It's phricken hot out here (demonsgate mining) (ask)

[Tmoxin Temi]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Put the Nagai in his place

Tmoxin listened to the Nagai ramble on about his skill set. She often needed to remind herself that not every man was as deferential as the Hapan males she grew up with. In fact, most men in the galaxy behaved exactly like Lurcano: boastful, cocky and fond of their own voices. But after seeing him shoot, she didn't doubt he was a quick learner and would be a valuable asset to the Ravens.

"Well Mr. Car'dann, if someone tried to slit my throat in a dark alley, I would do this to them," she said and she quickly grabbed the Nagai's arm with more strength than he could imagine and twisted it behind his back in a simple but effective self-defense move that anyone could really learn but which Tmoxin had mastered. "I was a Secret Commando for the Queen of Hapes for five years," she hissed. Tmoxin bended his arm painfully but not hard enough to break it. "Don't think I won't pull this limb out of its socket," she warned.

The guardians around them all snickered and clapped, enjoying the show.

[member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Lurcano Car'dann]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Wildlife Watch

Tmoxin Temi: "Well Mr. Car'dann, if someone tried to slit my throat in a dark alley, I would do this to them," Tmoxin quickly grabbed the Lurcano's arm with more strength than he could imagine and twisted it behind his back in a simple but effective self-defense move that anyone could really learn but which Tmoxin had mastered. "I was a Secret Commando for the Queen of Hapes for five years," she hissed. Tmoxin bended his arm painfully but not hard enough to break it. "Don't think I won't pull this limb out of its socket,"

Lurcano groaned but resisted the urge to cry out as he was quickly forced to stand to relieve the pressure building in shoulder socket. 'Damn, the stupid queen hurts.' Lurcano chuckled harshly, as he truly hadn't expected that response from the small Hapense woman. 'Doesn't quite mean poodoo though, anyone can do that while no ones expecting it. Either way I'm not going to press the issue because poodoo this hurts!'

Lurcano Car'dann: "Haha, damn that hurts. And here I thought Cryax just likedh surrounding himself with sexy women. Point taken Sergent, point taken." Lurcano grimaced and tried not to move to much lest she wrench his arm up even harder. "We'll have to meet in the fight club later, maybe you can show me some moves eh?" 'Yea, show me some moves. Sure. I'll cave your head in, in the open arena Sergent at Arms or not.' Despite vowing to get revenge later, he had seen enough to respect the Sergent and was confident enough that she could handle herself decently well in the field.

Patricia Susan Garter Darth Metus Tmoxin Temi

 

[Tmoxin Temi]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Protect operation from wildlife

Tmoxin released Lurcano and stepped back. Occasionally when she pulled those kinds of sudden moves there was retaliation. She inspected the Nagai. Although she didn't think of alien species as relationship material, he wasn't a bad looking guy. A little rough around the edges for her tastes but he wasn't hutt-ugly.

"If you think that's bad, wait until Red Dress gets a hold of you. If she came over here and saw us fighting like Gungan street wrestlers, she would do way worse to you and me. Let's get back to work, shall we?"

She huffed and picked up the rifle taking up her sniping position again. But inside she smiled at having the upper hand over the Nagai criminal. In fact, for the first time that day, the heat wasn't bothering her at all. She finally felt cool, calm and collected.

[member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Build and Mine

The docks were set and placed in a orderly fashion now it was time to drop the main facility. Above head the hades class cruiser Danger Ranger hovered above holding a large pre fabricated building that would fit into the foundation laid.

"Cut the energy!" The crew chief yelled and soon the pink shield cut off and the hades class cruiser lowered the large four story main hall down onto the foundation nice and slow.

"Danger Ranger this is Group Op pull up and disengage over." A muffled voice on the radio said.

"Roger that Ground Op this is Danger Ranger disengaging, out." The cruiser responded and soon the cables on the base cut and the faculty was set.

"Hit the power!" The crew chief bellowed and soon the shield generator came back on.

The crews quickly vacuumed the fallen ash and then began to fuse the two pieces together. Hundreds of plasma torch wielding mechanics toiled for hours and their labor was paid off. The facility was welded together from the docks to the main processing center the building was well over a hundred seventy meters by now. Now they needed to attach the forge and treatment centers and they would be ready to start moving equipment In.

