After @[member="CHANI"] mentioned it Rozala began to hear the sirens and banked a hard left to try and outrun them. Since that proved to be harder than expected she just tried to go through traffic, trying to maneuver around all other speeders and such to avoid them. It was hard to keep it steady for @[member="John Stryker"] to throw given that she was about to enter a high speeding zone, but it was either that or slow down so they could catch them. Not a matter of doing both.
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Nightmares.
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John Stryker
Character
Stryker’s eye glanced down as the glove box falls open. He didn't take notice of the bag of red powder, but he did notice the sticks. If they where what he thought they where, then this woman had something in common with him. The Corellian took the ball and rolled down his window as he felt he car moved in between oncoming traffic weaving back and forth. Stryker cross-grabbed his blaster taking it up in his left hand as he held the red ball object in his right while pushing his upper torso out through the half opened window. Without giving the perusing police officers a chance, he took aim at their driver side window and fires off a few continuous shots, sending yellow blaster bolts against the armored glass. Stryker knew he wouldn't damage it with his blaster but he wasn't trying too, he just needed to keep them from attacking.
John took a slow deep breath. It started to pan out that everyone within the group had their specialty and it was time that he drew upon his own. Stryker raised his right hand a bit as his good eye locked onto the grill of the large armored police speeder waiting for a right moment. Seconds passed before he over hand throws the ball as the armored speeder moves forwards trying to ram them again but misses their bumper thanks to @[member="Rozala"].
However, the red ball sails through the air and lands onto the pursuer's front grill. John noticed the passenger side window began to roll down as the officer slid his blaster rifle out through the crack. Stryker gripped the outer trim above the door with his now freed right hand then twisted sideways wile firing rounds towards the passenger side door in a position and angle that would of been near impossible for most to aim. The officer riding shotgun flinches in reaction and drops his blaster rifle while falling backwards in the armored speeder.
“Pull me in and let’s get out of here!” the gunslinger yelled back down towards. @[member="CHANI"]
John took a slow deep breath. It started to pan out that everyone within the group had their specialty and it was time that he drew upon his own. Stryker raised his right hand a bit as his good eye locked onto the grill of the large armored police speeder waiting for a right moment. Seconds passed before he over hand throws the ball as the armored speeder moves forwards trying to ram them again but misses their bumper thanks to @[member="Rozala"].
However, the red ball sails through the air and lands onto the pursuer's front grill. John noticed the passenger side window began to roll down as the officer slid his blaster rifle out through the crack. Stryker gripped the outer trim above the door with his now freed right hand then twisted sideways wile firing rounds towards the passenger side door in a position and angle that would of been near impossible for most to aim. The officer riding shotgun flinches in reaction and drops his blaster rifle while falling backwards in the armored speeder.
“Pull me in and let’s get out of here!” the gunslinger yelled back down towards. @[member="CHANI"]
CHANI
Active Member
Feeling sick from all the bobbing and weaving and sudden turns she managed to grasp the hem of @[member="John Stryker"] 's leather jacket, aided by the sudden turns @[member="Rozala "]expertly conducted, drew the man back into the speeder. As this moment occurred, a small explosion sounded, not big enough to blow the whole pursuing car up, but a specialized blast meant to destroy the police car's engine only, awarding the crew a few minutes reprieve from the chase, if an officer was looking at the GPS screen of the bus-car they'd notice it was stationary and presumably arrested said criminals, instead of completely destroyed.
For a moment Chani thought she could actually relax, take a breath, this feeling compounded as 'c e l e s t r o n' hotels came into view, the third largest building on Coruscant, they weren't in the project fields anymore. She turned to @[member="Rozala "]"Lets pull into this garage, take us to the top, VIP all the way up, give the droid the security card and just go, don't let them get a look in here."
From under her seat Chani produced a blanket, turning the opposite way as to not bruise her wound, @[member="John Stryker"] "Give me your jacket and take this quilt, put it over yourself and lay down in back." she draped johns jacket over her legs, hiding her wound, pretending to be asleep. "If the droid doesn't scan any weapons or wounds in the car it won't file a report."
