Public Rise of the Hutt Space Consortium (Open to All)

[Domino]

The glittering amenities, the screams of those fighting intermingled with the roar of beasts, all of it washed through Domino without touching her. Disinterested, she noticed none of it in favor of leaning against one of the large windows looking out over one of the docks. One arm wrapped around herself, the other held a drink beading with moisture that slid over the glass, down her fingers, to drip to the floor. Domino had come back for a singular purpose but there was time. So instead she studied the interesting ship before her with an intensity, eyes devouring its weapon emplacements, exposed electronic systems, the engines jutting out from beneath the slick black carapaces of its hull. Slowly Domino's eyes closed as her head leaned closer to the window until her diadem made contact with a low clunk. It was a nice ship, close enough to remind her of her Katarina left unfinished.

Blinking her eyes back open, she stared at the patch of breath fog left on the window and crushed the sudden urge to blast the offending piece of transparasteel out into the void. Her free hand reached up to straighten the black hood framing her face and reset her posture into a more proper one. Singularity of purpose. She sipped at the glass as a great roar from the crowd watching the spectacle echoed through the station. Six of her bodyguards surrounded her, acting as escort and entourage, one of the few overt trappings of status she'd brought with her. White durasteel and heavy weaponry contrasted the black of her dress and cowled shawl and for a moment she pitied her long-term companions. The few with beards all showed grey or white in various stages and even the youngest of her elite were pushing eighty, Kincaid was closer to ninety and she could no longer train with them even with ysalamiri blocking her off from the Force for fear of hurting them or worse. "Twenty three minutes mam," Kincaid helpfully offered at her look.

Giving the woman a slight nod, she moved on from her spot, her outward-facing contingent falling in without missing a beat with well-practiced ease. Twenty three minutes, she was losing time again... Instead of worrying about it, she sought to join those around her in the distraction of spectacle. She stepped into the bar, ignoring the faux pas of bringing her own drink in, and moved to the viewing window. "Ahh Star," she said under her breath before taking another pull of her drink. "Do you remember her Mandalorian? Do you remember me? I remember you." She didn't turn to look at Koda Fett as she spoke or raise her voice overmuch, yet her voice would carry easily past the empty table she stood beside to his and Daesha Sivron 's.

 

[Cass Gemini]

Spoiler: Gear and other links

Equipped:

• Calypso's Thunder
• Harlequin sabers
• Gravpack
• Viper mk2 skinsuit
• Thermal Detonators

Ship:

• Midnight Kyber
• 4 x Sciss stealth fighters

NPCs:

• Crew of the Midnight Kyber

Location: Varl Station watching fight
Tags: Ivory Stroud Dedata | Celty Ree Stardust Solus Skirae
Wearing: This dress but with dark red accents and fur lining

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Cass smirked at being called cruel by the beautiful woman. She replied "could could always try and retrieve your stolen property from me." and she stuck her tongue out, the grape still intact and balanced on it. She was risking having her tongue ripped out by the strong looking Twi'lek. Stardust Solus Skirae looked itching for a fight as it were and one word from Ivory Stroud and she would probably be thrown to the rancors.

She was mildly relieved when the twi'lek bounded down into the ring and demanded to fight. She spotted the empty spot and slid over along side Ivory. Dedata | Celty Ree kept eyeing her with suspicion so Cass gave her a little wink. She wasnt here for any nefarious purposes, she wanted to make connections, business or otherwise. "This ought to be good, takes makes demands like that unless they know what they are doing, I suppose that's why I don't mind making my own demands for.... well, we'll see won't we." she grinned again, taking the grape back in her mouth and licking her lips. Before switching back to her much more casual demeanor, facing Ivory with her hip and hand on the railing and watching out into the ring and the beast was unleashed, poor thing didn't know what it was in for.

"it is good to have people around us we can trust, my Crew mean the world to me, they are my own family, they get to see the best of me and the worst of me." she thought of them on the ship, Pix was in the crowd below somewhere, she said she fancied getting down and dirty with the mob, as much as the glamour of hanging with the Family was excellent, Pix was much more interested in smashing some bears and a random hookup in the bar proper.

 

[Ivory Stroud]

Location: Varl Station; Watching the fight.
Wearing: The Donna's Regalia, The Black Hand, Naehtid Earpiece
Interacting: Cass Gemini , Stardust Solus Skirae , Dedata | Celty Ree
Waiting to meet: Viz Harridan

Dedata | Celty Ree

The Family's expert Slicer was hard at work on her latest project - a new helmet, it seemed. The Donna had made a number of resources available to her; certain that the investment would pay off. She could also sense her Slicer's concern regarding the pirate who'd joined them in their booth. Without a doubt, Ivory felt well-protected... The potential reward for connection with The Kraken Collective certainly outweighed the apparent risks. It had been The Donna's call to make, and make it she had.

