Tatooine Nights

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Zagara Vao"] [member="Xis"]

Tydus looked a the Man before him, "A slave huh? Not that I approve, but if she was weak enough to be caught..." He though to himself with a sigh. Tydus was raised around freed slaves, his master was a refugee camp commander in his younger years, so bringing in freed or run away slaves was common. Before he became a Cybernetic Tin Man, man of his friend were former slaves that were saved by an externals force of killed their master to run away. He thought it sad to keep such a beauty caged up, but it wasn't his right to question others, even his clients.

"Slave huh? Very well, I'll accept that offer, as for the kill, I'll just hand this off." He opened his coat to pull out a data pad and hooked into it with a wire connecting to his arm. He downloaded the Info of the man he needed dead. Once done, he disconnected and slid it over to the other man.

Data: Name: Damion Cooro _____ Specialist: Arms Dealer/Drug Dealer ______ Associates: Black Suns, Dark Brotherhood, and Informant for the Republic Drug Enforment _____ Current Location: Tatooine

"You get him out of my way and I'll hand over the weapons." Tydus looked over to make sure no one but the Togruta saw the data pad. After he was killed, he might now be able to expand his influence to the Black Suns.

 

[Xis]

She liked straight to the point? That was the way Xis was going to give it to her. He had no time to beat around the metaphorical bush in talking to her into convincing her. This twi’lek had spent her life enslaved to another being, never truly able to take charge of her own life. She knew about wanting freedom and power hence Xis didn’t have to ease her into some speech. “What operation do you speak of?” With a slight shake of his head Xis cast a glance over his shoulder. “Your master and his people are nothing in the far bigger game. They are calo pups, and they are at the bottom of the foodchain. Eventually something or someone bigger will come and devour them.”

There was no need for Xis to emphasize his words, he was sure the twi’lek knew what he meant by something higher up on the chain. The scion of a predatory species Xis carried it in his veins to be an apex predator. “Who said anything about me handing it to you? I said the galaxy isn’t kind enough to hand you your freedom, and neither am I. You must emancipate yourself.”

Looking over to the small twi’lek, Xis had come to realize how much smaller than himself she was. It was almost hysterical the figure they cut standing side by side. He saw that stare, the one of longing. She wished for more in the galaxy. The ambition that could easily make her a Sith. “Taking charge of your own destiny is the only answer. Once you do the galaxy is yours for the taking.”

Smiling at her Xis nodded his head down to the crowd below. “Look at them. They are the mundane, just as they are beneath me. When you free yourself they will be beneath you. I said the galaxy will be yours for the taking and I meant it." Leaning close his breath upon her ear Xis whispered though there was no need. “If you free yourself, and I mean truly I will show you how to truly live and fulfill your potential.”

Xis didn’t have to look Tydus to know the individual wasn’t fully human nor cybernetic. He was a mixture, and in a way Xis understood him on a better level than any sentient being ever could. His skills in mechu deru revealed the being to him but he was for another time. Possibly he could serve as an experiment in Xis’ further delving into the arts of Mechu Deru. The improvements would be to die for.

[member="Tydus Wryeens"] [member="Zagara Vao"]