For a moment Chani thought she could actually relax, take a breath, this feeling compounded as 'c e l e s t r o n' hotels came into view, the third largest building on Coruscant, they weren't in the project fields anymore. She turned to @[member="Rozala "]"Lets pull into this garage, take us to the top, VIP all the way up, give the droid the security card and just go, don't let them get a look in here."
From under her seat Chani produced a blanket, turning the opposite way as to not bruise her wound, @[member="John Stryker"] "Give me your jacket and take this quilt, put it over yourself and lay down in back." she draped johns jacket over her legs, hiding her wound, pretending to be asleep. "If the droid doesn't scan any weapons or wounds in the car it won't file a report."
Taking the card Rozala nodded before bringing the speeder towards the garage @[member="CHANI"] had pointed out. They were three cars behind getting in, only adding the the tension of what would happen once they got to the droid itself. As they came closer Rozala looked between Chani and @[member="John Stryker"], making sure both of them were ready when the time came. Finally they reached the droid and, being as careful as ever, Rozala slipped off her clawed gloves, handing them to Chani to hide, before slipping the card out from the small crack of the speeder window so it wouldn't fully see inside.
John Stryker
Character
Stryker fell backwards once inside their speeder just as he hears the small explosion. "I guess it worked." he mumbled then sat up afterwords. A few minutes passed before he spotted the hotel as @[member="CHANI"] explained the situation. He slid his blaster pistol into his jacket and hands it over to her. "Don't loose it!" he said a bit sharply then flopped down on the back seat. The Corellian took the blanket and tossed it over his body as he laid as flat as possible to appear as a simple blanket spread along the back seat. Stryker's dark brown eye appeared out as he watched @[member="Rozala "]pull up towards the entrance then hid his face completely.
Seconds that felt like hours passed as @[member="Rozala "]took them as quickly as possible past the droid and into the hotel lot. John hoped that their rushed enterance wasn't going to raise suspicions among the staff but only come off as impatient tenants. A small jolt came as they pulled into the parking spot at the top VIP area.
Seconds that felt like hours passed as @[member="Rozala "]took them as quickly as possible past the droid and into the hotel lot. John hoped that their rushed enterance wasn't going to raise suspicions among the staff but only come off as impatient tenants. A small jolt came as they pulled into the parking spot at the top VIP area.
CHANI
Active Member
As the group pulled up to the droid its scanner swept the car, barely passing over the blanket in the back, @[member="Rozala "]had only rolled the window down a bit to hand the card over, this proved to be most rewarding as Chani addressed the droid,
"Chani and guest." and the droid waved them by, she audibly sighed and winced at the throbbing pain in her leg. The ride up to the VIP ramp ended soon enough and the ramp vaulted their car like a winding escalator all the way up at an impressive speed. "We have the third floor penthouse, @[member="John Stryker"] I'll need your help to carry something in the trunk, Rozala check the room before we go in." She predicted @[member="Rozala "]possessed a keen awareness and danger meter, better suited for clearing a room. "We are not expecting visitors."
As the speeder finally was allowed to disembark the harness, they rolled into the personal parking floor and up to the large double doors, metallic blue in appearance, an upgrade to prevent blaster fire or some random hostility. Chani hopped out of the speeder barely on both feet, making sure to grab the two sticks and red bag of dust, making her way slowly around to the trunk she palmed it with her hand print and the back hood flew open. The trunk was filled with a greyish putty looking substance and suspended atop it on the trunk door was a plethora of devices and one giant satellite.
She pointed to the satellite, "Grab that @[member="John Stryker"], and proceeded to accumulate the remaining devices before waiting for the all clear from @[member="Rozala "].
"Chani and guest." and the droid waved them by, she audibly sighed and winced at the throbbing pain in her leg. The ride up to the VIP ramp ended soon enough and the ramp vaulted their car like a winding escalator all the way up at an impressive speed. "We have the third floor penthouse, @[member="John Stryker"] I'll need your help to carry something in the trunk, Rozala check the room before we go in." She predicted @[member="Rozala "]possessed a keen awareness and danger meter, better suited for clearing a room. "We are not expecting visitors."
