Not Again....

[Lemon]

The interior of the Cargo Bay was silent. Absolutely no sound was being made, the hum of the Firespray itself is all that could be heard. The other captives lounged within their uncomfortably small containers, these weren't really cells, but they effectively prevented anyone from escape. The Besalisk closed his numerous eyes, seemingly at peace with his impending doom as he napped on it. The South-Correlian attempted to do the same, but he was far more uncomfortable with the situation, tossing and turning unable to get anything remotely done, and as for the Duros, he sat still with eyes wide.

"...Any of you have any idea of where we are going?"

​The words spoken managed to gather all of their own attention. Their gazes now fixed on Kay as they then shared glances between each other. The Besalisk spoke up first, "Well, whoever wants you I 'spose. If he wanted you dead you'd be dead already." His eyes darting between the other two, assuming that would give some acknowledgement on whether his statement was correct or not. "You're Lady Kay, right? Miss Blonde's put a big price on your'ead. I take it we're going to wherever she is." The South-Correlian added on. But then...

"Hey! Hey Koda! Can't we just make some other arrangement? One that's better than whatever's being offered for me?"

​Eyes wide on the other three, hushed words being spoken between them but still relatively loud due to their distance and being within a crate of sorts. All of which turned away, pretending to sleep, even through the loud yelling from Kay. The boots of the Bounty Hunter were then being heard descending down the stairs, coming to stand near the bottom of them and leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, "Doubtful." The single word was muttered, glancing towards the other three, "Briefly zap cell two, three and five." Then diverting his gaze back towards the captured Queen.

"Shocking Cells Three, Four and Five." The AI said aloud. Those within their cells did their best to remain still, yet visibly tensed as a second long shock then entered their cells and in turn their bodies, jolting aggressively as they yelped in pain.

The muffled voice from beneath that helmet of his spoke,"Know this: Your King will come for you. Your King will find you, but I will be long gone. You may send your worst after me, but it won't matter, because they'll just die like everyone else until there's nobody left to come." Fett simply stood there afterwards, unmoving, but then the ship lurched out of hyperspace. His head turning it's way to face up the stairs, "Now head to Nar Shaddaa."

"Plotting Course to Nar Shaddaa."

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Darlyn Excron"] | [member="Veiere Arenais"]

 

[WolfMortum]

It took a good number of holo-transmissions and being diverted from one member of the Systems Alliance Intelligence Agency across to the head of Government and the Royal Palace of Chasin City before Veiere would learn the location of one [member="Darlyn Excron"], most frustratingly hospitalized back upon Commenor itself. Swearing under his breath and pacing around his private quarters while the Commenori Pheonix and Terrac frantically turned the durasteel bird back around to return to their homeworld and capital, Veiere damned whatever omen was playing him for a fool and wasting crucial time for which he could be spent trying to track down [member="Lady Kay"] and the man who had abducted her, [member="Koda Fett"] (though Veiere was yet to discover such).

By personal demand of the King of Commenor, against the advice of the hospital staff and medical personnel looking over Darlyn's recovery, Veiere ordered for his release and would see him transported to the nearest landing bay where they would rendezvous and bring him abroad the Kings personel Corvette. While there were questions to be had, and he would damn well get to those, he first had the sense to help bring the Minister of Justice onto the vessel and have him set up within the Medical Bay for which their Protocol droid could look him over and Captain Terrac return to the Cockpit to yet again and hopefully this time do so for the final time before reaching their Queen, take of and depart from the world of Commenor.

"Darlyn...-What happened...?" Veiere asked, a slow exhale escaping between his teeth, jaw kept shut following the first of his questions feeling the strain and stress of the situation playing over him like a knife gently caressing between his shoulder blades searching for the softest mark to cut into. "Vikras reported a some sort of conflict and has jumped to hyperspace, we're en-route there but the logs indicate you were the Commanding Officer. When did you reach Commenor, how long has it been since you've seen my Wife...?".

