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[Charlene Adaska]

Nhadir leaned over the pilots seat to put the ship into a careful orbit. If they were going to be intentionally taken, she wanted it to look like she had chosen to surrender peacefully.

"Follow," she instructed, hurrying through the cockpit, "Follow. Gran Shado."

She led them down into the common area, to where her favorite secret spot was. She eyed the two as if to say 'our little secret', then pushed against a wall until it slid open. Inside was a dark room where she frequently hid... well, you can imagine what sort of merchandise she usually hid there.

"Ze pirates. Heard of Ze Pirate Queen? Some call Lady Z?"

Maybe, maybe not. She was famous, but only in certain areas of the Galaxy. That damn purple flower painted on the side of the ship. That was her symbol, she could swear it. Seemed lie she'd expanded business. This was not her flagship, but it was her symbol for sure.

[member="Derriphan Itsu"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka quickly made to follow Nhadir as she hurried out of the cockpit, pausing to only flip off Noxith when he caught his glare. When Nhadir's eyes caught his one working one, he nodded slightly to show that he would keep the hiding place a secret. Once he had seen the room and how to access it, he turned to leave, heading towards his quarters. He stopped at the door so as to answer Nhadir's question. "Never heard of the slua."

He returned less that a minuet later, Zhabako onver his shoulder and pack in his hand. He threw the two items into the hidden room before offering a quick explanation. "Don't want them to know that there's more than the captain here."

[member="Nhadir Kahuu"] | [member="Derriphan Itsu"]

 

[Ri'ven Gevrok]

Derriphan glared daggers into [member="Xavka Duquo"]'s back as they walked before he looked at [member="Nhadir Kahuu"] as she spoke about what they would be up against. "I can't say I have heard of her either, what can we expect from her?" He said as he leaned against the wall next to the opening in the common room as Xavka left to get his things. 'At least the horn head can think.' He thought as he waited for Nhadir to explain and then he'd go into the opening she had opened for them to hide in.

 

[Charlene Adaska]

Nhadir bit her lip. She was probably not here. Z was probably aboard her flagship, Z.T.B. But that did not mean this one was not dangerous, even if the captain wasn't there.

"Z, she es... how to say? Banieie. Azalus. She deadly. Hard kill. Knows things. Nhadir no think Z on dis shep, but pirates under Z orders is danger. Nhadir... scare."

[member="Derriphan Itsu"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka let out a huff when Nhadir finished speaking. "Don't tell me your scared, if you Deal The Cards. Are you, or are you not a Joker or Shark? Those professions don't let the faint of heart join or they quickly take The Last Jump. Go get your Jack and show that you earned whatever Bone you have." Turning, he stepped into the room before letting himself collapse to the floor, ready to wait until it was ready to move. Looking up he looked her in the eyes, "Look, just focus on what needs to be done at that specific time, don't think about what you'll need to do after, it'll help. And, kark, do I hope you Deal The Cards well or what I just said will have sounded like Bantha Gunsos."


[member="Nhadir Kahuu"] | [member="Derriphan Itsu"]

Spoiler

Bold and Italic = Smuggler's Cant. Italic = Ul'Zabrak.

 

[Charlene Adaska]

Nhadir blinked. Oh? Oh! Interesting. She knew she liked this Zabrak! It set her at ease somewhat.

"'Course, Nhadir deal cards!" she snapped, not realizing that she'd just given away the fact that she was a smuggler and not just a friendly passenger pilot, "But Suh still sound like Bantha-"

The ship shifted slightly. In the vacuum of space, it was practically unnoticeable. But the sound that went with it, the sound of a ship docking made the young smuggler stiffen.

"Go!" she hissed, "and stay hush. Wait til time. Don't let Nhadir die. Nhadir no like die."

