Taris

[darklord]

"Those terms are not satisfactory?"

Drevin chose his next words carefully. If he betrayed his true feelings on the matter it would only end in a fight and he would gain no further information.

"Naturally i have reservations about certain 'aspects' of your invasion." This was an understatement, he hated the whole idea with a passion. "However, as long as your plans don't get in the way of my own, then you and I wont have a problem"

Drevin merely shrugged at the intendants outburst about the transport. That had been the reaction he'd expected. These yuuzhan vong were quick to offend and anger, fanatical even. That could be a weapon that could be used against them.

They had reached the docking bay.

"Which way ignorant one?"

Drevin never had been very good at keeping his own temper. But at least he had a sense of humor.

"This way... ugly one".

He walked on ahead, paying no attention to the curses that were undoubtedly spewing from the intendants mouth.

This was going to be a really interesting trip.

[wraith]

(ooc posting on this name cause i don't know the extras password. sorrys x.o )


"It does not matter which way.." a male voice spoke up from behind them. He had been following them for sometime of course they did not seem to notice embarrasing considering his garb. A white lab coat over his thin form. Despite his youthful looking appearence his hair was white suggesting a not so human bloodline. The most unusual aspect of this man was the pair of glasses that he had to adjust back upon his nose. An outdated relic to ay the least. "Go on and pick one of the better ones..all I ask is to come along.." the mystery man smirked faintly to the two.

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Drevin's reservations were of little or no matter, if he outwardly disagreed to any of this, that would be all the notice he needed to kill the strange dark Jedi. The reward would be less than substancial, but it was better than the alternative failure.

"This way... ugly one".

Tln'aa Shoolb had been about to point out that the infidel was far from a picture of ideal beauty himself, that he would have rather turned his eyes on a shamed one than that visage when another voice interrupted him.

"It does not matter which way.." the voice muttered, "Go on and pick one of the better ones..all I ask is to come along.."

He shot a glance to Drevin, was this little interlude down to him? If the newcomer had been any closer he might have found cause just to kill him outright, but then that would cause a scene he would like to avoid right now. Still, that didn't stop the urge from arising within the depths of his mind. One well aimed razor bug or two, and that would be that.

" An aquaintance of yours?" He asked Drevin sharply through gritted teeth " Remember my warning, If this has anything to do with you..."

[darklord]

But the look of anger and annoyance in Drevins eyes would surely be enough to prove to Tin'aa Shoolb that this wasn't the case.

He stood shoulder to shoulder with the Intendant and muttered quietly to him. "We'll deal with him quickly and be on our way"

They both turned slowly to face the newcomer. He was probably just trying to escape from local authorities but they had no time for this, Drevin couldn't afford to bring this passenger onboard, it would already be difficult enough with the intendant.

Drevins ship, the Kath Hound was only a few meters away, the boarding ramp had already been lowered by V3. He had no reservations about blasting out of the docking area without waiting for clearance. The local police force would be no match for his modified Baudo-class star yacht.

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"We'll deal with him quickly and be on our way"

The man smirked with his hands in the pockets of his coat.

"You could do that jedi but I wouldn't advise that...Little has changed on Taris after it's constant rebuilding. There are bounty hunters and spies everywhere that wouldn't mind taking you out." The strange human pointed behind himself. In fact there comes some now looking for your friend. Something about an alien masked in skin.."

In the crowd were a group of aliens moving their way through the crowd shouting for them to get out of the way carrying weapons and wearing armor.

[darklord]

Drevin was in no mood to argue. This fool knew too much about him and his companion, though it was the fact that he'd called him a jedi that had really angered him. He gathered the dark side around him, surging through his body like a violent storm. And then he unleashed it against the oncoming group, including the trouble starter and a few innocent bystanders. The force of the wave sent them flying backwards into ships and cargo.

He turned towards Tin'aa Shoolb. "We'd better hurry". As he was saying it he began pressing a series of buttons on a wrist pad and the Kath Hounds engines sprung to life.