Stardust Solus Skirae made an excellent bodyguard, and Ivory was pleased to see the powerful Twi'lek warrior prepared to stand and be counted. She could feel the Mandalorian's lust for battle; it radiated from her like the powerful heat which raged within the Emerald Dragon's soul. The Donna watched her curiously, respecting and trusting her Enforcer enough to not second-guess the woman... She waited for the inevitable decision; when Stardust began to move toward the railing, Ivory already knew what was coming.

"Show them what you've got." She replied in a sing-song voice, catching the thrown ring. The air around them grew warmer immediately as Star somersaulted, falling the distance into the pit. Ivory turned to watch the Emerald Dragon, eyebrows raising in pleasure.. A quick glance amongst the crowd below saw a group of people rushing closer to the edge to witness what was surely to be an entertaining show. Stardust's cry of defiance, welcoming the battle, sent a shiver down The Donna's spine.

"DeData, place a bet. 50,000 Credits on Stardust." She spoke without taking her eyes from the arena.

Cass Gemini

Ivory couldn't help but let out a bark of amusement as the beautiful red-head teased her; tempted to utilize her own hidden abilities to snatch the grape out of Cass' mouth, but deciding against it. As the woman scooted closer, joining The Family's Matron at the railing to witness the battle below, Ivory glanced toward her - listening to her flirtation with casual interest. "Stardust is one of my best." She said, agreeing with the Pirate. The Donna suspected Cass, herself, possessed certain talents of her own.

it is good to have people around us we can trust, my Crew mean the world to me, they are my own family, they get to see the best of me and the worst of me."

"Mmm. That is what Family is for. Without them, I would have been dead long ago."

It was the truth. The Family had saved Ivory more than once... and in more ways than one.

She grinned, turning to rest her hip on the railing, giving the beautifully-dressed scoundrel an appraising look. "You're lucky, you know. Most people, especially in our line of work, can count the sentients they can trust on one hand... If that. I would kill to protect my Family. I have killed to protect my Family. Islands do not survive in this Galaxy, my dear... To survive, we must learn to rely on one another."

This was The Donna's original motivation toward joining the Consortium - United, the various criminal Syndicates across the Galaxy could weather greater storms than they could separated. The risk, however, was to be vulnerable... But Family was always vulnerable to Family. That was why it was always the one closest to you whom would end you.

The Donna wasn't sure, yet, what to make of Cass Gemini & her friends in the Kraken; time would certainly tell. But she was willing to take the risk.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Varl Station: Spectator area.
Ivory Stroud
Stardust Solus Skirae Cass Gemini Dedata | Celty Ree Viz Harridan​

A sensor could detect much, but few things were beyond tampering by the Force. Among those beings who walked the roads less seen, there were few who walked with as perfect silence as Darth Ophidia: The Pale Assassin. If she so desired, there would be no sensor heralding her arrival to the viewing area of the Family.

But as she was there as a guest, it was only polite to let them know they had visitors calling.

The Sith Lord's slender form approached the Family's balcony from the compound within. Walking quietly past security unless actively hindered. Layered robes of dark silk enveloped her form and shrouded her face in shadow, yet the eyes glowed like a pair of coals set against her ashen skin. With hands clasped behind her back, she carried no apparent weapons. Nor did her presence bring the signature overwhelming sensation of dread displayed by so many Lords of the Sith. Rather, Darth Ophidia currently had the presence of a spider-web; easily overlooked unless sought out.

She stopped shy of the balcony itself and indulged in a moment of speciation before breaking her silence.

"Touching, and true I suppose."

Once scanned, her digital footprint was coated in redactions, file corruption, disinformation and wild rumours. Declared dead at least twice, no birth certificate, no other names, no family or affiliation except the tell-tale signs of the Sith and even then there were questions.

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[Dedata | Celty Ree]

Weapons	Armor	Gadgets
Sparti Short Spear	Dedata's MK2 Helmet	Modified Datapad running Deda-net
Ianus Kopis	Dedata's outfit	Data spikes
	Leg harness and bags

Tags -
Interacting with - Ivory Stroud Stardust Solus Skirae Cass Gemini Darth Ophidia
Other - Orotta the Hutt Ghorua the Shark Koda Fett Daesha Sivron Viz Harridan Vienna Hourne

Ray Gun Hero - Security Breach

The timer counted down in the corner of her eyes below that the funds in one of her accounts slowed as the rancor fell. It was normal, shortly the new bets would come in the the credits would flow once more. Every credit syphoned was closer to more slaves gaining freedom. Her attention dropped back to the helmet fitting more and more in like a 3d jigsaw puzzle. Only parts that was left was the bits to transfer over from her own helmet. However that would have to wait a few minuets.

Dedata's attention moved up as the twi'lek spoke. She gave a simple nod just as the timer hit 0. "Hummm lets see, Dee angle camera's seven, fourteen, twenty one and twenty eight to all face the arena. Then make sure that they are getting projected to the big screen with the words emerald dragon has entered the fight for five seconds then run a quick fire sweep for the dramatic." Now there was no one in the arena that did not have a good view and now Dedata could watch from some good angles.