 

[Lurcano Car'dann]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Wildlife Watch

Lurcano let out a small but noticeable sigh of relief as Tmoxin released his arm. He rotated it in his socket slightly, the heat from the planet forgotten momentairly.

Tmoxin Temi: "If you think that's bad, wait until Red Dress gets a hold of you. If she came over here and saw us fighting like Gungan street wrestlers, she would do way worse to you and me. Let's get back to work, shall we?"

Lurcano Car'dann: "Yes of course, back to work."

Lurcano bent over and picked the rifle up off the ground. He turned and focused back onto the empty stretch of land that they were supposed to be watching. He heard various chattering come in over the radio as the mining crews continued to work on the facilities that would need to be established for a more permanent mining settlement.

Patricia Susan Garter Darth Metus Tmoxin Temi

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Build and Mine

Back at the mining site Patricia was feeling the heat in her suit, it was hot very very hot and she was missing Jarven quite a bit. With a sigh she moved back to the mountain to see the first two massive droids returning from their trip to the Nexu Tango, another two were off and were headed to deposit more phrick ore that the mountains were teeming with. So she sipped some water through a hydration hose in her suit, it was warm but it was keeping her from dying in this suit. After a few more glugs the woman hailed the droid head engineer.

"Mech head this is Red Dress, how are we looking?" The woman said casually, asking about the status.

"Well we are in the first layer of phrick, there's plenty of the stuff and we should be here a while. We've begun our process and have alternating trips back to the Nexu Tango. Over." The gruff man's voice responded

"Roger that Mech Head I will have some droids sent here to watch over operations. We can start packing up after a few more loads and get to going." Patricia smiled and looked over to the ridge where guardian squad was supposed to be providing fire support. Instead they seemed to be having a jolly time of horse play in the middle of a god damn ash storm.

"Guardian One Actual, this is Red Dress. Get ready to pack it in, I'm calling the clankers in to take over." Patricia said and soon looked to her heavy datapad to start calling in a droid force from the Nexu Tango to take over.

 

[Malok]

Location: Designated LZ, Demonsgate
Objective: Operation Refinery

"My sincerest apologies for the delay." said the Sith Lord in response. "As I'm sure you are aware, the very fabric of reality turned itself against the Galaxy. Billions vanished without a trace. The governments hurled into chaos and ruin. SDE was, unfortunately, a victim of this tragedy. Many of our staff vanished and it has taken some doing to stay the course."

"Regardless, once the recovery efforts are complete, the products you ordered shall be delivered. Satisfaction, as always, is guaranteed. I appreciate your patience and understanding on the matter; and also extend my gratitude for your willingness to set aside the Phrik for me. Simply have it brought to the refinery site."

With that said, the Sith Lord briefly concluded the transmission before returning to issuing orders. By his command, droids began to disembark from the vessel; each bearing components to erect the skeleton of the refinery. This was not going to be an elegant structure, of this there was no doubt, but it would get the job done to the letter.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Build and Mine

The forge section of the building was being placed and it luckily came with all it's gear built into it. The forge was placed by a large team of speeder freighters and soon it was set down on the foundation with deadly precision. This was the second to last piece of the puzzle, after this it was the crew quarters for the unlucky saps who chose to be here for a job. Mostly crooks with warrants out more than likely looking to hide out for a few months on their shift until the heat died down, but hey this place was as crappy as any prison anyway. Only difference was that you got paid at the end of the day. The forge was set and soon the welders came in to start fusing it to the rest of the facility and foundation like the others.

"Alright boys get the gear ready! We are going to have ourselves a move in once this is set!" The crew chief on the ground said loudly.

Large speeder trucks carrying long metal crates filled with gear parked at the front of the building and soon crews began to spill out to unload various pieces of equipment from radio arrays to high tech computers. They would fully stock the building and make sure everything was working. Electricians, plumbers, and hundreds of other workers were moving into the facility right when the forge was set and ready to go.

"Make sure you wire everything up and get water flowing!" The crew chief said to the electricians and plumbers getting them briefed on the facilities lay out.

 

[Malok]

Location: Designated LZ, Demonsgate
Objective: Operation Refinery

The first step in erecting a refinery, or any building for that matter, was a strong foundation. To this end, whilst the majority of the Droids busied themselves with unloading the necessary components, a Cadre deviated for this task. Armed with Colossus Mining Droids, the uneven surface before them became a target. There would be no construction on uneven ground, after all! Work began immediately, and the relative quiet of the day was suddenly disturbed with a glorious tumult.