They ran up the boarding ramp while Drevin issued orders to his droid who was now controlling the ship. He closed the hatch and they blasted out of the hanger, scattering loading equipment and droids all over the bay.

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How had the strange infidel known? Had he been that careless? Certainly not to the best of his knowledge, unless of course, his contact via Villip had been interfered with by this one. But how, exactly, that was possible, he could not find an explanation.

There was always another possibility. That someone else had discovered the agent he had arranged to meet. In which case, that would explain why she had never arrived as was meant to be. And she would sooner take her own life than fall into the hands of one such as this.

All this and more was going through his head as they swiftly ascended the boarding ramp of the dark Jedi's ship, the Kath Hounds .
Tln'aa Shoolb had little or no time to contemplate much more however, when the ship lurched into a rather hurried take off, shaking and groaning at the prospect of a hasty warm up no doubt. His only satisfaction being, that perhaps with the sudden after burn, the abominations in the hangar would have been destroyed by one of their own. How ironic.

He hunkered down in what he assumed was what the infidels called a flight couch, cringing at the prospects of what they were about to do. All he need do was remind himself of this being the means to a very profitable end and he was satisfied with that much.
When it seemed as if the turbulence had stopped for the best part, he rose and sought out the dark jedi once more.

"How is it, that infidel knew of my true identity?" He queried, he'd already gathered that Drevin did not like the fact he'd been accused of being a part of the strangers plans. But that did not mean he trusted his intentions.
"I was meticulous about keeping it unknown."

He recalled the mob that had seemingly come for him, and he had run. Run?! Better for Tln'aa Shoolb that this never gets repeated, he thought to himself.

" I have considered this, that they were perhaps in possession of my agents villip. If she encountered them, it would be possible to discover my identity when I attempted to contact her a cycle ago."

But that would not explain how they had known where to find him. This was a subject that would require picking apart to seek the answers. A task he could only pray did not bear bad news for their task.

[darklord]

"How is it, that infidel knew of my true identity? I was meticulous about keeping it unknown."

"I don't doubt that." He said, with only a slight hint of sarcasm.

Id want to hide my face if it looked that way too. His hands were moving rapidly over the controls.

"Its more than likely that your apartment was bugged and they caught site of your 'unmasking' on a holocam recording." That certainly wasn't unheard of, especially in the more lucrative establishments. "Can you try and contact her again? It wont matter anymore if they do have her villip and see you. We'll be long gone"

She. He wondered if the females were as 'pretty' looking. An alarm began ringing loudly, snapping him back to attention.

"You might want to tell me where we're heading before the security forces catch us up. And you'd better strap in." He indicated to the copilots seat next to him. V3, his small utility droid was plugged into a small port next to him, issuing random bleeps while he helped control the ships sensors.

[extras]

"Its more than likely that your apartment was bugged and they caught site of your 'unmasking' on a holocam recording. You might want to tell me where we're heading before the security forces catch us up. And you'd better strap in."

"Not quite but I'll be happy to answer all of your questions once we're on our way..however you might be better suitied in the gun turrents of this ship. I can deal with the security forces easily enough..if you'll give me a computer with a connect to the holonet."

The man's voice spoke up with his hands up in surrender. He had apparently gotten aboard somehow!

"You can fly can't you?" he asked Tln'aa Shoolb with half frightened face."I realize you have no reason to trust me but I can tell you what happened to your companion if we survive this."

[darklord]

Wait a sec, how could your character have gotten on board? Drevin closed the hatch himself on his way up so there wouldnt be any way

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(ooc:well there are a few ways without going through the front door. A service hatch or maintence door ala the falcon on empire. I can modify post if it suits you guys. I was hoping Drevin would ask how he got aboard as only a dark sider could. xD )

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((OOC: posting as Tln'aa Shoolb, to avoid confusion ))

The air of sarcasm in the Dark Jedi's voice was not lost on him. He had never quite understood their tendencies to be easily amused but even that was sharp for the likes of an infidel. Still, he paid it no mind, all would be sorted soon enough. That was, at least, what he thought until he heard a voice filter in from behind them.

