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Riding The Dune Seas (Open)

Planet: Only a few minutes before Tatooine.

[member="Razz Michaels"] [member="stardust"] [member="Roze Sin"]


Only moments away from their destination, Romeo coined in a com channel with a friend of his.
"Mr. Michaels, I was wondering if you happen to be in Mos Eisly? I'll be touching down there soon, I'm looking for friendly company." He said with sly tone to keep his intentions between the two men. His pilot Stardust was at the helm with the AI at co-pilot. His wife...well sh did whatever she did on the Hazard Beauty.
It had been awhile since he had seen his friend, and he didn't know of his new ship. He smiled deviously at his material pride.
 
Mos Isely, clearly the galaxies dustiest city, but there was quite a few things to do around the city, including bounty hunting, like Adenn Gra'tua was doing right now. Even though there wasn't a sandstorm the bounty hunter's shock trooper armor was caked in sand from his time here, along with his visor being majorly cracked on the left side, thanks to a broken metal pipe that he had been hit by, courtesy of some di'kut. Adenn was near the spaceport, as he had just left a cantina so he could gather some supplies, AKA: his weapons. It seemed that the man was getting more strange looks than usual, probably since the last time he was here he wore more traditional mando armor, now he wore his custom shock trooper armor that looked completely different than his old set. Unknown to Adenn, [member="Romeo Sin"] was on the planet, it wasn't as if they'd met before, but today they had a chance of meeting each other -so Adenn's writer didn't feel left out of the thread- maybe the bounty hunter could even help Romeo.

(Ugh, my brain hurt during this post, I should have waited a bit.)

[member="Roze Sin"]
 
(You okay broseph?)

This was his home, and sometimes things went great for him here, sometimes it went horribly wrong. "Bring her down [member="stardust"], we are ready to land." He asked his Twi'lek pilot.
"Make sure we have clearance to land in the hangar." He reminded her.
He turned to his own arm chair controls, and opened the com channel to the hanger bays.
A message would peep on Stardust's dashboard notifying her that they were open to them.
"Beauty...check for anything about resent bounties, and other jobs."
"Yes Sin." The AI replied.
[member="Roze Sin"] [member="Adenn Gra'tua"]
 
ok beauty slow the engines to 25%.....ok engsge lamding thrusters "startdust said as she flipped controls and pushed the yok downwards towards the landing pad, she loved tge ship being able to fky such a nuce ship was a dream cone trye"ok aaaaaand landed"she said as i satisfying light thunp coukd be heard"ok guys were landed "she said standing up "
[member="Roze Sin"] [member="Romeo Sin"]
 
Roze Stands up. "Okay, romeo, which button opens the door? I'm ready to get out of this ship. It feels like it's been ages." She stated bitterly.
[member="Romeo Sin"]
[member="stardust"]
[member="Adenn Gra'tua"]
 
Romeo shook his head. "Beauty please allow the Queen of Ages out through the main hatch, thank you." He said as he attempted to calm his mind of any anger. It didnt work. The Sith poison would always be there, at the back of his head, nagging at him to burst into a rage.
"Everyone get out to stretch your legs."
He walked back out of the hatch, and into light. The planet was of nothing but sand, and heat. A desert planet if marvelous beauty all in it's own.
[member="Roze Sin"] [member="stardust"] [member="Adenn Gra'tua"]
 
Roze stepped out of the ship into the bright hot desert terrain. She took a couple of steps forward. As she did so, she called back to romeo. "Are you okay?" She said caringly. "What's the name of this planet?" She asked him. She took a few more steps forward cautiously, and then she just began walking forward.
 
(Oh I'm fine, last night though I was a little too tired to post, but I did anyways :p)

Gloved metallic fingers ran across the cracks of Adenn's visor, feeling for any loose shards that could fall off, he would have to replace it when he had more time, for now he'd just have to deal with it. The bounty hunter stood outside the spaceport, to make his final checks on everything, weapons secured, armor secured, jet pack secured, everything was good, exept for one thing. While glancing at of the recently landed ships Adenn spotted three people leaving it, a Twi'lek and a two humans, or he presumed they both were, but it didn't really matter if they weren't. Watching for a moment the man turned away and leaning back against a wall, if the group decided to either look over in Adenn's direction or exit through there then they would see him, a man in bulky armor, weapons perfectly in the open, gray armor with slight bloodstains and a blue visor with white cracks in it. The man did not fit in with the locals, not at all.

