Nowhere to go and nobody to go to(Open)

[Arcturus Hallum Quinn]

Looks back at his ship "About 30 centimeters in length, 10 in width and 10 in height. And I don't know whats inside so yeah I would prefer if it was handled with care."

@The Dark Templar
@Juthan'Athar

@Haven Pryde
@Zorskka Vull

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan sat down at a booth nearby @[member="Haven Pryde"], eating some kind of creature that had been cooked up. He leaned back, kicking his feet up and ate from the bowl that the creature was in, relaxed to the fullest extent as the mess hall bustled around him.

 

[Haven Pryde]

Haven watched as the curious humanoid sat down within range of her table and she kicked her own feet up on the table and leaned back, she had just gotten done with her yogurt and shake and looked over at him with a smirk You look worse for wear, mate... she commented on the fact he seemed a bit rough and had a seriousness to him.

@[member="Juthan'Athar"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan looked over and studied her for a moment before responding, "No more than anyone else that's trying to make a place in this world for themselves." He ate the last of his food before looking over at her again. "Hows your day miss." He had an amost passive, apathetic expression. Had it not been for the relaxed smile he wore as she glanced over at her.

@[member="Haven Pryde"]

 

[Haven Pryde]

not too shabby she replied and then smirked at him, he was peculiar and then rested her hands over her stomach and rested her head on the bench looking up at the ceiling with a more bored expression, a moment later she looked back at him and then looked out the window toward her ship watching as the cable is inserted and the ship beginning to be fueled.

 

[Aithne Charr]

@[member='Haven Pryde'],

"Thats good." He followed her gaze to the ship. "That one yours, whats the model?" He seemed seemed to be looking over the ship now, studying its every feature as he sat there. It might even seem comedic out his mind was suddenly distracted from the conversation by merely seeing the ship, much less talking about it with someone. He did glance back though when she answers him, giving her the respect he should from asking her the question.

 

[Arcturus Hallum Quinn]

Looks at @The Dark Templar "Think it over, I'll be in the mess area." he walks to the mess hall and only asks for a glass of water, he goes to sit down near @Haven Pryde and @Juthan'Athar as he listens quietly to their conversation he takes out his credit pouch and starts counting silently "Shit... down to a last thousand.."

 

[Haven Pryde]

Haven smirks at him and then with a confident tone she replies with an amused tone of voice CC-7700, an older model of frigate.... I was lucky to find her she said knowing there were few that would appreciate a ship like it It has been a while since I bought her and refitted her with better armaments and hull, with stronger shields she commented and then looked at him Nice isn't she?

@[member="Juthan'Athar"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan nodded, certainly surprised to see it. "Where did you aquire it miss, its an interesting sight, I have an old YV-100 ive retrofitted for military operations and smuggling runs when needed." The last part about smuggling was said lowly, too low for any onlookers to hear. "Glad to see someone else taking a interest in older models, the new ships seem like a waste of credits to get after all."

 

[Haven Pryde]

have smirked at him as he mentioned smuggling and then rested more on the couch like bench and sighed as she contemplated even going into detail of where she got the ship, truth is she stole it from another pirate...it was only recently but she wouldn't tell him that I earned the ship from a family member who departed some time after gifting it to me she replied and adopted a tone of voice that gave off the impression she didn't want to speak about it.

@[member="Juthan'Athar"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan immediatly turned to her, his expression worried. "Sorry, i didnt mean to cause any memories to bubble up, i know what that feels like. My ship was aquired the same way so if you don't want to explain i understand and will not ask." He relaxed again saying that, rubbing his neck as he was unsure what to say to follow up that.

@[member="Haven Pryde"]

(Last post for 4-5 hours, got to head to work.)

 

[Haven Pryde]

She was amazed, her deception and ploy had worked and now she was seeing things in a new light, the life of a pirate was and is a lonely one so she needed someone to talk to It's not a problem mate, it's just a touchy subject is all she said and then looked back to her ship with a small smirk forming on her lips, she loved the ship... it was very nice and had a huge payload of armaments on it.