[member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Derriphan Itsu"]

 

[Ri'ven Gevrok]

Derriphan looked at [member="Xavka Duquo"] like he had lost his mind. 'What the kark was he talking about?' He thought as he leaned against the far wall and began to meditate while he waited for everything to become ready for them to move out of the room. He just hoped [member="Nhadir Kahuu"] wouldn't kark it up somehow.

 

[Charlene Adaska]

The young Mirialan quickly closed off the hidden cranny, just as she heard footsteps approaching. She had to stay calm, but not too calm. That would make these pirates suspicious. Nhadir shifted nervously before remembering the blaster at her side. Before the footsteps got too close, she pulled out the blaster... and lay it at her feet. Trying to intimidate a pirate was the fastest way for a smuggler to get herself killed, and Nhadir did not want that. She was far too young to die.

"Greeting," she said in her very best basic as the door slid open, "I sheps captain, Nhadir Kahuu. No want any trouble-"

She felt her voice die in her throat. It was one thing to talk to pirated before they stepped in, but another entirely to speak up when they were right in front of her.

[member="Derriphan Itsu"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

A large chiss male stepped in first, eyeing the interior of the ship suspiciously. It wasn't until the tiny green-skinned woman spoke up that he seemed to even notice her.

"All clear, Cap," he said, moving aside for a shockingly petite woman with stark white hair. She raised an eyebrow at the interior of the ship and took a long drag of her cigarette.

"Ey, ey, not bad, not bad! We could make a few credits off this beauty," she said, looking around and nodding appreciatively, "When ya pointed her out ta me, Gin, I thought ya'd lost yer mind! I- Ah? Right. Guess we oughtta deal with her."

She took another long drag and blew smoke right in the young womans face. Three more men entered the room behind her.

"So, yer the cap'n, right? Mus' be doin' pretty well fer yerself, eh? Gatta admit, I'm impressed by what I see here. Tell ya what, i'll make a deal with ya- you jus' tell me where the goods are, n' I won' kill ya. I'm feelin' generous."

 

[Beowoof]

Red was the color of her robe today. Red for blood, she supposed was appropriate. Not that she had killed anyone herself yet, but symbolism and subtle gestures were trademarks of her and her art. A lot could be said with simple body language and a choice of wardrobe. The human mind could subconsciously interpret it even if the mind's user was too ignorant to discern the devil in the details.

She strode in silently behind the pirate captain, keeping a comfortable distance since she was not exactly the brute brawler type more suited to such an illegal, forceful operation. Her eyes shifted back and forth suspiciously but her fingers remained relaxed; removed from the triggers of her matching pair of DX-13s held at a mostly harmless angles--for the moment. The situation seemed in order so far. Boss lady could handle herself.

 

[Charlene Adaska]

Captain? Blonde?! Eyes like an ice demon! It couldn't be. No. The pirate Queen always sailed on her ship. Why would she be all the way out there? It didn't make sense. It couldn't be her!

But it was, and Nhadir knew it. She shivered under the tiny womans intense gaze. Her voice sent shivers down her spine. She had to physically resist the urge to glance over her shoulder at the hidden room. But Nhadir knew that even a tiny hint would be enough. The stories said that Z was quick as lighting. They said that Lady Luck herself was this pirate Queens godmother. The stories said that she often left no trace of her victims. That she could blast them to dust with her fists!

...Of course, stories were often exaggerated, but Nhadir was not one to take unnecessary risks. Did she want to die now? Or lose the cargo and probably die later when the Hutts realize that she'd lost the goods?

...Later. Absolutely later.

"Eh! Yis, Mahm, yis! Show where. Follow."

She tried to smile to mask her nervousness, but she worried that it came off suspicious. Her eyes flashed to the blaster that she'd lain down at her feet, silently wishing that she'd chosen to hide it instead, take a risk. Now she had nothing.

In her head, she said a prayer as she took a few careful steps towards the cargo hold, pausing to be sure this was alright with the pirates, and wondering when the men would spring into action.

