The Unstable Code (Tanalth)

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan read through the files haphazardly dashed and spread across the desk in front of him. Some very exciting research he and a Sith Alchemist had started required some very sensitive genetic information. Zoltan set his most trustworthy agents onto gathering the few scraps of intelligence of anybody or anything that contained this highly important DNA. However, Zoltan was overjoyed when he got the report that the failed cloning experiment by the name of Tanalth, according to some of her creators research, held the thing he desired so much: A very unstable cocktail of chemicals within her that resided upon her vocal cords.

Now, Zoltan was told that, similar to her genes, Tanalth was a highly unpredictable and manic being, so obtaining what his research needed urgently was going to be extremely challenging. So, what better way than to offer a huge sum of credits and a promise to work with her on anything she desired?

Zoltan absentmindedly rapped his knuckles on the table, waiting for Tanalth to enter the room.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

Even though she was a member of the Techno Union, being paid wasn't as big as she'd hoped. The big-wigs and others who ran the entire faction were more about putting their real money into boring things, like more easy to break droids they thought would be better than the last. Needless to say Tanalth was not living a life of luxury. A crumy little apartment proivded by the Union within a matching, down-sized area of one of the capital planets. Taking jobs on the side was always a plus, at least it helped a little in the long run.​

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Word of this [member="Zoltan Rarsk"] wanting to meet her for the offer of a large amount of credits was a suprise, however. A whole lot for what seemed like a whole little. Either it was a trap or their was more he wanted out of her, and the offer was just the bait to see if a big enough fish like herself would take it. For both the sake of the money and the sense of curiosity Tanalth agreed, eventually making her way to where Rarsk wanted her to meet him.​

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Dressed in her usual tight black attire, showing off her curves and the better parts of her changed Gen'Dai anatomy, she walked up to him and looked down at the creepy little man. An eyebrow rasied itself as her yellow eyes exaimed the almost snake-like man in front of her.​

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"You called?" she asked.​

 

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan gave a quick one-over of the woman in front of him with a dry sneer. While it was clear that she was rather imposing and could easily take him out in one blow, her attempt at using her more feminine looks was lost on the cold and bitter man. However, he quickly masked his mixture of disgust and amusement and put on an expression of utter disinterest. "​Yes, I contacted you. I'm offering you this rather large sum of credits in exchange for your participation in a little...experiment of mine. I have the knowledge that based upon your rather ghastly and inhumane creation, your very DNA is a melting pot of new and exciting developments within the study of genetics. Based upon some notes your creator had left behind after his, shall we say, timely death, you have some very desirable genes within your vocal chords. Now let me be blunt: The process of extracting this valuable resource will be extremely painful and we'll be unable to use anesthetic as it would temporarily nullify the chemicals, rendering them useless during surgery."

"Now, as a result of this, not only am I offering you these credits, but one favor for use on whatever you please: I have big connections with major figures throughout the galaxy, so my aid would help you immensely with whatever you desire. Will you accept?" ​Z​oltan asked her, pitching his entire statement like he was a professional speeder salesman.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

As he started talking Tanalth gave a very odd look to the way his voice sounded. Even for looking like a snake or skull his voice was more clear and deep than she thought. Not that it helped her attention as he went on to explain why he wanted to pay her for her time. When the first thing about a special 'experiment' came up she was ready to shoot his proposal of sex down, before realizing it meant something else. From there, as he kept talking, Tanalth didn't seem to pay much attention at all. Her eyes wandered the room. She clear out her ear with her finger before using the same one to clean her nose. By the time he finished she flicked whatever she found on the tip of it away.​

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"So you just want some DNA. And the only way you're getting it is cutting into me?" she said, giving his whole speech back to him. "I'm not afraid of pain. But what I DO want to know is what the hell you're going to do with it? Make clones out of me or something? 'Cause I don't like competition."​

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[member="Zoltan Rarsk"]​

 

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan was caught off-guard by the...crass nature of Tanalth. While he expected that she might've been mentally unhinged or have various deformities, he didn't expect a unabashed and shameless display of an utter lack of giving a damn. However, Zoltan was snapped out of his reverie when she began inquiring upon his research. "While I'm not at liberty to say what we're specifically researching, let me assure you it doesn't involve cloning and involves the development of a very dangerous virus. Sadly, that's all I can tell you...Tanalth. That's your name, correct?" Zoltan commented.

