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  1. Koil Solus

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    Location: Nixor
    Time: Mid-day
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    Theme: Fairly Local ❖ Twenty One Pilots


    This was not his first time to Nixor but it was certainly the first time he had ever been to the planet for anything more than a pit stop. Koil did not remember anything specific standing out save for perhaps the fact that the space port had been worse off than some of the more rugged outer rim planets he had visited. It was a place filled with people that were either on their way to becoming ghosts or who already were forgotten by the galaxy.

    Shuddering slightly the Al'Verde moved a few centimeters forward in his pilot seat. He had fallen asleep there, again. But his pilot droid had been taking care of everything up until then anyways. The Mandalorian looked over at the mechanical construct behind his visor but the droid paid him no mind, focused on its task.

    Most people gave their droids names, like pets. The same could be said for a ship. Koil had no such affections within him. He called the droid by its numerical naming when necessary. Otherwise he simply called it what it was, a droid. His ship, an XS-100 light freighter technically had to have a name designation considering it was so common in the galaxy. So he had dubbed it The Bikadinir. Unimaginative but that was the whole point, to poke fun at the very idea of ship names. They were objects the same as any blaster or blade. At least that was how Koil felt. Seven hells, the man felt that even his own body was just a tool to carry out his own will.

    Standing up from his seat he saw the planet before him. They must have dropped out of hyperspace just seconds before he had woken up. Perhaps that was why he had awakened in the first place. The change from the view of hyper speed was probably noticed by his subconscious and jolted him awake. Though, he rarely slept for very long in general anyways and when he did it was not very well.
     
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    Daniel was snoring softly in the navigator's chair.

    Unlike his clansman, Koil, he did not wake up when the ship reverted to realspace. The young Mando had an uncanny ability to sleep through even the loudest of noises if he felt safe enough and, as far as safe corners went, the cockpit of a friendly ship was about as safe as it got. Daniel's companion badger, Archie, clearly had similar thoughts. The animal was asleep on his back, paws in the air. Occasionally he'd snuffle and swat at something in his dreams.

    When Koil stood up and moved, the badger woke as well. With a grunt he flopped over onto his side and stood, ears flapping as he shook himself. Archie huffed and looked around, his eyes bright and long nose twitching as he sniffed. As a general rule, Archie didn't like people in armor, other than Daniel...but as time had gone on, he had grown accustomed to Koil--or Koil had taken off his helmet around the badger at some point, Daniel had never been sure--and had long since decided the man was safe. Armor or no.

    The badger padded softly forward until he was standing beside Koil and stuffed his nose into the man's armored palm. When nothing happened immediately, Archie huffed once more and shoved his head into the man's palm with more force. He wanted attention and clearly Daniel wasn't going to give it to him, so Koil was the next best option. Archie huffed and chittered, trying to get Koil's attention.

    Around the odd scene, the ship powered through Nixor local space and into the atmosphere. Voices could be heard faintly over the comm as the droid pilot relayed docking clearances and communicated with Nixor traffic control.

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    The Echani turned his head to the side to look down at the quadruped creature. Underneath his helmet he smiled and bent down. He took off his helmet as he did so, the top of his head was the only thing visible to Daniel if he woke up, revealing a mess of white locks and some equally fair skin but no features aside from that. Archie would get a full view of the man's smiling face. He placed both of his hands on the dire badger and rubbed him here and there. "Mhi cuyir rusur Nusujii" after that his helmet returned atop his head and he stood back up.

    His pilot droid rolled past him to take over the job of guiding the ship while he went to grab his gear from his locker. He made sure his kit was all ready for the job ahead. The crates in the cargo hold were filled with weapons he had taken from the battlefield. Dozens of Vorantikus Blaster Rifles, DH-7 Blaster Pistols, ”Shriek-Hawk” Blaster Rifles, ”Strill” Blaster Pistols, and various vibro blades were in their separate cases. The mandalorian weapons had been taken from the Dar'manda Narir and he had killed on Concordia. They were stamped with the red skull and no longer held worth for Koil. He had preferred to use the Westar series blasters anyways after Kashyyyk. He had a dozen suits of heavy beskar'gam back on Concord Dawn he was not sure what to do with yet. They oo had been painted in the livery of the gangsters only he did not feel right selling them like normal weapons.

