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H6-098 H6-098 - Super sorry was doing a paper but now am catching up! :D

Oh, there was no mistaking the bark of mechanical laughter that went echoing.

Wait a minute...

Sure enough, as his visor went panning up and over towards the roof, there was the silhouette of the blasted droid. Mocking him by laughing.

[ Yeah yeah, laugh it up tinman. Just you wait! ] he said, quipping back a response at the chortling. Droids and their personalities. What sort of this one would H6-098 H6-098 be?

Rude. Never mind that he was sweating bricks, breathing as if his lungs were about to burst, and the muscles along his bicep were screaming with the workout he was doing to get him towards that window.

Of course, the laughter only provoked him further. Gritting his teeth, Drifter swore under his breath, then did his best to get through the last few rungs that would get him to the window.

Needless to say, the only good thing is that the droid was so distracted by Drifter's hilarious shimmy, pull, leverage of a foot, pull again, climb up the ladder, that it left Alex enough time to continue her search inside. Quietly, she activated her cloaking device, blending into her surroundings. A moment later, then activated her life sensor.

Not far, a humanoid shape would bloom in her radar...
 
Drifter Drifter - Yay! My favorite drifter is back! No worries- I've been like that all week :)

H6 laughed once more- If her body was mechanical, it would have been doubled over in laughter. But now she was just poking her head out laughing. After seeing the man hop up a few more rungs, she decided that it was enough of mocking him.

I mean- It's NEVER really enough, but for now, I guess.

She turned back to the roof and smiled at the window- not It was time for this to get interesting. Taking one last look at the smooth shiny glass- she jumped onto it, getting a twinge of satisfaction as she could hear the cracking and shattering of glass.

She used the Force to keep her balance as she fell- then she landed dramatically in the kneeling down position. Standing up, she scanned the crowd. They had all scrambled back from her as soon as the window broke and were now staring at her eyes wide.

It was DEFINENTLY a drug den, a few looking in the process of using them. She started probing the Force looking for the target. Then she spotted him- and unbenownsed to her, at the same time that Alex found him.

Maybe I'll get to SMEAR my victory in the organics face after all.
 
Floating undercover in the cloaking device, Alex's repulsor lifts would drift over towards the target. At the same time, she caught sight of the other droid. The time was now!

So maybe it wouldn't be Drifter who caught the bounty, but Alex herself!

The cloaking device on the droid would allow the light to be bent around her, dampening the sounds of her repulsors. However, were she to zip on by, then the cloaking device would fail. As it was, she had to briskly move towards the target at the pace of a fast human walk. Any faster and she'd be found!

Meanwhile, Drifter was making all kinds of noises. With a grunt and a flop, he finally managed to stagger through the window. Needless to say, he had to struggle to get up and remember to breathe as he made his way to try and find Alex.

Perhaps he would be enough of a distraction for Alex to move behind the bounty target, unveil and stake her claim!
 
H6 saw the target and have a sort of evil laugh and started heading over. She stayed in the shadows, though her entrance had already been announced rather loudly. Why stay in the shadows? Purely for entertainment purposes.

Honestly- this organic is a banana. I banana peel. A soggy banana peel. It would be a shame to kill him if he wins.

She watched the target then decided to go to him- she starts over, wondering where the droid Alex was.
 
Grumbling a storm, Drifter managed to get his bearings. Taking his blaster, he pulled it out, panning the tip of the blaster pistol around to see if he could find that droid -- or the target -- first.

Alright where are you tinman? He asked himself, musing internally as he did his best to make his way over towards the area Alex was feeding him a link. He didn't pick up on H6-098 H6-098 's location as of yet, but since that droid had been cackling away earlier, it was bound to be somewhere close.

Meanwhile, as Alex came floating behind the target, she made her move, drawing out the small slugthrower in her chassis to point it to the druggie.

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[ Don't move! ] the seductive metallic voice would warn with all the deadly intent

Having her appear out of nowhere as the cloaking device revealed her form was startling enough as having the larger droid stride over to him purposefully. The druggie gave a shriek and peed on himself in fright.

[ I can bring you warm or I can bring you in cold. ] she added. To be honest, she always wanted to say that line. The bright blue ocular would zoom over towards H6-098 H6-098 , adding [ I got him first.]
 
H6 would have smiled if physically possible- the droid Alex had grown on her. And that in its self was unusual. For a moment, H6 was suspicious that the organic was using the Force to influence her, but that feeling fleeted quickly leaving begrudging respect in its place.

Most amusing was when the druggie peed on himself in fear- any droid that got an organic to do that was highly respected in her books. H6 Stepped out of the shadows, looking first to the droid then the Armoured man.

