Ask Plot [Rodia] The Boys Are Back In Town

[Atuu Skirata]

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On approach to Samana City the large doors to the encapsulated city opened to allow the TIE/RG to enter and land on it's respective pad. Emerging from the cockpit with gear in tow Atuu stowed his personal effects in his pockets and tossed a poncho over his armor leaving only the menacing T-visor showing. Slinging his A280C on his back and cinching it down before checking his power pack in the sidearm he carried and moving towards the location to rendezvous with a pair of Sector Rangers.

Something about getting their hands on a pair of rodians who were responsible for the distribution of arms and effects, in which the local government has had just about enough of. Double checking the info about the quarrel on his datapad while en-route the young mando kept his head down only peaking up from the screen to make sure he didn't bump in to the locals as he moved about the halls of the space port and in to the streets. Stopping by the entrance and taking a seat on the steps Atuu would type a quick message and send it off to the contact information he had on file for a pair of rangers, one named Uvren and the other Darmus. Here he would sit and wait to see if he was the first one there or was late to the party.

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[Uvren Sol]

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Uvren glanced through his own datapad, viewing the hologram of the rendezvous point as well as the information on their respective bounties. He smirked lightly underneath the confines of his filtered mask, the red LED lightings on his eyes flickered just briefly as he spoke to the second ranger standing next to him. "We're meeting the contact up there..." He spoke, voice monotone and altered into a darkened bass tone by the Voice scrambler function on his armor.

The Ranger arrived shortly after Atuu had reached the steps, Uvren checking on the ammunition held in his blaster pistol before lifting it upwards into a resting position, nestled against the crevice of his clavicle and right shoulder. The badge emblazzed on the coat was brightly visible and freshly polished, a reminder to the scum and tyranny that Law still presided in these realms and Rodians who crossed limits of humanity would feel his swift justice. Nodding towards the Hunter, Uvren spoke. "Seems you beat us to the punch...name's Uvren..You got the intel up and ready?"

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[Darmus Onn]

Darmus wasn't enjoying himself. Catching a couple of arms dealers? Sure. Get them on camera doing a deal, give the signal for local security forces to outnumber and arrest and then give the footage to the presiding judge as proof. But no, for some reason the chief paired him up with some fool who, despite having to be a recognizable agent of justice, used a full-face mask and a voice scrambler for no other reason that being special. Needless to say the forty-something was not impressed with Uvren Sol.

Pairing up with an aspiring hunter did make sense, though. The more hunters running around doing the blasterwork the longer the life expectancy of the rangers became. Darmus was all about life expectancy. Too bad it had to be a Mandalorian...

Unlike the other two, Darmus didn't wear armor and the blaster on his hip was more or less for show. What really mattered was the portable computer inside the suitcase attached to his left hand. "Darmus Onn-" he slightly raised the suitcase for emphasis, "-I'll need to plug this inside the target's network."

He still couldn't believe that he'd be responsible for flying their targets to the Bounty Hunter's Guild on his shuttle. This Mandalorian better invest his guild money in a ship that can actually used in his profession.

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[Atuu Skirata]

Rising from the steps he called a seat, Atuu would look to the masked man introducing himself. Taking note of the Sector Rangers badge embossed in his armor, it was a symbol he knew from his time traveling between worlds on trade runs. "Atuu Skirata-" He said beginning to introduce himself before the second man approached.

Nodding in affirmation to his greeting as well as his need to plug in "Alright... Well I read the dossier half a dozen times, seems like these two have been orchestrating the movement of weapons and munitions for a while now. Rodian Govt' got interested because they just picked up chatter that they moved some heavy fire power off world." Atuu explained figuring they already knew this information but wanted to be doubly sure. "This city is in broad terms their home turf, maybe we can pin down a hangout from the locals..?" Atuu proposed trying to sound certain in his determination, after all he was not the detective here.

He was in the company of a pair of Sector Rangers, this was just his best chance at getting his hands on credits which he was desperately in need of. "Either of you been on Rodia before?" Atuu asked as he began making his way down the steps from the space port and in to the street. They were tight and would allow for a single speeder on either side as well as foot traffic on the side walks. Ground traffic was mimicked above the tops of the buildings and allowed for faster moving crafts to get along easier. Atuu was keeping his head on a swivel looking for any identifying traits or unifying trait about the rodians they passed on the street, maybe gang colors or something to give them away.

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[Uvren Sol]

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Uvren was not in any concern with his associate's opinion, for he knew that the lightly geared old man would likely be a burden at some point. Though if Darmus did manage to prove himself worthy on this assignment and hold his own, perhaps Uvren would respect him further. Nodding towards the Mandalorian, he began to move into the street as well, eyes scanning the region before them. "Only once, it wasn't really a pleasant experience." He answered in response to Atuu's question; "I'm sure the locals would be more than happy to help". His voice had a sarcastic tone but didn't hint at anything less than seriousness, "We may have to use some persuasion to get the information we seek."

