Coruscant - Early Evening
In light of the new Sith banishment, the man once known as Lieutenant Targon finds himself in a dangerous position. He had a seemingly spotless and successful record in the Sith Empire, and if he didn't hurry, it was likely that they might come to be suspicious about his recent "retirement". The Naval Officer had trained his whole life, from the age of 13 to nearly 23, and he was finally going to see his parents after a long time. He had called ahead and let them know he was coming, so they wouldn't be surprised, at least not at that. Targon had saved up nearly enough, but not enough, credits throughout his entire life, since housing and food were free for him with his parents and then at the academy and then during his military service, to buy what he wanted. He was looking to ask for credits from his parents because he wanted to hire a crew of skilled and somewhat experienced pilots and fighters, and on top of that, he wanted to buy a Frigate.
Most people wouldn't have nearly enough credits, but for him, credits were easy to come by. He would loot all of the cleared-out pirate ships and give himself a fair share of the credits from it when he fought them. He also came from a rich family, who gave him large sums of credit on each of his birthdays. He was also at one point a well-trained officer, and a Lieutenant at that, of the Sith Empire, which paid its troops well, and its officers better. He also gained many credits from one time when he was drunk, in which he gambled and struck it lucky, making a small fortune in one night. But even with all of that, he didn't have just enough credits to get what he wanted, so he was going to have to ask his parents for it.
What he needed this crew and ship for, and why he had left military service, wasn't known to anybody but him, but that didn't mean they couldn't be suspicious, so he had been careful not to say anything to arouse suspicion recently. Hamlit Targon had left and wanted the things he wanted for a simple reason, to help the Sith. He had joined the Sith Empire believing he would gain great individual improvement and not only that, but he would also gain profit and power. The Sith Empire and the Sith ruling over it was the government that he had seen as ruthless, but efficient, tyrannical, but law-bringing. He had joined because of the Sith, and now that they had been banished, he was prepared to take their side, and if he wanted to be a member of their fleet, he would need a ship and a crew.
As the shuttle glided through the air and atmosphere of the city world, he could feel the first faint glimmers of self-doubt and anxiety, but as he had been trained to do, he quickly swept it away in a calm confidence that he would, that he must, succeed. When the shuttle finally landed, he stood up out of his seat and addressed the pilot leaving the cockpit. "Thank you for your service, here is a small tip in addition to my payment, good day to you sir." He handed him a bag of credits, then turned on his heel, walked down the ramp, and proceeded to head to the nearest rentable speeder.
Once he was on the speeder, he ignited the engines, and the small but sleek thing began to take off, this was all after paying to rent it, of course. Once it had reached its destination he slowed the speeder to a halt. He got off of the speeder and then proceeded to walk down to the exquisite suite nearby. He knew this place well, it was his childhood home. Once he talked to the security guard and was allowed in, he immediately took off his boots before walking on the carpet.
He met up with his parents soon after walking in, they came up to him, the mother embracing him in a hug. The father stood still but seemed glad to see that his son was still alive. Soon, when all of the greetings were finished, he began to speak. "I must borrow a few hundred credits, it's for a confidential reason, but I am sure you can trust me, I've never even so much as stolen an extra cookie from the jar." His parents considered and spoke to each other about it for a few minutes, then agreed, he was always a goodie-two-shoes when he was a kid. Once he had what he came for, he enjoyed the company of his parents for a few hours.
...
Once it was over and he had left, he had immediately headed back to the speeder, renting it again and taking it to the shuttle, but soon he realized that he would have to wait until morning, and, not wanting to bother his parents by asking to stay the night, he decided to stay at the nearby inn for the night, but first, before heading to bed, since he was still quite energetic, he wanted to have a bit of time to socialize, because it might be the last time for a while that he will really get to have a bit of fun, because what he was about to do, it might take years to complete, and it would affect his life for even longer.
(Roleplay is open to most any characters, but please keep at a minimum two paragraphs per post.)