Zoltan began to drum his fingers, falling into his usual habit of tapping on the table.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

Given that he wasn't saying a lot didn't make the deal any easier. As much as she didn't give a damn about anyone at the same time she knew that her sort of DNA wasn't something to pass out to everyone. Then again there was the credits. Something she needed. And while she didn't like him the fact that [member="Zoltan Rarsk"] was willing to give whatever it took did add a few ideas in her mind.​

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When he wanted to confirm her name she gave a small burp and said "Yep. That's me. But you say you take what you need and then I get the credits and anything else I want?" She leaned foward, looking him eye-to-eye, and emphasized "Anything?" ​

 

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan rolled his eyes and looked her dead in the eyes, and emphasized his next point. "ANYTHING. Yes, whatever you desire, as long as it's not literally impossible, I'll personally aid you, with the support of the majority of all my agents, soldiers and connections behind me. So, are we clear on this point?" Zoltan coldly stated. While he didnt wish to have to associate himself with such a lunatic, he knew that with her raw genetic information...Well, he would have to work with her to make sure his plans came to fruition.

"So, what do you want from me?" Zoltan asked, folding his arms while waiting for her surely insane response.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

With everything cleared she thought for a moment before giving what she first demanded. "I'll start with...that hat." she said pointing to the one on his head. From there she stood and paced for a bit, tapping her finger against her chin, before coming up with more ideas. "Since you're already giving me the credits, I guess anything else would be just for fun. So maybe I new speeder-car. A pet bantha. A new large holo-screen. And the most expensive fur coat you can find in the galaxy. In my size of course." After that she leaned down to look at [member="Zoltan Rarsk"] in the eye again, smirked, and asked "Sound fair?" ​

 

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan gave Tanalth an icy stare before groaning and nodding his head. "​Yes, but that's really what you want? Revenge, a job, family, power, wealth, slaves, nothing else besides a pet Bantha, a new Holoscreen and...M​y hat."​ H​e said with a noticeable edge in his voice. Out of all the things he expected from murder to blackmail, rather than asking for some very limited material possessions. However, Zoltan couldn't deny, as he sent the few guards in the room to start placing the orders for a tame, miniature Bantha, a new Holoscreen, and a new hat...For himself, of course.

"​Anything else?" Z​oltan blankly asked.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

Tanalth was both glad and yet surprised he was so willing to give so much. More evidence to the idea that whatever he wanted her DNA for it must have been serious. Which also meant he was that desperate for it. The wheels in her head turned as she smirked even more, seeing that he was so keen to give even more if it still meant getting what he wanted out of her.​

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"Don't forget my coat." she pointed out before thinking a little more. She snapped her finger and said "Just one more thing. I want a weapon. A really BIG one. Something that can cut and smash. Something just my size. I'm talking like a war hammer or something. Something I can use in a fight against anyone, even force users with their fancy sabers." ​

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With that now on the table the Gen''dai waited to here what [member="Zoltan Rarsk"] would say.​

 

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan gave Tanalth a cold glare, preparing to lecture her. "Tanalth, this is a very serious matter, so I suggest you take this seriously, or my offer is off the table altogether." He coldly stated. While Zoltan was merely bluffing, thanks to years of acting, lying, cheating and stealing from every single powerful person in the galaxy, he was able to make it look like he truly was about to rebuff Tanalth unless she began to make serious offers, instead of simply asking for very simple and materialistic items.

Zoltan gave Tanalth five seconds, counting down the seconds via his fingers, holding his hand up in the air.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

Her Gen'Dai hands slammed on the desk as he hit the third finger on his hand. Her tone became more blunt and somewhat threatening as she said "I'm serious. You think you have enemies to worry about? You're a little guy with little problems. I'm a big girl with bigger problems. This weapon is what I need. Sure, maybe the other things I had saved on my Life Day list, but this is a must have. You want my DNA you give me this weapon and we call it square. Otherwise I can walk out that door and take the next shuttle out of here, leaving you high and dry. Your choice, freaky face."​

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After that she stood, crossing her arms, and waited for [member="Zoltan Rarsk"] to give an answer.​

 

[Zoltan Rarsk]

Zoltan scowled as he heard her complain and moan about how she had such a hard life with such big problems. While that wasn't exactly what Tanalth said, the scarred man's ire had been provoked, and he had enough of her stupid shenanigans.

"You think you have issues? My skin, my tongue, my family, my nation, my culture all had been torn away from me in a hellish blaze of nuclear fire, only to be paraded as a trophy, a symbol of my captors brutality and might. You think you've had it rough girl? I'll get you that hammer, and you give me the DNA, and then get the hell out." Zoltan furiously stated.

[member="Tanalth"]