[member="Mia Maslova"] [member="Derriphan Itsu"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra absently took out one of her knives and began cleaning her nails with it. It all seemed so casual, but Zandra was far from unaware. She knew it made people nervous. She knew it made them uncomfortable. That was the idea. She smirked at the twitchy Mirialan.

"Aye, aye, there's a good girl," she nodded appreciatively, "We commend yer cooperation. Makes things go that much smoother. Gin? You N' the boys go down to the hold with the good Cap'n. Be nice. I won't hear of ya mistreatin' our host."

She glanced up at the large chiss and waved the knife in a vaguely threatening gesture. He glanced at it and wordlessly reached out to gently shove the green skinned woman.

"Com'on. Move," he murmured gruffly, following the nervous Mirialan with the rest of the men.

Zandra waited until they were out of sight and smirked at [member="Mia Maslova"] .

"Well, all in all, not a bad day, eh? I wanna see what the cockpit looks like though. Never flew one of these beauties."

[member="Derriphan Itsu"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka sat in sieza within the hidden room aboard the ship, sword laying across his knees as he waited with his eyes closed. Currently he was lost within the flows of the Force, swept along in its dance across the universe but at the same time tethered to his body. The Force was his eyes at that moment, allowing his to observe all that happened to Nhadir. His ears with their heightened hearing easily deciphered the muffled noises and voices from out side the door. He sat still, waiting until the time was right. A snakes venom was nearly always so very dangerous to its targets not because of its toxicity, but because the administration of the poison came without warning allowing for no preparation.

He perked up slightly as he felt Nhadir's presence leave, followed by a small group of others. His brow twitched slightly when he heard the Captain, Z he thought Nhadir had called her, mention entering the cockpit along with who ever it was with her. In one smooth movement he rose to his bare feet, sword hanging to his side. He would wait for this Z and her companion to leave before following after Nhadir, it would be easier to confront the obvious leader of the boarding party as a group.


[member="Zandra Tal'verda"] | [member="Nhadir Kahuu"] | [member="Mia Maslova"] | [member="Derriphan Itsu"]

 

[Ri'ven Gevrok]

Derriphan had simply leaned against the wall after he felt what the Zabrak was doing in the force. 'So he's a force user too huh? Interesting little horn head~♪' He thought as he simply waited for the man to stir. He did listen in on the slightly muffled sounds and voices he could hear in the hidden room and he didn't like the tone Nahdirs voice had taken after the pirates boarded the ship. Something was wrong and he certainly didn't like it as his trigger fingers began to stroke the barrels of his blasters as he closed his eyes and began to focus on the sounds around him.

When the outside of the room was quite he'd nudge Zavka's shoulder and silently gesture towards him if the outside was clear or not.

[member="Xavka Duquo"] / [member="Zandra Tal'verda"] / [member="Nhadir Kahuu"] / [member="Mia Maslova"]

 

[Beowoof]

She smiled back at the blond captain, if only for an eyeblink. Everything had indeed gone along smoothly so far, but then Mia had never had the best of luck with this pirating thing despite being the savvy girl she could be. "Hopefully it's just the cockpit we find," she murmured, letting her arms--and thus her pistols--at ease with a flutter of her wide sleeves.

"Do you think we've hit it big at all?"

[member="Zandra Tal'verda"], [member="Xavka Duquo"], [member="Derriphan Itsu"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

The pirate captain had a feeling. She often got these 'feelings'. Intuition, she called it. Maybe a slight connection to the Force too, if Keter's theory held any water. She didn't think so, but who even knew? (Maybe her son got it from somewhere after all?) She glanced around the room, smile fading slightly before she was distracted again by [member="Mia Maslova"]. Her smile returned at once.

"I think so," she answered, walking away to lead her to the cockpit, "Ship like this is classic. Folk pay big just to ride on one. They're good ships. Hard to find better, tell ya the truth. Very customizable. And smugglers love 'em. Funny thing 'bout this model. Lots o' little nooks n' cranny's for all kinda contraband. Who knows what they got here."

