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Lights of Utapau [Open - Pau City]

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
As he went farther in, the feeling only grew stronger, until he reached a dead end, he walked around the cave, which at this point had taken the form of a circular room, he bumped into something, then he saw it. The bright shine of an object, he looked closer, and he touched it. Suddenly, about 10 bright green, blue, and even yellow lights erupted, he could now see what the objects were....lightsabers?

He growled in curiosity... No... The sabers of fallen Jedi, but why were they here?
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
Brax flew down into the giant tunnel and found the cave, but it was covered with rocks. He blasted the rocks off of the cave with a missile and flew in.
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
Shi saw the Madalorian in front of him, with the lights emitted from his suit lighting the room.

"Rah!: Who are you, and how did you find me?"
He stared at the bounty hunter, and held the lightsaber he had found in his hand, with the bright green light glowing from the saber's hilt.
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
"I've come to collect the Bounty on your head, Shi-Tarnan."

He looked at the lightsaber, a jedi's weapon, this wookie may be more trouble than he thought.

"And I see you found the collection of grievous."

He looked around the room to see the lightsaber which had cut off the strings hanging them to the wall and how they had fallen to the ground, footwork would be hard, considering the chances of your feet getting cut off.
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
The lightsabers, they were that of the ancient droid army general, Grievous. In that moment he had realized, this was the planet he had met his demise.. He was hunting for the mask of grievous, he saw why such an item could be rare.

Shi got into a battle stance, he had no training in saber combat, but he could put up a fight. He did, however, have the force, and melee training with his vibroblade back on Kashyyyk. "Burhhgh: What bounty?"
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
Shi had gotten hit by a blaster bolt, he knelt down, but he got back up, and roared in anger. He swiftly threw the saber into the chest of the Bounty Hunter.
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
The saber penetrated through Brax. It also cut open his jet pack, which caused him to fly around the room, with the lightsaber in his chest, his jet pack exploded, leaving a dead bounty hunter, sitting in a pile of ignited lightsabers, with his armor noticeably blackened from the explosion.
 

Saureen

The Legacy and Revenge of Grevious
From under the hood, Saureen sneered, he didn't care for the questions, even if they weren't directed at him,

"Shut it.." Saureen tried to think of any disparaging titles, but he was at a lost. He shook his head, and continued the sentence where he left off, "Your job isn't to ask questions, just keep smoking and look stern."

Saureen did have some second thoughts, all this scurrying had him thinking, what if this ain't up to snuff. He had no gouge beyond this point, no information, just vague details. But he kept it together, he was the scary masked man after all, and he was impatient as ever. The mask had only been found a few weeks ago, who knows who was after it. Saureen needed to find it, and fast.

[member="Avin Starfire"]
[member="Ala'Tir"]
[member="Bengalo Chergari"]
 

Ala'Tir

The Lamb In Lion's Clothing
With the cigarra came a sense of calm, but also a high. Gen'Dai didn't have lungs, so the smoke was absorbed through all of his body, dispersing euphoria throughout. He was getting irritated by the lack of progress, and now the masked man was telling him to stop asking questions.

"This job seems to be high-risk, low profit. Perhaps I should leave, fool. A brilliant thinker such as you wouldn't need muscle like me, yes?"

[member="Avin Starfire"] [member="Saureen"] [member="Bengalo Chergari"]
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
Shi carefully picked up the corpse of the Bounty Hunter, he searched his belongings, and found his name... "RURGHHH!!: He's the one that told me to get the mask! What am I supposed to do now? I'm practically deserted on this planet!" He found his way back to the entrance, and threw the corpse down the extensive tunnel and into the water.

The wookie climbed back to the top and made his way back to the undercity.

He found some shady dealers who could pay, but not enough to get off the planet. He eventually found another dealer, funny thing was, he was doing things with that same group of people at the cantina. The same people who made the wookie want to leave the bar. He was strong, but he was no gen'dai. The wookie got behind the group and waited for an opening to get a deal with the spiderlike creature, all he heard was chatter about the black market and stuff about looking tough. The wookie kept the green saber hidden from sight, who knows what might happen, they might think of him as a jedi, but he was no jedi.
 
"No worries Jimmy-Jam," Benny replied as they followed the droid "Doubt I'll need you lot 'round for that delivery. Watchin' your bad holos in my theatre, gettin' crumbs in th'anti-grav chamber."

She might have been a little bit proud of her ship. " 'nd calm yer hormones if y'got 'em Buttercup. Ain't you ever worked with Royalty before? All bark, little substance. Just smile and nod your pretty head.Princess don't mean nothin' by it."

The passageways were getting smaller. Still enough room for the Gen'Dai, but he might have been feeling a bit closed in. And much, much darker. The Ryn had her flashlight out as the small droid continued ahead. After a bit of a walk it opened up suddenly into a bustling area. Despite the high number of people it was strangely subdued, most everyone conducting their business in hushed tones. Several looked up at the newcomers, or more precisely, at their light. A particularly tall, gaunt Pau'an sidled up to them.