As the speeder finally was allowed to disembark the harness, they rolled into the personal parking floor and up to the large double doors, metallic blue in appearance, an upgrade to prevent blaster fire or some random hostility. Chani hopped out of the speeder barely on both feet, making sure to grab the two sticks and red bag of dust, making her way slowly around to the trunk she palmed it with her hand print and the back hood flew open. The trunk was filled with a greyish putty looking substance and suspended atop it on the trunk door was a plethora of devices and one giant satellite.
She pointed to the satellite, "Grab that @[member="John Stryker"], and proceeded to accumulate the remaining devices before waiting for the all clear from @[member="Rozala "].
After they parked and @[member="CHANI"] told Rozala to check the room she nodded before heading off. Entering carefully it took a few minutes for the assassin to search around to find what she could find. Given how it was a pent house there were a number of areas to check, mainly the ones where anyone could easily hide and where someone like her would try to hide. Nothing. Not anything she could see at least. That meant it was all clear. She walked back to Chani and @[member="John Stryker"] and nodded for the all clear before walking back with them inside to enjoy the possible explanation of both Chani and Stryker.
John Stryker
Character
Took the satellite device from @[member="CHANI"] with a puzzled expression across his face as he started to wonder even more as to what he was wrapped up in. Once hearing the all clear from @[member="Rozala "],Stryker enters the room and sits the satellite down onto a small arm chair next to the door and tosses his leather jacket onto a coat rack on the other side. The Corellian looked around taking in the surroundings that made up the lavish VIP room. "Is this your place?" he asked once Chani had joined them.
Stryker walked over towards the bed and sat down onto the edge of it while looking up towards the red haired woman as his lips pressed together silently for a few seconds. "So, what is it exactly that's going on?" he asked then glanced sideways with his good eye towards Rozala.
Stryker walked over towards the bed and sat down onto the edge of it while looking up towards the red haired woman as his lips pressed together silently for a few seconds. "So, what is it exactly that's going on?" he asked then glanced sideways with his good eye towards Rozala.
CHANI
Active Member
She gave them the nod of approval and Chani slowly followed John into the penthouse, the place looked beautiful in a sort of Shinto theme, the satellite was placed atop a small chair and she motioned for John to put it on the ground, after this she lightly dropped the bag of devices upside down, setting aside one thick heavy yet small looking box, the remaining equipment latched, snapped and slipped into the large dish in one way or another, sounding in a satisfying click as each slid into place.
@[member="John Stryker"] asked a question Chani barely heard and smiled to herself, "C e l e s t r o n," was her initial answer to him.
She dragged the assembled dish to a large window, a pair of double doors in the middle of the floor to ceiling window wall, opening those she shoved the satellite as far into the balcony as she could manage. Retrieving the heavy little black box she streamed a little cord from its side to the satellite and the whole device began to hum a sound that reminded her of a live fuse, a small screen appeared on the black box after tiny doors atop it swooped open, the black box auto configured and the satellite turned forty five degrees, moving a bit more outside as part made contact with the window, then stopped.
Feeling @[member="Rozala "]stare at the back of her head was like the fear of falling off a tall ladder, fluttery stomach and forlorning logic, John however broke the verbal ice, now she had no choice but to give them answers, "Here watch this," Chani produced a device from her strap pocket, a kind of watch, it activated with her slightest touch and a hologram sprung to life.
Hologram
Welcome! *a friendly voice boomed* You have been chosen as one of fifty billion contestants to earn a special packaged vacation. For only twenty eight hours of your time you will win a free vacation on a planet of your choice, free identity swipe, your bounty will no longer be in any system! AND that's not all, you will also win two arms full of credits and luxury liner transport to whichever planet you choose!
end hologram
"Do you accept?," looking to each of them her hand hovered over the green yes and red no button that appeared on the touch pad.
@[member="John Stryker"] asked a question Chani barely heard and smiled to herself, "C e l e s t r o n," was her initial answer to him.
