In The Pale Moonlight

[MoonClaw]

His boots clicked against the cold metal floor as Captain Roberts moved through the compound to meet with [member="James Justice"]. He was accompanied by [member="Aedan Miles"] and [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"], two other fellow captains of his merry group. It could be perceived Captain Roberts was the leader, but he was merely the orchestrator of today's meeting. Among pirates there was no leader, they were all their own man....and woman.

He sought an audience with Justice, founder of Justice Shipping for a specific purpose. He knew the man was wealthy and powerful, but he also knew his dealings were not always... legal. For this reason he looked to align the pirates with him. While a pirate never aligned with people, to accomplish rising to and surpassing the Hutt Cartel he had to step out of conventional methods. Aligning and even working with someone of great power and wealth meant the pirates would have access to almost unlimited resources and thus rising beyond simple pirating and being able to take on the powers that held this Galaxy.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan followed Roberts into the meeting humming an absent tune as he looked around violet eyes flickering and flashing as his midnight blue hair hung around his head. Hanging from his waist were his matched pair of lightsabers their ebony hilts dully reflecting the light as he stopped just a bit behind Roberts deciding to let the man himself lead this meeting. He glanced over at Kat'Lariah absently watching to see how she would react to this whole business.

[member="Captain Roberts Teach"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]

 

[Kat'Lariah Syphex]

Kat strode to the right of Roberts, only a pace behind him. [member="Aedan Miles"], someone she'd somehow never met in person. Despite being captains among the same fleet they had yet to interact. Something that would surely change soon. Keeping her eyes forward, her mind was on the meeting, soon to be attended. While the Captain would do most of the talking, Kat wanted to at least know what they were all getting into. Best to judge someone's character in person.

[member="Captain Roberts Teach"], [member="James Justice"]

 

[James Justice]

There were some days in James' life that he woke up with a hangover. The other days he woke up drunk. This was the second kind of day. As the party was gathering on the compound that the spacer had agreed on as the meeting place with these pirates. He didn't know what tomorrow held, or what this meeting did, but he knew that the evening held for him a cute little redhead for him that was trailing him today as his assistant. Call it the Force, call it a gut feeling, or just call it a healthy level of self knowledge, James just had that feelin'.

The ​Nestis Cora ​(In the sig) glided down with supreme elegance as the spacer with incredible dexterity for a sober man--let alone a drunk man--brought the ravishing gunship to rest between two larger ships. What made that so special, you wonder? Well, the fact that he was taking a swing from his second bottle of ale for that morning. Having two livers did have its supreme benefits. Chug. Chug. Chug. As he kept swallowing his free hand flicked over the switches across his control panel. Massive speakers on the ship began blaring what would be the spacer's theme song for the day.

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kR6pxe8jaMs[/media]

The loading ramp extended and a quartet of powerhouse men stormed out across the permacrete, massive assault rifles in their hands that looked as large as logs on Kashyyyk. They scanned the area, giving off a grunt before a second set of eight men in rather different armor that was metallic and constructed of durasteel plate speaking of a time long gone formed a long honor guard, spears in hands and swords stored at their sides.

"Cause I'm TnT," James roared as he half danced down the platform. He tossed the bottle high in the air, spinning on his heel and coming around just in time to catch it. "I'm dynamite," he dropped low, pulling the "assistant" close to him with his free hand, "I'mma power looaaaaad," he pulled the bottle of ale to his mouth, screaming into it like a mock microphone, "Waaaatch me exloooooodeeeee."

At this point, his honor guard began chanting, slamming the butt of their spears on the ground in perfect unison.

"I'mm a power looooaaaaaaaddd."

[member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]
[member="Aedan Miles"]
[member="Captain Roberts Teach"]

 

[MoonClaw]

As they moved through the hall to meet with the Crime Lord, Roberts became unable to continue his current sinful state of being; sober. He reached within his jacket pulling out his flask filled with his brand of rum. His rum was a special blend with a hint of spice, the drug, in it. It gave his rum that little kick every growing achohalic needed.

He did not come to this meeting empty handed of course. Behind the three were a few of their luckiest carrying gifts like they were coming to see a king. There was castes of rum, plunder from unlucky merchants, and some presous stones. Along with music from times of old, a little extra Roberts heard that Justice would enjoy.

As they entered the hanger where they were to greet the lord they witnessed a scene more to Robert's style. It appeared drinking was a very good idea and nine of them were going to leave sober today. He turned to Latin and spoke with a sort of laugh in his tone, "And you say I am too out there."


