Time and a place for Peace talking (Jackals)

[WelshPsych]

Yuroic hadn't had an easy few nights since he realised his life was being hunted by a Sith, in a cowardly way he might add. He rubbed his temples slowly, he needed to figure out how he was going to defeat this Sith as he was so against making peace with Yuroic though he could not see why. He brought no harm to the Sith, only defending an innocent Padawan.

He realised there was only one group who could help him, he pulled out his datapad and reluctantly punched in contact details of the Jackals. He needed their help even though they hated him, he was sure his creds could buy their peace, at least he hoped it would. He struggled on the wording of the letter as he wanted to put it right, he realised his recent actions against them nearly harmed an innocent girl just because he was angry they wanted his blood. With the news that they were hired his anger subsided quickly and he realised his vengence could have ended up killing somewhat innocent pirates, it nearly killed one of them, remembering how the captain looked. The message read:

'Hello Jackals,

I believe it is time we talked about the bounty you received to kill me, I need your help in stopping this Sith before innocent people like Rhain get hurt. I need to see you in person and talk about a plan I have.

I will be on Dantoonine if you agree to meet, I also wish to talk about ending this fight between us. It was wrong of me to try and kill you but at the same time you must appreciate that Sith sent you on a suicide mussion. He never thought you would kill me.

I have creds to pay for your help and forgiveness if that means anything.

Regards

Yuroic.'

He then sat in a public tavern on Dantoonine and gestured for a drink while he waited for a response. Hopefully they would come peacefully to him otherwise he would more than screwed. He sighed, he was placing alot of trust in the Jackals not to come and kill him.


[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] | [member="Thraxis"] | [member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Fiarr Zikri'tvo"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

As Cadan was in the main room of the station, the dash board would light the room. He sighed as he began to get up, pushing the Twi'lek aside. He had asked to not be disturbed, and now this happens! As his fingers danced across the dashboard pressing a button here and there, he finally brought up the message, a message from Yuroic. He scanned over it then looked to the Twi'lek. "Hey uhhhhh..." He'd click his finger trying to remember her name. "Uhhhhhh, Crystal? Dosen't matter, I pay you so it's now Crystal. Pass me my comm link."

The comm link would slide across the room, he'd pick it up and raise it to his mouth. "Cap'n and the others, I think you want to come to the main room." The message would echo throughout the station.

He stood their waiting, with only a piece of 'underwear' on, the Twi'lek would still be sitting on a chair in the corner of the room.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Fiarr Zikri'tvo"] [member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would stumble out of his bed, the echoing noise serving only to irritate him, as he began to stumble towards the noise his eyesight would be half-closed, when he got to where the noise was coming from he would break in, looking around, he would see a Twi'lek in the bed and [member="Cadan Tazi"] standing in his underwear, though he knew his habitats well enough that this came to no real surprise. He knew him long enough to know this was normal.
Thraxis looked to his half-naked friend pulling from his trench coat a flask with some sort of swill in it, he had no real idea what was in it, all he knew was something alcoholic was in it, "Oi! What the hell is all the noise? Do you want the rest of the crew to get up?!" he would yell, frustrated that his sleep was interrupted by what he assumed was Cadan playing some sort of prank to gain the admiration of his alien friend.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

He'd stand there and adjust the position of himself. "Read this. Looks like our friend Yuroic is in need of our help!" He'd let out a short bark of laughter. He'd wait for Thraxis to read over the letter that they had recived.

[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would look to him, with angry squinted eyes, "Excuse me?" he would look to him, putting his hands on his blasters, "You playing a prank to get this girls admiration? This damned floozy!" he would yell, looking back to the girl, angry motion would be filled with a movement that implied to her that she should leave the room, assuming she complied he quickly turned back to Cadan, "What the hell kinda prank is this huh? Huh! Do you think I would fall for something like this", his grip beginning to tighten "Look, you don't ever play that noise again, especially while I'm sleepin is that understood damnit!" he would scream, pulling his blasters out and holding them in the air, "WELL, HAVE I MADE MY SELF PERFECTLY CLEAR!" his eyes shot with rage, it was obvious that Thraxis was not pleased with what he believed to be a prank.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

NPC​

Newly dubbed Crystal would begin to rise and leave the room, first a quick walk, then when Thraxis drew his weapons she would run.