 

[Arcturus Hallum Quinn]

Would still be sitting near @Haven Pryde and @Juthan'Athar he listens quietly to their conversation, his hands fidgeting slightly his force aura would be exuding nervousness and exaustion, also despair. He picks up his glass of water and sips again as he stares out the mess hall windows at the ships, his eyes rest on @Haven Pryde's ship

 

[Daxton Bane]

Daxton was among the first to step off the ramp as soon as the shuttle safely docked. It wasn't as if he was in a hurry, after all this was an unscheduled side trip. The Wayfinder of the Seekers, was dressed in a simple dark green cloak, totally incognito for one of the more notorious figures of the Confederacy.

After all he wasn't expecting people to recognize him without his trademark green and purple reflective armor. To the unenlightened, he looked like another merchant, one of hundreds who passed through from time to time. The only thing different was when one got to gaze beneath his purple mirror shades were his eyes. Those orbs blazed gold and orange in the low light with a hunger and need that went far beyond the ken of the normal.

Taking a deep breath of recycled air, he wondered what this night would bring.

 

[Arcturus Hallum Quinn]

He would walk out of the mess hall and back to the viewport to stare at his ship waiting for the refueling and the maintenance to end. He looks to the new arrivals, his eyes just glazing over them as he doesn't really pay attention his mind starts wandering, his force aura slowly spreading out around him, it would be tinged with the feeling of nervousness and slight despair

 

[Haven Pryde]

Watching as they walked out of the mess hall she looked at the male chiss who was still here and began to whistle to herself, she rather enjoyed the silence since it was indeed golden and then stood and took her things to the trash and then walked out of the mess hall and down the hallway toward her ship, it was almost done being fueled and as she got to the rest she looked over them and then turned and left a note giving off her contact details with the attendant and gave her instructions to hand it to the chiss male after she had left... a little bit of intrigue would be good for her pirate reputation.

 

[Arcturus Hallum Quinn]

@[member="Daxton Bane"] ))

 

[Daxton Bane]

Pausing in mid stride, he frowned as he sensed the vibrations through the Force. Like a Dxunian Condor catching the scent of blood on the wind, the Sith tracked the feeling back to the source. Unconsciously people made way for him through the crowded corridors, as if no one was willing to block his passage.

From his pocket, a platinum coin winked in and out of his fingers as he seemed to roll it along his knuckles without so much thought.

Finding his target, he stealthly walked up and stood beside the man for a few moments before observing, "Looks like she has seen better days, but holds potential for promise. If one knew what to look for. But then the same could be said about just anything, right? You seem like someone capable of handling himself who can recognize an opportunity when it presents itself. How about we discuss it further over some spice beer? I find talking to be much better in private places, away from prying eyes."

Indicating a spacer bar nearby, Daxton got them a private booth just on a glance by the bartender. Clearly this person was someone of note on this place. Waiting for the two mugs of beer to be placed in front of them, he tipped the female server generously before dismissing her.

"So what brings you to this part of space?"



@[member="Arcturus Hallum Quinn"]

 

[Arcturus Hallum Quinn]

He would be staring at @[member="Daxton Bane"] with a weary eye as he sits across the strange man, his hand would discreetly be gripping something inside his tunic. He looks around and then back at the man "I'm just passing through..." he would try to discreetly probe Daxton's force aura to try and figure out his intentions.

 

[Grimm]

At the entrance of the docking station, a figure dressed in odd looking clothing, a cloak around his frame and a mask had entered. He was walking behind two droids and along side him was a Nagai by the name of Kingor. He was speaking to him in his language to the untrained ear, it sounded like a musical pitch note. They were working a deal for resupplying fuel for the station and Grimm had brought in a case of well known spirits that would be for the bar. Grimm had walked up to the attendant and flashed his card.
"We have been expecting you."
"Of course, the fuel is beginning to be loaded. Now the price of the fuel will be about 25,000 credits for this late notice."
"That's 7,000 more, than last time."
"I understand, but you see. I have here is the finest Spirits that would go good with your bar, now if people would drink this. They will be coming back, as I guarantee quality."
"Are you serious?"
"I stake the claim on my pride of a merchant, I got the product right here. The sooner you pay, I'ii transfer the Wines over to you right now."
The woman had left to speak to her boss about the payment and he would turn around to look around the station. His mask on his face was staring around the area, looking for something interesting.