Hutts, Butts, and Coconuts. (Open)

[Gordosa]

Beach Resort Planet
0900 hours

On top of a cushioned couch on a white sand covered beach Gordosa sat sipping a drink out of a coconut. It had been some time for the Hutt Crimelord since he had done anything truly criminal. Well, that is that anyone had noticed. A brown robed Jawa stood to one side fanning Gordosa with a broad leaf and several others stood about ready to hear Orders from the Large Hutt. He rolled an orange eye on to a Devorian Major-domo Drak Kardue and pulled down the brim of his sombrero. Several droids lingered about including many from the ever inexpensive and poorly made NPC company. Also behind his Major-domo was a large Gamorean standing staring out at the water with a large club on his belt and a white sequined glove on his right hand.

"Ugbolt no like water." the Gamorean said crossing his arms.

"We can smell." Drak replied which only served to elicit laughter from the Hutt and the rest of his retinue.

"Shut up you!" Ugbolt replied reaching for his club.

"Ugbolt get me another Coconut drink and I'm out of those little frogs I like." Gordosa said.

The Gamorean forgot why he was reaching for his club and scratched his chin before moving to refill the Hutt's drink. Gordosa reached down and check his Stouker concussion rifle, just in case. Finally Ugbolt returned with Gordosa's frog container and coconut drink. Gordosa reached into the food container and pulled out a froglike delicacy the was probably worth a starfighter and popped it into his wide mouth then licked his lips. Ah...this was the life.

 

[Cira]

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[Danger Arceneau]

Beach 0900

Tanning on a beach. Really who did that? Born and bred on Tatooine, the desire to lay out in the karking sun just to tan seemed a might bit ridiculous to Danger Arceneau, President of Arceneau Trade and the South Systems Business Bazaar, the major business network in the galaxy providing an easy method to get whathave you from all the top companies.

However, momma done told her that if a lady wants to get on top, the only way to do that is to at times shake the goods in unfamiliar territory.

This was unfamiliar territory.

Well, at least with a good wind there wasn’t too much heat rolling off the sand, as she wiggled her bare toes in the golden grains. Business was business, and sometimes that required her to get into the most interesting of contraptions to frame that which her momma blessed her with to the best advantage.

Which is why, Miz Arceneau was here in what one might call a bathing suit with a becoming sarong wrapped round her wide hips. Word had it that [member="Gordosa"] would be here, and if the up and coming crime lord kept on doing what he did best, well… it would be mighty profitable to get some acquaintances going. Her she lay, surrounded by Companions, and one rather dashing bronzed skinned male with rippling muscles.

Mmm… well, maybe the sights weren’t too bad ‘round ‘ere.

And all she had to do….her eyes went drifting over to the Hutt entourage, is wait.

Hutts were a particular lot; it was best to make ‘em think they were granting you the favor of the galaxy by summoning you.

 

[Noah Corek]

Beach
0900
Did one really expect to find Noah Corek,season Commando and Commander of the Omega Pyre on a beach? Well most of the time no,but when the beach had a reputation for good spear-fishing,that was something that caught the mans attention pretty quickly. Especially when he got to the beach and noticed the multitude of women,ninety percent at least,were very attractive and fifty percent of that ninety percent were very,gifted. But for now,Noah stuck to using his spear gun to catch fish in the shallow waters,instead of using it to get ladies.

 

[RC 212]

The Beach very near [member="Gordosa"]
"Well well what have we here?" colap asked sarcastically walking up on a nearby patron at the bar.

The man owed him money from two weeks ago. A shady deal that Colap had been ripped off on and now he wanted his sweet revenge. Solar his corelian wolfhound crouched low and growled at the Rodian slimeball as he turned to face colap.

The adventurers armor shined a dull gray sheen in the sunlight and as he suinted the gray metallic hood and goggles slid down over his face locking into place. Their was a hiss as the airlocks sealed and then the rowdy drunken colap drew his Westar-34 and leveled it right between the Rodians eyes.

"Collection time!"

Colpa pulled the trigger, unleashiing a crimson bolt into the rodians forehead. The crowd turned and began to move away, leaving only Colap and the dead rodian merc.

