"A Simple Contract" IC

[knightfall]

Mos Eisley Cantina, Tatooine

Verdun Al, a Mandalorian Bopunty hunter who's fascinated with the Creed of the Mandalorians, aswell as Eras of Old, has recently accepted a Contract from a Strange origin. an Older Man, dressed in Black and Red armor and robes appears on the Information hologram Given to Verdun;

"Verdun Al,
If you're currently listening to this Hologram it means you've accepted our Low key but lucarative Contract. We please ask you to keep the upmost discreteness in this operation, not only for your sake but for the person We request you retrieve. We require you to Track down and Bring us this girl, 'Rena Lyse', We ask you to retrieve this Girl Alive and unharmed. We have a lead as to Rena's last known origins, Teth, a Planet on the edge of our Galaxy, in Hutt Space. Please use caution when traveling there, the Hutts are a crafty and caniving sort, aswell we're paying you 500 credits now, you will recieve your 3,000 other ones when you finish this job.

Good Luck, Do not fail us"

the Hologram message ended with an image of Rena displayed.
​

Verdun shook his head, taking another sip of his drink and enjoying the kick it gave. 'Red and Black, Sith Imperium? whatever, the Imperials are paying good so I'll do the job'. Verdu continued to sit at his seat, going over the additional infromation his Informant gave him.
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[Prudence]

Prudii sat up in an unfamiliar bed. He blinked a few times and began to sit up. Next to lay a Twi'lek woman, pink skinned, lying under a blanket on the bed. He rolled to the left to sit up without disturbing the twi'lek, and nearly rolled on top of a torgrutan woman. With slight shock and not particularly remembering where he was, he sat up and crawled to the end of the hard cheap bed to get off it. While sliding off the bed panic set in, his face, it was exposed. He almost considered taking the women with him to the Devastator and locking them away until he could figure out how to deal with them, and then he glanced at the night stand. On it sat several empty bottles of whisky, and several long burned out spice cigars. Neither of them are going to remember last night either.... He found his armor, strown over a chair, and began to pull it on, snapping each plate in place. Finally he secured his helmet on his head with a pop.

The comms on his helmet began to blink,

"Prudii Kyramud,
If you're currently listening to this Hologram it means you've our contract Contract. We please ask you to keep the upmost discreteness in this operation, not only for your sake but for the person We request that you meet Verdun Al immediately at the Mos Eisley Cantina, Mos Eisley Tatooine.

Good Luck, Do not fail us"​

He blinked a few times, blinking the sleep from his eyes, and began to move towards the door. He was still hungover from the alcohol and the spice, but he operated like this plenty of times. This was his constant state of being now. Now that Mia was gone... now that everything was gone.

He stepped out of the house, his visor tinting his vision from the twin suns, and protecting him from the hostile sandy air. He wore his grey armor, the one that was a symbol of Prudii Kyramud. Looking around he realized the house was right beside the cantina. A moment of walking took him inside the cantina, a dark hazy environment. In a mere second he was able to find the other Mandalorian in the room, and walked up to the man.

"Verdun Al?"

 

[knightfall]

Prudii sat up in an unfamiliar bed. He blinked a few times and began to sit up. Next to lay a Twi'lek woman, pink skinned, lying under a blanket on the bed. He rolled to the left to sit up without disturbing the twi'lek, and nearly rolled on top of a torgrutan woman. With slight shock and not particularly remembering where he was, he sat up and crawled to the end of the hard cheap bed to get off it. While sliding off the bed panic set in, his face, it was exposed. He almost considered taking the women with him to the Devastator and locking them away until he could figure out how to deal with them, and then he glanced at the night stand. On it sat several empty bottles of whisky, and several long burned out spice cigars. Neither of them are going to remember last night either.... He found his armor, strown over a chair, and began to pull it on, snapping each plate in place. Finally he secured his helmet on his head with a pop.

The comms on his helmet began to blink,

"Prudii Kyramud,
If you're currently listening to this Hologram it means you've our contract Contract. We please ask you to keep the upmost discreteness in this operation, not only for your sake but for the person We request that you meet Verdun Al immediately at the Mos Eisley Cantina, Mos Eisley Tatooine.

Good Luck, Do not fail us"​

He blinked a few times, blinking the sleep from his eyes, and began to move towards the door. He was still hungover from the alcohol and the spice, but he operated like this plenty of times. This was his constant state of being now. Now that Mia was gone... now that everything was gone.

He stepped out of the house, his visor tinting his vision from the twin suns, and protecting him from the hostile sandy air. He wore his grey armor, the one that was a symbol of Prudii Kyramud. Looking around he realized the house was right beside the cantina. A moment of walking took him inside the cantina, a dark hazy environment. In a mere second he was able to find the other Mandalorian in the room, and walked up to the man.