[member="Romeo Sin"]
[member="Roze Sin"]
[member="stardust"]
 

Hurrikaine

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The sun began to rise on a new day for Tatooine. The filth of Mos Eisley had yet to rise from their beds. The distant landscape was unseen through the dense sand that swirled in the morning breeze. A man sat near the spaceport where he watched the coming and goings of far-fletching spacers, smugglers, Jedi and Sith. He watched all. Such was the life of Hurrikaine now. His cybernetics were old, churned metal scarred his body. Wiring was loose and some of it had been severed. A bruised and battered creature with a peculiar past. One he was not fond of sharing with strangers. He sat in a wooden chair, beside a wooden table. There was nothing significantly beautiful about the down-trodden cafe, of which he was the only regular 'customer'. One that didn't eat nor drink, but sat on the chair each and every day. He had yet to find meaning in his life, in his new-found freedom.

[member="Parmi Miemant"] | [member="Adenn Gra'tua"] | [member="stardust"] | [member="Roze Sin"] | [member="Romeo Sin"]
 
Parmi's search for answers had brought her to the planet of Tatooine. Her master had allies here. More importantly, he had enemies on the barren, gritty planet. Hasjo had once been the prisoner and gladiator of a Hut. Given her master's escape, Parmi knew Tatooine would be a good place to start. The Togruta prepared to disembark the Starlight-class light freighter that she had travelled in. A ship primarily used for transport had been perfect for Parmi's discreet mission. An opportunity to join the open space was welcomed by the Padawan. The cramped living conditions of the freighter were not exactly luxurious. The ramps drop sounded with a dull thud. Parmi stepped off the resilient metal and onto the harsh sandy surface of Tatooine. Not far from the spaceport sat a cafe that appeared dilapidated. Out the front, at a worn down table, sat a single being. They did not appear to be human. Parmi could tell that much even from this distance. The metal his body was made from shone in the early Tatooinan sun. The suit lacked lustre. Had it been created recently, the reflection would have been blinding. Parmi was intrigued by the strangers cyborg appearance. The Togruta slowly approached the decrepit building. Parmi avoided eye contact, though a blue glimmer out of the corner of her eye momentarily stopped her. Had he been watching her? She hoped the meeting of her master's enemies would not occur so soon. Though she had come prepared...

[member="Adenn Gra'tua"]~[member="Hurrikaine"]~[member="Roze Sin"]~[member="Romeo Sin"]~[member="stardust"]
 

Hurrikaine

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Cybernetic eyes trailed the movement of the Togruta with intense precision. The Force was a mysterious entity, one that he never questioned. As of now, it tugged at his mind. Something about the woman made Hurrikaine want to stand and introduce himself, but that was far unlike him. A strange emotion that coiled him. He tilted his head in thought of this revelation, but when he was about to drift into his thoughts and forget the woman. A stab of urgency struck him. He craned his neck and turned to the Togruta. Somehow, he knew. The Force, the cosmic energy which bound space and time together; which whispered the will of the Force into the minds of listeners; which connected the past and the future and wrote the destiny of all things. It spoke to him, but it was not the Force itself, but an entity that had become one with it. The entity urged Hurrikaine to speak to [member="Parmi Miemant"]. Hurrikaine knew for what this was, The Unifying Force. Hurrikaine placed a firm cybernetic hand upon the table and straightened his legs, pushing himself up. He strode over to the Togruta, the sound of rusted metal grinding against each other followed him. Hurrikaine said to Parmi, "The ways of the Unifying Force are beyond our understanding…" He had a feeling she would know what he meant. The entity who had whispered to him had once been close to this woman. Seconds ago he had not known this, but somehow, once more, he simply knew. Hurrikaine offered a metal hand in offering, thin long fingers extended outward. The palm was laced in various coloured wiring. His voice broke the silence, "I am Hurrikaine." Shards were named after the lightsaber crystals they used. Cybernetic eyes turned to glance at the three newcomers momentarily before returning to Parmi.
 
Romeo caught a glimpse of the large man in the armor, he gave a slight nod at the man, then pondered what could be done here.
-Enemy? Or friend?-
He walked over to him, "Give me a second with this guys." He called out to his friends. His Dark Fury Armor covered every inch of his body, but the back of his head.
He waved at the man, calling out, "Sir, may I have a word with you?"
His lightsaber was clearly out on his belt, and he looked like Sith, but wasn't even close to the cause.
No he had his own plans, and would except anyone's help with it.
[member="stardust"] [member="Roze Sin"] @Hurrikaine @Parmi Miemant [member="Adenn Gra'tua"]
 
Ghrom tumbled out the Hazard Beauty , he had been in the Cargo bay and needed to be out to stretch maybe hunt. The 9'8 Amani didnt know what planet [member="stardust"] landed it on or why but when he walked out seeing the desert planet to grinned wide and his small red eyes filled with excitement. Tatooine the home he grew up on. The Amani raised his huge hands in the air to cheer making his giant hunting rifle on his left shoulder shake and lifting his Skull staff with his hands. Some people walking by started to jog away in the display. After the cheer Ghrom took out a comm for one of his bandolier pockets and spoke in it to the crew of the Hazard Beauty.