Character​

With a sign Cadan would watch as Crystal left the room, he was enjoying her company. "That was quite rude of you." He'd say as she exited. "Now you karking Hutt spawn, check the blasted screen." He knew how volatile Thraxis could be, it was best to defuse the situation before it could arise. He'd point to the screen which contain Yuroic's letter.

[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would have his arms still raised, though was willing to comply, he looked at the board, though in his state it was difficult but he managed, looking back he calmly placed his Blasters back into the holsters, his rage shot eyes quickly falling into placidity, his arms would be raised then placed onto Cadans shoulders, his face becoming serious towards the situation , he would look at [member="Cadan Tazi"] with a cold smile, "No." he felt that was enough of a response, slowly starting to stumble back to his bed and hoping to forget what had just transpired.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

"Meh, alright." He'd shrug before planning a response for Yuroic, and waiting for Thraxis to leave the room.

Once Thraxis had left the room, Cadan would open up his holocomm and being transmitting a messge to Yuroic, although Cadan was still wearing his underwear.

His blue from would stand there, his whole body visable. "Yuroic. This is Cadan, as you can see. I am willing to meet with you and make arrangements for yours and our safety, of coarse for the right amount of credits. You will meet me at the Boiled Bantha on Tatooine, within in the next few days. I will alert you when I am there." Upon closing the comm, Cadan would nod to himself, as if satisfied with what he had said. He'd look around the room, collect his clothes and put them on. Awaiting Yuroic's reply.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

He recieved a message from the Jackals and he nodded his head, them seemed willing to help him out which he was thankful for, he haboured no ill feelings for them. Not since he realised that Thraxis was the one who did more good for Rhain that he ever could. He decided it was time to mature and show them that he was willing to put their past in the past and start anew, hell when they first met they had worked together to save a slave girl, though Jaster paid them off they still helped.

He played the message sighed, covering his eyes, not wanting to see the mostly naked Duros he supressed a groan as he listened to the message. A change of venue was odd but he shrugged, he needed them, creds for their help was no issue for him as he rose from his chair and departed to Tatoonine. He was beginning to hate that planet.

He arrived several days later, having contacted the Jackals in between saying he would be there. He wandered the streets, eventually finding the tavern, the Boiling Bantha, a seedy bar if there ever was one. He wandered in and smiled to the scandily dressed Twi'leks who were serving drinks and probably more for the right price.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

As Cadan entered, wearing all of his clothes luckily, his nostrils would be filled with the scent of sweating people, strong drinks, and foreign foods. His eyes would scan the room before they feel upon the Jackals enemy, who had asked for their help? He walked towards the bar keep and ordered two whiskey, he walked past Yuroic and say himself down on a table. "Sit with me Yuroic, and tell me all the troubles that are swimming around in that special little head of yours." He'd sip from his glass of whiskey as he sat in the seat.

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

He followed Cadan to a table and ordered himself a mandalorian ale, a drink he had taken a liking to recently he then studied the Duros seeing the burnt flesh and scratched the back of his head nervously as he realised he had alot to answer for but his crimes were not the reason for this trip.

"I want to start by saying I want a truce between us. I can't hope to receive forgiveness but the Sith I fought on Nar Shaddaa, the one who hired you guys to kill me, he isn't your friend. Killing a Force User isn't easy and you got close with the sonic weapon but look what happened to your crew." He sighed as he looked at the Duros's face.

