Recent content by Rusty_Innards

I'm out

"Hmm yeah that should do nicely. Probably a good idea to sneak in on foot anyways....we're not sure what's out there at this point." Jet rubbed his chin, unsurprised to find a few days' growth clinging to it. "Stealth is the key. I'll get Stumper here to keep his long-range sensors on. Best to...

It was the thumping headache that woke Jet up. That, and the swaying motion. "Where am I?", he thought to himself. He cautiously opened one eyelid a tiny bit and peered around. He was lying on a stretcher, being carried by at least one (and probably more, if smell was any indication), Gremorrean...

Hey mate, yeah looks like it's just me and you I think...sorry I've been a bit absent these past couple weeks, but I'm back in now.

Oh crap, yeah, sorry, I'll progress that one a bit further (sorry, real life caught up with me over the last couple weeks)

If there's no movement in the next day or two, would it be ok if I moved Jet to thread 1?

So is Team 2 a go? Not seeing much action on that thread...?

Inevitably, after a couple hours of mumbles, grumbles and bickering, the trip did turn out to be a long, painful one. The ship itself was actually quite well fitted out, though Jet decided not to partake of any of the strong liqueurs which formed the bulk of the bar fare. Finally, the...

"I hate waiting.", Jet muttered to himself. He'd been pacing the tiny hotel room that had been rented for him for over two hours. He glanced at his chrono for the thousandth time, then picked up a piece of flimsiplast from the bedside table. The details were there in black and white, but still...

Turns out, Jet's apartment was empty, though it looked as though a herd of banthas had trampled through it. A quick look around confirmed that nothing of any importance was missing. "I wonder what they were after?", he muttered to himself. He found his droid Stumper face-down under his bed...

When the Hutt had finished, the huge Chevin standing next to him lifted its head and plodded towards them, ushering the trio out of the throne room as he did. "I've got to go get my gear together", Jet stated to the other two newly-employed cartel members. "I'll meet you back at the spaceport...

Holding himself back as much as possible from backhanding the Chiss, Jet said through clenched teeth. "Let's get going then. Grab your gear and we'll meet up on Blue Boy's ship." Turning back to Borga, Jet gave a slight bow. "Unless there is anything else that you require, Lord Hutt?" "Let's...

Jet's in!

"Either of you guys have a ship?" Jet asked the others.

Jet looked to either side at the two beings that had entered the throne room after him. He'd been part of unusual groupings before, but this was the first time he'd even stood in the same room as a Chiss and a...wolfman? Knowing that the Hutts respected initiative and flattery in equal...