 

[Carden Lorps]

Carden was in the bar when a man walked in to it. Saying that the Rodian owed him money. Then pulled the trigger. Hehe who would have thought on a nice resort planet like this. "Well that was fun for you wasn't it, hehe, I am Carden Lorps at your service, you got guts to kill a man here just for payments. " Carden said with a smirk while taking off his helmet

[member="Colap Ticon"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Carden Lorps"]

Colap turned to see another man. His quick eyes sized him up under his faceplate. As he knelt to collect the rodians credits and strip off his armor he gave the newcomer a slight nod. His Westar was still at the low ready, ready to come up if anyone else objected.

Solar moved in between them sitting very still and staring down the man with a stony visage.

"Im not really looking for more companions. More like for work to fix the old rust bucket."

As he finished the face plate slid back to reveal his face to the newcomer. Colap reached down into his pocket and lit a cigar as he stood, letting out a plume of smoke.

"Heres one for the trouble pal," He commented dryly and flicked a credit chip onto the bar.

 

[Matsu Xiangu]

Beach
0900

If anyone knew Matsu well enough, they might say it wasn't unlikely to find her there.

The woman spent most of her time traveling the galaxy, meeting who she could and learning where she might. To find her on yet another planet just seemed normal - she was always one place or another. She hadn't known [member="Gordosa"] would be there but it seemed to work out for her. The Hutts were a species she had no particular knowledge of besides their connections, power, wealth. Depending on who you asked they were either disgusting or profitable - but most agreed that either way they were not creatures to be trifled with. Matsu, for all her dreamy confidence, was not an idiot and steered clear of the Hutt presiding over the beach for the moment. If he needed something she was sure he would ask - she might even be happy to oblige. She wasn't opposed to making connections, and turning herself loose on the streets had made her good at any number of unsavory tasks.

Instead she walked down the length of the beach, long black hair falling over her shoulders and down her back. She wound delicate fingers around the strap of one half of a white bikini, pointed red nails gleaming in the sun, pulling it along her collar bone absently as she dipped her feet in. The warmth was different than the planets she'd been traveling - relaxing, luxurious. A nice change of pace.

With a few more steps forward she was in, slipping beneath the water and out a few strokes along an outcropping before popping up again. She pushed her hair back off her face, moving to float on her back. She almost wouldn't have noticed the man with the spear - and wouldn't that have been a shame - had it not been for the glint of it from the sun catching her eye. She shifted in the water not far from him, considering the mechanical method of what appeared to be fishing a feast for the eyes.

[member="Noah Corek"] @anyone else, more the merrier

 

[Carden Lorps]

"To be honest mabie a person in this resort might have a job for you. Who knows mabie it has good pay?, You seem pretty tense, hehe is there a problem?, now that I think about it there was a Hutt when I first landed. But I can't remember where." Carden said politely to the man [member="Colap Ticon"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Carden Lorps"]

Colap spun the Westar three times around his finger before ramming it back into his holster. A devilish grin split his face as another puff of smoke escaped his nostrils. This kid seemed pretty green in the ways of profiteering. But who knew? Maybe the Hutt could have a job.

With his right hand Colap brought his flask up to his lips and drank a quick slug of Corellian whiskey.

"Aye kid, you got the right Idea. But dealing with Huts aint quite like shootin' fish in a barrel. Come on lets go see em."

As Colap walked the beach with Solar in tow he spotted something in the water. Then his eyes locked on the fair frame of black haired woman.

"Ay gorgeous! Bit sunny for a swim aint it?" [member="Matsu Xiangu"]

 

[Switch]

Switch squinted up at the bright sky as she adjusted her position on her beach towel. She didn't find time to relax like this often enough. Undoing the back straps of her plain black bikini top, she crossed her hands under her cheek, closing her eyes contentedly.

A blaster report carried from a bar a short distance away, and while that would normally have been cause for alarm, right now she couldn't be bothered to even look up. A contented sigh escaped her lips as the sun's rays warmed her back. I definitely need to do this more...
[member="Gordosa"]
[member="Noah Corek"]
[member="Colap Ticon"]
[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Matsu Xiangu"]
[member="Danger Arceneau"]

 

[Carden Lorps]

Carden followed the man. He knew the Hutts where business types and crime lords, so they always had jobs well hopefully this Hutt had a job.