"I want to propose that we team up. With your resources and my lightsaber skills we should be able to defeat the Sith guy. I ask this because he's dangerous and he's going to get innocents like Rhain killed to get to me and I realised that you guys do have morals, they might just be a bit looser than mine." He chuckled slightly before continuing, "now I said I'll pay because nothing in life is free so how does 15,000 creds sound?" He was willing to go twenty but no one offered their upper limit straight away, haggling was important in this line of work.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would couch up a little bit of the whiskey as Yuroic mentioned the word 'morals', he'd tap his chest to help the liquid go back down. a wolfish grin would spread across his face. "Okay, I agree that the blasted Sith Spawn need to be killed, but dealing with Sith is a deadly bussiness. Perhaps for 17,000 we could assist you." He'd finish his drink, slamming the alcohol down on the table, grabbing the other one (intended for Yuroic) and begin drinking it.

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

He thought on the deal, not looking too eager to accept the offer. He sighed somewhat before nodding his head with somewhat reluctance. "Yes, 17,000 creds sounds there." He rolled his eyes as the Duros stole his drink but he shrugged, he hadn't yet paid for it so he wasn't too bothered.

As Cadan drank he decided to tell him his plan. "The plan is that you contact the Sithspawn, as you colourfully put it., saying you killed me and got the body as proof. Then when we meet with him we surprise attack him. Having him off guard would give us an advantage." He looked to Cadan to see if he would agree with the plan.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would quickly drain the rest of his drink and think the plan over. "Sounds like you've got a deal!" He'd extend his hand for a hand shake to seal the deal. "Finally we can take the fight to the blasted Sith! Barkeep, keep the drinks coming!"

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

He looked to the Duros and smiled briefly as he was able to grab a drink this time and guzzled the drink down in one. He sighed relieved but then something trigged in his head. He then studied Cadan with a slightly suspicious eye though he didn't make that fact know in his facial features.

"Where's Flannigan and Thraxis, Cadan?" He asked casually as he downed another drink slightly more cautiously as he offered a friendly smile.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

He'd scratch his chin a little as he thought about the appropriate response. He'd pull a cigar from his top pocket, a habit he had obviously gotten from Flannigan. Upon lighting it, grey plumes of smoke would rise into the air. "They were, how to say, sitting on the fence about this meeting. So I came to make the deal." He'd bring the cigar up to his mouth and inhale and exhale the smoke.

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

As Cadan pulled a cigar from his hat and chuckled to himself, it was very familiar to when Flannigan use to smoke his cigar. He listened as the Duros spoke, he could understand their indecisiveness to come and speak on a truce. Though he hadn't been the person to make Flannigan more machine than flesh he was there at the scene and did nothing to help the man.

"That's fair enough, well I hope that this deal will help them decide which side they wish to be on. Anyway, I'm glad we came to agreement on this." He extend his hand, which was quickly tanning due his frequent visits to Tatoonine. He shook the man's hand firmly.

"Right, well contact me when you and the others are ready to attack the Sith and we shall put the plan into action. I shall transfer the funds once you contact." He nodded he didn't want the Jackals to back out once they got the creds, he might be naive that they were good people deep down but he wasn't stupid to give them the money before they were ready to go, they could try getting more off the Sith then he be a morer man and possibly a dead one too.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan would shake the mans hand a begin to rise, there was nothing left to do and there were some Twi'leks about to be taken care of. "I will let you know once everyhing has been set up, until then try not to ruin anymore slave auctions." He'd chuckles as he left the room, the grey smoke following him.

As he left the Cantina, he'd drops some credits into both of the Twi'leks hands, with one under each arm he'd make to the ship!

[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]

 

[WelshPsych]

Yuroic watched as the Duros walked away with a couple of Twi'lek slaves for the night. He shook his head as he rose from his chair and left the bar. He stepped out into the warm Tatoonine air. He smiled, his negotations seemed to have gone well.

He headed to the port ready to this hot miserable planet. He sat on the bench and readied himself to find a ship heading his way.

[member="Cadan Tazi"]