Just as she was about to hide her head with the blanket again to take a sip of the wine. Ivory requested to place a bet on star. Given how much money had flooded in for the tax, and knowing Stardust's fighting skills. Dedata decided to make the bet

75,000. 50,000 came from Ivory's account without the tax added and the other 15k from the collections.

Now able to take that sip she hid her head and took a sip. The sweet flavour of the blue wine ran over the woman's tongue savouring the taste before swallowing it. She placed the helmet back down but kept the blanket on for a moment. "I have that information you requested. Two names match the face, however records of one have been sealed and requires user to do the search. The other shows as Cass Gemini, The name has consistently shown up across the galaxy for the past eighteen years for criminal actions against multiple governments. The galactic alliance, Silver Jedi, Ashen crusade and the Mandalorian Enclave. There are also other details from just planetary authorities. Known affiliations, Kraken Coalition. There is currently no information on the group, to find more please input an inquiry."

"Thank you Dee, save the report for later. Temporarily move all systems over to the datapad and hold all notifications till I turn them back on." She slid the helmet off completely then shut it off. Removing the padding she placed the new parts into the new helmet then put the new padding and sound proofing to the MK2. Sliding it on she would flick it on.

 

[Koda Fett]

VARL STATION
Daesha Sivron | Akeela Garval | Domino ​

"Bounties," the Mandalorian answered in a swift manner, so sure of himself in the answer that came forth. His truth had been all that Fett had, the various factions fell to time and so had his rates. The Jedi dared not to see his services secured, and a scarce few in the Alliance wished to see Fett return to his own field, whether the most successful or not, there was some amount of concern in his deployment; on some mission, or the battlefield itself. "But now, I await information; the scum and filth on this station shall surrender it to me."

Of that much, he was certain.

He turned across to the Klatoonian next, several seconds worth of a staredown occurred as T-visor met canine orbs. "Possibly." Had been all the man uttered, a cautiousness to his own voice as a hand slid across his armoured waist, as if to reach for a blaster in the event of a sour trade of words. Fett had made enemies, it was as if an abundance of them existed and the list of his allies continued to dwindle, more and more. The Klatoonian had likely known him, he was most infamous in his trade and it earned him a name; brutal, ruthless, fearless. Names, no more than such, doubtless to be a truth to them nonetheless.

Yet his need for caution elevated even more so as a third voice contended with the noise. His armoured had ensured the Mandalorian was full of armaments, those of a most lethal nature in most cases. He watched as Domino continued on after himself in order to see the view, heard her chosen words, but had elected to remain silent in return. Had this been more a mere conversation, he mused. Had Daesha been in on this, if it was, his mind ran back and forth.

It was left to be seen, however. In either case, he readied himself for a shootout.

 

[Cartri Keswoll]

Location: Varl station, spectator box
Objective: Represent Darkwire and find out what plans they have for Denon
Tags: Ivory Stroud / Stardust Solus Skirae / Dedata | Celty Ree / Darth Ophidia

It wasn't every day that you got a personal invitation from a crime lord, especially when it was for a gathering of some of the most dangerous people in the galaxy. Beforehand, Ivory had let Darkwire know of this big event and suggested sending a representative in order to make sure they were satisfied with what they were doing. Very few had heard about the meeting and little had even talked to the Donna herself, so with great hesitation, Cartri decided to put his name forward.

Cartri somewhat trusted Ivory for now, but the same couldn't be said for her gangs ideals and the rest of the crimelords. Their crimes ruined lives, broke families apart, and turned once great communities into one of crime and villainy. But at the end of the day, he wasn't here to talk their business. His main objective was to guarantee the future of Denon and Darkwire as a whole. Even with the current thoughts he had on them, he'd have to be respectable. One foot out of line in this environment would spell disaster...

On the date of the event, a family shuttle transported him to the station upon the request of The Donna and left him to his own devices upon arrival. Weaving around the different gangsters that stood in his way, some gave him a funny look as to what a kid his age was doing at an event like this, but it was totally expected. Many of the gangsters here were not going to take him seriously and that didn't bother Cartri by the slightest. He was only here to represent, not to impress.

Upon reaching the box Ivory specified he stood before the guards and showed them the invitation. It took them a few moments to look it over before letting him through without question, giving him access to the room overlooking the fights down below.

As he approached Ivory a strange figure caught his eye, dressed in a robe and hood that shadowed her pale face. He couldn't explain it but something seemed off about the stranger, yet the same could be said about anyone else here. Glaring at the person suspiciously as he walked closer, he finally peeled his gaze away and stood next to Ivory with a calm smirk.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself Ivory," Cartri said as he folded his arms and gave a respectful nod to the crime boss "Thank you for the kind invitation and keeping our interests at heart."

 

[Lok Xiangu]

The Hutts, as renowned and infamous they were, did not live up to their name as their predecessors in these times. Strange how crime was disorganized and sloppy these days without the Hutts in power. A strange coincidence if that could be argued. No safe haven for scums as they were reduced to mere survivors, living efficiently as they could.