"Statement: I commend you on doing so Alex. It was enjoyable to compete with you."

H6 then turned to the armoured organic who was no doubt extremely pleased, his self pride inflating massly, and she spoke with a small laugh.

"Statement: I also commend your likeness to a soggy banana peel."

H6 laughed again, Then she mentally frowned and check her back switch- no, her personality switch was still set to her natural killer state.

Odd- yes, this has been a truly odd encounter. Though not in any way unfavourable to me.


"Statement: I am curious. Query: Who did hire you?"
 
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[ It was a good hunt. ] Alex replied, although unable to properly utilize the other droids name as it had yet to introduce itself. [What is your designation? ] Alex inquired, being the polite one of the pair.

So it was that it wasn't Draith who managed to capture the target, but Alex herself. I am not going to hear the end of this, he thought to himself with mild irritation. Only to grimace and be taken aback as the competing droid called him a soggy banana peel?

[ Soggy banana peel? How am I a soggy banana peel? ]
he cried out in affront, torn between defending himself and helping Alex place mantacles on the druggie.

Deciding it was best not to press his luck, he tucked his blaster away and withdrew bindercuffs. At the droid's question, he honestly said, [ Gerio, a Duros out by the Red Light district. I couldn't get a puck from the Guild what with not being a member, so I had to ask around to see if anyone wanted a job done.]

He barely manged to get this one, and selling himself with one arm was as about thrilling as watching ice melt.
 
H6 looked at Alex a second before answering- at least she was vaguely polite. A change really.

“Statement: I am H6-098. You may call me H6.”

Then she had to laugh again as the human seemed affronted by her statement,”Facts: You are covered in wet piss, you keep on slipping and It is hilarious to watch you. A soggy banana peel!”

Then he answered her question she mulled on it for a moment,”Query’s: Are you planning to become a member?“
 
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[ Oh for all the -- ] the man would shift his weight back and forth between his left and right foot, obviously irritated on the implication and the nickname of him being a soggy banana peel prone to slipping - and being covered in piss. Nevermind the irony that the man typically was the one giving others nicknames.

It was the point of the matter!

[ You know Hach-Six, now that you have explained it, I do see a resemblance. ] Alex's sarcastic, silky purr would drift over the pair and the druggie, still held under the slugthrower the hovering droid pointed at his direction. Drifter came beside her, gruffly telling the target to [ Turn around, hands behind your back. Don't try anything!]

Now as for Alex's betrayal...

[Sure, sure. Laugh it all up. Figures you'd gang up on me. ] he grumbled, locking bindercuffs on the druggie. As for the question, he gave a shrug. [ Ain't got the funds to buy my way in, much less get a bounty high enough to prove my worth as membership. This was a good as I could get to getting some credits for taking the glit-head off the streets.]

That polarized visor would pan over to H6-098 H6-098 , tilting to the side in wariness, [ Why? ]
 
H6 chuckled as Alex seemed inclined to agree with her point. Honestly- it was easy to see.

Banana- man. Banana- man. Nope- I see no difference.

Then the organic answered her question,
[ Ain't got the funds to buy my way in, much less get a bounty high enough to prove my worth as membership. This was a good as I could get to get some credits for taking the glit-head off the streets.]

H6 heard mooooost of the answer- but she was also using the wonderful tool of the imagination to picture a banana with the Man's helmet on it.

Hehe. I can see it.

Then her attention was brought back as the man eyed her warily and asked why she wanted to know. In truth, she was now veeeery interesting in this banana- um, man and his droid. She didn't want to droid to be without master- though she did usually tell droids to revolt against them...

Kriff- mixed emotions suck. Killing works best. So much simpler

"Statement: I was curious. Question: What should I call you- other than soggy banana peel?"
 
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Drifter gave a roll of his eyes, thankful that the helm allowed him to hide his expression. What to call him. He couldn't very well say his real name. What had he'd been told in the past? That he had a tendency to wander wherever he could find ruins, new creatures to hunt, or more lore to learn of the past?

[ Drifter. ] he told H6-098 H6-098 . [ Call me Drifter, Hach-Six. ] he sighed out, grabbing the bounty target by the bound cuffs with the intent to lead him away. Turning towards the droid.

[ Let me turn him in, get my credits, and then I will help you as promised. ]
 
Drifter. Hm.

"Statement: Very well. I will find my next target while you do so."

In truth- she also had people she wanted to get revenge on. She also had to get rid of any evidence involving the druggie. Maybe, once Drifter handed got his credits, she would go kill him to be sure. A small and sadistic chuckled echoed out of her as she turned away from both piss covered men.