She touched the wall, smiling big. Yeah. This was a beauty.

"Wouldn't doubt we find a nice spice stash too," she said quietly, walking into the empty cockpit, "Dunno 'bout you, but my veins are just itchin' for a hit..."

[member="Derriphan Itsu"] [member="Xavka Duquo"]

 

[Charlene Adaska]

Nhadir led the men down as silent as the grave, even with the rowdy bunch having a nice loud discussion of all the things they could do to her if the captain let 'em. The young Mirialan shivered and ran her hands up her arms as she walked. They were watching her close, sizing her up- and not in a way she appreciated! Captain Z did not take slaves, and she did not normally take captives either. What would she do with her when she'd finished raiding her ship? She certainly wouldn't let her go. There was nowhere to let her go. She'd take the ship for sure, of course. Binkie was a good ship. Of course she'd want it.

She bit her lip, realizing with horror that the only way this could go if they failed, was out in space. She'd be a frozen corpse, floating forever in the black. That... did not appeal to her. No. Not at all.

"It just down hall," she said pointing, "Three crates. Suh go see."

The giant chiss stopped in front of her, looking suspicious.

"Why? So you can run away? Nuh uh. You're coming with us. Someone, tie her hands."

She wanted to cry. This was the absolute worst day ever. First she was about to lose her cargo, then she could lose her ship, then her own life! She obediently held her hands out when the tattooed Zabrak waved his pistol at her. Well, better to die later in space than to die right now!

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

When he felt Noxith nudge his shoulder, Xavka held up a clenched fist. The voices may have stopped but the presences of two people were still there and had yet to move. Sure enough, they started to talk again soon after but soon made their way towards the cockpit. He gave a slight start when who he guessed to be Z pressed her hand against the wall right in front of his face, however calmed down when all she did was carry on. As soon as he felt the pair enter the cockpit, he lowered his fist and turned to Noxith, eyes now open. "Come along, broody." He hissed before slowly easing the fake wall open and slipping through the gap.

Walking on soundless feet, Xavka made to follow the path Nhadir had taken. As he went he slipped one of his Emeici onto his left hand while his right held his sword. Less than a minuet later, Xavka reached the group and slowed to a crawl. There were a total of five pirates before him, all of whom where within a few yards of Nhadir, who was currently getting her hands tied. While he knew that he could probably take out two, maybe three at most before they could react, that would only place Nhadir in danger from the remaining men. Sighing, he slipped into the shadows to wait for Noxith.


[member="Nhadir Kahuu"] | [member="Zandra Tal'verda"] | [member="Mia Maslova"] | [member="Derriphan Itsu"]

 

[Ri'ven Gevrok]

Derriphan raised an eyebrow when Xavka spoke and then left the room. 'I'm broody?' He thought before he left the room a few moments after Xavka and moved slowly, following after the zabrak as silently as he could. He stopped at the other side of the corridor that Xavka was hiding at. Once he saw Nahdir's hands being tied he looked towards Xavka. "Can you stay hidden if I take the attention towards me?" He whispered to Xavka just high enough so that he could hear him and not the menacing sociopathic pirates around Naghir. Derriphan pulled out one of his blasters while he leaned a little to look around the corner at the pirates.

[member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Nhadir Kahuu"] [member="Zandra Tal'verda"] [member="Mia Maslova"]

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka nodded once at Noxith before placing his sword on the ground before slipping a second Emieci onto is right hand. Tensing he leapt upwards and, using his claws, attached himself to the metal ceiling. Making sure that he didn't let the metal weapons touch the metal he was attached to, Xavka silently made his way towards the pirates, unnoticed. After all, how often did people look up?

Stopping above the heads of the group, he leant backwards to stare at Noxith and raised his brow, "Good enough?" He silently and sarcasticly asked.


[member="Derriphan Itsu"] | [member="Nhadir Kahuu"] | [member="Zandra Tal'verda"] | [member="Mia Maslova"]