 

[Darlyn Excron]

Darlyn was more than obviously relieved when he was able to be released from the doctors, even if it was foolish to do so while he was rather injured from the concussive blasts he'd taken. Yet his physical relief at being away from them diminished as he was settled into the medical bay of [member="Veiere Arenais"]'s ship, and the inevitable interview began. To start it off, Darlyn didn't say a word, but gave Veiere a strong look that told him to wait calmly for him to finish. "We were actually back in Commenor, a bit earlier than we expected to be, and after settling in Kay found her tea stocks were low. So she decided to go to the marketplace early today with me, and restock them. She just took me so we would be able to talk. I sensed-"

He coughed hard, and wiped the crimson liquid from his lips as he sat back and continued. "I sensed a lack of life in one area, and i was reminded of voidstone, a transdoshian back on Tartarus had armor made of that. So I knew they were after.. something. Then I got shot with a dart and the Force... it vanished. Kay hid behind me as I was shot at, if it weren't for the Desperado armor's shield I would've been shot down immediately. We hid in a clothing store and tried to escape to the tunnels. I got hit with a thermal detonator, and without the force I sort of took a bit more of a hit than I expected. Kay got, stunned. I tried to get her out, knowing what was at stake, but then the hunters came in. Two Mandalorians, if I saw their helmets right. I couldn't... I couldn't let both of us get captured. If I went too then, well then no one would know who nabbed her at all. So I dove out a window. One of them took her, I don't know who."

When he finished, he coughed again, this time more of a fit, and the amount of blood he wiped away was not something to scoff at. He wasn't likely going to die but he clearly had some injuries that needed some basic tending to. "But the fact that they went for a stun shot means they wanted her alive. Which means she was captured for a bounty. If I hadn't been reassured of that, then I would have fought to the death to protect her. As it is though that means the ships in orbit likely caught a false transponder ID if anything, and certainly not their real direction. I can think of two places bounty hunters would certainly go, Tatooine and Nar Shadda, as well as just about everywhere in the outer rim and unknown region. If I were to put money on where we can find our prey, or information, I would be willing to bet Nar Shadda. It's been.. god I don't know how long. But if there was a conflict in space that's almost certainly the last time Kay was here."

Darlyn reached to his side, and wrapped his fingers around the comforting hilt of his lightsaber.

His hunt was now on, even if he couldn't walk without help.

"Veiere, call [member="Ghorua the Shark"] if you can... The old fish is a powerhouse without the Force. If this man is clever enough to prevent me from using it, he's not risking a fight with a former Grandmaster."

[member="Koda Fett"] :|: [member="Lady Kay"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

The way that the other captives acted, it was as though they had been in his custody for quite some time. It was strange that he would hang onto them for so long, but perhaps they were all going to be dropped off to the same place. Did [member="Koda Fett"] ever feed his captives? Or give them anything to drink? What about bathroom visits? So far she hadn't seen any evidence of either.

Kay heard Koda's footsteps and for the moment she had a flicker of hope that he was going to be reasonable. Yet the reactions of the other captives told her enough. Koda had a cruel streak. She closed her eyes as he shocked the other captives, opening them again when their yelps ceased. There was no need for him to do that, but she figured that she knew why. It was all about power, and he was almost daring her to try something else.

She listened to him speak about [member="Veiere Arenais"] and she hoped that what was said would be true. That [member="Darlyn Excron"] and he would be able to find her in time. As for sending her worst, Kay knew that she'd only use the best against Koda. Afterall, the bounty hunter was very good at his job, yet she knew other hunters as well. [member="Ghorua the Shark"] was one of her dearest friends and a master hunter. He'd be a good match against Koda. Hopefully the two didn't know eachother for that would complicate matters.

Hutt Space. That was their next destination. Not the worst place to go, yet not the best either. Whatever Miss Blonde wanted from her, she had no idea. Hopefully she wouldn't be handed over to the likes of Gorba. Kay had already beaten his bids at an auction and she wasn't sure of whether or not he was the type that held grudges.

"So now what? Are you just going to stand there and stare at me for the rest of the way, and punish the others for talking to me? The least that you could do is get me something to eat and show that you have even the slightest hint of honour in you."

 

[Lemon]

The life of a bounty hunter isn't all Zeltron Go-Go Dancers and Twi'Lek Slave Girls--not by a long shot. Not even for Koda Fett, one of, if not the most notorious bounty hunter in the galaxy. It is a lonely and isolated existence, devoid of emotional attachments, much like the life of an old Jedi - before their kind was extinct that is. And the irony of the situation wasn't lost on Fett, either--the ones who took away the only thing he truly cared about. His Wife. Be it indirectly; their betrayal of the Republic set in motion the events that had him lose everything. Looking in the mirror was a mere reminder of what he had become, seeing his face and that of so many others with her eyes staring back at him, judging him and disapproving of the cruel man she turned him into. This was who he was now, and no matter what others thought of him, he would not dare change.

"So now what? Are you just going to stand there and stare at me for the rest of the way, and punish the others for talking to me? The least that you could do is get me something to eat and show that you have even the slightest hint of honour in you."