In light of the new Sith banishment, the man once known as Lieutenant Targon finds himself in a dangerous position. He had a seemingly spotless and successful record in the Sith Empire, and if he didn't hurry, it was likely that they might come to be suspicious about his recent "retirement". The Naval Officer had trained his whole life, from the age of 13 to nearly 23, and he was finally going to see his parents after a long time. He had called ahead and let them know he was coming, so they wouldn't be surprised, at least not at that. Targon had saved up nearly enough, but not enough, credits throughout his entire life, since housing and food were free for him with his parents and then at the academy and then during his military service, to buy what he wanted. He was looking to ask for credits from his parents because he wanted to hire a crew of skilled and somewhat experienced pilots and fighters, and on top of that, he wanted to buy a Frigate.
Most people wouldn't have nearly enough credits, but for him, credits were easy to come by. He would loot all of the cleared-out pirate ships and give himself a fair share of the credits from it when he fought them. He also came from a rich family, who gave him large sums of credit on each of his birthdays. He was also at one point a well-trained officer, and a Lieutenant at that, of the Sith Empire, which paid its troops well, and its officers better. He also gained many credits from one time when he was drunk, in which he gambled and struck it lucky, making a small fortune in one night. But even with all of that, he didn't have just enough credits to get what he wanted, so he was going to have to ask his parents for it.
What he needed this crew and ship for, and why he had left military service, wasn't known to anybody but him, but that didn't mean they couldn't be suspicious, so he had been careful not to say anything to arouse suspicion recently. Hamlit Targon had left and wanted the things he wanted for a simple reason, to help the Sith. He had joined the Sith Empire believing he would gain great individual improvement and not only that, but he would also gain profit and power. The Sith Empire and the Sith ruling over it was the government that he had seen as ruthless, but efficient, tyrannical, but law-bringing. He had joined because of the Sith, and now that they had been banished, he was prepared to take their side, and if he wanted to be a member of their fleet, he would need a ship and a crew.
As the shuttle glided through the air and atmosphere of the city world, he could feel the first faint glimmers of self-doubt and anxiety, but as he had been trained to do, he quickly swept it away in a calm confidence that he would, that he must, succeed. When the shuttle finally landed, he stood up out of his seat and addressed the pilot leaving the cockpit. "Thank you for your service, here is a small tip in addition to my payment, good day to you sir." He handed him a bag of credits, then turned on his heel, walked down the ramp, and proceeded to head to the nearest rentable speeder.
Once he was on the speeder, he ignited the engines, and the small but sleek thing began to take off, this was all after paying to rent it, of course. Once it had reached its destination he slowed the speeder to a halt. He got off of the speeder and then proceeded to walk down to the exquisite suite nearby. He knew this place well, it was his childhood home. Once he talked to the security guard and was allowed in, he immediately took off his boots before walking on the carpet.
He met up with his parents soon after walking in, they came up to him, the mother embracing him in a hug. The father stood still but seemed glad to see that his son was still alive. Soon, when all of the greetings were finished, he began to speak. "I must borrow a few hundred credits, it's for a confidential reason, but I am sure you can trust me, I've never even so much as stolen an extra cookie from the jar." His parents considered and spoke to each other about it for a few minutes, then agreed, he was always a goodie-two-shoes when he was a kid. Once he had what he came for, he enjoyed the company of his parents for a few hours.
...
Once it was over and he had left, he had immediately headed back to the speeder, renting it again and taking it to the shuttle, but soon he realized that he would have to wait until morning, and, not wanting to bother his parents by asking to stay the night, he decided to stay at the nearby inn for the night, but first, before heading to bed, since he was still quite energetic, he wanted to have a bit of time to socialize, because it might be the last time for a while that he will really get to have a bit of fun, because what he was about to do, it might take years to complete, and it would affect his life for even longer.
(Roleplay is open to most any characters, but please keep at a minimum two paragraphs per post.)