"Honoured visitors to the dark market, how may I assist you?"

"Nah." Was all Benny said with a friendly smile before delivering a truly vicious right uppercut to the Pau'ans family jewels. He immediately folded up and fell over, wheezing. "And don't think I don't see you sneakin' 'round behind me y'little shite, anyone touches my credits what hasn't earned 'em and these'll be th'red markets."

This snarled warning was delivered loudly enough for anyone nearby to hear, and diminutive though she was, with tail lashing, yellow eyes narrowed and pointed teeth bared, she was intimidating, particularly with the three males arrayed around her. Point made, and the eyes of the dark market turned studiously away from them, she swaggered in, pointing her light wherever she pleased.

A table with things on it that looked old to her and dirty so perhaps they'd been dug up caught her attention. She stood before it, and the two Utai running it cautiously approached. "You like?"

"Eh. Lookin' for somethin' specific. That." She hooked a thumb at Saureens mask. "Original."

The two Utai exchanged a look that Benny didn't much like. "Ah, Wetherell, it is Wetherell you want. Six stalls down, yes."

Benny gave them a long cool look, long enough to have them fidgeting before she turned to walk to this 'Wethererll'. Six stalls down they found a table filled with random bits of what even Benny considered junk, and behind it a human and several Amani. Benny immediately disliked him. There were some instances in which like could recognise like, and when Benny looked at Wetherell, she saw a liar, a charlatan and a fraud. A man who would bluster and charm his way through an encounter. He immediately perked up at the sight of Saureen.

"Ah! A Grievous fan! An interesting being that one! You must have heard of my fabulous find! It's true, I did find it. I'll show you friend, but know now that it will cost you. This is a one of a kind item, no not even an item, a one of a kind opportunity, a chance to be part of history vicariously. And I must warn you, no funny business or my associates will.. have a word."

"Show 'im th'mask Wetherell."

"Of course of course, this is what we're all here for after all eh?"

The man bent down and reverently withdrew an aged and weathered mask from beneath the table, holding it out although it was something precious, holy, offering it to Saureen as Benny looked on, arms crossed and glowering.

[member="Ala'Tir"] [member="Saureen"] @Avin Starfire
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
As the group left, Shi went to the guy.

"Brugghh: How much for the mask?"

"The mask thing eh? I'll pay you 7,000 creds for it aye? That group back there was talkin' bout same darn mask. It gonna be hard to find though so y'all better be careful."

"Berrf: They want the mask too? I think I have competition on my hands, great, just what I needed! I'll get the mask."

The wookie walked away. The same people are also looking for the mask, competitors perhaps? This could not be good. He did not want to fight, he just wanted to get off the dreaded planet.
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
Shi went the same direction they had, and saw them, with the same mask he needed. But it was too late, the group had already got it, they just needed to pay. Shi was desperate. He needed money. Shi walked back to the spiderlike creature.

"Back eh? You got th-"

Before he could finish the sentence, the lightsaber had claimed its second victim of the day. He released the saber and he fell dead. The wookie retrieved the money from the market and went back to he mask's vendor. Taking no notice, he shoved the credits onto the table.

"Bruffff!: 10,000 credits right here, not a bad price for a mask, now give me the mask."

This wasn't about escaping the planet anymore, he had been consumed by power and greed. He would get what he wanted, and leave a trail of bodies behind him if he had to.
 
Just before Saureen could take the mask, the same Wookiee who had been ripping off random peoples arms barged in, howling and shoving credits at Wetherell. Without even pausing the Ryn snatched the mask from the man. She turned it over in her hands considering it, before wrinkling her nose.

"Hmph. Not worth more'n 10,000. Sell it to th'Wookiee an' then mayhaps we can talk real business like adults."

She tossed the mask back onto the table and crossed her arms, feigning indifference as she leaned back into Saureen. Anyone who didn't know them would take it as affection, as her being comfortable around him. One of the things it accomplished however, was to make it very hard for Saureen to snatch the mask or otherwise react to what she'd decided was happening without causing something of a scene.

The Ryn shot the Wookiee a dark look. "Well? Do your business and get out. I'm gettin' real tired of hav'n you dog my steps makin' a damned scene while I'm workin'. I always get th'job done and that's damned hard with folks throwin' arms about."

An elbow might have given Saureen a prod as she stressed part of that speech. The small droid they'd followed to the dark market had approached them once more and was waiting off to the side.

[member="Shi-Tarnan"] [member="Saureen"]
 

Ala'Tir

The Lamb In Lion's Clothing
"Butter-cup? What's that supposed to mean? Agh, you creatures are so strange."

