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Khrad
Lizard man
The Trandoshan considered the option. He hadn't planned on having four foes. Sure, the little gerbil wouldn't be much of a problem, but the other three would be. He was a warrior, but he was a mercenary as well. The captain was right, the authorities might not pay him at all, and Hutts were known to be double crossers. Hmm. A steady pay for working with a pirate seemed to be a good choice. Plenty of innocents to terrorize and srteal from, maybe a few cold blooded killing sprees. The lizard grinned.
"I think that working with you sounds like a wonderful idea. Pirates like yourself alwaysss need sssome muscle, yess?"
[member="Serg Leone"]
"I think that working with you sounds like a wonderful idea. Pirates like yourself alwaysss need sssome muscle, yess?"
[member="Serg Leone"]
Roshim Talsung
Character
Sitting on the dirt with his back leaning against the cantina's wall, Roshim watched the low-rate duel between two low-lifes. The sound of blasters had seemed to interest the some of the other shady beings in the establishment, drawing them out to watch - or hope to join- the altercations in the street. Funny to think on it now, but Roshim was given advice upon his arrival to the black-market trade route of Tatooine. 'Stay out of the cantina's unless you wanna get into a fight'. Taking the little man's advice, he chose to relax under the shade the extended roof offered, when all this action began to unfold around him. Luckily the woman got away, and no one was killed.
He could see them all talking, looking at the huddled beings with only his eyes, he knew that they must be mercenaries. Or at the very least smugglers. Seeing as how he had no money or holocom, he was practically stranded on this furnace of a planet until he could find a ride off of this rock. Making his decision, the robed Cathar stood his full height of over six feet, and walked to the group. Cathar were a cat-like race of large warriors, and he was no different. He wore brown and tan robes, all dirt colored now from the dust storms of Tatooine, but they didn't hide his muscular physique. Walking in the sun after a few hours in the shade, the heat from the dual suns felt almost like it was sizzling his fur. In a deep vibrato-like voice, he made his introduction.
"I'm willing to aid you, if you can get me closer to Corrosant. I ask for nothing but transport in return for my help."
[member="Khrad"]
[member="Serg Leone"]
He could see them all talking, looking at the huddled beings with only his eyes, he knew that they must be mercenaries. Or at the very least smugglers. Seeing as how he had no money or holocom, he was practically stranded on this furnace of a planet until he could find a ride off of this rock. Making his decision, the robed Cathar stood his full height of over six feet, and walked to the group. Cathar were a cat-like race of large warriors, and he was no different. He wore brown and tan robes, all dirt colored now from the dust storms of Tatooine, but they didn't hide his muscular physique. Walking in the sun after a few hours in the shade, the heat from the dual suns felt almost like it was sizzling his fur. In a deep vibrato-like voice, he made his introduction.
"I'm willing to aid you, if you can get me closer to Corrosant. I ask for nothing but transport in return for my help."
[member="Khrad"]
[member="Serg Leone"]
Ryan
OOC Account
"Welcome to the Drea's Revenge! I am Captain Serg Leone and this colorful folk are my crew' Serg gave off a devilish grin, pleased with himself that he had resolved a potentially violent situation with words with [member="Khrad"] . Now, having trandoshan muscle beefed up the team that much further but he could for see and issue between the large lizard and the wookie. Trandoshans and wookies have a natural hate that has been imbedded into their cultures for centuries if not longer. But, if they played nice when it mattered the Crew would be near invincible.
Serg and company where approached by a Cathar male who seemed interested in there certain predicament. He offered no credits just his body in aid to get off the planet and in a direction he was wanting to go. Now it was good manners to never ask a person their business, especially on this crap whole of a planet. "Who says your help will be worth a trip to the core?" The Captain crudely questioned the large cat, his eyes making quick work of his body as he scanned for weapons and other obvious threats. A survival mechanism that had spawned from 80 years living this style of life.
[member="Roshim Talsung"]
Serg and company where approached by a Cathar male who seemed interested in there certain predicament. He offered no credits just his body in aid to get off the planet and in a direction he was wanting to go. Now it was good manners to never ask a person their business, especially on this crap whole of a planet. "Who says your help will be worth a trip to the core?" The Captain crudely questioned the large cat, his eyes making quick work of his body as he scanned for weapons and other obvious threats. A survival mechanism that had spawned from 80 years living this style of life.
[member="Roshim Talsung"]
Roshim Talsung
Character
"Who says your help will be worth a trip to the core?" The self-proclaimed captain doubted his usefulness, did he? Roshim held up his right hand, and called upon the Force. The blaster at Serg's side shot towards him, making a small smack as it landed in the cathar's large hand. Flipping the weapon around so that he was now holding the barrel, he held the blaster out to the captain.
"I do", he replied, with a small grin on his cat-like face.
[member="Serg Leone"]
"I do", he replied, with a small grin on his cat-like face.