She dragged the assembled dish to a large window, a pair of double doors in the middle of the floor to ceiling window wall, opening those she shoved the satellite as far into the balcony as she could manage. Retrieving the heavy little black box she streamed a little cord from its side to the satellite and the whole device began to hum a sound that reminded her of a live fuse, a small screen appeared on the black box after tiny doors atop it swooped open, the black box auto configured and the satellite turned forty five degrees, moving a bit more outside as part made contact with the window, then stopped.
Feeling @[member="Rozala "]stare at the back of her head was like the fear of falling off a tall ladder, fluttery stomach and forlorning logic, John however broke the verbal ice, now she had no choice but to give them answers, "Here watch this," Chani produced a device from her strap pocket, a kind of watch, it activated with her slightest touch and a hologram sprung to life.
Hologram
Welcome! *a friendly voice boomed* You have been chosen as one of fifty billion contestants to earn a special packaged vacation. For only twenty eight hours of your time you will win a free vacation on a planet of your choice, free identity swipe, your bounty will no longer be in any system! AND that's not all, you will also win two arms full of credits and luxury liner transport to whichever planet you choose!
end hologram
"Do you accept?," looking to each of them her hand hovered over the green yes and red no button that appeared on the touch pad.
John Stryker
Character
Stryker quirks an eyebrow in response to the transmission. "They're trying to catch you over this?" he asked then shook his head. The whole thing felt like some sort of cheesy info commercial advert on a late night holo session. John stood up and look back at @[member="Rozala "]wondering what her though on this whole situation where, though he doubted she'd finally say a word.
"Come on....that can wait." he said a bit quietly to @[member="CHANI"] and took her hand gently while sitting the box down. Stryker's own touch would feel warm and full of life but his skin would been a bit well warn and a bit rough as if from years of rough living as he lead her towards the bathroom and shut the door behind them. "There, sit up on that." he directed while pointing towards the edge of the bathroom counter. "We need to take a look at your leg." Once CHANI was in place, he would start to go through the drawers under the counter until he found some medical supplies. The man's pair of dark brown eyes looked up towards the red headed woman's for a few moments in silence then reached up to push her pant leg up and over in order to look at the wound. "Good. It may hurt like hell but it isn't that bad. I can clean it up and first change we get, we'll stop by a hospital and order a run of bacta to repair any minor damage you may have." Stryker said with a nod to himself before taking up a bottle of cleaner and pouring some onto a large piece of gauze. "This will sting but you need it cleaned of any carbon." he told her then slowly placed it over the cauterized burn.
"Come on....that can wait." he said a bit quietly to @[member="CHANI"] and took her hand gently while sitting the box down. Stryker's own touch would feel warm and full of life but his skin would been a bit well warn and a bit rough as if from years of rough living as he lead her towards the bathroom and shut the door behind them. "There, sit up on that." he directed while pointing towards the edge of the bathroom counter. "We need to take a look at your leg." Once CHANI was in place, he would start to go through the drawers under the counter until he found some medical supplies. The man's pair of dark brown eyes looked up towards the red headed woman's for a few moments in silence then reached up to push her pant leg up and over in order to look at the wound. "Good. It may hurt like hell but it isn't that bad. I can clean it up and first change we get, we'll stop by a hospital and order a run of bacta to repair any minor damage you may have." Stryker said with a nod to himself before taking up a bottle of cleaner and pouring some onto a large piece of gauze. "This will sting but you need it cleaned of any carbon." he told her then slowly placed it over the cauterized burn.
Rozala found herself over by the nearest window, looking out and around for any possible threats from outside. For all she knew the men may have had more accomplices that followed them. As such she acted as a watcher for them, waiting to see while they talked on about what this was all about. When the mention of this all being for a prize contest or whatever it was, even she had to look back thinking it was such a crazy thing. She shook her head at how silly it all seemed before Stryker went off with @[member="CHANI"] to fix up her injuires. She just stayed where she was and kept an eye out while they did what they needed.
@[member="John Stryker"]
@[member="John Stryker"]
CHANI
Active Member
He placed the chemical on her leg and she winced, but in a fast swipe clicked something inside the wound, her eyes met John's as she voicelessly told him to wait, she took both her hands and stuffed them in her leg using one to pull the skin and sinew aside and the other to once again click something inside her leg, a weird vroom came out of the leg like something powering down, her eyes never left John's gaze as she unfastened the leg and the whole thing came off, the look of surprise was evident on his face and she fastened it back on with a reverse vroom and powering up.