Stone was pierced. The ground was flattened.

Yet the process was not exactly the definition of swift. As such, whilst the Sith Lord awaited the conclusion of this crucial step, he began to contemplate a number of things. Mainly, he allowed his creativity to run wild for a moment...and ultimately settled on a rather grand notion. In light of calamity, there would be a need for stability. For jobs. For restoration...and what better way to accomplish that then by fulfilling a contract?

And thus, he set his eyes upon Antecedent.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Build and Mine

The Stargo droids made it over to the mining facility and quickly stood at attention in organized columns in the ash fields in front of Patricia. The woman looked back over to two colossal mining droids that were moving into position to deliver the phrick to the star destroyer at the main facility. Patricia whistled on the comm and snapped her fingers by sliding her fingers out her glove but still in the suit.

"Yo Mech Head, reroute the shipment here to Metus and the facility they are building over yander, and leave these two droids with them. They might need them." Patricia said over her comm.

"On it Red Dress." Mech head responded and soon the shipment of phrick ore on the massive mechanical beasts were in route to deliver their load of phrick ore to Metus.

Patricia looked down at her comm unit and pinged the sith to update him on the situation.

" [member="Darth Metus"] this is Red Dress, your phrick is inbound along with two of your walkers. Thank you and out." Patricia looked over to her droids the super clankers that had been modified with additional heat sinks and coolant to keep them functioning in this environment.

"I want you guys on that ridge and the rest roving a three hundred meter perimeter. I want you doing your fives and twenty fives every hour. Get it done." Patricia looked over to her men and soon the organics began to fall out with another shipment of phrick ore on the two colossal mining droids

"Roger Roger." The droids responded and made her orders so.

"Let's go home guys!" Patricia yelled to her men and soon they were following the high lighted path that would take them back to the facility

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Build and Mine

The final piece of the facility was set down and the crew quarters was laid onto the foundation. The welders and workers soon began to see to it that it was fused air tight and laid down on it's block attached to the other sections of the facility. Hundreds of plumbers, electricians and other various working joes were setting up the innards of the facility under the pink dome of energy and soon the facility's outer shell was complete. It was ready, it was set and it was going to be a functioning facility for the Red Ravens.

"Great work guys! Just set up the innards and we can have ourselves a cookout!" The crew chief sounded extremely happy and content with what was going on.

Workers of all shapes and sizes were moving in and out of the facility carrying plenty of gear with them. It was just a matter of a day or two to get everything set up and the mining facility would be operational. However Patricia and her men did not need to stay here for that. The little blonde woman and he crew she came here with were back and the giant mining droids finished loading up their shipment of phrick Into the cargo bay of the Nexu Tango. With a smile on her face she watched the giant droids go back and a long day was behind them. Walking into the ships cargo bay she took off her helmet and the cool air hit her like a feeling of pure bliss. She stripped down into her underwear and got a few looks as she did so, but the woman simply didn't care. They had done what they came out to accomplish and now it was time to go home to see her babies.

"Alright Ravens, great work. And to our friends staying. Danger Ranger will be right here. This is Red Dress and Nexu Tango signing off." Patricia gave one last announcement then sighed happily resting on the floor of the cargo hold next to mounds of phrick they had rightfully earned.

 

[Lurcano Car'dann]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Wildlife Watch

Suddenly over Lurcano's comm he heard some static before Red Dress' message came in.

Red Dress: "Guardian One Actual, this is Red Dress. Get ready to pack it in, I'm calling the clankers in to take over."

Lurcnao Car'dann: "Alright men, you heard her. Pack it all up, we're heading back to the facility to get the hell out of here."

This announcement was met with much cheering from the men as they were all extremely eager to get off the hellhole which was otherwise known as Demonsgate. Lurcano rushed down the hill, heading for the cool interior of the newly set up facility which hopefully had air conditioning. The hot and rowdy men entered the cargo hold, and Lurcano took off his helmet; shaking his sweat drenched hair as he did so. He took a breath of the nice cool air, which seemed so much more different then the hot stuffy filtered air which their suits supplied them. Only then did they see Patricia lying on the floor in naught but her underwear. Lurcano suppressed a chuckle before saying to his men,

Lurcnao Car'dann: "Now ain't that a sight for sore eyes? Especially after a day of hard work, eh fellows?"