It was a dire moment, perhaps even uncharacteristic to the Rangers' previous views; but Uvren knew better and he knew that in order to protect the galaxy, a few eggs must be broken. As they approached, a weapons depot was growing closer on their right side, one that had been mentioned as possible involvement on the dossier. "What's the game plan?" He asked, Uvren liked to fight but perhaps he'd have the more passive Darmus do some of that verbal meddling first.

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[Darmus Onn]

Darmus nodded after the Mandalorian introduced himself and for a moment ignored his general dissatisfaction of having to work with a ranger who could just as easily be Uvren Sol's murderer as the man himself. The younger rangers sure had some stupid folk, but that's probably also why there's so few older ones like Darmus. The fools usually die first.

"Rodians are a trigger-happy species, if they had the guts to stand up to gangs we wouldn't be needed." Because, frankly, everyone and their mothers would have been dead before the sun rose. These people fought a war every forthnight for the past several milennia, no wonder the current government wasn't too happy with arms dealers.

As for the game plan, Darmus looked at the two helmeted faces, "So no use trying with the locals. Get me to the location of their last deal-" he slightly raised his suitcase again, "-their goons might still be around, but I'm certain I can get us a lead of two if I plug into the local net." That way, the Mandalorian and the imposter could shoot folks and interrogate them, while Darmus procured an actual lead scanning recent messages from the area.

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[Atuu Skirata]

"Alright, the fob points... This way." Atuu said while orienting himself in the direction of the heaviest beeping, raising his head to glance at the others and stepping off. From what he had read up on about Rodia in the past few years lined up accurately with the older rangers sentiments. Rodia was commonly at odds with itself so it was nice to see the government taking an interest in curbing that behavior.

As he walked down the steps and on to the sidewalk following the fobs tracker Atuu made small talk "So how long have you two been with the sector?" It was a mix of genuine interest and an attempt to put them at ease with their vastly inexperienced third party. Although he was trying to ease tensions Atuu was keeping his eyes on the passing building fronts, they were looking for a cantina. So far it had only been apartments, store fronts and a restaurant or two. "If either of you spot a cantina or signage pointing towards one, that's likely the place we need to be."

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[Uvren Sol]

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Uvren nodded towards Darmus regarding the net aspect, it was a new concept and one that often times alluded the young ranger. Despite his youth, he wasn't always the most technology savy individual and thus he preferred to do things the old fashioned way most of the time. He had remembered the briefing in the case files down to minute details and so it was no surprise that they were headed for a cantina; afterwall, it wouldn't be iconic if Rodians didn't do their business deals outside of shady establishments. "Only about six months or so.." Uvren said, responding to Atuu's question. "How long have you been in this profession?" He asked simply, wondering how often the young man joining them was acclimated to such proceedings.

Uvren motioned for the building towards the side, it was poorly marked but anyone with half a brain could tell it was a Cantina. "I believe's that the spot. Atuu and myself will occupy the attention, maybe that'll give you some time to plug in. Sound good?" He asked, seeing what was on their mind for the plan.

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[Darmus Onn]

Smalltalk wasn't one of Darmus' specialties and he decided to answer second and with only a shrug and a nod towards Uvren, clearly meaning something along the lines of 'about the same'. Rodia wasn't turning out to be a favorite of his with all the useless violence going around in an attempt to correct perceived slights and it was of no use to try and mop up a river during a rainstorm.

When they reached the cantina, Darmus nodded, "It'll do," and entered first. It was reasonably crowded with mean-looking characters and unemployed rodians who were on the brink of criminality, so in other words just like any other cantina on this kriffing planet. The waitress was an aging rodian female who came up the him once he'd taken a seat in one of the booths where he spotted a holonet plug. "What'ya want?"

"Corellian Whiskey, and-" he pointed at the holonet plug, "-can I watch speeder races if I plug my computer into this thing?"

The rodian frowned when she spotted the suitcase, "What'cha need that for? All ya need is a HoloNet connection and I got that for twenty credits."

Smiling, Darmus handed her the twenty credits and shrugged, "I'm an avid follower of the sport, this thing-" he pulled up the suitcase and dropped it on the table, "-allows me to follow the races on every planet in this sector."

The rodian shrugged and left to fetch him his whiskey. Darmus most likely could've just flashed his badge and be saved the hassle of answering questions, but he wasn't sure where her loyalties lay and thus decided to be cautious. Hopefully his partners did the same..

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