"This is not that kind of leg, it's a cybernetic model, c e l e s t r o n made it for me," at the mention of this name, a little piece of the bizarre puzzle they where wrapped up in should have been evident to @[member="John Stryker"] as she got up, pushed him aside a little and broke his gaze.
"Look, listen," she said, playing the message again on the holo watch, "listen to the words alphabetically," she mentioned everything alphabetically and then continued, "now break it up into what sort of makes sense," looking to both of them back and forth, "a2, bounty, choice, credits, earn. -Stop-, -go-, -repeat-, "Arms, billion, eight, package, transport, special..." she let the works sink in individually and then repeated the message that made sense,
She looked to the screen, "Two bounties for credits, on the block of arms a billion, a transport will be waiting special order, -now look," she clicked the yes button, @[member="Rozala "], @[member="John Stryker"] both appeared on the screen, with a third optional picture of Chani. The pictures of Rozala and John where older ones but Chani's was up to date,
"That is why they came after me and not you two right away, they recognized me but both of you look different, we didn't happen to meet in that place, I was the one that called you for the job @[member="John Stryker"], and I had us meet at a place @[member="Rozala "]was known to visit. Someone is after us, there are bounties on all our heads and I stole this equipment from the Trandoshin lizardman before making my way to the bar to collect you two, i didn't expect him to be following me. We have something to solve here if any of us are going to get off Coruscant alive."
Chani pressed a button on the box and the satellite emitted a blinding flash of light for a brief moment and a laser like beam shot into the sky, like a period at the end of a long sentence that made some document signed, notarized and delivered; she had just accepted all of their bounties, even her own, the Trandoshin was dead, but no one off planet knew that, they thought he was still alive,
"I just sent an acceptance message to whoever hired the Lizard Bounty Hunter, it should buy us a few days,"
"This is not that kind of leg, it's a cybernetic model, c e l e s t r o n made it for me," at the mention of this name, a little piece of the bizarre puzzle they where wrapped up in should have been evident to @[member="John Stryker"] as she got up, pushed him aside a little and broke his gaze.
"Look, listen," she said, playing the message again on the holo watch, "listen to the words alphabetically," she mentioned everything alphabetically and then continued, "now break it up into what sort of makes sense," looking to both of them back and forth, "a2, bounty, choice, credits, earn. -Stop-, -go-, -repeat-, "Arms, billion, eight, package, transport, special..." she let the works sink in individually and then repeated the message that made sense,
She looked to the screen, "Two bounties for credits, on the block of arms a billion, a transport will be waiting special order, -now look," she clicked the yes button, @[member="Rozala "], @[member="John Stryker"] both appeared on the screen, with a third optional picture of Chani. The pictures of Rozala and John where older ones but Chani's was up to date,
"That is why they came after me and not you two right away, they recognized me but both of you look different, we didn't happen to meet in that place, I was the one that called you for the job @[member="John Stryker"], and I had us meet at a place @[member="Rozala "]was known to visit. Someone is after us, there are bounties on all our heads and I stole this equipment from the Trandoshin lizardman before making my way to the bar to collect you two, i didn't expect him to be following me. We have something to solve here if any of us are going to get off Coruscant alive."
Chani pressed a button on the box and the satellite emitted a blinding flash of light for a brief moment and a laser like beam shot into the sky, like a period at the end of a long sentence that made some document signed, notarized and delivered; she had just accepted all of their bounties, even her own, the Trandoshin was dead, but no one off planet knew that, they thought he was still alive,
"I just sent an acceptance message to whoever hired the Lizard Bounty Hunter, it should buy us a few days,"
John Stryker
Character
Watched as @[member="CHANI"] stuck her hand into her leg. If the reaction had bothered Stryker before realizing it was a cybernetic limb, it didn't show on his outer expression. The Corellian just sat on one knee as he watched the red haired woman begin to work onto her own leg. Once she told him about what was going on, his eyes widen as the pieces began to fall into their places.