[member="Serg Leone"]
Werdla Dardalab
Character
Mother karking Force Users! Smug sons of sleemos! Mate a bantha and a Hutt and you'd get a bloody Force User! There was exactly one group of Force Users the Mando would tolerate, and those were the ones she was related to. They just got on with things, you didn't see them going about floating peoples blasters around! They were busy doing an actual honest days work. Besides, you didn't mess with another pirates blaster, you just didn't, it was bad form. Most would take it better if you reached down their pants than into their holsters.
This idjit had two ticks against him. One, he was non-human. Two, he was a Force User. Three and you're out. To the Nether with the fact that she couldn't really see, he was close enough it didn't matter. If her blasters were in her hands he couldn't float them anywhere.
So went the thinking that had 'La pull both her shiny new blasters on the Cathar with a growl.
[member="Roshim Talsung"] [member="Serg Leone"]
This idjit had two ticks against him. One, he was non-human. Two, he was a Force User. Three and you're out. To the Nether with the fact that she couldn't really see, he was close enough it didn't matter. If her blasters were in her hands he couldn't float them anywhere.
So went the thinking that had 'La pull both her shiny new blasters on the Cathar with a growl.
[member="Roshim Talsung"] [member="Serg Leone"]
Ryan
OOC Account
The dour expressionless upon the Captain's face did not give the Cathar any inkling that was impressed or annoyed. His glacier blue hues stole deep into the cat's feline yellow splits. Serg reached out for his weapon, his hand instinctively gripped his signature DL-44 blaster that had just recently been ripped from his side. The comfortable grip found home in the palm of his hand as he gently tugged the weapon from the Force User's grasp. Problem was, the Pirate did not lower the barrel to a safer direction. No he took one step back and his right index finger slid down to the trigger as he kept the barrel aimed center mass on the Cathar.
The Violent notion would automatically get the attention of the rest of his crew should be drawing their weapons to bare on the Stranger. "I am not impressed Cathar!" He growled "Force wizurds be a dime a dozen in this galaxy. The fish with the trident has magic in his blood as well and so did that female I dueled earlier. SO you offer me no credits but say your force is worth enough. I beg ya a differ pudy cat!"
The Dour expression then would turn to choleric as he pressed the trigger that would let loose a bolt aimed at the Cathar's chest. [member="Roshim Talsung"] only transgression that warranted grievous bodily harm or death was the mere fact he took the Captain's beloved blaster with out permission. To the Pirate, that is a death sentence and justified his current intentions with righteous purpose of example making. Nobody disarms the captain and lives to tell about it.
[member="Khrad"]
The Violent notion would automatically get the attention of the rest of his crew should be drawing their weapons to bare on the Stranger. "I am not impressed Cathar!" He growled "Force wizurds be a dime a dozen in this galaxy. The fish with the trident has magic in his blood as well and so did that female I dueled earlier. SO you offer me no credits but say your force is worth enough. I beg ya a differ pudy cat!"
The Dour expression then would turn to choleric as he pressed the trigger that would let loose a bolt aimed at the Cathar's chest. [member="Roshim Talsung"] only transgression that warranted grievous bodily harm or death was the mere fact he took the Captain's beloved blaster with out permission. To the Pirate, that is a death sentence and justified his current intentions with righteous purpose of example making. Nobody disarms the captain and lives to tell about it.
[member="Khrad"]
Tiktok The Cook
Homicidal Hamster
[member="Serg Leone"] [member="Werdla Dardalab"] [member="Roshim Talsung"] [member="Khrad"]
Tiktok approached the cathar and sniffed the thing, it didn't smell sanitary it might infect his nummy eats. That was what he did, he was the Drea's beloved cook and maintained nutritious! He moved back over beside [member="Serg Leone"] " Cat no nutritious! Smell... No good eats. Stringy... Say we eats lizard, much nutritious" the rabid little hamster squeeked as he took out his trusty frying pan. Tiktok was always looking for new ingrediants to make the crews food with, why last week he had cooked verpine surprise, the surprise was that it was a real verpine that he boiled and not something off their world.
" Lizard stew, lizard with dung beetle slurry, lizard with skunk worm, lizard with stink beetle larvae pulp... mmm many nutritious lizard" he said going off about proper ways to cook a lizard man. " Tiktok think lizard cook better then stinky fish man!"
Tiktok approached the cathar and sniffed the thing, it didn't smell sanitary it might infect his nummy eats. That was what he did, he was the Drea's beloved cook and maintained nutritious! He moved back over beside [member="Serg Leone"] " Cat no nutritious! Smell... No good eats. Stringy... Say we eats lizard, much nutritious" the rabid little hamster squeeked as he took out his trusty frying pan. Tiktok was always looking for new ingrediants to make the crews food with, why last week he had cooked verpine surprise, the surprise was that it was a real verpine that he boiled and not something off their world.
" Lizard stew, lizard with dung beetle slurry, lizard with skunk worm, lizard with stink beetle larvae pulp... mmm many nutritious lizard" he said going off about proper ways to cook a lizard man. " Tiktok think lizard cook better then stinky fish man!"