Fett squatted down, reaching eye level with Kay. Yet still, she never saw his eyes, that helmet of his was his face now. If not for it he would just be the common clone - though he was far more than just that - he was Koda Fett. A name rightly known and feared across the galaxy, from the deep core to the expanses of wild space. The T-Shaped Visor simply stared at Kay, "Honour isn't killing you. Honour is not accepting your bribe... Sometimes its better to think rather than speak." His words were harsh and his Concordian accent did them no favours. If he truly had no honour in him then the bribe would of been accepted, but no, he honoured his contract.

Koda moved to stand, his right hand reaching into a pouch around the back of his waist. A ration bar appeared in his hand, they no doubt didn't taste very nice but for someone raised on them, they were just food. It was certainly good for you. With an underarm lob the bar went through the air towards Kay, but only to disintegrate as it touched the Ray Shield. With no words he turned and made his way back towards the cockpit. The Concord Spear was well on it's way towards Nar Shaddaa. Time was running out.

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Darlyn Excron"] | [member="Veiere Arenais"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay met his gaze, or rather the reflection of her own from his visor while he crouched down. She furrowed her brows while he spoke. Some of what he had said, she had to agree with. He hasn't tried to kill her yet and she did offer him a bribe. But the way that he was treating her, a pregnant woman no less, it left much to be desired.

And then there it was, he was getting her food. Perhaps that was a breakthrough. She might've been getting through to him. But then the ray shield put an end to that brief glimpse of happiness. Kay just stared at where it was tossed, almost in disbelief. It was a good thing that she didn't try to touch the ray shield.

She huffed as she watched him walk away. "I know far more honourable hunters than you! They go after targets that are evil, not just pick a good person because of greed!" Kay was getting frustrated. But her eyes went to the other captives, hoping that they weren't going to be shocked due to her yelling again. "Sorry..."

Kay's thoughts went to [member="Darlyn Excron"] . She hoped that he was okay and that he had found [member="Veiere Arenais"] . Her distance must be too great to be able to feel their connection. She just stared straight ahead. An opportunity would arise at some point. Hopefully.

 

[Lemon]

Fett made it halfway up the short flight of stairs before Kay began her yelling, ​"I know far more honourable hunters than you! They go after targets that are evil, not just pick a good person because of greed!"

He paused, turning so that she could see his visor, she could see his face as far as anyone really knew. Although the Force Cage prevented any force powers, she could still sense the calm in him from the body language alone. "'The Shark' one of'em?" Koda had done his research. He knew that Ghorua the Shark had captured her once before and that they were now allies. It was a key tool to any hunt, know your target and their experiences. That was just a bit of information he went over.

Fett ascended the stairs further after briefly speaking, reaching the inside of the cockpit to have the door close behind him. What came next was the AI's voice as it echoed about the Cargo Hold, "Shocking Cells Two, Three and Five." The other captives grimaced before writhing and yelling in pain as each bolt entered their body until it eventually stopped. ​"Stop talkin' to'im!" ​The Correlian yelled in anger and pain. At this point he wanted to kill Kay for the pain she caused them, though he couldn't speak for the others.

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Darlyn Excron"] | [member="Veiere Arenais"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay looked up as soon as [member="Koda Fett"] stopped and turned. But instead of getting anywhere, she got nowhere. He knew about [member="Ghorua the Shark"] . The Herglic was once her enemy and then became her most trusted friend. Or at least one of them. Would Koda become the same to her in the future? She didn't know. Kay had a habit of befriending people, influencing them to join her cause. But such things sometimes took time.

Some people were stubborn afterall, yet so was she.

Then came the voice of the AI after Koda left. Kay clenched her jaw as she watched the other captives get shocked. Her eyes dropped to the Correlian as he yelled at her. "Alright!...Alright.. " She turned around in her cage, keeping her back to the rest of them. Tears brimmed her eyes and she didn't want them to see. She blamed her pregnancy for that, yet she knew what Koda was up to as well. He was making the other captives hate her, this way if she somehow managed to escape or if either one of them did, there'd be a greater chance that they would attack her. Meaning that for her own safety, she had to be quiet.

Was this karma? There was certainly a lesson to be learned.

[member="Veiere Arenais"] [member="Darlyn Excron"]

 

[Lemon]

Koda just seemed to be brooding inside the cockpit, idly sitting there as he watched the holograms of the captives he had stowed away. Thoughts of how to transport the Queen so openly on Nar Shaddaa were easily finalised. The Disguise Matrixes, set themselves as two nobodies travelling through Nar Shaddaa. Nobody would even give them a second glance, but what if the Commenor Fleet has dispatched some ships to Nar Shaddaa? It would be his first assumption of where the Bounty Hunter would go. For anything goes on that wretched hive of scum and villainy. As a solution came his gaze shifted to the holographic security footage of the Duros and Correlian.

