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This thread takes place directly after the commission meeting. It's a no-death, no-capture social thread for a single participant besides myself.
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After the commission meeting Davik had returned to his penthouse with a tipsy mind and a heavy body, having had too much to drink and way too much to eat, he made his way through the brightly lit corridor and if it wasn’t for his uncomfortable shoes keeping him awake, the brandy would have had him sleeping on the floor already. A holo-communicator was buzzing in his pocket, but as he tried to reach for it he swayed dangerous to the other side of the corridor and decided to let is buzz until he was safe on his couch. Luckily he was only three, two, one step away from his door and as it slid open the pissed Davik remembered something “Jana! Go get me some coffee!” he yelled as the door closed behind him. He heard footsteps rushing to the kitchen as he stumbled towards the living room “and put some Bantha milk in it!”

Kicking off his shoes he was just about to let himself fall on his big comfortably couch when he spotted the Chiss woman sitting on it uncomfortably with a glass of his Corellian brandy. “Well, who the bantha are you?” he slurred his words as he tried to wrap his brain around this surprise. The Chiss frowned, “I’m Lorna Chal, we were playing pazaak until you had me imprisoned here as a household slave” she said with plenty of anger in her voice. Davik stared at her for a moment “Oh. Right. Welcome to the family.” he said absentmindedly “JANA!”

“Yes yes you drunk buffoon” Jana responded as she rushed back with his cup of coffee. “You do realize your datapad is buzzing?” she continued and pointed at the datapad sticking from his pocket after handing him the coffee, but Davik was distracted again as he took notice of the curves on his slave “I’m just happy to see you” he winked, but in doing so lost his balance and fell on top of the Chiss that also got the hot coffee on her shirt and yelped in pain. “You bastard!” she cursed and quickly took off her shirt to prevent her skin from getting burned, much to the enjoyment of the drunk Davik. “Ah yes! Now I remember you!” he laughed as he held the now empty cup into the air “JANA! Where’s my coffee!? Do I have to get the taser out?”

The Chiss gasped “Is that another word for-“ but was interrupted by Jana “no,” she said lifting her hair and showing the slave collar “I just forget it’s there sometimes”. Another gasp, and a scowling look towards Davik later and the Chiss was covering her bare skin with a cushion and started walking towards the door, but Davik was having none of that. “You leave and you’re dead tomorrow, Lorna Chal.” and if that had been said by anyone else, the Chiss might have ignored it. But on Nar Shaddaa there’s one truth and that was that cartel members always spoke it. Didn’t matter he was drunk and might not remember it in a few hours, but the Chiss didn’t want to take the risk that after years of saving up credits for her freedom, she’d be dead not even a week into it. Defeated by fear, she quietly sat down on the couch again and remained silent. Jana disappeared into the kitchen again as Davik struggled to get the datapad out of his pocket, but when he saw what the message contained his eyes grew wide and he motioned to Lorna “Get the giggledust from that box over there, I need to sober up” he said in a serious tone and his eyes told the Chiss that the man was suddenly regretting his indulgence in food and drink. By the time Jana returned with a new cup of coffee Davik snorted a line of giggledust up his nose “Woah! That’s good for the senses right there” he said and quickly followed up the sensation with some coffee before he motioned for silence as he read the message again, and again, before he turned to Jana “Jane, what do you make of this:”

“Dear Davik, attached to this message is your confirmation for the lease of several bulk freighters to be signed for upon their arrival at a Nar Shaddaa spaceport at your choice.” he read it out loud with raised eyebrows suggesting he still didn’t understand what was going on. “Did I lease a small fleet the day before yesterday when I was, you know, testing the Kessel merchandise?” he asked Jana, carefully reframing his spice binge of which he remembered absolutely nothing, but Jana shook her head “No, I made sure your datapad wasn’t in reach. Someo-“

“wait-“ Davik interrupted her “here’s another message: Davik, you must’ve received confirmation by now. Make sure you’re at these coordinates at the specified time. M” Davik blinked a couple of times trying to figure out who M was and why he would need to fly a fleet of freighters to a bunch of coordinates close to.. the Daedalus. “p.s. prepare for passengers”

“Who’s M?” Lorna asked “where does one sign up?” she continued, her interest clearly piqued.