"Not quite but I'll be happy to answer all of your questions once we're on our way..however you might be better suited in the gun turrets of this ship. I can deal with the security forces easily enough..if you'll give me a computer with a connect to the holonet."

The stranger who had incited the mob at the star port? How in the names of the gods had he gotten aboard? Tln'aa Shoolb was already rising to his feet, reaching for the coufee he always kept sheathed beneath his robes.

"I realize you have no reason to trust me but I can tell you what happened to your companion if we survive this."

He paused. So this one did have something to do with his agents disappearance after all? Such was the nature of the work they did. He could not let himself become bogged down in details.

" That information is as inconsequential as your death will be to my tasks." He growled rather irritably, stalking toward the peculiarly slender humanoid.

Here by his hand, by the hand of the Jeedai, or something strung out when they arrived at their primary destination. His death mattered not, only that it was inevitable. Necessary.

Avoiding the security forces was a more taxing task if they got hold of their co-ordinates however.

" As near to the world you knew as Garqi as is possible." He shot back at the Dark Jedi. The sooner they were in darkspace, the sooner they could be rid of Taris' security.
The sooner he could deal with their other little problem.

[darklord]

Drevin turned sharply towards the new arrival, his eyes full of hatred and anger. This fool must have somehow got on board while the ramp was still rising. He would die for this.

"I can deal with the security forces easily enough..if you'll give me a computer with a connect to the holonet."

"You can stay put! No one is touching anything on my ship! V3 plot a course for Garqi."

The droid began inputting the coordinates as the intendant made his way to the white coated man, carrying some sort of dagger. Oh well, if Tln'aa Shoolb killed him it would save Drevin the job. Either way, this insolent being would die.

The stars became streaks as the Kath Hound made the jump to lightspeed.

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"You can stay put! No one is touching anything on my ship! V3 plot a course for Garqi."

And his it could stay, though Tln'aa Shoolb noted he would have preferred to see it a smoldering wreck or not at all. That was out of his control for the time being. However, the life or death of the one who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere was not.
Things were about to get very rough in the seconds before they made the jump to lightspeed, but seconds would be all this stranger needed to throw a proverbial coufee in the works.

He did not slow his pace, reaching out to grasp the front of the strangers tunic, he brought the coufee to within mere millimeters of the peculiar man's throat. Strangely though, unlike many he'd encountered in this blasphemous galaxy, he saw no fear in the eyes of his unwitting victim. That was marginally honourable.

Perplexed, he narrowed his gaze slightly, but did not let his grip slacken.
Was that amusement he saw?

The blue sacs beneath his eyes began to darken as anger seeped into his veins.

"You will tell me what you know." He growled, silently adding to himself, And then I will kill you.

[darklord]

Drevin turned around briefly to see the intendant holding the blade to the strangers throat.

"You will tell me what you know."

Perhaps he would get to witness first hand, how these yuuzhan vong dealt with their enemies. Drevin reached for the command controls and began to input a coded message. V3 would now begin recording everything that happened during their flight with his photoreceptors. This information could be very valuable in the right hands.

The Kath Hound was a fine ship. This type of vessel was usually reserved for spoiled little rich kids, but Drevin had modified it so heavily that it was barely recognizable as a Baudo-class star yacht. It was his home as well as his mode of transport and within his personal cabin he held a vast collection of sith artifacts. The small docking bay held an escape pod and a swoop bike that he could deploy quickly if needed. A series of highly illegal weapons had been added to the ships armaments.
Aside from his own, he only kept one of the other cabins free for additional passengers. It wasn't something he had to deal with that often but it had certainly come in handy a few times. The two other passenger cabins were filled with parts and personal items.

Tln'aa Shoolb would have to take the spare cabin. Once the stowaway was dead Drevin would dispose of the body through the airlock.