Disguise the two of them as himself and the Queen, they of course would get all the attention whilst Fett and Kay would slip by undetected. The only problem was the ship, they knew what it looked like. Though Nar Shaddaa traffic should provide enough of a cluster to slip through their fingertips once again.

Meanwhile inside the Cargo Bay everyone seemed to sit idly, grunting and groaning with each movement as the pain lingered. They were no friend of Kay's, she seemed to have no friends in this part of the galaxy. And time was running out, soon enough they would reach the Nar Shaddaa System and that bounty would be handed in. Then Koda Fett would disappear, the only thing left for the King to find would the security footage left on Commenor and his name once Kay was rescued. He had no doubt that she would be, all he had to do was beat them there.

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Veiere Arenais"] | [member="Darlyn Excron"]

 

[WolfMortum]

[member="Ghorua the Shark"]; yes Veiere knew of him quite well though their personal interactions were very little, if any at all. [member="Lady Kay"] had of course told Veiere all about the Big Fish in the Galaxy, an intimidating yet honorable Bounty Hunter, he of whom had earned Kay's respect and later grew to become one of her most trusted friends. His name was often brought up when Veiere's darling wife found herself in a bind. Come to think of it, he had been there for Veiere and her both during the kidnapping and Kay's seduction to the Darkside of the Force by that of [member="Darth Prazutis"]. Of all the words [member="Darlyn Excron"] gave up in explanation, contacting the Shark was among the most sensible of them.

While the medical droid probed and prodded and worked away at the younger male, Veiere sought to find the terminal embedded against the far wall and accessed the communications portal, using the vessels long range transmission system to relay a message to Ghorua. Darlyn was adamant about heading for Nar Shaddaa, a well known hive of criminality and anarchist archetype. If they were lucky then perhaps the big fish was already there either hunting or cashing in on a Bounty.

Ghorua,

Sorry to call upon you like this, seems it's only ever the motive behind our contact but Kay's in trouble and I need good reliable information.

Someone's trying to cash out on her bounty, Mandalorian, armored. We're heading to Nar Shaddaa in hopes of finding them before they can catch [member="Miss Blonde"].

If you can, I'd appreciate any information you can get me. Names, rumors, anything.

Veiere Arenais.

Logging off from the terminal, Veiere would exhale shallowly and soon turn back for Darlyn Excron, a hand waving the droid away dismissively and waiting for it to leave the room before moving to take a seat himself and lean forward burying his elbows in against his knees.

"How the hell has this happened again, and she's pregnant, damn it...".

He cursed under his breath, taking a moment for himself to vent some anger before leaning back into the chair and looking across the room to Darlyn once more. "I've sent word to Ghorua, though it's not a lot to go on...-Hopefully he has contacts that can make some calls or whatever it is bounty hunters do to get a feel out for someone of Kay's importance. Meanwhile...-Rest up, who knows what we may be in for when we get to Nar Shaddaa. The place is a real hole".

[member="Koda Fett"]

 

[Ghorua the Shark]

LOCATION: NAL HUTTA​

EQUIPMENT: IN BIO​

OBJ: HELP​

​

Bakura was always prettiest this time of year.

The collage of beautiful greens slowly began to morph to fiery reds, joyful yellows, and dying browns with the coming of fall. The pine trees stayed ever green, however, an unchanging visage that surrounded and permeated the forests. The lights from the rising sun bounced off everything, leaving scintillating colors to dance in the mornings

And Ghorua was hard at work, halfway across the galaxy from his home.

- - -​

Ghorua threw a pair of grubby-looking Shistavanen into a disgusting cell, locking it after them. He currently found himself on Nal Hutta, running a job for a group of freedom fighters against the Hutt supremacy. Mostly former slaves and rebels, who had killed enough crime bosses to gain some traction. They didn't necessarily pay well, but it wasn't nothing.

Ghorua left their hidden base with a curt nod, despite their thankful praises. He didn't want them to get their hopes up. Ghorua was smart enough to know not to cross Hutts, and he'd rather not go down with their ship. Still, he needed the money, and he could pretend he was doing some good for capturing the criminals for the rebels.

The Shark, a terrifying figure, plastered in heavy armor, stepped through the streets, pushing past pedestrians. He comm'd his ship, the Jawsome, his voice gruff and curt. "And that's how you negotiate for more, Minna."