John remained silent as he leaned on the door frame of the bathroom while watching the holovid again. Once it was over, a small smirk crossed his face in a somewhat cocky manner. "So, you are the one I was suppose to meet in the cantina and now all three of us have bounties on our heads?" he asked somewhat surprised. John was upset for a moment but shrugged it off knowing it was bound to happen. After he had shot that Trando in the cantina then basically assaulted the police speeder, It was only a matter of time before their faces would be published.
With nothing else to say, Stryker looked back at CHANI then towards@[member="Rozala "]as he took a moment to wonder how she was processing all of this. Stryker took a step step back as his eyes returned to CHANI as if he had just noticed something. There was something different about her, perhaps he didn't notice it while being somewhat under the effect of his drinks followed by the shoot out that took place only hours ago. The strange woman held a certain beauty and yet uniqueness about her that couldn't help but make Stryker curious. "I am going to take a shower." he told her them while he ran a hand through his hair that was stained by the Tandoshian's blood. Stryker shut the door slowly but didn't bother locking it. A few minutes passed before the sound of running water appeared.
John remained silent as he leaned on the door frame of the bathroom while watching the holovid again. Once it was over, a small smirk crossed his face in a somewhat cocky manner. "So, you are the one I was suppose to meet in the cantina and now all three of us have bounties on our heads?" he asked somewhat surprised. John was upset for a moment but shrugged it off knowing it was bound to happen. After he had shot that Trando in the cantina then basically assaulted the police speeder, It was only a matter of time before their faces would be published.
With nothing else to say, Stryker looked back at CHANI then towards@[member="Rozala "]as he took a moment to wonder how she was processing all of this. Stryker took a step step back as his eyes returned to CHANI as if he had just noticed something. There was something different about her, perhaps he didn't notice it while being somewhat under the effect of his drinks followed by the shoot out that took place only hours ago. The strange woman held a certain beauty and yet uniqueness about her that couldn't help but make Stryker curious. "I am going to take a shower." he told her them while he ran a hand through his hair that was stained by the Tandoshian's blood. Stryker shut the door slowly but didn't bother locking it. A few minutes passed before the sound of running water appeared.
Upon hearing the information and then seeing her image appear, Rozala stared with an intense anger. She'd sliped up but how? Someone got the bounty on her head for some reason when she was usually the one to collect on them. But now someone had it out for her, the hired hand now being targeted by other hired hands. A risky thing. Her hand gripped into a first for a mome as she took this all in. When @[member="John Stryker"] went off for the shower shs eid notice his odd look towards @[member="CHANI"]. She said nothing but had a feeling of what it meant. While he went off she removed her clawed gloves, revealing her normal hands, that had the nails painted black like the ones on her feet, as she cracked them. Afterwards she just looked to Chani, not sure what she was or wasn't allowed to do while a guest in her home.
CHANI
Active Member
All of the planning led to this little movement of exchanged glances, @[member="John Stryker"] waltzed off to cleanse the day's battle fatigue, his particular stare upon her might as well have been a foreign gesture, she read him wrong in the washroom, trying to gauge his reaction to their predicament, he seemed to have a talent for poker. @[member="Rozala "]clenched her fist, seeming to read John without trouble, Chani had lost more than she thought over the years, one trait seems to have been the ability to glimpse past a poker face. Rozala stared at her with a blank almost questioning expression,
"I have never been here before, c e l e s t r o n provided this room, I could use that satellite to communicate for some kind of help, but I'm afraid they, whoever they are, will track us through it, it's risky, could go either way," an expression of vulnerability crossed Chani's face and she shivered a little as her mind reeled at all the possibilities of their predicament, she only could do so much, this feeling swelled inside and she drew legs up to chest, laying her face on both knees, grasping them for comfort in the chair.
"I have never been here before, c e l e s t r o n provided this room, I could use that satellite to communicate for some kind of help, but I'm afraid they, whoever they are, will track us through it, it's risky, could go either way," an expression of vulnerability crossed Chani's face and she shivered a little as her mind reeled at all the possibilities of their predicament, she only could do so much, this feeling swelled inside and she drew legs up to chest, laying her face on both knees, grasping them for comfort in the chair.