    Sighing, he closed the case to one of the containers and went back to the cockpit to watch the ship touch down in the space port. If his cohort was not awake by then he would rouse him from his slumber. "Oya" He said lacking the normal exclaiming tone instead using a stoic one. He wanted to get a move on and sell these weapons and earn their money so they could make themselves stronger and in turn, the mandalorians stronger.

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    Daniel jerked awake at Koil's word. Just hearing the man speak was enough to surprise Daniel, no matter how comatose he was.

    "Whazup?" He mumbled sleepily, rubbing gunk from his eyes and sitting up in his chair. It seemed that they had landed. Archie ran over to Dan when he saw that the young man was awake. Daniel shooed him away after giving him a quick scratch on the head. He had overslept and they had work to do. The badger ran obediently to a bed that Daniel had fashioned for him in the maintenance area out of a pile of rags.

    "So where's this dude we're supposed to be meeting?" Daniel yawned and stretched as he walked over to check their cargo. It looked like it had made it without upset. He picked up the bag full of samples and slung it over his shoulder after rearranging his weapons to accommodate it. He slapped the release pad for the door, put his helmet on his head and stumbled down the ramp. It always took him a few minutes to wake up fully.


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    Walking over to the labor droid in the cargo hold he activated it so that it would be ready the moment they touched down. He just had a speeder bike in the hold and no trolley. The droid was as good as it got to carry the crates. All the weapons were unloaded. He did not want the person that was supposed to be buying them to suddenly have a mass of combat ready weapons delivered to them.

    Dan's grogginess was obvious. He hoped he got ready quickly. "Smuggler captain, runs with a few other outlaws. Twenty or so last time I checked." The provided information he just gave hopefully would wake the fellow Al'Verde up a bit. They were walking into a deal vastly outnumbered. Not the first time Koil had gone into a situation outmanned and outgunned. Luckily they did not need to kill all of these men and weomen they were meeting, at least he hoped that was not the case.

    He would direct the droid to begin carrying the containers to the offloading area. It was a run down space port. Plenty of secluded landing pads. A lot of people conducted nefarious business on this planet so another arms deal would not draw any attention. And even if it did there was not much going to be done about it.

    Exiting the ship Koil followed the droid. It would drop the crate in the open area of the landing pad and head back to the ship to grab the next one. Koil walked over to the first crate and slapped some plastic explosive on the contianer that he linked to his commlink. It would not create a big explosion or damage anybody nearby but it would cause enough damage to incinerate the contents of the weapons inside it and bore through any other stacked containers. It was his insurance policy. If the Smugglers wanted to try and shoot him and run they not get what they came after. If they ended up accepting an agreed upon deal then Koil would leave the detonator.

     
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    Drace followed along, palm of his hand resting on the grip of his pistol. He hadn't partaken in a diplomatic mission with such high stakes before, and judging by past encounters with Koil, the Mandalorian had learned to remain silent and only speak when needed. Fooling around seemed to be a fast track to pissing his companion—and higher-up—off.

    The two waited on the landing port, looking around for a few minutes before men dressed in smuggler clothes began pouring in. They kept coming until there were 20, then stopped. A minute later, the twenty first arrived, this one dressed more suave, his demeanor making him the clear leader. Drace greeted him with a subtle nod.

    "I trust you had a peaceful journey, eh?" the man asked. He was pudgy and short, certainly no taller than 5 feet 3. He was balding—the top of his head taking the brunt of the aging process, the sides populated by some thin, sandy hair. To complement his wonderful appearance, he had the 5 o'clock shadow of a drinker, sweat already beading on his forehead from the exertion required for him to walk from point A to point B. This was who the Mandalorians were striking deals with nowadays. Leviticus was rolling in his grave, no doubt.

