Private Piracy, Smuggling and Other Fun Hobbies

[Yuri Maji]

FLORRUM | OUTPOST
TAGS: Reggie Rau

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THEME​

Yuri wiped at his mouth and cracked a bloody smile before getting thrown through a number of tables. All around, people were screaming and laughing at the Shistavanen being tossed around by the large Besalisk. "Four arms and ya still hit like a-" He didn't get to finish his sentence before being punched in the gut and hurled once more across the cantina, this time into the bar counter.

Several coughs and groans escaped him as he pulled himself up and grasped at a bottle of whiskey. "Sensitive karkin' pirate, you are..." He grumbled as he turned around and took a long swig of the bottle. His opponent didn't take too kindly to the insult and proceeded to charge at him. Only this time, Yuri felt like fighting back and hurled the bottle at the Besalisk's head. It unceremoniously bounced off but the impact was enough to distract him, allowing Yuri to deliver a hard kick to his knee.

Now on a more manageable level, the Shistavanen proceeded to lay into his opponent with a barrage of punches and kicks to whittle him down. He got a few good licks in before a tree stump of an arm sent him flying backwards.

Yuri rolled over and spat some blood from his maw. "Yoka to Bantha poodoo, schutta. Bit my karkin' tongue." He snarled, scrambling to lunge up and deliver a hard punch with his durasteel fist at the crest on the attacker's head. All the while, the myriad of unsavoury characters were either cheering on or placing bets on who would win. Whatever disagreement instigated the fight had quickly become the source of their afternoon's entertainment.

 

[Reggie Rau]

STORM
OUTPOST | FLORRUM
TAG: Yuri Maji

LOST ALL CONTROL​

Reggie was a drifter now.

With the collapse of the Enclave war machine, she lost her backing in fighting the Jedi head on. She had to go about it a different way now. After Celt Saxon came back from the Mandalore system with no intention to draw rank with the Mandalorians there, Reggie knew she was better off alone than with those people. She and Celt saw eye to eye on a lot of things, so she trusted her sister in Manda.

Since then, she had wandered for months on end, picking off Jedi and Sith where she could. As it is, she found herself in Sith space. Maybe she can pick off a straggling Sith.

She was sitting in a corner in a tavern on Florrum, enjoying a whisky and a rest before she started hunting again, when a commotion erupted closer to the bar area. A dog went flying through the air as a Besalisk meant business. Reggie then did a double take. That wasn't just any dog - he was Mando'ad.

The lone Rau slowly set down her glass and got up, grabbing her helmet.

The moment the T-visor went over her face and she started moving, the jeering crowd parted like the ocean before her, knowing full well what she was and wanting to keep their noses whole.

Yuri had just landed his first solid hit, but the big ampho-humanoid wasn't done just yet. Even dazed, he flung another tree-stump at the Shistavanen. It was right about then that Reggie stepped into the crowd-created arena.
"Maji, you're shockingly doing a piss poor job at fighting." her helmeted voice said as she strode forward to get herself between him and the big guy as she cracked her armoured knuckles.

"Why don't you take a swing at me instead, Ugly?"

 

[Yuri Maji]

Yuri was taken back by the arrival of another Mandalorian placing herself between him and his opponent. Surprisingly, she seemed to recognize him, though he couldn't get a good look at her markings. Introductions were going to have to wait. "Winning all the time gets boring, cut me some slack." He remarked with a bloody grin as he raised his fists.

The Besalisk didn't seem too impressed with the intruder. Heavy fists were at the ready as he glared at the two. "I'll teach a lesson 'bout mindin' yer own business, tin can." His deep voice rumbled. Without wasting a second, he took a few powerful swings at the Mandalorian. As big as he was, he was surprisingly quick with his movements to try and overwhelm the girl. Yuri, on the other hand, held back to look for an opening, however an untouched bottle on the bar counter quickly drew his attention.

He let the girl fight the overgrown brute as he nursed his bleeding gums and took a few swigs of the potent liquor. He could finally get a good look of who his saviour was now that he had time to actually look at her. Reggie, if he remembered correctly. Clan Rau, though he drew a blank on the name of her Alor. It didn't matter, she gave him a chance to recover and he was going to take advantage of that. Drawing a deep breath, Yuri took one last swig before charging forth.

While the Besalisk was dancing with the Mandalorian, Yuri jumped up to climb onto his back and smash the bottle over the thug's head before proceeding to punch at his throat and crest. Anything to bring the brute down as quickly as possible.

Reggie Rau