard he looked around, muttering to himself,
"Where the Chaos did my speeder go?"

 

[Mrrew]

Bobawwa flew off in The Gnasp almost as soon as he found out that Frederic had been arrested. No one came to pay his bail. The Procreate ended up being stuck with him.

In the following days, Mrrew obtained a license for the guild to hunt on Hoth, paying the fee and amazing the workers at the gun range.

Bobawwa quit the Beast Hunter's Guild now that he was finally free from Frederic.

And a whole lot of other stuff happened that no one else cared about.

Including a wedding involving a Gungan and a Hutt.


(I was planning on Having Bobawwa turn in to a full character once he had an oppurtunity to break off from Frederic, who he owed a life debt to, so i'ma take this chance. [member="Lord Daemos"] can catch the Ropos and get the credits. xD )

(Ty for the fun thread @HK-36. )

 

[HK-36]

[member="Mrrew"]

And what happened to the poor Frederic?

Well since nobody came to pay his bill Protectorate had to do something with him, and so one day,

He was sitting in his cold cell, alone, left to stare at his new cybernetic knee, sulk, and most likely promise vengeance on the Beast Hunting Guild, until the door to the cell opened and the Lord Guard Captain stepped in, an old grizzled war droid, one of the original Ropo Guards,

"Well your Guild did not sent anybody to pay for your release and we are tired of feeding you for free."

And so the Lord Captain threw into Frederic's cell Hoth Ranger's Recruit Uniform,

"Welcome to the Ropo Guard, recruit."

 

[Matreya]

(Holy feth...was I really gone for the duration? Lol well consider me still game to finish this.)

Damien watched the proceedings, choosing his plan carefully. He obviously had the money to purchase a permit, but time did not permit this. As well, he bore an old fashioned armor, which was beyond more then likely to shake off any ideas of his persona beneath, so he didnt truly need to fear repercussions...

"They can do as they wish. I took this job, and it will be finished." Damien called out to the group. Reaching under his coat, towards his left armpit, he clicked the lock free on the holster there, while simultaneously doing the same to the one hanging on his right hip with the opposite hand. There was no gun drawing just yet, as he didnt know if the droid heard him let alone would do anything.

Always better to be safe than sorry however.

Damien then spoke to his HUD once more, "Activate trackers on the ship, point me to some Ropos."

[member="HK-36"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Lord Daemos"]

HK himself may not have heard Daemos words, but the Ranger presence never left the man,

It was HK himself and two more droids, before they came into distance for Bobawwa to see them they flipped back, jumping off of the speeders and disappearing in the piles of snow.

The two droids that HK did leave behind have picked up on his words and raised a silent alarm by sending a transmission to their comrades, and indeed HK, via their built-in communications.


With the other Beast Hunters either arrested or kicked off of the planet the whole garrison on the planet could focus on Daemos, they didn't had any excitement in a bit after all!

And so the two hidden droids stood up, breaking the snow cover they were laying in, shaking the snow off of their tall, armored, slender forms, clad in white armor and robes, white cloaks hanging off of their shoulders.

"We really do not recommend that."

The Ropo Guards spoke, although many weapons were at their disposal, they did not draw an armament either, if a fight would spark up, it would be Daemos to make the first move.


And with the alarm now raised Daemos would find that the trackers of his ship were being jammed, just as well his communications channel started to flicker in and out. Was it the blizzard raging overhead and around them? Well partially, and when facing a force made up mostly of hyper-intelligent and independent droids one would find that listening in on their channels often resulted in them returning the favor, and joyfully conducting counter-hacking on enemy systems.

The whipping and clashing of wind was soon enough conjoined by the low whirring and buzzing of engines, fighters or speeders, maybe even both, although Daemos was facing only two Ranger Droids now he would probably realize by now that soon reinforcements will come, and although he could sense life signatures through the Force here and there, there were organics among the Ropo Guards after all, the blizzard really cut on his visual range, and so many Force Powers, especially the telekinetic ones, required for one to have a visual contact with their target in the first place.