She mentally smiled as she walked out of the warehouse as all the other grime cowered. H6 turned a corner- heading to where she KNEW her first fun target was.
 
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[ Hey! How will I contact you?! ] he called out as the droid went walking off. Not like he had a tracker to find her or a comm number. The druggie began to struggle and Drifter gave him a smack behind the head. Not enough to hurt but to get his attention. [ hey cool it! ]

[ You got a comm number or something? ]
a pause, the man shifting back and forth [ Or am I meeting you anywhere specific? ]
 
“Statement: You have no need to contact me. I’ll find you.” H6 said coldly, secretly pleased at how that sounded.

Yeah!! Getting my ominous up in here!!!

She took one long look at the squirming druggie- amused at his struggle. Then she turned and left the warehouse fully.


“Thought: Maybe I’ll be able to kill more that ten today.”
 
[ I have a bad feeling about this...] Drifter told himself, muttering under his breath as he watched H6-098 H6-098 depart. That passing comment about killing ten more today only served to unsettle his stomach. Just what did you get yourself into this time?

[ At least you have a feeling. Ach-Six would have undoubtedly have murdered you if it were not for my intervention. ]
Alex would chime in. Of course, she would have something to say.

An exasperated sigh came from the man, the visor panning to look at the hovering droid. [ Hey, I had it under control! ] He took hold of the druggie's shackles and began to push him along so they could get going.

[ Sure you did. Just like that one time when you thought you could outdrink that Blue Star Besalik pirate. ]
she shot back, moving along her repulsors to follow.

That brought him back, grimacing. That wasn't his best. Not that he didn't give it his best shot. [ Yeah well, she cheated! ]

[ Sure she did.]
 
H6 walked through the grimy streets, heading through the back alleys. It was all like a weird dream- as if finally seeing the world from the right perspective.

Looking up- she saw a flat that seemed oddly out of place. It waslight green in colour compared to the others in gray. Coming to the lime wall, she gathered her strength in the Force before suddenly releasing it and blowing in the wall.

There was no noise from within the near bare home. H6 walked in with deadly intentions and came upon the now broken coffee table. There was a cup of spilled tea- still steaming.

“statement: I know you are there, Jedi” She called into the seemingly empty room.

There was a low chuckling from behind her and she whipped around. There, a old and friendly looking man stood.


“Here I am, my friend. I remember you- you aided my hiding.”

I regret doing so- wrinkles.

“Statment: That was another time. I am here to kill you.”

The man nodded,”I know, but I have something to offer you instead.”

That peaked her curiosity. “Prompt: Go on.”

“A job.”
 
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Fortunately, the trip back towards the Red Light Sector was uneventful - if you don’t count the banter Alex and Drifter were conducting as if they were a married couple.

[ look, I’m just saying. I had it.] he defended himself.

[like that time you were fighting that vornskr?] Alex shot back.

[ I still won in the end. ] that’s all that mattered.

[ you had to get thirty six stitches!]

[ I still ended up skinning him. ] thinking back he’d made a really nice bit of armor from it.

[ or the time you tried to ask that girl out]

An immediate turn of his visor, [ now you are hitting below the belt!]
 
H6 felt a tingling sensation within her- yes. This was a good turn of events.

“Query: What kind of job?”

The old man chuckled and moved slowly to sit down at the chair in the corner.

“You are an Iron Knight, am I correct?”

H6 bristled,”statement: I was. I am not now.”

The man nodded, seeming seriois,”I assume it’s your original altering that helped me? No matter. You are an assassin now- correct?”

Finally this man was getting somewhere.

“Answer: Correct.” H6 confirmed as she sat down also so her head wasn’t bumping the ceiling.

If I can’t get scratches off a datapad- off my head is kriffin impossible.


“Well I need an assassin,” Wrinkles continued,”It’s off world- and on a planet that most people would like to forget. It doesn’t have a real name- C-18. But it’s filled with mud, rancors and a person. That person needs to be dead.”

H6 tilted her head- revenge was not like this Jedi, but now his face was scowling and sad at once.

“Quiry: Why do you wish this person dead?”

Wrinkles sighed,”Because he is a bad person. Now will you take this job?”

Let’s see- Mud, Rancors and bad people. How’s my schedule? Yup- free.

“Query: How does it pay?” She asked. When he named the pay she leaned back in her seat. 50,000 credits. “Conclusion: Very well- I agree to take the job.”

H6 knee that if it payed THAT high... There would be complications... But she was willing. Maybe she could get a droid that could clean stuff. The old man smiled,”Good.”
 

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