Though it seemed all that was changing, the first hints with the Brotherhood of the Maw capturing the attention of major powers. It all meant the rats could come out and play without the cat to worry about. The Underworld flourished and law enforcement did not have the luxuries of funding as they once had before the terror of the Maw. The return of the Hutt families was the next domino to fall as they boldly sent en masse invitations to the Galaxy, for all to attend enjoy the luxuries in their domain.

A chance for the ambitious to scheme and find opportunity to help achieve their goals.

“Liking it so far,” Lok asked to his partner, the two inseparable as this was the model’s first venturing in Hutt Space or this kind of experience. Also, couldn’t allow someone just snatch her from him; his pride and ego wouldn’t cope from that fact. No man could if their chick was swooped out from them

“Meets your expectations or were you hoping for more?” Placing one hand on her waist as the pair were at a balcony observing the monstrous rancors fighting for the pleasure of the people.

Sable Mur ​

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

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Blood sprayed in the air as the rancors collided, their claws raking each other, their teeth gnashing. The crowd roared, a dull thunder that waxed and waned with the scarlet spectacle.

Gorba, sitting in his boxed seating surrounded by Bareesh Kajidic retainers, clapped his hands together at the gory vision and laughed raucously. He reached out and picked up his hookah pipe, taking a long pull from the stem, then letting the vapor rush out through his nose in twin plumes, as if he were a dragon about to breathe fire.

He glanced over to where his cousin Orotta the Hutt sat and squinted viciously. Who was that he was meeting with? Hm? Making a deal? Gorba would make some deals of his own.

 

[Sal Katarn]

In a corner of the bar, Sal Katarn watched Domino , Koda Fett , Akeela Garval , and Daesha Sivron . His dirty blonde hair hung to frame his face in long, greasy strands and a scraggly beard hid the slight twist of his lips as his golden eyes watched the matchup.

He weren't entirely sure what brought him back to the service of the Hutts. Tried to get out of the life by going to that college on Tattooine. Worked well for about a week before someone recognized him. Apparently he had killed their brother or some such. Well, now he'd killed both of them. So there was that. Couldn't stay after putting another body in the dirt.

Just showed him he was really only ever good at one thing. Sal took a sip of his expensive Corellian whiskey.

Least it paid well.

 

[Cass Gemini]

Spoiler: Gear and other links

Equipped:

• Calypso's Thunder
• Harlequin sabers
• Gravpack
• Viper mk2 skinsuit
• Thermal Detonators

Ship:

• Midnight Kyber
• 4 x Sciss stealth fighters

NPCs:

• Crew of the Midnight Kyber

Location: Varl Station watching fight
Tags: Ivory Stroud Dedata | Celty Ree Stardust Solus Skirae
Wearing: This dress but with dark red accents and fur lining

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@Ivory Stroud (The Donna) was fun, she was Casses kind of woman. She continued to watch as the twi'lek drew her blades and shouted out to fight. "she'd probably rip me in half, but the rogue in me wants to try my luck." she laughed and brushed her hair behind her hear.

"You're lucky, you know. Most people, especially in our line of work, can count the sentients they can trust on one hand...

"Sure yeah, I can count hmm, let me think," she counted in her head, pursing her lips and wiggling her head back and forth. "six people that I can trust completely, I have good faith in the majority of my Crew, but it can be lonely, I suppose that explains my... passions. As if they need justifying." she spotted something out of the corner of her eye, a man walked past down below, with what looked like red sticks coming out of his back pocket.

She put her finger her lips and gave Ivory Stroud a playful look. Wiggling her fingers, the packet shifted out of his pocket without him knowing and gently floated into the air towards Cass. A little girl looked at her and Cass shushed her, allowing her to take one of her own before bringing the packet. To her hand.

"I love these things, don't see them often." She put one into her mouth and whispered in to Ivory's ear. "want to see a trick I can do with my tongue?" and then she giggled eating her red vine and offering one to her host. She wondered how fat she could push it before she was thrown out.

She looked again Dedata | Celty Ree and raised her eyebrows. "I like the helmet, nice style on it." she offered the confectionary to the slicer as well, it was only polite, family seemed important to her mark, so better play the game.

 

[Jasper Kai'el]

Location: Varl Station, Lower landing​

Do you ever feel like you aren't supposed to be somewhere. That for some reason, you simply didn't belong? As a scrapper turned drinksmith, Jasper was beginning to ask himself these very questions. Varl station was an anomaly to be sure: luxurious, yet infested by the most undesirable types in the galaxy, not to mention the Hutts. Still, with everyone and their mother having been invited to the station, he figured it was the perfect place to begin promoting his business. Jasper set his D5-Mantis, the Philosopher, down in the lower hangar, negotiating clearance for him to open his doors to the public. Before long, the exile was behind the table, mixing drinks in preparation for the customers he believed he would certainly get at some point. Traffic was slow. Only a few thugs had slipped in and out, most taking a few shots before moving on to the other deprived attractions Varl station had to offer. Jasper's mind drifted in the meantime, a common occurrence when he was bored. He tried to recall the history of the galaxy that had been taught to him at the Jedi Temple. Varl had fallen some kind of disaster millions of years ago, right? Who was he kidding, he thought. Just like that, Jasper had one less conversation starter in the low chance he had a knowledgeable patron visit his humble business. The boy tried to clear his mind of negative thoughts. He had just opened his doors, after all. It would only be a matter of time before his seats were full. He'd get big name customers, hand out his contact info, maybe slip in an odd job or two, and leave with enough promo to give the Philosopher a mythical status. It was only a matter of time...