“I don’t know” Davik replied without taking his eyes from the screen, “but I know someone that does.”

He grabbed his holocommunicator and pressed a few buttons with sober accuracy. This wasn't a drunk dial, as he would never dial the number of a Hutt for anything but business. Truthfully, there wasn't anyone else he knew that could possibly shed some light on these strange messages @Nor'baal
 

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Cruising across the outer-swamps of Nar Shadaa with the grace and poise of a stampeding Bantha, the Vesajilic Granduer' careered past Jiguuna at breakneck speed, its chief occupant, Nor'baal Vesajilic, sat on the top deck laughed as he watched some of the onlooker fall over as the vessel blasted them over with a gust of wind. Unfortunately, the Hutts revelry was cut short, and the Vessel came to a slower speed, as he received a Holo-net message from an associate of his, Davik Lorso.

A blueish outline, of a somewhat inebriated Davik appeared on the deck before him, and the Hutt offered him a greeting in basic ''Good Day Davik, what is the business?''

As the Barge came to a slow, it began to head out to the swamps once more, heading back to the Vesajilic Estate on Nal Huttaa, in case the Hutt Criminal was required to make a hasty exit, should Daviks message request his aid in a matter off-world.
 

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“Go take the Chiss to your quarters and get her a new shirt” Davik told Jana while he waited for the Hutt to answer the call. It was taking some time, suggesting that perhaps Nor’baal had already left the Moon and returned to his palace on the even bigger cesspit known as Hutta. The waiting wasn’t good for the inebriated Davik as he needed something to focus on now that the spice was raging through him.

Suddenly the Hutt answered and his ugly half headed outline popped up on Davik’s coffee table. “Master Nor’baal” he began in flawless Huttese “I’ve received messages signed by the letter M and detailing something I cannot personally make head or tails of.” he paused to ponder if he should trust a Hutt with the information relayed and decided to tell all except the exact coordinates. “I was hoping you’d know someone who signs with an M and has the means to lease a small fleet of freighters and the access to the contact information Mar Kreeta created for me with the cartel.”

Around the corner, outside of Davik’s field of vision, stood the Chiss listening in intently. She was eager to hear a secret or two that would allow her to blackmail the cartel enforcer and get him back for threatening her just a few minutes earlier. Jana, who had started to view her position as more of a partner than a slave and servant, frowned deeply as she came to give her a clean shirt. “Don’t eavesdrop” she told the Chiss in a hushed voice, “You were slave once, and if you give him a reason to distrust you, you’ll be one again.” she warned the Chiss, but it was ignored by Lorna as she continued to pry her nose into things that she really shouldn’t.
 

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Davik would be correct in his assumptions that the Hutt had long since departed the City Moon of the Hutts, having returned to his home-world almost immediately after the meeting of the Commission had concluded. The 'Glorious Jewel' as the Hutts called it was something of a need for the slug like species, returning to it a deep seated desire in their minds.

With the Sail Barge having now returned to the Hutts Tower, the large sentient being continued his conversation as he made his way into the Palace, a droid projecting Davik in front of his, so as to keep pace with the Hutts movements. What Mr Lorso had to bring to him was of great interest to the Hutt Baron, 'M' on its own for example held little significance.

However, if one had been active in the Cartel for several decades, like Nor'baal, things fell into place with ease. Only one person who could sign off as 'M' would have the authority to lease such a large number of vessels - Mjolla.

Despite the Champios having put a Bounty on the Hutts head several months ago, in response to his attempted capture of Vica - a Sith Lord - Nor'baal had a history with Mjolla, having hosted the fight in which she started to make a name for herself many years ago, before the Cartel even formed. The Hutt was confident the tip off came from Mjolla herself, and did not need to tell Davik that keeping the Hutts name secret was most advisable given recent events.

''Mjolla.'' he stated bluntly ''Only person it could be.''
 