Lurcano chuckled with his men though everyone made sure their lewd comments and noises would be made low enough so their captain wouldn't hear. Lurcano approached, mentally reminding himself to stare straight forward because he knew he couldn't trust his eyes anywhere other then the unremarkable gray exterior of the cargo hold.

Lurcnao Car'dann: "Mission accomplished I suppose captain. Now with your permission, might I ask two things? When the hell are we getting off this shithole and back to Nar Shaddaa, and when am I getting payment because this was a whole lot more then I bargained for. Sir." Lurcano added the sir in as an afterthought, because even though she was half naked and he was a foot taller then her and weighed twice as much, Tmoxin's warning ran true and he wasn't eager for round two when round one had nearly broken his arm.


Patricia Susan Garter Tmoxin Temi

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Ranator Cargo Hold
Objective: Rest

[member="Lurcano Car'dann"]

Normally Patricia would be quite flattered by the man's comment about her lying around in her underwear, hell she prop ably would have taken him back to her private quarters for some sweaty adult fun time in a shower. But, that was before she met the man of her dreams [member="Jarven Zexxel"] and was doing her best to be faithful to him before they got married. So Patricia just lifted up her right hand in a fist and with her left she made a cranking motion like she was rolling up a window on a speeder, and slowly her middle finger on her right hand was extended with a rather pretty engagement ring attatched to it. She moved it from left to right for all of guardian squad then put it down cranking it back in before doing so.

"You'll get paid right now." Patricia lifted up her left hand and activated the Browncoat data logger on it to quickly wire one hundred thousand credits to the man.

"You'll also be getting some phrik products from this, and I will be sure to give you a favor for whatever you want on Nar'Shadda. In realistic terms of course." All and all it was a very lucrative endeavor for the man and he was paid a very handsome amount of money and a promotion was certainly on the horizon for him.

 

[Lurcano Car'dann]

Location: Hot Box
Objective: Pack it In

Red Dress: "You'll get paid right now. You'll also be getting some phrik products from this, and I will be sure to give you a favor for whatever you want on Nar'Shadda. In realistic terms of course."

Lurcano chuckled and shook his head. He didn't bother to hide his looks now, and surveyed his superior. She was entirely unassuming, and quite tiny. Yet she already painted a picture he didn't want to kark with.

Lurcano Car'dann: "Already loads more fun then the Sergent, Captain.'preciate the opportunity and hopefully we'll be getting the chance to work together more closely eh?"

Lurcano walked away laughing quietly, throwing in that last comment for the fellow who'd managed to put the engagement ring on such a girl. If this was the girl, he shuttered to meet the man. He headed back to his quarters to take a much needed shower before heading out and back to Nar Shaddaa.

Patricia Susan Garter

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Location: In between sword practices

Jarven was sitting down to take a break when he got a bad feeling...about something. He felt like someone, somwhere, was maligning his fiancee. Pulling out his commputer, he typed a message to send off to [member="Patricia Susan Garter"].
"Hey, babe. How are you doing? Everything going alright? Got anyone you want me to beat up, maim, blackmail, extort, and/or hog-tie? Frell, you know I'd kill for you, hunny."


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[Miss Blonde]

Location: Ranator Hanger
Objective: Laugh


[member="Jarven Zexxel"] had a sixth sense apparently when another man showed her a sign of flirtation or attraction, this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, the woman was very attractive and she was a Playhutt model for Playhutt magazine at point in her life. So if someone wanted to see what was under that dress and underwear it really wasn't too hard to find on the holonet. Lifting up her comm unit she read the message and began to laugh, little snorts and giggles left her mouth and nose and she read it.

"I love you." She said to herself, he wouldn't hear it but it was something she said to herself to remind her no matter how much her drive was telling her to go mate she was saving it for her wedding night with her innocent fiancé.

Getting on her data logger she typed up a message to her man and smiled as she did so. The tiny five foot two woman enjoying herself.

"No honey, thank you for checking up on me. I need you to put Kincaid to bed tonight and tell Erika I will take her to ballet tomorrow. Oh and please try not to leave your guns on the counter again you know how I feel about unsecured fire arms in the kitchen. Love you <3" and with that Patricia sent the message and giggled again