A distant skirmish briefly caught Jasper's attention. Remembering the criminals that most certainly dwelled within the station, he patted his tool pocket to confirm that his lightsaber was still present. Now that he was prepared for the best and worst, Jasper continued cleaning the shot glasses behind the bar, waiting in anticipation for his big break.


Bio

 

[Orotta the Hutt]

AXIS OF CHAMPIONS
VARL STATION
Vienna Hourne | Stardust Solus Skirae ​

<Take it or not,> his hand waved in a dismissive manner, the Hutt had bile and conviction in his throat at the utterance of those four words. <This Consortium is a benefit to all within it, their assets beneath our banner have the utmost of care attended to them. It is for those that seek a better outcome for their own trade, it is the fool that shuns free aid. I had understood that Vienna Hourne was one with wit.>

He sounded offended, even. The Hutt Space Consortium had not been his child, but it was a romanticised lover. His infatuation swelled, the small movements made in the affort of acension filled his wicked, old soul with fulfilment. The Syndicates had benefited from the often-boasted united front, if she wished to suffer and see her trade become barren... so be it, the Hutt mused between his throat-filled talk and odd chuckle at the event below. Even as a Twi'lek turned herself into the mix.

<Release more beasts,> he said to a Nikto, one that nodded in afirmation. His own voice furthered the command in Huttese over his comms, and in no short amount of time had several interior doors revealed more combatants: it was a herd of five Gharzr's that were sent out into the arena, and from the other end had been various slaves shocked into the entrance, a frantic sense of dread to consume them and their motions to return to their chambers, even if the access tunnel had closed behind them.

Orotta the Hutt returned his attention to Vienna, however. <The Jedi,> he scoffed, <Hutt territories cannot be held by another, not even the Jedi. But we cannot tear it from them, that is an act of war; the charm of a Hutt is our finest tool here. Deals most beneficial to them, we shall have it soon and I may resettle on both Nal Hutta and Nar Shaddaa in full.>

 

[Vienna Hourne]

[ Theme ]
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| Location | Axis of Champions, Varl Station
| Company | Orotta the Hutt
| Purpose | Acquire potential business associates

Vienna chuckled at the Hutt's dismissive response to her inquiry before responding in her cool and calm voice, " With wit Orotta, not blind stupidity nor loyalty who will follow on simple promises alone; a sentiment I am certain will be shared by other syndicates as well. One does not simply throw all their potential hopes and dreams on a mere whim. The same goes for investing in such an endeavor. " She snapped her fingers as she ordered a seat be brought to her, showing her interest and intent in the prospect of hearing more about the consortium rather than a simple departure at such a response offered by the Hutt. Were they any other individual, Vienna would have most likely strangled them on the spot for such a response, but Orotta was what one might consider a friend in the underworld; that and he was simply too fat to strangle.​

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" I'm certain even you would have had your own reservations about such an endeavor if any other syndicate approached you with such a proposition and only promises, though I suppose there is far more validity to yours as a Hutt. "​

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The woman sat herself down on the seat, leaning back as she observed the fight below as a Twi'lek decided to jump into the ring. One leg lifted itself up as it rested itself over the other, a hand raised up to her face as she once more drew in a deep breath before exhaling jets of colored vapor from the vents on her respirator, her gaze shifting back to the Hutt as he spoke about the Jedi. It was true that the Hutts were beholden to none in the Galaxy, and most knew better than to cross them or any of their associates, which prompted Vienna to cock an eyebrow, " I certainly hope that deals beneficial to them in exchange for the return of Nal Hutta and Nar Shadda to the syndicates aren't simply at our expense and out of our pockets. " She paused before continuing on,​

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" You have my interest though Orotta, mostly in part due to your own zeal and excitement for it, something I don't usually see out of you outside your own gluttony and appetite. "​

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She reached into her coat as she held out a datapad to the Hutt containing a large manifest of products, contacts, companies, and other acquisitions; a small taste of what the Hourne Syndicate had to offer as a result of joining the Consortium; a benefit to having a syndicate manage assets and trade to the Mid Rim from the Outer Rim where Vienna was based that she could personally oversee.​

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" I expect the benefits of partnership with the other syndicates involved; that includes full access to resources and networks of the Hutts and those interested in exchange for the Hourne Syndicate offering their own resources. "​

 

[Marcella Fiora]

M A R C E L L AㅤF I O R A

Location: Varl Station, Outside of 'The Family' Spectator Balcony
Objective: Protect 'The Family,' Meet with Viz Harridan & Search for New Associates
Tag: Viz Harridan
OOC: If anyone is looking to work for/with The Family, I'll be meandering around outside the arena once I've finished talking with Viz!​

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The Search Begins!
Barbaric. A mild hypocrisy to what Marcella does for a living however she wasn't fond of watching creatures of all manners tear each other to shreds, the pretentious side of her took over as she stood outside of the balcony that The Family were perched on, eyeing those who entered and left as the soldiers searched them, taking regular puffs of her Ivory cigarra. A number of individuals had passed through however the most recent being Darth Ophidia , a strange individual who gave her the creeps as she meandered past~ Marcella said nothing, just watched in mild discomfort. Closely after followed Cartri Keswoll , a Darkwire representative and an individual she was told to expect, "Evening, Cartri." she acknowledged as he passed through security.