    His choice of wording was intentional; "peaceful" was perhaps the worst way you could describe something for a Mandalorian, but Drace refused to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. Instead, he just blinked behind his visor.

    "I trust this will not take very long, so I won't ask you to take those buckets off your head," the smuggler added, a bit more seriously. "But in the future, I would prefer to be able to see who I am talking to."

    He knew that the Mandalorians needed him. Otherwise, this blatant disrespect toward their culture would get him cut to pieces and thrown into the vacuum of space. Drace thought of that scenario, and the situation slowly became more pleasant. He was there for back-up, and wouldn't need to talk much probably, so he was better off daydreaming about ways to kill the smuggler.

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  7. Koil Solus

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    Drace stood nearby. While this was far from legal and less than ideal it was an appropriate method of gaining funds considering the circumstances. Koil stood, like a statue until the obvious leader of the smuggling ring made his introductions. Silent Badger, as he was called, always had plenty of things to say. He just was the type to not say them without measured thought. The smuggler said trust a lot and Koil did not particularly like that. Perhaps it was his paranoia, perhaps his noticing of subtle human queues made him subconsciously dislike the captain almost instantly.

    Like his cohort he did not say anything at first. "This is a one time deal as far we're concerned." He said speaking for both parties. The Echani did not wait for a response. He motioned towards the crate to encourage the smuggler to open it.

    The smuggler did not seem to care for Koil's all business and no pleasure demeanor it would seem. But the Rally Master did not want the proud captain to get the wrong idea. It was his move to deny the man any sense of power or control of the situation. People who thought they had the upper hand tended to take advantage of situations. That was something Koil would not stand for. Hopefully it would not be tested.

    Bot willing to open it himself, the captain waved a hand and two of the twenty strong crew stepped forward. They hesitantly opened the crates and looked inside. They turned around to their leader and nodded. "Iz all here boss." One of them said. The captain craned his neck to get an eye for himself before walking over. He picked one of the shriek hawk blaster rifles up and examined the weapon, pointing it and sighting down the railing into a space where nothing resided to check it before relaxing his grip and tossing the weapon back to the man who opened the crate. "Alright, What else?" He looked between both of them to see what remained for equipment.

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    The droids had stopped unpacking and moving crates around and were back at their stations, wherever that was. Drace had watched them for a bit, distrustful of the entire situation, droids included. Maybe one of them was intelligent—maybe they were being stolen from. Who's to know? The best precaution was to keep a watchful eye.

    The Mandalorian stepped to the left, revealing a crate behind him. He nodded toward it, and one of the smugglers walked over, placing his prosthetic right hand on it and opening it up. The captain struggled over in his wake, starting to pant as he walked. Once he stoped, he caught his breath and ran a cloth over his forehead to dry it of the pooling sweat.

    "Mmm, vibroswords," he said, pudgy fingers reaching for one. "Don't mind if I do." He took one out, waving it around in the air dangerously. Then, with sudden precision, he slammed it down on the smuggler's prosthetic hand. The blade made contact just a little above the durasteel, embedding itself into flesh and cutting through the man's arm. The smuggler screamed and screamed, collapsing to the floor. "Looks good to me," the captain remarked over the screams, ignoring the man writhing around in agony next to him. Drace hadn't flinched, not even blinking as the pool of blood reached his boots.

    "Pistols and vibroswords aren't enough, you know. Let me see the other rifles, and then we can see if we can work out a deal." One of the other smugglers approached and dragged the hand-less man off.

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    Well he certainly seemed like a pompous oaf that had gotten his way more often than not and was now used to it. He liked displaying his power to probably make up for the fact that he felt like he lacked control in a wild galaxy. Koil knew what kind of man he was just from the first few minutes of interacting with him and it was an observation that would not easily change.