[member="Aedan Miles"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="James Justice"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedans eyes narrowed as he beheld the circus that was the arrival of James snorting quietly he mutters aside to Roberts. "This is why I was dreading this. Justice barely counts as a criminal I don't see why we are meeting with him." He turned his violet gaze back on the man before shaking his head and crossing his arms as he tapped on the forearm of his right arm with his fingers his mind flicking back to the thoughts of what he had to do and what required his attention. This meeting held no meaning to him so he could all but ignore it for the time being he was merely here to be here in his opinion.

[member="Captain Roberts Teach"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]

 

[Kat'Lariah Syphex]

A great ship descended from the sky. A sure sign that the man they were about to deal with could make it worth their while. As the soldiers descended the ramp a smile crept across the red-heads lips. Strength...And then the man danced down the ramp singing and Kat's face immediately fell. How did this always happen to her? What was it with crime lords and perpetual states of drunkenness...wonderful...

[member="James Justice"], [member="Captain Roberts Teach"], [member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[James Justice]

When his little entrance number had ended, the grizzled drunken spacer hurled his now empty bottle across the landing platform, it shattered against the wall, breaking into a thousand shards. With a wide smile he turned his attention to what he had come here to do: business. But of course, there would be plenty of pleasure in the process. That was how James did.

He swaggered to the man in charge, over the japes bearing gifts. His little assistant feel in line slightly behind him, but not too far behind him. On the other side of, Katsumoto, James' conscience (or whatever was left of it), spiritual guide, friend, and chief body guard fell in line, his strong dark eyes studying everyone around intently. His master could be too reckless sometimes, there were many who did not have honor.

"James Justice," he said thrusting his hand out with a wide grin, "Good to see ye mate. I heard ye need some business to work with?"

[member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] I [member="Aedan Miles"] I [member="Captain Roberts Teach"]

 

[MoonClaw]

As Aedan spoke, Roberts did not turn to address, but kept his eyes on the prize. "I am meeting with him, you did not have to come and no one is holding your hand to the fire. You are your own man, but my crew I invasion much more than simple pirating and he has no money and resources to accomplish that."

After he had spoke, he let that be the end of it. As Justice approached, Roberts put out his hand and grasped James' hand in his large hand, "Roberts Teach, I am looking for the means to make an empire and I hear you are the man to talk to."


[member="Aedan Miles"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="James Justice"]

 

[James Justice]

Some tryhards and gothmongers may have deemed themselves "too cool for school" and way too cool to sing or whatever. James didn't care, he got the chicks, had a crapton of money and never slept alone. When all you wanted to do was forget pain, you didn't give a damn what blowhards thought.

"Barely a criminal?" James asked turning his head to look at the ugly muttering filth. His lips spread in a wide, winsome smile as he let out an amused chuckle. "You got one hellva way to ask for help, you know that?"

The spacer began pacing slowly, circling the group who came to him for help.

"Ye know I have killed beings for lesser words than that," he said with a wave of his hand, his voice was light, jovial and almost sing-songy "Perhaps ye didn't hear about the time me daughter was kidnapped? Or did ye hear about the time someone stole a ship of mine? I tore her in half and tossed what was left into space. Or maybe ye'd like to hear about what I did to the previous crime lords of Soceras? Maybe ye'd like to visit thar widows, after all I buried em right next to the crime lords themselves. Or perhaps ye'd prefer to ask Miss Blonde what I dun to people--how I skinned a man alive once just to watch him bleed, or when I beat his mate to death with a pool stick for lookin at me the wrong way just before. Maybe ye'd like to ask the Republic bout how I robbed em of a few million dollars, or the way that I stole off a fleet from the Techno Union and slaughtered anyone who stood in me way?" He looked back at the tryhard with a wry grin, "But ye are right, them be the actions of someone who is barely a criminal. Me reputation is worth more to me than credits. Thar will be blood for them words."

With a flick of James' wrist, one of the hired hands who had carried the goods for Teach and company let out a gasp. His head twisted with a sharp snap that tore it off. The muscles in his decapitated body remained standing for a second longer before it collapsed in a spray of blood on all nearby. James waved his other hand and sent another of the hired workers towards him. The spacer's two forefingers rammed into his eye sockets, splattering blood all over the durasteel flooring. Horrific screams of agony and a wave of pain tore through the Force. The spacer let it linger for a few seconds, drinking in the man's suffering as a wellspring of power. When he was full, he grabbed the man's throat, tearing head from body in a gory spray of snapping sinews and busted blood vessels.

