[The Underworld] Party At The White Palace

[Daxton Bane]

From the shadows Daxton watched with much amusement as the chaos exploded all around him. The symphony of anger, self righteousness boiling over with suspicion and paranoia was like a fine vintage to the Sith. Daxton loved chaos and this was sweetest beverage he had sipped in a while.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan continued to stuble towards Thraxis, stumblng left to right. Cadan slung his arm around one of the Gamoreans and used it to steady him. "Now Thaxy. We got ourselves and intruder." Cadan said the the large green, piece of flesh to under his arm. "Wait! You ain't Thraxis. 'E is pink."

Cadan locked eyes with Thraxis, a smile crossed over his face. "Aye! There you are." Cadan spoke as he clicked his fingers and pointed his fingers at him as if they were guns. "Prepare for battle." Cadan said as he looked around the pitt. A question forming on his lips. "Where the fleck am I?"

[member="Thraxis"] [member="HK-36"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Thraxis"], [member="Cadan Tazi"],

HK was seriously considering dropping his cloaking device just to have a serious talk with Cadan about him getting an intervention because this was getting ridiculous. That would be a weird turn, Thraxis, the droid, and Gammoreans sitting in a circle telling the Duros how much he meant to them. Either way, HK had his goal and he had to stay on it no matter how spiced out Cadan's mind was. While him and Thraxis were having a chat, the droid, still cloaked, made his way between Gammorrean troops, sneaking to a rather large snotty fellow at the edge of the ranks.

Slipping behind the Gammorrean the droid took an explosive charge and with a sleight of hand attached it to the back of the warrior's belt silently, keeping himself in stealth as the charge was set and he sneaked away from the trapped soldier. The machine made his way to an air vent instead, looking at Thraxis and Cadan chippering about the battle and the Duros wondering where he was. HK reached over slowly and then quickly pushed up on the vent cover before slinking his arm back under the cloak and taking few steps away,

CLANG!

The duo and the Gonorrheans would be able to hear the vent cover open and close with a loud metallic sound, as if something just moved through it.

At the very least, their encounter would make quite the show for the Hutts upstairs.

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis fingers clenched roughly on his mask, placed around where the bridge of his nose was, a large audible groan emanating from his mask as he took a step back, Cadan was more drugged out of his mind then usual and as to why he thinks he would be in a state to fight, he had no idea. As he watched him stumble towards the Gammorean a single quick twitch of the eye as he tried to explain to the brute if a man, until he heard the word Thraxis, realizing that he couldn't even see straight. "Oh for..." he mumbled, at this point he should have expected anything from the man.

"Good observation Cadan. I am here." he moaned with a tint of genuine surprise. As he walked over Thraxis took it upon himself to stabilize the man, since it was clear he couldn't do it himself. As he made his approach he watched as he made an odd movement, pretending to shoot him Thraxis head tilted, he had never seen the Duros do that before, something that rose an Iota of suspicion, "Yes Cadan we are-" he responded before being cut off, "Cadan.... You have been here before you do realize?" he said with exacerbated breath, before he heard it, the clang, the sound of metal running against metal as he looked up, "Wait when did we get Vent's?" he inquired to one of the smaller Gammoreans.

"We are fifty feet underground, we need some way to get air." he responded, a thick Gammorean accent running across even by a Gammorean's standards. "Also, we can't do anything about that." he snarled as he turned to Thraxis, his large axe swung over his back.

"What do you mean shoot him!" he yelled as he turned to the man, his eyes wide with panic as he realized that he might not have been as prepared as he thought. As he continued he pulled out a Pistola, aiming it towards the vent and letting loose a single shot.

"I mean, we only have Arg'Garok's, we didn't grab any Blasters." he retorted, a brow raised, they had the Blasters, but they never stockpiled anything other then personal belongings in the Pitt.

Thraxis raised a finger, his mouth left hanging as he realized the mistake, "These are fair points..." he trailed off, he couldn't exactly argue against the facts. Quickly his head snapped towards Cadan, "Cadan! Shoot the vents!"he demanded as he took another loose shoot, taking an estimate from the running sound of steel on steel.
[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="HK-36"]