Looking for Trouble

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

The Coruscant Underlevels. Late at night, aka god-awfully early in the morning (not that there's much of a difference for a place that Never sees the light of day)

mood music - Tales of the future

Rebekka Brek Madak was looking for trouble, stalking around in shadowy places, and messing with people for fun and profit (aka brawling, mugging, and pickpocketing).

He was wearing slatted blast armor(toso and backplate, codplate, and gaunts), an ammo belt, a low-slung holster with a rigged up pistol in it, and a cargo-pockets tunic-vest filled with stuff, some of which was the stolen credit chips and paper scrip notes that the gang-bangers and other never-do-wells tended to keep around to flash about for machoism and bravado and endless male pissing contests.

Rebekka despised all that, but if anything at all, the galaxy was a school of hard knocks; you either do, or you die. It was like that even when you applied yourself to Jango's Codex.... maybe even more so because of it.

Gone were the days when he could grow his hair long, slip on a pink dress and play on peoples sympathies for a good meal or a fun looking item. Physical puberty had stripped him of alot of (herself). Al that was left to him was Jango's Codex, dumpster scavenging, and the force of violence, of taking what you want away from others, before they either do unto you, or do you in.

Fortunately, he was smart enough early on, and used the time when he could still be (herself) to gain atleast a starting modicum of resources. It wasn't much, but it kept him alive so far. The last time he had successfully used such wiles, it had given him Jango's Codex. After that, it got him nothing but beatings for being a 'worthless, ugly freak'.

Since then, Brek was left with only one path; Boba's Legacy.

 

[Silvia Starfire]

So Silvia might of made a wrong turn, maybe a lot of wrong turns, but now she was in the undercity, that much She was sure of which meant trouble, dispite she didn't have a credit on her, she was in her usual outfit outfitted with her usual slicing gear which meant either A. she would be mugged, dispite it being useless to most or B. she would end up doing a job in exchange for her life. or C. She would end up dead an devoid of her possessions. She walked carefully trying to find someway back up now that she was here. though she doubted it.. Why did she have such a bad time with directions.

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

His blue eyes scanned the absolutely cyberpunk cityscape of the underlevels, and stopped at a rather pathetic looking girl..... a slicer by the look of her, which would also account for her lack of presence. Rebekka would be inclined to bet that she was a good scare away from crapping her pants and passing out of her own accord.

"Are Ya Lost ?" called out a coruscauntii cockney voice from the shadows " Welcome ta Black sector, otherwise known as .... Hell. " Deciding to play the noble demon (like he had a freakin choice ?), Brek Madak smiled as he stepped into the light, looking all the while like some sort of ghost; pale white skin, electric blue eyes, and black hair. The rest of his clothes and stuff was also dull and color-drained. He probably looked plenty scary in his junk-slats blast armor, pockets vest and flipped-out insane-looking double barrel blaster pistol that looked like it would blow up instead of blast laser bolts out of the barrels.

He briefly considered mugging her, but then he would have to find someone willing to hawk whatever slicer junk tech she had on her.... not only that but she was a girl. So, no, he wasn't gonna mug her. Miss slicer had been, in the span of exactly 63 seconds, weighed, measured, and been found not worthy of being mugged.... Now to find out what else she might have to offer....

 

[Silvia Starfire]

Siliva jumped, and then fell, She looked up... cringing, " Don't hurt me..... I will slice for you or something, I am sorry, I seem to have taken a wrong turn or two or three. " She was pathetic, really, and some times she would try the whole flirting thing but in the middle of the undercity that didn't normally go well, unless you wanted to become a prostitue. She looked up, hoping that the man would not kill or beat or maim her. She was curious about this man, he seemed unlike what she expected which she wasn't sure scared her more or less. in exactly 10 seconds, she had fallen and cowered away from the man who she was sure was going to hurt her.

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

Rebekka was deeply offended that she viewed him as he viewed other men; fear, disdain, little more than thinking beasts.

(Mad kids, crookers) - and then the music started up. This music meant that the 99th street queens, an all female gang, were dancing their way down the block, beating people to the beat of the music. Brek, on account of his anatomy, and his younger days, was on their spit-list. Brek is the only male to ever join the 99th street queens for a period of about 2 years, before puberty set in and got him violently ejected from the gang.

Rebekka couldn't help but slide a hand over his face, as he knew exactly what sort of gang-banging psycho's were coming down the block. "Fan-freakin-tastic..."