From the other side of the line came a small happy sound, as Ghorua's adopted daughter giggled. "They seemed really scared of you, Dad."

Ghorua could only chuckle in response. "Yeah, they were."

"Oh, Dad?" Minna suddenly sounded mildly concerned. "You've got a message. From Mr. Arenais."

Ghorua stiffened, a sudden sense of dread overcoming him. Veiere only ever contacted him when...

"Send it to me." Minna complied, and Ghorua got a ping on his datapad. He read the message quickly, and actually blew a small sigh of relief. If it were another Sith, Ghorua would've broke down, but it was Blonde. He could deal with [member="Miss Blonde"] and her Bounty Hunters. He hoped.

Ghorua typed back a quick message, attaching one of his personal files.

//TO: [member="Veiere Arenais"]
FROM: The Shark

I'm sending over some of my research. It's got videos, pictures, and info on every Bounty Hunter I'm aware of. If this guy is worth his salt, he'll be in there.

On Nal Hutta, I'll be there soon.//

[member="Koda Fett"] was certainly in his research, marked Top Tier.

- [member="Lady Kay"] - [member="Darlyn Excron"] -

 

[Darth Abyss]

The shadow of the Black Tie Syndicate still loomed over Nar Shaddaa, but [member="Miss Blonde"] had left the game of crime behind a long time ago. She even made a big announcement and everything, but Darth Abyss would've known either way. They had been close once, they might still were if they ever stumbled upon each other in this chaotic galaxy.

It wasn't the exploration of the remains of his relationship that had called his attention, but instead a rather unlikely situation that had come up. Despite leaving the underworld behind Blonde still had left a mark on it, one that influenced them to this day. Even the bounties she had placed so long ago still remained active despite there being no one to pay them. Well no one but him, probably the last person to keep a few black tie symbols around, just in case.

Normally he wouldn't even make an effort to clear up that mess, but a certain bounty hunter had more or less accidently claimed a price to big for him, or anyone else. It wasn't all day that someone got the jump on [member="Lady Kay"], the Queen of Commenor. Lucky for her Abyss wasn't just well connected in the underworld, but also an ally of hers. Most likely he would be able to work out a solution that would be beneficial for all parties involved. Deep down in his bunker, below even Nar Shaddaa's broken surface the Sith Lord of Crime began to type into the comm terminal, notifying his right hand man [member="Causstik Rahn"] of the situation.

"Causstik, we have a situation at hand.
Some idiot bounty hunter stumbled over Blonde's old bounties and forgot to do his homework. I want him found, and then we will have a little talk. I can pay up what Blonde promised. Then we can give the Commenori Queen back to Commenor, and see what we get out of it. Be ready to earn yourself a few titles of Nobility.

The message ended with a broken laugh, then the connection cut out. The sith husk leaned back in his chair, while he called his men to do work, before rising from it shortly afterwards to meet up with his right hand. His eyes and ears scattered all over Nar Shaddas would aid Causstik in his search, so he had little doubt that they would have s nice little chat in no time.

[member="Koda Fett"]

OOC: I was pointed to this thread cause Blonde doesn't does crime anymore, and Abyss was the closest thing to s follow up in her line of succession. Didn't even noticed it was a private one. If there are any issues I will obviously delete this.

 

[Kay-Larr]

It was quiet. Too quiet. Well, quiet outside of her fellow captives groaning as they moved. At least they weren't held in stress positions. That'd make it worse. But what awaited Kay and the others remained to be seen. The hum of the ship's engines was the only constant. In a way it was comforting as it had meant that they were still moving and hadn't arrived yet.

Kay's tears had stopped a while ago. Now she just sat with her arms resting on her belly, her brows furrowed while she pondered. She had no influence here, that much was certain. Yet once she was outside of the ship, there was hope. Trying to make a break for it once they were outside would be stupid. [member="Koda Fett"] would only shoot her. So that was out of the question. Instead she had to be patient and wait until she was brought in. It wasn't as though she didn't have anything to bargain with. She obviously had a bounty on her for a reason. It's just that she didn't know what that reason was.

Her gaze drifted over to the other captives. Surely talking to them wouldn't result in them being shocked, now would it? When she spoke, her voice was quiet. "Are you guys wanted by Miss Blonde too?...Or someone else?.." Kay was trying to distract herself. She had to go to the bathroom, and more than likely Koda wasn't going to let her out of her cell. In a way she couldn't blame him.