 

[Gordosa]

[member="Noah Corek"] [member="Danger Arceneau"] [member="Carden Lorps"] [member="Colap Ticon"]

"Look at the guns on that!" The Devorian said pointing to the redhead down the beach.

"She not have guns." The big Gamorean said squinting.

"You are an idiot." The devorian major-domo replied, "I mean her chest."

The Gamorean squinted and slapped the Major-domo upside the head. "Those boobs stupit. Why you don't know difference from guns and boobs?"

The Hutt Crimelord chortled to himself as he looked away from the sea creature that had momentarily crested the waves in the distance. A breeze blew against his broad face and gave some refreshment as he looked to the redhead.

"Drak invite her over." Gordosa said, "why are you still standing there?"

Drak walked over with the Gamorean escort and moved to stand infront of the well endowed woman. The muscular man turning bronze in the sun looked up as The Gamorean blocked the rays he had been enjoying.

"Hey you're blocking my sun!" The man exclaimed as he stood to confront the big guard. Ugbolt turned twice stuck an odd pose and....hit the man on the head with his club. The Devorian shook his head then bowed to the woman.

"Gordosa The Hutt request your companyn Ms....?" The Devorian said.

MEANWHILE....

A shot was fired very nearby and Gordosa's concussion rifle was quickly taken up. The various assassin droids and battle droids all turned and began waiting for an attack.

"Displeasing" Gordosa said to one of the other attendants, "I didn't say to stop fanning." He said to the Jawa.

"Go find out what happened, and see if that spear fisherman is selling those fish." I'm feeling peckish.

 

[Carden Lorps]

Carden watched a couple people walk to the lady ....must have been the Hutts henchmen heheof course leave it to a Hutt. Carden kept a even pace with [member="Colap Ticon"] while they headed for the Hutt [member="Gordosa"] tent

 

[DathoMaul]

Balor watched the hutt talking to a woman as he dug through the sand. Most thought he was crazy but he was actually looking for Kraypt dragon eggs or bones. The eggs he could sell to his sister or the Hutt and the bones he could sell to the local dealers at the baazar. He reached down and felt something large and hard. He pulled it out. It was a large Kraypt Dragon skull. He held it up to the light. He set it aside and kept digging. Nothing but an old Jawa corpse.

 

[Switch]

Switch was shaken from her doze by a strange sensation on her legs. Somebody was kicking sand at her! She looked around, spotting a Kaleesh nearby. He appeared to be digging around in the sand for... something. What's this guy's deal, anyway? He's getting fething sand everywhere!

Switch raised her voice. "Hey! Watch where you're throwing that! Some of us are trying to relax!"

Confident that he had heard her, she brushed the sand off of her that she could in her position, before returning to her relaxed state.
[member="DathoMaul"]

 

[DathoMaul]

"Forget you. I'm making money." Said Balor as he kept digging. The girl huffed in frustration. Balor pulled a small blaster out of the sand. He held it in his hands. It was a small ion blaster. Probably used by Jawas long ago. Balor set it with the skull. He moved ahead past the small hole. Balor reached into the sand and pulled out a slimy object. He examined it. A Kraypt dragon egg sack. He looked at the Hutt's tent. He planned on selling the eggs to the Hutt because he knew that hutts often had gladiatorial beasts.

 

[Switch]

More sand! What was this guy's deal!?

Retying the strap to her top, Switch arose from her towel, storming over to the Kaleesh. Without preamble, she bodily shoved him over, putting all her weight into it. "Learn some fething manners!"

With a huff, she turned, heading over to the nearby bar. She needed a drink, this was ridiculous!
[member="DathoMaul"]

 

[DathoMaul]

"Hey I'm sorry. But I need to make some money. A friend told me that I could make a killing this way." Balor explained as he stopped to talk to the girl on his way to the Hutt's tent. "Well you could at least move away from me when you are digging!" She exclaimed. "That's probably true. And I will after I sell these eggs to that Hutt." Balor said as he continued to the Hutt's tent.

 

[DathoMaul]

"Hey I'm sorry. But I need to make some money. A friend told me that I could make a killing this way." Balor explained as he stopped to talk to the girl on his way to the Hutt's tent. "Well you could at least move away from me when you are digging!" She exclaimed. "That's probably true. And I will after I sell these eggs to that Hutt." Balor said as he continued to the Hutt's tent.

[member="Switch"]