John Stryker
Character
After a little while, Stryker came back out from the bathroom dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of charcoal gray cargo pants that he had found in a drawer within the bathroom. The man's face had been trimmed down to a short stubble giving him more of a appearance of a person in his mid thirties. "So, what is our first move?" he asked @CHANI calmly. John began to wonder if he was starting to loose it. First, it was the spontaneous action of coming to the woman's aid in the cantina and now, he came over and placed a hand onto the woman's shoulder before assuring her that everything will be OK. These actions where not the type of things that Stryker usually concerned himself with. Normally he only cared about watching out for himself.
"@Rozala, you've been quiet during this whole thing, what do you think we should do?" he asked then crossed his arms against his chest once again. Stryker knew her type, he was by no means an assassin but had met a few during his time living in the fringes. They where the type who often spoke with actions and manipulation rather then words.
"@Rozala, you've been quiet during this whole thing, what do you think we should do?" he asked then crossed his arms against his chest once again. Stryker knew her type, he was by no means an assassin but had met a few during his time living in the fringes. They where the type who often spoke with actions and manipulation rather then words.
Rozala nodded when @[member="CHANI"] had said to make herself at home. She went over to a nearby couch and laid herself down, relaxing her head on the arm while her body strecthed out. By the time @[member="John Stryker"] came back she closed her eyes and was truly in a more rleaxed state for now. When he asked what to do, Rozala stood up and walked over to him. Instead of saying so she found a nearby pen and apper before writing down "Hide. Wait until safe." then handed it to him.
(So sorry, I didn't get any notice guys.)
(So sorry, I didn't get any notice guys.)
John Stryker
Character
(I have no idea why half the time my tagging works.)
Turned slightly to watch @[member="Rozala "]move from the bed then back up before handing him the note. A small cocky half smirk crossed his face as he watched the blond haired woman. "Hide? That's not my style." he said then placed the paper back into the assassin's hand.
Stryker walked over towards the door and took his jacket and sat his Brylar pistol onto the dresser that sat against the wall directly in front of the bed from across the bedroom. "We need to get some sleep now and head out early. We need to figure out who it is what put a price on our heads and find them." Stryker continued to explain as he rolled up his jacket then sat it on the floor. The Corellian mercenary laid down slowly and propped his head under the his flight jacket. He wondered if @[member="CHANI"] would share the bed with Rozala or they'd fight over. It didn't really matter to him, he'd sleep lightly, if at all, with his blaster and gear nearby. It was a calculated risk for them to spend the night in one spot but he figured between tiredness and CHANI's injured cybernetic leg, they couldn't make much progress.
Turned slightly to watch @[member="Rozala "]move from the bed then back up before handing him the note. A small cocky half smirk crossed his face as he watched the blond haired woman. "Hide? That's not my style." he said then placed the paper back into the assassin's hand.
Stryker walked over towards the door and took his jacket and sat his Brylar pistol onto the dresser that sat against the wall directly in front of the bed from across the bedroom. "We need to get some sleep now and head out early. We need to figure out who it is what put a price on our heads and find them." Stryker continued to explain as he rolled up his jacket then sat it on the floor. The Corellian mercenary laid down slowly and propped his head under the his flight jacket. He wondered if @[member="CHANI"] would share the bed with Rozala or they'd fight over. It didn't really matter to him, he'd sleep lightly, if at all, with his blaster and gear nearby. It was a calculated risk for them to spend the night in one spot but he figured between tiredness and CHANI's injured cybernetic leg, they couldn't make much progress.
CHANI
Active Member
The words where like those echoed from another person, another time, an age old teaching that kept the witful alive and slow dead. The giant penthouse felt like a mausoleum in that stark Shinto style, this put her off ease and made her next move feel that much more meaningful. Striding across the room while John spoke about bed, Rozala insisting on staying put...kicked the satellite over, stomping it with her cybernetic leg as hard as the leg unit could, the stem of this satellite finally snapped in half and she stuck a finger into the top pipe, fishing out a cord which she proceeded to splice with the little heavy black box's interior coils, sparks flashed a few times shocking her.