"Control your man's tongue or the next time I'm spoken against the deal be over," James warned coldly dropping the body parts to the floor. "And I'll make sure that ye spend the rest of ye lives penniless, beggin' for ye next meal, with no place to call home, understand?"

[member="Captain Roberts Teach"] I [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] I [member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan's eyes flashed yellow as the man started to kill the hired help turning he held his hand out as the man went to draw one of the other men towards him using the force to halt the man's movement as he let his own force presence swell around them. If this man wanted to play at this game Aedan would happily oblige a dark smile crossing the pirates lips he started forward his other hand held up to ward off the blood from his cloths as he licked his lips a bit. "Oh look at the mighty James Justice killing mere peons. I have done that to lad after all I had no use for most of the Republic troops on the fleet I stole just a few months back their deaths went to use though helping me make a Force Nexus. You think you can scare me with this? Don't make me laugh I have faced off against Jedi scarier than you boy. So next time you call me his underling remember if you try to make me penniless I will destroy you and everything you hold dear before continuing on my way. You puny little guard force here means naught to me in seconds I could have my own men here proving to you what true warriors are." Aedan turned his back on the man his cloak flaring out to reveal his beskar'gam as he put his helmet on turning the face plate towards the man he muttered darkly. "I am done here." Walking back the way they had come the young man pressed a button on the wrist portion of his armor a dropship moving out of nearby cloud cover to land near the group the 25 Dark Jedi Adept from Bogan moving off of the shuttle to stand a few paces off between it and Aedan Miles. Looking back once more the pirate smirked under his helmet before boarding his ship his men following shortly behind him as the ship took off a trio of Devastator-class heavy fighters appearing from the distance to escort the dropship.

[member="James Justice"] [member="Captain Roberts Teach"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]

 

[MoonClaw]

Roberts placed his hands to the bridge of his nose rubbing it a little. All this drama was ruining his drunken state. As he rubbed the bridge of his nose, blood shot across his face, but it didn't really bother him. "I do not see the reason childish behavior should result in the deaths of my men. As I told you over the holonet, that behavior was exactly why I did not do business with Miss. Blonde. They were unarmed men, much like myself which according to you is you number one rule."

He was about to continue his civil discussion until Aedan decided he would rub salt on the wound. With a flick of his hand, his men who were armed came forward and leveled their heavy weapons on Aedan, "You have done enough, leave." He needed no reason to make a threat or show anymore force than a few men with guns. If the almighty force user wanted to continue to flaunt some misguided impression of superiority, Roberts had measures in place to deal with Force Users, but hopefully it wouldn't come to that. As Aedan left, Roberts sight remained on James, "I don't know about you, but I could use a drink now."

[member="James Justice"] [member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[James Justice]

James made a lot of rules he swore he'd never break. He used to feel bad about breaking them but now he was so dead inside all he felt was his rage and pain. Slowly, bit by bit he had been worn down into what he was now. Was that good? Was that bad? He didn't know or care. But a man with nothing left to loose in the world who was continually pushed into corners without a choice was a man who ended up having his morals and humanity stripped away.

He watched as the diva called down his guards like--well like a coward and sulked away.

"Run home princess and cry to ye mommy bout ye ripped dress," James shouted after the try hard as he made his exit. He looked back to Teach. "Lemme tell ye something, me man," he said slapping the fellow on the shoulder in a friendly expression, "The galaxy be fulla assholes. Everywhere ye look, there be assholes. And every nerf herder wants to take whats in your hole. No one never gave me nothin', I started from one rusty ship that barely ran and built me a damn nice spread." He waved his hand across the horizon, "Now ye gotta show these assholes ye ain't gonna take their sh!t. No one never gave me nothin' but I'll give ye this hint--ye do it by buildin' a reputation. Me? I got a reputation for drawin retribution for others wrongin' me and treatin' em right when they show me kindness. Assholes like that prick who just left know that. So they don't mess with me. Soon ye will get a reputation too, and defend it with all ye damn might."

He let out a laugh, "Now how about that booze, eh?"

Some of the servants within the Nestis came out, bringing several boxes of ale, wine, whiskey, and pretty much every other damn spirit that existed.

"To the assholes and fine women in the galaxy," James shouted raising a bottle in the air.

[member="Captain Roberts Teach"] I [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]