Looking down at little miss slicer, still cowering away from him, he shook his head. "You wanna live, ya come with me..... unless ya like getting beat to the beat." and then walked away at a brisk pace as the music grew louder, and the screaming of the victims could be heard in time to the thump-thump thump of the bass of the music.

 

[Silvia Starfire]

Silvia got up in a hurry once the options were laid out to her. She scattered towards the man, " ok! " She didn't want to die. Anything was better than being beat to the beat she supposed She had never been in this part of the city and it scared her to the core.. she needed away... " Please get me out of here. " She said as she got very close to the man. It was funny how a second ago she was cringing from him but now she was almost clinging to him.
She just wanted back to the spaceport. That was all she wanted, why did she have to make such wrong turns.

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

Once they were off the street and in what looked like some hole-in-the-wall apartment behind a pair of heavily pitted blast doors, Brek Madak poured himself into a chair and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't normally take anyone to his apartment, his Sanctuary, but it really was the only place that was ever really safe to have a word without being interrupted.

His apartment was the remains of an ancient ship that had landed on courscaunt and never took off again, and looked to be an engineering chamber, with adjacent rooms where engine cores once were. Now there was rooms of stuff which was highly polarized; his room was a scrimped together hard-core paramilitary workshop with a padded cot in it, and another room was what seemed to be a little girls room at one time. There was makeup and little dresses and dolls and jewelry and bras in it. It had been years since Rebekka had gone in that room, a room out of the past for him. A time long ago when his life was better, if such a thing can be said about living in the underlevels.

Another room seemed to be a messy library of scavenged holobooks.

Kicking over what looked to be an astrodroid with an internal wiring harness in shambles, Brek offered her the chair that the broken droid had been shoved onto. He giggled at the crunchy sound the droid carcass made as it smashed into the floor dome-first, and then flipped over and landed with a resounding bang on its frontside.
he smiled thinly at the look on her face and said "One thing is for sure, miss computer hacker, as bonkers as i am, them out there who are straight up twisted and empty in the mind."

 

[Silvia Starfire]

Silvia looked around, noting the fact that this place wasn't like the rest of the district, very interesing, indeed. She saw bits of girls clothing, in a room, and made a note. " Do you have a little girl here? I don't mean to pry..." She smiled, she liked children... She stopped her looking as she took a seat, looking over the droid, it was a mess and not up to her standards but it was his home, so she just smiiled and looked around from her seat. noting the man giggled... not many men giggled... " Seems you have some sort of old ship here . anything useful? I kind of owe you one so consider anything I can offer yours. just let me know what you want help in. " She nodded agreeing with his statement, not that he was bonkers.. but that those were straight up twisted.

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

"Not for some years" Brek said somewhat curtly. He wasnt sure he could safely tell her it was his room as a child.
" Seems you have some sort of old ship here . anything useful? I kind of owe you one so consider anything I can offer yours. just let me know what you want help in. "

"Not anymore, i bartered away the engine cores for favors. As far as i can research, some jedi named skywalker crashed a capital ship during the clone wars, and this is a part of it, which fell into the underlevels soon after that, and so it just sorta got built around down here." He said, getting up and walking towards what looked like an ad-hoc kitchen, to pull down a lever which sent some strange apparatus going.

"I presume you have a ship, you being a topsider and all ?" he asked, his intention obvious in a sly sort of way. Rebekka wanted better skies than what the Underlevels had to offer. Soon enough, the apparatus wound down with a buzz and squirted what smelled and look like stim-caf into 2 cups.

"Stimcaf ?" and offered her a cup.

 

[Silvia Starfire]

"sure why not, and I do, though I am not very good at directions... i am sort of lucky I got to this planet... " She took the cup and too a drink. She wondered what this man did for work and life. He didn't seem to have that bad of a place compared to someplaces she had been. " well I owe you one, so let me know, as I said, you want credits hacked or some piece of equipment deleivered to the wrong place, I can do it all. " She said, Silvia was good at what she did, of course for some reason she never did it for her self . She seemed against using it for herself. She had never questioned it, she just never really needed anything bad enough. She liked the guy for some reason, he seemed like a nice one.. which was rare in a place like this.

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

"Well, aren't you lucky you stumbled into me. I cant get lost. Ever." He was about to tell her that he was ten years old before he figured out that other people could lose their way somewhere. He erred on the better part of Jango's Codex and kept that to himself.