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"Wait, the Hammer!?" Davik cried "Why in the hell would she see me as an accomplice? And for what?" he continued, still having no idea what was happening. The message on his datapad said he was supposed to prepare a small fleet of bulk freighters for passengers and jump to coordinates far away. Couldn't she at least have said this in person? Or through a holo-link? Davik's confusion must've been visible as the Chiss suddenly reappeared looking to profit from his seeming moment of weakness "The Hammer? She and I go way back!" she lied, quite convincingly, and took Davik's half-emptied cup of coffee from his hand and emptied it. "Oh hey, that's a-" she had tried to continue her lie and act all tough to whoever Davik was on the holocomm with, but the mere sight of this particular one-eyed Hutt had her at a loss for words "uhm-" she stammered "My apologies, master Nor'baal" she quickly said and stepped back out of sight of the huge green slug.

Jana entered quickly after the embarrassing moment and whispered something in Davik's ear which made him frown deeply at the Chiss. "Master Nor'baal. I'm sorry, you've just had the displeasure to meet with my newest slave." he paused as he looked at the Chiss to see if his emphasis on the word slave had any effect on her, and it seemed it did as she started sobbing quietly. She had just won her freedom from a Quarren, only to have her rash actions cause enslavement with a man known for much more violence, death and misery than all her old masters combined could every hope to match. "she volunteered to the position just now." Davik continued with a smile.

A moment passed, in which Davik pressed a button on his datapad and summoned one of his more greedy Gamorrean friends to make his way to the penthouse. It would take a while, but he wouldn't be needing him until after the call with Nor'baal had finished. When the moment had passed and the peace from before the Chiss' interuption had returned, Davik again adressed the Hutt. "It seems Mjolla wants the bulk freighters made ready to transport passengers. As my network of associates is in no way capable, could I implore your help in this matter?" @Nor'baal
 

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It was indeed curious as to why Mjolla - or at least who Nor'baal suspected to be 'M' - had decided to notify Davik of this opportunity. Her position as a Cartel Champion would not, for example, make her party to information as to any danger impacting the region, unless she had been tipped off by a Lorda, but once again, why would a Hutt Lord inform a Human of anything unless it could benefit them. She may be working for another party, considered the Hutt, before dismissing the thought to focus on the matter at hand.

Ignoring the interruption of the Slave, instead offering a nod to Davik by way of understanding, the Hutt focused instead on the business to be done. ''An equal partnership of course Mr Lorso.'' replied the Hutt, before pausing to consider his options. The Hutt had contacts in smuggling, piracy and the like - so formulating a plan to hold the stock that would coming in would not be hard.

Remembering that he was speaking to Human, the Hutt explained his logic ''The nearest population zone to these coordinates is the Deadalus. So a large volume of passengers, say fleeing the Deadalus, we can offer transport in return for a fee, then sell on the passengers to various groups as slaves.'' he said, as though the mass enslavement of refugees (after robbing them) was the most natural thing in the Galaxy.

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Davik frowned “I think it’s highly unlikely that people would be fleeing the only neutral zone in a war-torn galaxy, master Nor’baal. However, Mjolla entrusted me with this and I’ll need to get those freighters ready for passengers.” he said and further conversation was momentarily interrupted when out of sight for Nor’baal, Jana and the Chiss were discussing her frightful mistake in hushed voices.

Smiling, he continued “To be on the safe side” his facial expression was starting to show that he was clearly asking a lot from his drugged mind right now “There’s a lot of people on that spaceport and if we really have to safe them” he said remembering the massive amounts of poor refugees living in the slums “we’ll probably need more than the ships we have. If there’s a location close-by that would allow us to drop them off and go back for more, that’d be brilliant.” @Nor'baal
 

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Smiling slightly to himself, the Hutt cast his mind back to his days running Guns onto Zonju V. Of course he was still involved in that operation, but years ago he had been setting up the trade routes into and out of the planet on behalf of an old business associate, Sonny Mills. As part of that operation, he had set up a chain of smuggling bases across the space between Zonju and Cartel Space.

One of those bases, long since abandoned, sprung to mind. Hidden in the depths of an asteroid belt, the base was perfect for what was required, being exactly one jump away from their 'cargo point' as well as being almost impossible to find unless one already new where it was.

<I have a place, one I used to use a while ago, here, take a look.> he said, before showing him a Data-pad with the information on it.
 

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Davik looked closely at the information and then nodded "Seems perfect, Nor'baal. I knew you were the Hutt with all the answers." he grinned. The location Norbs showed being indeed the perfect place from where to mount a rescue operation.

"Let's meet up there and discuss details" @Nor'baal
 
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