Khrad
Lizard man
[member="Tiktok The Cook"] [member="Serg Leone"] [member="Werdla Dardalab"] [member="Roshim Talsung"]
The lizard looked down at the diminutive fur ball that was Tiktok and hissed, bearing his sharp teeth. He wouldn't end up in some stew, not if he could help it. Distancing himself from the little Ewok, Khrad raised his rifle and pointed it at the Cathar.
"Sssso, Bosssss, want me to do the honors? Free of charge! Think of it asss, a show of goodwill toward you and your crew."
The large lizard grinned, rifle aimed at the Cathar's head.
The lizard looked down at the diminutive fur ball that was Tiktok and hissed, bearing his sharp teeth. He wouldn't end up in some stew, not if he could help it. Distancing himself from the little Ewok, Khrad raised his rifle and pointed it at the Cathar.
"Sssso, Bosssss, want me to do the honors? Free of charge! Think of it asss, a show of goodwill toward you and your crew."
The large lizard grinned, rifle aimed at the Cathar's head.
Roshim Talsung
Character
Oh, this didn't go so well...
Roshim was out of his element, in this part of the galaxy. He didn't know the million unspoken rules of the criminal-world, and had no credits to his name. Up until the point where the fierce-looking Captain took hold of his blaster, the Cathar thought his action would have impressed them. Having a force-user on his side? Most would jump at the chance. But, back to those unspoken rules...
When the Captain didn't lower the barrel, Roshim knew this was about to turn ugly, quickly building up the force to strengthen his legs. Force Jump, the technique was called, and jump Roshim did. Ten feet in the air, the blaster-bolt burning a hole clean through his robes between his legs and narrowly missing his tail. Trying to keep his calm at his close encounter with death, he called his lightsaber to his hand, activating the small button. Landing five feet away from the group, he straightened his posture, holding his lightsaber completely perpendicular with the ground and pointing up; seemingly dividing his body perfectly in half with the vibrant emerald glow of the plasma blade.
"I'm sorry if I was out of place. Please forgive me, and let us stop this violence, Captain." That being said, he brought the saber down and to the right, in the classic Makashi salute. He didn't want to fight these guys, not just for their safety, but for the safety of the innocents around the cantina.
[member="Werdla Dardalab"] [member="Serg Leone"] [member="Tiktok The Cook"]
Roshim was out of his element, in this part of the galaxy. He didn't know the million unspoken rules of the criminal-world, and had no credits to his name. Up until the point where the fierce-looking Captain took hold of his blaster, the Cathar thought his action would have impressed them. Having a force-user on his side? Most would jump at the chance. But, back to those unspoken rules...
When the Captain didn't lower the barrel, Roshim knew this was about to turn ugly, quickly building up the force to strengthen his legs. Force Jump, the technique was called, and jump Roshim did. Ten feet in the air, the blaster-bolt burning a hole clean through his robes between his legs and narrowly missing his tail. Trying to keep his calm at his close encounter with death, he called his lightsaber to his hand, activating the small button. Landing five feet away from the group, he straightened his posture, holding his lightsaber completely perpendicular with the ground and pointing up; seemingly dividing his body perfectly in half with the vibrant emerald glow of the plasma blade.
"I'm sorry if I was out of place. Please forgive me, and let us stop this violence, Captain." That being said, he brought the saber down and to the right, in the classic Makashi salute. He didn't want to fight these guys, not just for their safety, but for the safety of the innocents around the cantina.
[member="Werdla Dardalab"] [member="Serg Leone"] [member="Tiktok The Cook"]
Ryan
OOC Account
Captain Serg Leone, a infamous buccaneer and very talented gunslinger stood there, his eyes glued to the DL-44 blaster he had just fired point blank at a target for the second time this day and missed making the score zero for two. The Compuzzling look an the frustrated glare turned to anger as he drew his blaster on a innocent bystander to his proximate right. Pulling the trigger the Gamorrean dropped dead in his track with a bolt through his thick skull.
Nope, it wasn't the blaster's fault. "Guess ya force wizurds be immune me blaster fire! ' He chuckled at [member="Roshim Talsung"] , a quick turn of attitude from his split second murderous episode he had played upon the poor PIG. "You have five seconds to run before I decide to test you wizurdry against the rest of me crew!" He darted his words at the large cat, cold ice in the tone of it. Compassion was not rare for a leader of men and today the Cathar was baring witness to Serg's. " ONE............!" He began the count down, drawing both his pistols now upon the force user.
[member="Khrad"] [member="Tiktok The Cook"] [member="Werdla Dardalab"]
Nope, it wasn't the blaster's fault. "Guess ya force wizurds be immune me blaster fire! ' He chuckled at [member="Roshim Talsung"] , a quick turn of attitude from his split second murderous episode he had played upon the poor PIG. "You have five seconds to run before I decide to test you wizurdry against the rest of me crew!" He darted his words at the large cat, cold ice in the tone of it. Compassion was not rare for a leader of men and today the Cathar was baring witness to Serg's. " ONE............!" He began the count down, drawing both his pistols now upon the force user.
[member="Khrad"] [member="Tiktok The Cook"] [member="Werdla Dardalab"]