Sparks shot out once more and the satellite began to hum again, Chani checked her holo watch and stood there for a good few minutes counting, then in a flurry of typing she input a message which in turn sprung out into space in a blinding light.
An hour passed where Chani refused to answer any question with impertinent silence, her muteness only ceased when a speeder arrived right outside their balcony, breaking the tense mood of the room, collecting the red dust and the sticks she jumped into the impromptu cab and laid out her plan,
"I am leaving Coruscant, there is too much heat here and I need off planet like a thirsty person in a desert, I have a ship waiting for us in orbit..."She stared at @[member="Rozala"] , then at @[member="John Stryker"] , "-If you choose to come with, I can't guarantee anything, this is a big predicament i find myself in and you two are simply caught up in the ripples of it, so think long and hard before you get in this car before you decide..." She let the words sink in.
"Because if you step foot in this car you are accepting we are all partners in this insane plot and moving forward will mean we all have to move forward together or we'll all be taken out, not just me, when c e l e s t r o n happens to shine a light on me, finding you two scurrying across Coruscant with me, you will surely end up at the top of their list right next to my name."
"If you don't want to come then I am sure the heat on you two will eventually subside. So if that's what you decide good luck." Just then she stuck a finger into the bag of red powder, brought it to her mouth...and ate it.
Sparks shot out once more and the satellite began to hum again, Chani checked her holo watch and stood there for a good few minutes counting, then in a flurry of typing she input a message which in turn sprung out into space in a blinding light.
An hour passed where Chani refused to answer any question with impertinent silence, her muteness only ceased when a speeder arrived right outside their balcony, breaking the tense mood of the room, collecting the red dust and the sticks she jumped into the impromptu cab and laid out her plan,
"I am leaving Coruscant, there is too much heat here and I need off planet like a thirsty person in a desert, I have a ship waiting for us in orbit..."She stared at @[member="Rozala"] , then at @[member="John Stryker"] , "-If you choose to come with, I can't guarantee anything, this is a big predicament i find myself in and you two are simply caught up in the ripples of it, so think long and hard before you get in this car before you decide..." She let the words sink in.
"Because if you step foot in this car you are accepting we are all partners in this insane plot and moving forward will mean we all have to move forward together or we'll all be taken out, not just me, when c e l e s t r o n happens to shine a light on me, finding you two scurrying across Coruscant with me, you will surely end up at the top of their list right next to my name."
"If you don't want to come then I am sure the heat on you two will eventually subside. So if that's what you decide good luck." Just then she stuck a finger into the bag of red powder, brought it to her mouth...and ate it.
John Stryker
Character
John closed his eye as he listens to @[member="CHANI"] stomp onto the satellite. A slow quiet sigh escapes from between his lips as he then looks up towards the ceiling staring at the beautiful tile work that decorated it. As Chani explained what was now going on and what she had to do, he considered the offer. If Stryker was smart he would do what he normally would, tell the woman that this wasn't what he was planned to be paid for, grab his gear and walk out and forget the whole mess..so why couldn't he? Was he to curious as to see what was at the end of this journey? or was it something else?
"Frak it.." he muttered then stood up, wrapped a hand around the blaster holster and clipped it back onto his belt before taking up his jacket/meg shift pillow and nods. "I'm in." he told the red haired woman then glanced sideways towards @[member="Rozala "]as he now wondered if she would join along or not.
Stryker slides his arms through his jacket as he walked outside. The man's attention turned for a few moments to his surroundings wondering if they were really alone or if there was another group somewhere preparing to tailgate them. The Corellian Mercenary slides into the speeder and sits down.
"Frak it.." he muttered then stood up, wrapped a hand around the blaster holster and clipped it back onto his belt before taking up his jacket/meg shift pillow and nods. "I'm in." he told the red haired woman then glanced sideways towards @[member="Rozala "]as he now wondered if she would join along or not.
Stryker slides his arms through his jacket as he walked outside. The man's attention turned for a few moments to his surroundings wondering if they were really alone or if there was another group somewhere preparing to tailgate them. The Corellian Mercenary slides into the speeder and sits down.