" Me is Ghromm..???!!!" Ghroms vocab was bare to none and little could understand but his voice sounded excited and the others could hear the dusty wind in the background, It was clear that Ghrom was not in the ship anymore.

[member="Romeo Sin"]
[member="Hurrikaine"]
[member="Parmi Miemant"]
[member="Adenn Gra'tua"]
[member="stardust"]
[member="Roze Sin"]
 
Romeo's com went off with Ghrom's voice, he enjoyed the alien's company very much, and when he saw the alien showing his display of happiness, he realized that this was his home as well.
"This is where I live Ghrom." He smiled under his mask. They had a few things in common.
"Ghrom, come with me, we have a few things to get while we're here, the girls will be fine on their own."
[member="Ghrom Xenos"] [member="stardust"] [member="Roze Sin"] [member="Adenn Gra'tua"] [member="Hurrikaine"]
 
The Togruta was right. The blue illuminated eyes of the Cyborg had been trailing her entrance into the cafe. The force showed signs of ripples when she stood by the cybernetic strangers side. Parmi had never fully understand the way of The Force, though she was force sensitive. She had not learnt much from her master. He had chosen to specialise more in weapons than in his use of the force. As a result, Parmi had learnt how to defend herself when a threat was posed. Parmi turned to face the man as he began to stand beside her. The amount of destruction his metal skin had taken became audible with the grinding of rusted metal rubbing together when he moved. A pang travelled through the Togruta's body. It was the force trying to tell Parmi about this stranger. The compulsion for her to interact with the metal stranger pushed the Padawan towards the stranger. Through the force she sensed the presence of her master, urging her on. She trusted her instincts but even more-so, her master's. Parmi was not the first to speak. The cyborg introduced himself, "The ways of the Unifying Force are beyond our understanding…" The unifying force was something Parmi had only heard of in lessons. She had never truly experienced it. Hasjo had taught her of it']s purpose in all their lives, though she had never had it whisper its will into her ear. At least now Parmi had an answer to what drew her to this metal encased stranger. Parmi nodded, "They truly are." The Togruta had been about to offer an introduction to the man until he had done so himself. He offered out his cybernetic hand. The suit appeared to be unfixed as Parmi glanced to his hand and saw the exposed wiring. Parmi accepted his hand, enveloping it in her own. Feeling a familiarity with the contact of his metal hand, the Padawan smiled, remembering how her master had also been encased in metal. The cyborg spoke, "I am Hurrikaine.". Parmi offered an introduction to Hurrikaine in return, "I'm Padawan Parmi Miemant." Parmi desired to know more about Hurrikaine. Whether he was a friend or a foe was hard to determine yet. Her master had used the Unifying Force to bring them together. For the moment she considered him a friend. Parmi would not forget her mission, however, treading lightly, "Hurrikaine, would you mind if we sat and ate? Transport ships food aren't exactly easy on the stomach and it will give us time to talk."

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Hurrikaine

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Parmi said, "Hurrikaine, would you mind if we sat and ate? Transport ships food aren't exactly easy on the stomach and it will give us time to talk." Hurrikaine motioned with a wide arc of his hand towards the cafe, "Let us sit." The tarnished Human Replica Droid effortless towards the table and chair he had come from, pulling out a chair for the padawan before taking his own. He watched her with deep curiosity. She was a padawan, just like he in some ways. Though Hurrikaine had betrayed the Order and struck down his mentor in cold blood. He was a Fallen Jedi, or as some called him, Dark Jedi. He had experimented with the Dark Side of the Force through his own fear, pain and suffering. For this he was capable of inflicting his own emotional pain on others and multiplying it on his victims, as with his fear. Though he had only ever done this in self defence. As he allowed Parmi to order her meal, something in his mind nagged at him to turn and gaze upon [member="Romeo Sin"]. He tilted his head in thought, endlessly wondering what may be pulling him towards the other man. Hurrikaine looked back to Parmi, asking, "Do you.. know him?" he nudged his head in the direction of Romeo.
 
Roze chuckles at the alien [member="Ghrom Xenos"] and his intriguing way of talking, so little, but expressed oh so very much. Then, curious, Roze turns to follow [member="stardust"] "Alrighty. Lead the way." She said politely.
[member="Romeo Sin"]
 

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