"Verdun Al?"

verdun shook his head slightly to knock off the after effects of the drink and peered at the man standing in front of him.
"Verdun Al?"
Verdun Realized that This was one of the 2 contacts that were attached to the Information, they were also assisting in this search contract.
Verdun nodded, "Indeed, You must be one of the two other hired bounty Hunters, Prudii correct?"
Verdun extended a Hand towards him, "Pleased to meet you".
Verdun
VerdVerdun

 

[Commissar Brett]

Inferno stepped out of the taxi-speeder he had ridden from the spaceport to the Cantina. He squinted his eyes as dust and sand tried to force its way into his eyes. His wide brimmed duster blocked most of the dust from his eyes, but still some of it got by. The walk from the speeder to the Cantina was short, and within a moment he was inside the building. The light was far darker inside than it was outside, making him rub his eyes to try to assist them in their adjustments. A quick glance found one familiar face, Prudii. It wasn't hard to assume the man was on the same job. Though they hadn't been speaking much lately.

Inferno approached the two and gestured with a nod "Inferno the Prize Fighter at your services.. I see you've already met Kyramud."

 

[knightfall]

Inferno stepped out of the taxi-speeder he had ridden from the spaceport to the Cantina. He squinted his eyes as dust and sand tried to force its way into his eyes. His wide brimmed duster blocked most of the dust from his eyes, but still some of it got by. The walk from the speeder to the Cantina was short, and within a moment he was inside the building. The light was far darker inside than it was outside, making him rub his eyes to try to assist them in their adjustments. A quick glance found one familiar face, Prudii. It wasn't hard to assume the man was on the same job. Though they hadn't been speaking much lately.

Inferno approached the two and gestured with a nod "Inferno the Prize Fighter at your services.. I see you've already met Kyramud."

If Prudii shook Verdun's Hand, verdun would see the other figure approaching the table.
verdun saw the Information hologram with him, telling Verdun that he was the other member of the Job.
"Inferno the Prize Fighter at your services.. I see you've already met Kyramud."

Verdun extended his hand twoards the Prize Fighter,
"I'm Verdun, Pleased to meet you"

 

[Prudence]

Prudii shook the man's hand back "Well well. The team wouldn't complete without the cowboy. Glad we're set now."

 

[knightfall]

Prudii shook the man's hand back "Well well. The team wouldn't complete without the cowboy. Glad we're set now."

Verdun nodded and sat down, gesturing them to sit at the booth with him.
if they ablidged, Verdun would simply pick up his helmet, brushing off the visor and saying,
"I Believe we've all been caught up?"

 

[knightfall]

If the 2 sat down, Verdun would begin.

"If we've all been caught up, Then you know who I am. We're heading to an Outer rim planet called 'Teth', The last reported location of this Girl we're tracking. I don't know if you have ships, if you do We can travel in mine to make things simpler, or we could form a convoy of sorts".

Verdun cracked his knuckles,
"Either way, we need to move soon. It's a long way to Teth"

 

[Eccles]

Davik brushed the sand from his hair and clothes as he entered the Mos Eisley Cantina. He didn't like the water-deprived ball of sand filled with feces dressed as career criminals or innocent farmers, but somehow he really enjoyed the architecture and cantina culture as the cantina in a too-hot-to-handle kind of climate often became the epicentre of sentient activity. Tonight was no different as he recognized a Twi'lek he had once sold into slavery dancing in the lap of a human teen, still wearing the same old shock collar and the sad expression that had resulted in her getting ousted from Nar Shaddaa's pleasure houses. Really, when would these girls realize that no customers wants a despressed pleasure slave?

Anyway, he didn't pay much heed to her and sat down at the bar "Wrean coffee, and put a pinch of Bantha milk in there"

 

[knightfall]

(redacted for participants refusing to post)

Verdun shook his head, taking another sip of his drink and enjoying the kick it gave. 'Red and Black, Sith Imperium? whatever, the Imperials are paying good so I'll do the job'. Verdu continued to sit at his seat, going over the additional infromation his Informant gave him. Verdun had been told of two other participants, but they seemed to have not shown up, 'more credits for me' Verdun thought, sipping the last of his Drink. "Jamba Juice likes to pack a punch". Verdun took a sip, he noticed a man helping a depressed slave accross the Bar. Verdun also noticed an angry Slave guard walking, more like marching, over to the man and the slave. they never liked when their girls took breaks when they didn't authorize.

'Verdun, just go, this doesn't involve you, just leave, just leave', Verdun tried to reason with himself as he stood up, and walked interceptingly towards the Slave Guard. As The Slave guard tapped the man's shoulder, giving him a meanacing scowl. Verdun grrabbed the Slave Guard's shoulder, half forcefully turning him towards Verdun. "How about you Give the girl a break?'