However, she had another objective in mind at todays event that didn't include gambling or pandering to prominent crime bosses and warlords. Today she was searching for new recruits, handpicking individual freelancers that could be a good fit for The Family and testing the waters on the possibility of their enlistment, if they wanted it of course. Once individual in particular that she was keeping an eye out for was Viz Harridan , an old associate of the family. They knew she was on the station and Marcella was expecting her to turn up soon, she would be the one to catch her before she reached the Donna to have a quick discussion to prepare her for the meeting ahead with the boss.

 

[Ghorua the Shark]

LOCATION: VARL STATION
EQUIPMENT: IN BIO
OBJECTIVE: GET A JOB
Tags: Gorba the Hutt
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The guards outside the Bareesh Kajidic viewing area were turned away from the rancor fight beneath, watching the entrance way to the booth. They were likely still enjoying the show, the clashing of the titans would still be felt in the soles of their feet, as could the raucous cheering of the audience be heard in the air. They would see a monstrous armored figure approaching.

In his time working as a hunter, Ghorua had found a few things to be true of the cartels. One, they demanded respect. Two, they respected boldness. And three, they liked having enormous Herglics on their payroll. The Shark just hoped that none of that had changed since he'd returned to the life.

Ghorua stepped up to the box seating of the Bareesh Kajidic, and was no doubt halted by the guards. The Shark crossed his arms over his chest, silently daring one of them to test him. "I'm here to speak to the illustrious Gorba the Hutt," he said, deep voice rumbling viciously.

"I'd like to offer my services."

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[Ivory Stroud]

Location: Varl Station; Watching the fight.
Wearing: The Donna's Regalia, The Black Hand, Naehtid Earpiece
Interacting: Cass Gemini , Dedata | Celty Ree , Darth Ophidia , Marcella Fiora Cartri Keswoll
Waiting to meet: Viz Harridan

Cass Gemini

Ivory understood passion & desire in many forms. She wouldn't judge the pirate for her quirks... as-if her opinion would matter anyway. The two were cut from similar cloth, it seemed - but the Ivory Cass would get in this moment was not the Ivory she would get on Denon. The Donna was about business... and the HSC and its subsequent connections were far more important.

She put her finger her lips and gave The Donna a playful look. Wiggling her fingers, the packet shifted out of his pocket without him knowing and gently floated into the air towards Cass. A little girl looked at her and Cass shushed her, allowing her to take one of her own before bringing the packet. To her hand.

The Donna reached out, grinning slyly as she took a slim red candy from the pack, placing it in her mouth and chewing absently. She was about to speak, when there was a sudden rush of movement at the entry to The Family's personal balcony.

Darth Ophidia

The sudden arrival of a cloaked figure caused a momentary stir amongst The Family's guards standing watch. As the cloaked figure approached, two of The Family's soldiers stepped in-front of the archway, barring entrance. The Donna turned, eyebrows narrowing for a moment, considering the new arrival... before raising a hand and snapping her fingers once. The sound carried like a blaster shot & caused both to glance at their Boss. The Donna waved them aside, allowing the figure to approach.

"Touching, and true I suppose."

Ivory recognized the voice. The Sith Lord, Darth Ophidia; in command of The Sith Order's Frumentarii. The woman was an extremely skilled & capable Assassin... but for her to show her face & announce her presence with words rather than a lightsaber to the spine set The Donna slightly more at ease. Still, the presence of the powerful Sith Lord caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. If the Consortium was attracting the attention of the Sith Order, their influence was already spreading beyond the bounds of Hutt Space... which boded well for their cause.

The Donna turned her attention from Cass, hands rising to lace her fingers before her chest (and concealing the slim piece of candy within them); her wooden helmet dipping slightly in a nod of recognition. The Donna was familiar with the Frumentarii - had even done business with them previously - and deigned to show respect. "Darth Ophidia. What a surprise. Welcome to Varl Station."

The corner of her lip curled upward in a small smile as she indicated the others in the booth. "These are my associates. Marcella Fiora, and DeData. The Twi'lek below is my Enforcer - she will return shortly." She then indicated the Redhead in the beautiful black & red lacy dress beside her, "This is Cass Gemini, with the Kraken Collective. Cass, this is Darth Ophidia, with the Sith Order."