    He was definitely violent. The Echani could have predicted it before the weapon was even picked up and used on one of the Captain's own men. Koil's eyes flicked over to the other smuggler crew to see how they reacted to the maiming of one of their own. Some of them shifted uncomfortably.

    "You use it you buy it." He said flatly. The mandalorian did not care for the injured thug's well being. There were cybernetics in the galaxy anyways that could supplement his lost appendage. The captain stopped looking at the blood on the glinting blade and looked at the V slit visor that hid Koil's equally blank expression. "We've got your money."

    The captain would wave and one man of his own would come carrying a case. Another two would come and pick up the man who was bleeding out and carry him off as he cried. The man with the case set the money down ontop of one of the crates, opening it and turning for Koil and Drace to see. The Rally Master would walk over to the case and pick up one of the credit chips inside. As he examined it the captain swung his sword through the air a little, the sound it moving through the air giving making Koil look over at him and away from the payment for the weapon shipment.

    "Now my boys and I appreciate your supply but we need more than what you've got. We could do with something like...a PIPE or some thermal dets. You mando boys get those and we'll pay you even more, and then some." Koil sighed and shook his head. He knew this was going to happen. He began thinking of which of the twenty one, actually twenty now, he would take down first. These smugglers were pushing their luck as it was and now they were going to try something like this. He had seen it before and knew where it was going.

     
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    More? The Mandalorians had brought them crates upon crates and they wanted more? Kriffin hell, were these smugglers looking to supply an army?

    Drace sighed. Just like Koil, he had expected this. What the Rally Master hadn't realized, however, was the greed of smugglers. Of course, he'd predicted the greed of the captain, but not of his men. It was Drace's chance to prove himself to Koil, and he would capitalize on that.

    It started and then it was over. 2 seconds, at most. He unholstered his pistol, shot the captain twice—once in the forehead and once in the heart—and that was that. The captain's fat little body fell directly forward, hitting the durasteel floor like a sack of bricks. The smugglers reached for their weapons, but Drace interrupted. "Your captain is dead. You are no longer bound to him." Looks of realization dawned on their faces, and the criminals began shifting their looks to each other, hands still close to their weapons. "You are free to choose your new leader."

    As if a button had been pressed, they broke into combat. Vibroswords slashed throats, the blood splattering on the crates, blasters burning flesh. Guards began rushing to stop the smugglers. Drace waved a droid over, his face casual as ever, then pointed to the credits. The shipping droid lifted the crate up and began carrying it to their ship, and the Mandalorian followed. "They're always greedier than you'd expect," he remarked to Koil.

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    The man's fist clenched wondering if he should just pull his blaster on the man. But Drace beat him too it and also pulled the trigger. Perhaps Koil had overestimated the intelligence of the crew. If it had been Koil on the smuggler's side he would have shot anybody who had killed his leader. Then again these were not honorable individuals and were probably afraid of the two mandalorians before them. Their icon of strength had been snuffed out of existence like that.

    Next they seemed to fight among one another. No discussion, no call for unity or promises for a better future. Just violence. They were animals, actually, he had seen smarter animals so maybe they were worse. Drace had the labor droid come over but Koil stopped him. He picked up the money himself and had the droid grab the crates. The thugs were too busy fighting among one another to notice or make a grab for the arms they had come to purchase in the first place.

    Koil had come with crates of weapons and had been willing to sell at a reasonable price. The smugglers had pushed their luck so if anybody ended up hearing about this they would understand to not try and take advantage of mandalorians again. THey had their weapons, the money and a few less scum sucking thugs in the galaxy to deal with. But they were not done on Nixor. There was still some business to be done elsewhere.

    At the very end the smugglers would realize they had lost more than a captain. They fired their small arms after the ship as it was taking off. The loading ramp closing and the landing gearing returning inside the ship. It was a fruitless effort that would not do anything to help their cause. The main thing they had to worry about was one another.

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