"Really..... Can you hack this old droid back together ? " he smiled devilishly. Rebekka had been fiddling with this old R4 for about a year now, getting nowhere with the wiring harnesses "if you can fix him, you can have him" Now that was incentive. As nice as it would have been to have an astrodroid, it would have probably been stolen away from him the first week out, and he really didnt need an astromech slowing him down making off with other peoples money.
He waited to see what she was made of, and began thinking of the possibilities.....

 

[Silvia Starfire]

Silvia smiled and began to fiddle with the droid, She smiled " Certainly, it is easy. " She grabbed a part from the ship and began adding it to the droid, using her tools as necessary It took her a while, but she got it on. if on meant it beeped when hit and had lights flashing. " Well its on... that is better than nothing." She smiled " Then i would love to have you on my ship if thats the case, I always get lost. always..." She didn't know herself how she managed it. She went back to the droid, and soon it wasn't on anymore but then a light went of in her head and the droid was on and seemed to respond. " Ah ha! " She said just in time for it to turn off again. " Well its progress... "

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

"I might have installed some parts wrong.... It is a relic with no fix-it manuals, after all." Brek said rather amusedly "....and its farther than ive been able to rebuild the droid."

Leaning forward, Rebekka asked a bold question... "What kind of ship do you have ?" He was busy formulating a plan to get the heck out of the underlevels, and depending on the details, they might need to steal something.

Something Very Big.

 

[Silvia Starfire]

She frowned, That was the thing... she didn't think she could actually fit him.. he would fit she decided somwhere in her mind " I was awarded an [URL="http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rogue-class_starfighter"]http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rogue-class_starfighter] Rogue Class Starfighter[/url] " She seemed oblivioius to the fact she had a one man ship. but she was more interested in the droid as she sliced away, getting closer still. Silvia was like that overseeing small or large details about things not related to computers. She just hoped she could get it working, as she loved droids, they were so entertaining.

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

A Rogue class starfighter.

"I see...." Brek commented, deciding that he was gonna have to borrow a pair of hovertrucks, and then steal a ship. Time to pay a visit to Flivver, then. The slimy mon cal owed him a favor for saving his fishy hide in front of Boss Makka.
Of course, that would have to wait, as she needed to fix her new toy, and he needed to get some cargo containers to put stuff into.

Emptying his pockets of stolen stuff into a random jar, of which there were several strewn about, he then refilled his pockets with ammo packs and credit chips. "Ill be back in an hour." Brek figured she was into the droid too much to notice that he would even be gone.

And with that, he walked out and closed the blast doors. Ka-thunk clank.

 

[Silvia Starfire]

Silvia smiled and kept working on the droid.. she hadn't even noticed he had left, she found a few things to make do for parts. It was funny how in a pinch you always managed to make something work when you know that there is no way in hell the thing should even turn on. It was a slow process but by the end of the hour, the droid was on. She smiled as she hacked some libraries and such into its memories, She made sure it had the best she could get from here, which was quite a lot. So she finally realized, that he was gone, so she did some exploring, first going to the little girl's room, That was when she heard Ka-thunk clank Crap.. she hoped he didn't mind, She never had such a child hood.. but she didn't like to dwell on it.. she had learned the hard way.. about life.. not quite this bad.. but learning tech skills was a saving grace.. it made it the difference of why she was here and no in some brothel.. or something. She shuddered, the galaxy was a hard place. She couldn't believe how far she had come. She came out, " Sorry was exploring..."

 

[Rebekka Brek Madak]

"I figured you might.... " He was unsure weather to be annoyed or not....Noticing that the droid was up and working, he spoke "Well, that sure is a feat. Good, you can pull off what i have in mind." Letting her in on his plan, Rebekka told of how he was gonna move out, and they were going to run the gauntlet of swoop-gangs and other never-do-wells, all the way to the surface at no-brakes-speed, and then, came her part; Sylvia was gonna have to hack a larger ship for brek. Nothing ever was exactly free.

Walking back out, Sylvia was next met with the sight of a back end of a speeder-truck. Brek had managed to 'convince' flivver to let him borrow the hovertruck, along with some floater-5 cargo containers, and amazingly, managed to fit the last 6 inches of the truck in past the blast doors, with room to spare.

Hopping out of the cab, he wore a look of absolute amusement "I bet ya nobody else you know can do that !" and threw open the rear door, revealing 4 cargo containers and 8 cargo sleds.