Cartri Keswoll

A few moments later, with introductions complete, another arrival joined The Family in their personal skybox. Ivory caught more movement just beyond the archway as her Family soldiers stopped a second visitor - this one she, too, recognized immediately. Cartri Keswoll, one of Darkwire's Shadowrunners and a professional Pickpocket. At Ivory's request, Darkwire had deemed it wise to send one of their own to represent the loosely-organized group's interests; Cartri was Ivory's personal guest and she'd been expecting him.

Marcella's soft voice arose in greeting as the young man entered: "Evening, Cartri."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself Ivory," Cartri said as he folded his arms and gave a respectful nod to the crime boss "Thank you for the kind invitation and keeping our interests at heart."

The Donna returned the nod of greeting. "You're very welcome. Darkwire is a valuable ally. Please, join us." She indicated a seat, then made a hand-motion toward one of the nearby servers to take the boy's order for a drink if he wanted one. Alcoholic or not. "Cartri, allow me to introduce my associates. You've already met Marcella Fiora . The woman with the helmet is my Cyber-Intel Specialist; she goes by Dedata." (DeData looked like she'd fit right in with the typical Darkwire crowd) "This is Cass Gemini, a Pirate of the Kraken Collective, and..." She glanced at Ophidia, betraying concern for a moment as-to how much she should mention of the Assassin's background, "This is Darth Ophidia, of the Sith Order."

"Ladies, this is Cartri Keswoll, a representative of Darkwire - a newly branded Terrorist Organization by the Galactic Alliance and a friend of ours."

The term, code amongst The Family, meant business could be freely discussed in his presence. The fact that he was barely above teen age, Ivory seemed to casually disregard.

Below them, a 7-foot tall Emerald Green Twi'lek was presently engaged in battle with a Rancor and other beasts - Ivory would allow Stardust Solus Skirae to introduce herself once she returned. Ivory's Enforcer was armored, surrounded by a heat haze, and bore lit lightsabers as she strode into the fray.

 

[Dedata | Celty Ree]

Weapons	Armor	Gadgets
Sparti Short Spear	Dedata's MK2 Helmet	Modified Datapad running Deda-net
Ianus Kopis	Dedata's outfit	Data spikes
	Leg harness and bags

Tags -
Interacting with - Ivory Stroud | Stardust Solus Skirae | Cass Gemini | Darth Ophidia | Cartri Keswoll | Marcella Fiora
Other - Orotta the Hutt | Ghorua the Shark | Koda Fett | Daesha Sivron | Viz Harridan | Vienna Hourne | Kirk Korrado | Akeela Garval |

N O W A V E - OBAY

As the new helmet powered up, the visor would flicker alive showing a fiery reddish orange. Text for a moment filled her screen, a box in the centre that said initializing. Once it had finished her screen cleared then showed the information that was previously displayed. The black haired pirate known as Cass offered a complement. To which Dedata acknowledged with a simple nod. More people was flooding onto the Family's balcony. Had she guess, the hutts might get jealous given that the crime group was getting more attention than them.

Perhaps thats why they chose to send even more at Stardusts way. Though Dedata was not about to let the family be responsible for the slaves deaths. "Time to control the narrative." She spoke to herself knowing the soundproofing would hold up preventing anyone form hearing her voice. The woman thought it would be a good test to see how much faster the hacks would work now. Placing the old helmet and tools into the bag, Dedata moved it off to the side then shuffled to the end. Standing up she moved over to the balcony's edge once more her sights on the commentators box. Sliding out her datapad and setting it to the language she made. The woman typed fast to send to the prompter. She did not even need to see the screen to know what it was she was typing. Once finished she sent the text over for the commentator to read. Then pointed her hand out like a blaster pretending to fire an air shot.

"LADIES, GELNETLMEN AND OUR ASTEAMED HUTTS. PLEASE WELCOME TO THE FIELD THE EMMMMERAALLLLDD DRAGOOOOOOOON! FIGHTING ALONG SIDE THE SEVEN FOOT FEIRCE FIGHTER ARE OUR HAND PICKED SLAVEEESSS!" The crowd began to cheer.
"THEIR OPPONENTS GNASHER, GHARZR'S AND THE BEAST MASTERRRRRRSSSS!" The crowds got louder clearly displaying their chosen favourites of the match. The Screens around the arena would once more do the flair to gain hype amongst the masses enjoying the blood sport.
"Ohh my who knew this unexpected turn of events would be happening, I sure didn't. I will tell you all now this could be working up to a massacre or the fight of the night folks. Do not forget to place your bets." The other commentator said chiming in. Still Dedata was not finished yet as she scrolled through the music to put something with energy on. After all it was a good thing to set the right mood when someone in the Family was involved.

A smirk was hidden under her helmet as her hand lowered to turn and face those who was now gathering around. There was at least two people here now that made her feel uneasy. The pirate and the Rattataki from the Sith empire. Still Dedata had to remind herself to remain calm and it was unlikely those here where going to do anything brash. Even reminding herself did not stop the unease of just being around people. She moved to collect her drink then stood beside Ivory, as the woman began to introduce everyone.