[member="Veiere Arenais"] [member="Darlyn Excron"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Darth Abyss"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]

 

[Lemon]

Was he just an idiot bounty hunter who hadn't done his homework? Hardly. His 'homework' was done and ready to be acted upon. Whereas Blonde stepped out of the game, some of her old associates still remained, and they were willing to pay for those bounties still. Koda wasn't some fool and if someone approached him with a promise as such as Abyss', he wasn't likely to take up on it, in fact it was just not going to happen. He wasn't very trustful, it paid well to be so, if that offer was sent it wasn't likely to be successful. Regardless of how honest it may be.

Among the Cargo Bay nothing was done, mere silence remained a constant with the engines humming being the only real sound. As Kay asked her question, the Duros rolled over, facing her as best he could within that small cage like thing, speaking to her albeit hesitantly, "Miss Blonde? She's been out of action for a long time now... Rumour has it some old associates of her still take up on the bounties, but I couldn't really confirm anything." As for the others, they remained silent, not bothering with her already answered question, "I'd be c-" He began to persist before being cutoff as the Firspray seemed to lurch out of Hyperspace, him jolting within the cell.

In the reflection of the Mandalorian's Visor the white streaks seemed to fade as the Ecumenopolis came into view. The starships coming and going all over the planet, such high traffic for such a heavily populated and visited planet. The lights seemingly visible from space as they made the planet appear as if it glowed. The Concord Spear descended down towards it, making it's way towards the spaceport in which it would successfully land in given some time.

​Meanwhile, as the realisation that they were reaching their destination, the Besalisk spoke up with a menacing smile, "Looks like the end of the line." Though this was said as it descended down towards the planet, well before it landed.

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Veiere Arenais"] | [member="Darlyn Excron"] | [member="Darth Abyss"] | [member="Causstik Rahn"]

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik Rahn had two busty blue Twi’lek’s on his lap. One he caressed with a big scaly hand, the other clung tightly to his chest plate. Their was a large cigarra of spice stuck between his lips and he puffed on the drug idly. The room the lizard was in was the strip lounge in Abyss’s bunker. It was dark and musty with only the occasional strobe light going off. Not that Causstik’s heat sensing eye needed light to see. Dancers strutted their stuff across tables adorned with poles, the strobe light occasionally illuminating their lusty frames.

Serving droids raced to and fro bringing Causstik’s gaggle of goons that also inhabited the place their drinks. The room was hazy with smoke from all the spice being smoked, but oddly enough despite the boisterous amounts of drugs being consumed it was deathly quiet in the room. That is until Causstik’s holo comm started going off. He waved one of the Twi’leks off his lap and reached for the device. Abyss’s metal form immediately appeared before him and Causstik shuddered a little at the sight.

"Causstik, we have a situation at hand. Some idiot bounty hunter stumbled over Blonde's old bounties and forgot to do his homework. I want him found, and then we will have a little talk. I can pay up what Blonde promised. Then we can give the Commenori Queen back to Commenor, and see what we get out of it. Be ready to earn yourself a few titles of Nobility,”

Causstik nodded along in his drug induced stupor as Abyss spoke. While the bounty hunter might’ve had a contact from miss Blonde’s old retinue, what he didn't understand is that the man worked for Abyss now. When Miss Blonde dropped out of the game, and this is where Abyss’s old relationship comes into play, he essentially inherited the Black Tie syndicate until she could make her triumphant return. So, any contact the bounty hunter thought he might have, would only lead him to Abyss… So, Causstik knew exactly where to go and where the bounty hunter would be meeting his proverbial cash cow. Miss Blonde’s palace.

“Send the word out to all of the Black Tie thugs to meet at the old HQ. That Hunter will have to meet us there if he wants to get paid…” Causstik growled to his nearest warrior, whom merely bowed his large scaly head and went off to do Causstik’s bidding.

Causstik shooed the other Twi’lek off his lap and raised himself from the seat. Making his way outside, he spotted a few speeders. He entered the back of a large, armored, and luxurious limousine speeder and awaited Abyss to arrive at which point they would head to Blonde’s palace. Causstik’s retinue entered the other speeders. They were flamboyantly painted, souped up with isotope five, and armed to the teeth.

[member="Koda Fett"] [member="Lady Kay"] [member="Darth Abyss"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Veiere Arenais"] [member="Darlyn Excron"]

 

[WolfMortum]

In the years since his wife's abduction and lure to the Dark Side of the Force by that of the Sith Lord Prazutis, Veiere Arenais had wizened up when it came to the [member="Lady Kay"]'s better interests; though she still somehow found herself in this positions of great peril, Veiere himself had learned to let go of his former restraints while time had seemed to aid him in his distance from the old teachings of the Jedi Order now that he had a family and his life on Commenor to prioritize.