Throwing his arms up in indifference, the Gen'Dai followed the feline female through increasingly tight alleys until they were thrown into a wide space. Then there was a tall, thin alien who was hit rather swiftly by the Ryn in a place which was almost certain, in any species, to cause immobilizing pain.

"Ouch," Ala'Tir quipped. He wasn't one to condone violence, but he was beginning to grow onto the Ryn junker. Her ways were unorthodox, but they reaped results.

The mask was nearly within their grasp, but the same Wookiee who was ripping arms off had followed them to the vendor and had offered 10,000 credits for it. 10,000 credits! Was the dirty, weathered headgear really worth that much? Ala'Tir turned to the Wookiee, then to Saureen, and back to the Wookiee. While he wasn't fond of how the hooded man had spoken to him earlier, he was hired to do a job.

​Ok, sound intimidating...

​"Er...kark off, furbag. The mask is ours."

The Gen'Dai then cleared his throat, looking at his companions for a reaction. Did he say the right thing? Probably not.

@Saureen @Bengalo Chergari [member="Shi-Tarnan"] [member="Avin Starfire"]
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
The wookie looked back at Ala'tir and roared.

He handed the credits to the man, and grabbed the mask. "Bruhf, ourgh: And now I need to sell it." You guys can buy it from me, I just need to get off the planet."
 
"Werl I was thinking since we've got Jimmy-Jam you could be somethin' t'do with peanut butter, but y'ain't very nutty thusfar so it din't seem appropriate, which just left th'butter. Which mighta fit what with meltin' to a yellow puddle when th'heat is on, but then I thought 'No! I got it! Buttercup!' 'Cause then you get yellow and th'butter connection and yer a delicate little flower. Seemed fittin'."

The Ryn explained over her shoulder to the Gen'Dai, having apparently decided to put the Wookiee out of her mind and ignore him until he'd either paid for the mask and left or decided that if they didn't want it neither did he, which seemed like a real possibility.

It was at this point that Ala decided to be intimidating. It was amazing how he could be so threatening when he was silent, just looking there, and then he spoke and you felt like he should be in a library pushing glasses up a nose he didn't have apologising for something. Still, he was trying. The Ryn reached out and give him a pat on the arm, that being about as high as she could comfortably reach.

"Good job Buttercup, but let 'im 'ave it if'n 'e wants it that bad. It's a grubby hat. We don' need it that bad. He starts gettin' rough though and you 'ave my permission t'show him how Gen'dai rip heads off instead of arms. I know you din't like walkin' away from a fight in th'cantina, and I appreciate you quellin' them killer instincts to listen to me, who knows though you might get your chance."

She shrugged philosophically. It was at this point that the Wookiee decided to try and sell them the mask. Maybe you could injure yourself from rolling your eyes really hard. Lord knew she was close. Her patience was up, she turned to the wookiee, tail lashing.

"Are you karking serious y'little hutt-sucking skeezebag! Y'go about murderin' people what you don't even know, push you're way in when I am conducting business and now y'think you can extort me? I'm a bloody Captain you stupid chit! I've a perfectly good ship, I ain't stay'n here cause I've no intention to live in a hole, and all y'had to do was offer me the ten thousand credits or t'work off your fare! YOU GO UP T'THE BLOODY SURFACE, SIT THERE, THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU DONE AND MAYBE, JUST MAYBE I'LL PICK YOU UP ON THE WAY OUT."

At this point the Ryn was roaring at him. Also at the point the Droid edged his way in. "Pardon me, I've a message from the Master, he says watch out for this wookiee as he sliced through the Masters exosuit. He is armed with a lightsaber."

"And y'chopped my contacts arse off? Are you serious right now?"

[member="Shi-Tarnan"] [member="Ala'Tir"] [member="Saureen"]
 

Darth Chekigh

Sith Bounty Hunter
The wookie had second thoughts, maybe if he wanted to get off this planet, war would have to start, he slowly took out his lightsaber without anyone noticing.

"Rurrgh: I just wanna get out of this hellhole, we all benefit from this, you get the rarest item on Utapau, and I get OFF of Utapau. I don't care about the mask, I don't care about General Grievous, I just need to get back to the alliance."
 
"Are you serious right now? You are almost eight feet tall, I've literally just been warned that you have a lightsaber and tried to kill my contact with it and you're low-key pullin' it out. You're right there. I'm lookin' right at you. I ain't payin' you and you ain't gettin' on my ship. Good on you, y'got the rarest item ever, go sell it to a pawn shop or a tourist but shove off and stop buggin' me and mine. I don't know what's wrong with you but I don't want nothin' t'do with it, shoo."

No way was this nutjob getting a credit or a ride from her.

"Last I checked th'Alliance didn't go around murderin' people without cause neither, so maybe work on that."

[member="Shi-Tarnan"]
 

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