Dedata looked at Cartri Keswoll , offering a simplistic wave of her hand as her name was said. Though even she thought Cyber-intel specialist was to fancy a word to describe what she did. Information broker was simple enough. However the the title was not wrong by any means. Flipping her Data pad to type in aurabesh and cleaned what she said earlier. "Pleasure to meet you all.

" Lifting up her screen she would face it to the crowd of people. The text big enough that it could be read well from who ever was stood the furthest back.

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Slaves, Gharzr's, Rancor, none of it seemed to make the twilek take a single step back or make her rethink any of this. Looking to her sabers she shut them off and placed them upon her hips as she flexed her hands and let the commando knives slip free

I'll do it without my sabers! Come then!

She stomped once and made a ring of fire whoosh around the perimeter before it died away leaving the heat to dissipate. Body coiled before she started stepping forward rapidly gaining speed until she was at a full on sprint, those beasts from dxun needed to be taken out soon as crafty and sneaky as they were they presented a bigger threat be able to pick off the weak, the slaves stardust didnt wish to harm at all so she was quickly forming a plan to somehow avoid killing them. Shaking her head she focused on the alpha of the hard lifting a hand to throw a line of fire at the heard splitting them up so she could single the lead out.

The tail struck at her glancing off her armor while her blade slammed down with intense force, the skull was crushed as she ducked below a slaves strike and pushed them back with the force. Crafty as they were one of the Gharzr's came and pounced upon her blind spot, however it would find its skin beginning to burn as the heat around stardust began to turn the heat up enough the air around her began shimmering! The beast roared out in pain before being silenced as stardust grabbing a leg and slammed it down into the ground

week, vanquo has creatures that put up more a fight

A loud roar caught her attention and soon a clawed fist smacked and sent her flying, she hit the ground sending sparks as she slid and rolled up again as she rolled her shoulders

cheap shot, alright fine

The wrist blades went back and her sabers flew to her hands as she activated them and stood tall seemingly unaffected

YOU WANT MY ATTENTION HERE YOU GO!

Charging at the beast a wave of fire flew forth, while it wouldn't be enough to harm the creature but made its charge halt as it turned away from the fire, as it did star pushed through the flames and sliched at the leg of the rancor before sliding to a stop behind it and stomped her foot placing a ring of fire around her and the beast. The slaves quickly stopped their approach and stepped back unable to find a way in as stardust stood tall while the beast turned rage filling it eyes, her eyes looked to the screen and noticed it had changed or maybe star didnt notice at all. Smiling she kept the fire ring up as this was her show...a show to everyone what the family had in their possession and a show to the slaves not to interfere with her fight. Eyes moved to the rancor as it began another charge, sighing she waited for it to get close and jumped over its swipe and landed on its arm bouncing off and onto its head stabbing into it as a pain roared echoed throughout the arena. Roaring out herself she focused her power into the wounds as flames began engulfing the beast and soon its ears and eyes burst with flames coming the glow almost blinding to anyone watching.

Soon the flames died down, smoke covering the arena and more importantly the rancor, out from the smoke untouched or burned walked the twilek as her face shield went down and her hands extended out towards the beast master with a wicked grin

your next, but it is not my fight

The slaves began to move it, emboldened to have the the emerald dragon on there side, the drgaon who's name was infamous among slavers and a hope to those enslaved. As the beasts master looked around in disbelief stuttering in huttese he cried out when the slaves went upon him blood began to stain the floor once more as she nodded her head and began walking back

that was fun

Wih a simple hop she was back on the balcony and crouched down upon it holding her hand out

may I have my ring Donna

Bunch of new faces, eyes glanced over then until she came to the face of Darth Ophidia , eyes went wide as she stood up tall and gazed upon her hand at her saber as she tilted her head

well well well, darth Ophidia, a honor to have you among us. I assume the Sith have a interest in us given your here

A step off star drew her heat in best she could, the air was now just warm though within inches around her was almost unbearably hot

 

[Domino]

For the moment Domino ignored the tension she'd created by calling out Fett and the bringing of her heavily armed and armored escort, enraptured as she was at the display below. Subconsciously she moistened her lips, her pulse quickening, the condensation on her glass spiderwebbed to frost across its surface as she began drawing in power in response to the show. A part of her urged her to give in, let loose and join the fun before she wrested it under control. Business, she was here on business. Slowly she eased up and took another small drink, the alcohol stopping that from freezing.

"Relax Fett, I understand business and tend not to hold grudges. You were hired for a job, it just so happened to be by people I opposed. Now those people are gone." Her tone was relaxed, simply walking him through it though she stopped short of reminding him that she'd outright told him she wasn't going to kill him on Sriluur. That was then, the situation had obviously changed in the intervening time and lightyears. instead she grinned at the quick display of combat Stardust was putting on before letting out a disappointed sigh, really it'd been over too fast. For all the flair Stardust had put into things, she certainly hadn't lost any efficiency.

Not feeling the need to talk with anyone else present and with the show over, Domino turned and left with her escort, seeking the path that would take them to the private box shared by the two Hutts she'd picked out.

Koda Fett