While [member="Darlyn Excron"] remained within the medical bay for the time being trying to get all the rest and recovery he could during their space-bound flight for Nar Shaddaa, the former Grand-Master of the Order sought the confines of his quarters to which held his provisions. Now within the privacy of his own, he moved to the walk in storage area, pressing his hand against the locking mechanism that it might scan for his prints before opening with a mechanical hiss and revealing several armor stands for which held his more valuable of attires as well as shelves of weapons that he had never found reason to use.

Stepping into the smaller room, he moved passed the Protector Class Jedi Armor through which he had inherited from the long passed [member="Darth Mephirium"], to Veiere known as Cyril Grayson, a man of whom had once been like a brother to him, lost in the battle between the dark and the light like so many other poor souls. Next to the full body suit of armor were the Robes of Zhaelor, the attire he wore as Grand-master of the Jedi Order fitted for him by his former Vong associate who had since left them to pursue another course in life.

It was however at the end of this storage unit that the CSA K-191 Battle Armor awaited him. The Armor that Veiere himself had fashioned and imbued with the Force that it might stand against any and all threats to his loved ones. He had created the attire with [member="Darth Prazutis"] in mind, the Sith Lord of whom had been perhaps the most threatening representation of darkness that Veiere had ever come across and he of whom would one day meet again if the old Jedi Master had his way. The Sith Lord had left a wound in his family that would forever haunt his wife's dreams and in this, Veiere's anger quietly burned within. An underlying vulnerability and attachment to darker thoughts that he'd been forced to take a great deal of care in trying to bury least it lead him down a similar path as it had Cyril Grayson.

Pulling the attire over his head and strapping it tightly around his form atop the thin layer of casual garments he would wear beneath, his attention soon moved to the The Kingsglaive, a very unusual choice of weapon for one of his stature though it symbolized more than what the blade was made to do. It was a weapon made in the style and representation of his place as the King of Commenor, it too imbued with the Force and soon to be strapped around his waist to sit upon the other side of him, his Lightsabers already hanging from his right.

"Five mikes, Veiere..." Terrac's voice came in over the intercom system as Veiere stepped back out into the center of his quarters, turning to look at his reflection in the nearby mirror. It wasn't the image of a Jedi that he saw but one of far more intimidating make, the look of a man able to stand for his Queen and Nation. A fitting look for a King to be taken seriously. Shortly enough, he made for the move again, this time seeking to return to where his minister of Justice lay and stepping into the medical bay he would speak softly, yet with more than mere suggestion in the way he worded his request; "Suit up, Darlyn..." his gaze was gentle yet there was obviously a great deal of stress behind him. Darlyn would have never seen Veiere standing in such a presence of combat readiness before; only ever a man of robes and Jedi garments in the past, the mere sight of him would whisper the probably of a fight.

Soon handing the man Veiere's datapad with the list of portfolio's downloaded from [member="Ghorua the Shark"]'s transmission, he continued. "The man responsible for this should be here somewhere...-Do you recognize any of them? The Black Tie Syndicate is responsible for Kay's bounty...-Unless by some miracle my wife can talk her way out of this one, judging by what Miss Blonde did on Mimban the last time I saw her like, we're going to be in for a long day ahead of us...".

[member="Causstik Rahn"] | [member="Koda Fett"] | [member="Darth Abyss"]​

 

[Darth Abyss]

That someone of those that remained of the Black Ties were willing to pay such a sum for such a risky target came as a surprise to Abyss. It was probably more likely that they had a trap in place for the bounty hunter, then that any of them had 1,5 million credits ready to pay for a price that was more then likely to send them at the pointy end of sword, or the barrel of Commenori rifle. With a few messages it had been easy to call these remains to order, and transfer the deal to Abyss himself.

Another set of speeders touched down besides that of [member="Causstik Rahn"] and his warriors, some in similarly wild and vibrant colors at those of the slavers, while a handful others were held in inconspicuous black and grey. As the doors opened Abyss personal forces emerged around Blonde's old palace, mostly thugs of his Tainted Legion, but with a few agents of the Inner Eye and his personal elite soldiers, the Ghostmakers, scattered in between them. They departed as the husk of Darth Abyss himself rose from his seat, standing outside of the palace.

"Get in fire position around the palace, I want a rifle aimed at any window and any entrance. Causstik, Ghostmakers, follow me. I assume the Queen's allies will be here soon, and then we either have her unharmed or a lot of problems. Move."

While the Legion and the Inner Eye moved out, taking up spots around the palace that would allow them to shoot each and anyone that could make a simple transaction into a bloodbath. The sith himself made his way around the palace, followed by his cybernetic elite, in search of one of Blonde's more private entrances inside the structure. There the sith lord meet what remained of the syndicate, the few scatterd thugs more then a little scared of the strange, twisted husk among them. He never had been the leader of them at any point, but they all knew what he done at Blonde's side during her reign, and they knew better then to cross him. On his belt rested a small pouch, filled with a hanful of small pieces of purified Aurodium, worth as much, if not more, then the hunter requested for [member="Lady Kay"].

[member="Koda Fett"] [member="Veiere Arenais"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay was glad to get an answer, though of course she wasn't sure if it was any kind that would offer her a good amount of hope. There was just too many unknowns to make any kind of prediction. Who was running things now? Did she know them? Were they cruel? Did they hold grudges against her or her government? The list went on and on.

A chill went down her spine as they exited hyperspace, her gaze turning to the Besalisk as he seemed to relish in this moment. Although it could be a front for hiding his own fears. Perhaps this was his stop, or any of theirs really. She had no idea of how long the others had been held for, but it seemed as though it's been quite a while.

Kay waited as the others did, for [member="Koda Fett"] to come down from the cockpit and take one of them away. It brought her anxiety up, yet she just tried to focus on her breathing so that she wouldn't stress herself out. Hope was ever present. Her husband could be on his way already, with help from [member="Darlyn Excron"] . If only she could reach out to him. Her efforts had failed so far. He was probably already worried about her and thinking of her abduction; the unfortunate event that led to her becoming Queen. She hoped that Darlyn was alright. She couldn't remember as she was knocked out. There were minutes that were quite fuzzy.

All that she could do now though was to wait.

[member="Veiere Arenais"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Darth Abyss"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]

 

[Lemon]

The Concord Spear had now descended through the thick smog of Nar Shaddaa, easily making it's way by masking itself through the intensive traffic that never seemed to end. If any weary eyes were watching out, Fett slipped through their fingers once again. As the ship began to fly through the air of Nar Shaddaa, the neon lights casted their reflections upon whilst the bounty hunter's vessel delved deeper into the Underworld, into Hutta Town. That's where Miss Blonde's palace was, or at least it was hers at one point in time, now taken over by the Black Tie Syndicate who carry on with her operations.

As it came in to land on one of the landing pads, the ship rotated from it's upright position and began setting down on it's engines, blowing away anything that wasn't bolted down with the intensive power from them. When the landing gear was deployed, the engines cut out. Leaving it to sit idly. No doubt that Causstik and his Trandoshan Thugs rushed all over, ready to do anything to protect their master, but Abyss wasn't under any threat. Koda just wanted to get paid.

Just as Fett exited the cockpit and began descending down the small flight of stairs his carbine was snatched and now clutched into his grip. He approached Kay's cell, staring down at her intently for the time being as the force cage's shield esque barrier dissipated. Any effort at this point would be fruitless, whether she knew it or not. The Mandalorian didn't bother saying anything to her, instead he simply motioned towards the descending ramp with both his helmeted head and blaster. Assuming she wouldn't put herself under threat, the two would make their departure with Kay in front and Koda closely behind.

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Darth Abyss"] | [member="Veiere Arenais"] | [member="Causstik Rahn"] | [member="Darlyn Excron"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

It was her turn. More than likely [member="Koda Fett"] wanted her out of the way as quickly as possible. She looked to the other captives before looking up to the bounty hunter. He was as silent as ever and just seemed to stare her down. The weight of his stare and his silence spoke volumes. There was no need for her to waste her breath and question it.

As the ray shield that kept her in her cell was turned off, she got to her feet. It took a bit of effort, given that she was getting cramped up in there, but she didn't even try to get his help. Another glance to the others was given before she headed to the ramp and started down it. The heat of the desert world caught her breath at first, having not been quite used to it after hours in space. She could feel Koda walking close behind her just as much as she could hear him. Still, she did nothing other than walking and shrinking her Force Signature down to that of a small tree nut.

There was a lot of people, a lot of moving around from very unsavoury characters around the Palace. Kay just clenched her jaw, clasping her hands in front of her while she walked, waiting for Koda or someone else to tell her to stop.

[member="Veiere Arenais"] [member="Darlyn Excron"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Darth Abyss"] [member="Causstik Rahn"]