Hunting a Rogue (OPEN)

[Izz]

*In the criminal underworld of the urban zones of Nubia, a bitter ex-Alsakan officer by the name of Nediam Luas has rose to the head of a powerful gang that calls itself the Rak-T'itah. However, his discreet desertion from the Alsakan army was eventually discovered,and a bounty was immediately placed on his head: 50,000 credits dead, 60,000 alive. In no time at all, bounty hunters from across the galaxy had traced his position to Nubia, but his powerful position as the head of a major gang would make collecting a bounty a difficult task indeed...*


Taiy Raanxa sat cramped in the tiny, dirty secret compartment of the light frigate. An aquaintance of his had agreed to smuggle him into Nubia for a small amount of credits, and though his method was cramped and uncomfortable, it would be well worth it when his name didn't show up in the list of people visiting the planet. He gritted his teeth as an attempt to readjust his position failed with painful results. Just as he began to wonder if he would ever be able to leave, his comm buzzed. A man's voice came from the tiny speaker.
"Its all clear, no surveilance. You can leave the credits on the control board."
Taiy grunted as he opened the door of the tiny space disguised as an exhaust vent. His bones cracked as he stood up straight for the first time in hours and stretched his entire body. Immediately, he observed his surroundings.
No guards... beautiful.
His legs ached a bit as he walked to the cockpit of the ship, and set two hundred credits on the seat. Then, discreetly as possible, he left the small spacecraft and got his first breath of Nubian Air.

 

[Gabora]

Samar had just enter the atmosphere of Nubia. She had just put down the landing gear when a com cam up asking "What is your name and business here?"
She answered "I'm, Samar Krzeb. I'm trying to get the gang leader by the name of Nediam Luas." She didnt lie because she knew that every bounty hunter that wanted to make a name for him/her self was trying to get on planet.
The officer on the com whispered "Great, another one." In a full voice, one that was obviously practiced, he said "You get docking bay 54B" and with that, he shut down the channel.
Samar piloted her ship to the designated docking bay and landed her ship there. With the flip of a switch she powered down her ship, set the safety lock, and got out. In her amour she scanned the surrounding areas for devises like holo cams, trip wires and mines. You cant bee to careful she thought.

 

[Galykia]

Adelaide saw the dark haired, tan colored man quietly walk of the ship. She then walked toward him looking at his gear. She thought he was most likly a bounty hunter by the looks of him. And there was only one really worthwhile bounty on this rock of a planet. "Hello sir, what brings you here? Family, vacation, maybe even a bounty?" She put great stress on the last word in that sentence. "If it is the latter, then might i suggest a bit of help. A lady such as myself would gladly appreciate a bit of help."

 

[Izz]

Taiy had his hand on his blaster the moment he saw the pink skinned woman walking towards him. She appeared to be a zeltron, and Taiy noticed her slug thrower and sword right away.He let his hand relax after he realised that she wasn't a guard of the spaceport and that she probably didn't intend any harm.
"Hello sir, what brings you here? Family, vacation, maybe even a bounty?"
Taiy realised that he probably wasn't the only one looking for Luas.
"If it is the latter, then might i suggest a bit of help. A lady such as myself would gladly appreciate a bit of help."
hmmm... straight to the point. I like that, Taiy thought to himself.
"Let me guess, you're looking for Luas too?" he asked calmly. "If so, then I'd gladly accept a little help."

 

[Galykia]

Excellent! Do you have any leads? If not I know a place we can start to look.

 

[Gabora]

As Samar was walking threw the docking bay when she saw two Humanoids talking to each other. She scanned the female Zeltron and got...

NAME: Adelaide Wynne
SPECIES: Zeltron
AGE: 27
GENDER: female
HEIGHT: 5ft 9in
WEIGHT: 125
EYES: purple
HAIR: pink
SKIN: dark pink

She then scanned the Human male...

NAME: Taiy Raanxa
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 23
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6' 1"
WEIGHT: 160 lbs
EYES: Green with a hint of brown
HAIR: Dark brown, almost black. It is shoulder length and very greasy.
SKIN: Medium Tan

...Not checked in with planet residence

Samar ignored that last part and saw they were both bounty hunters. Now I got competition she thought.

 

[Izz]

Excellent! Do you have any leads? If not I know a place we can start to look.

Friendly girl, isn't she? he thought to himself.

"No, I actually don't know much about him besides the fact that he's a gang member here on Nubia...," he lied.

No need to give away too much, now...

 

[Galykia]

Well that is o.k. i know a little cantina that will give us some great leads. She then slowly walked toward their destination as she glared at the 3rd mysterious hunter.

 

[Kale]

Kale was walking near the docking bay when he saw a ship land, his force capitbilties were small but he sensed something in the ship landing. He ran quickly to the shadows and waited patiently. He wanted to get off this planet, he wanted to get to tython but he had know means of transportation. He needed to talk to the crew of this ship. He could feel the darkness consume his body. He was completely hidden. Something was stirring inside him, he put his hand on his belt and felt his light saber. It was the only thing that gave him comfort now. Than, suddenly he felt inspiration, what ever he had to face he was ready.

 

[Gabora]

Scanning the humanoids Samar saw that the Zeltron glaring at her. Must feel the same way I do she thought. As she watched the couple move on she turned and started to scan random humanoids to see if she could find anyone.

 

[Kale]

Kale watched patiently. Then suddenly he felt like he needed to move on. He looked at the figure that exited the ship. He decided to move towards it.. he figured it was his only chance of getting of this rock.
"hello" he said as he approached her "My name is Kale."

 

[Izz]

Well that is o.k. i know a little cantina that will give us some great leads.

Taiy stood for a moment as the Zeltron walked off, trying to form a plan in his head. Nothing outstanding popped into his mind. He shrugged, and then followed suit with the pink-skinned woman. It was then that he noticed the armor clad figure standing off a little in the distance, observing its surroundings. It appeared to be female, but it was hard to tell due to the somewhat bulky armor that it was wearing.

Another hunter, I bet...

 

[Mother Chucker]

Digits traced the surface of his glass; the lavish purple liquid was a delicacy to him. Lifting the cup to his mouth finishing the last of it, becoming only a small morsel to dampen the Zeltrons appetite. The Deltron Spice Wine tingled the throat, that’s why he enjoyed it so much. Two livers came with a price it would seem, lavish alcohol tended to get expensive when one tried for its potent effects.

"Nediam Luas, lets see what you can do..."

Came out as a gentle whisper more for Saris Trents own enjoyment it would seem. He and Nediam had an agreement, a business proposition of sorts. Though we will go more into that soon. Frequenting this Cantina had been almost habit; there was no reason for the gang leader to hide as if he were a stowaway until recent events. This had caused him to move his operations underground.

The Rodian bartender refilled his glass.

"Come on Ronto! Number 12...."

The words came out loud and trailed off quietly as he partook in another drink.

Saris had put One thousand credits on the Ronto and from what he had heard the stakes were high. Though Nediam assured him that #12 would win the race, his associate was certain. It was not a fair way of betting but Trent was horrible when it came to gambling at races unless he was actually there in the race it was hard to tell who was going to when solely on the fact of the animals intent. Creatures were unpredictable, their minds not easily discerned.

"Hahahaha!!! Yes!!! That’s right!"

He Exclaimed.

The Large Holo-Screen mounted behind the cantina's bar displayed it all. Trent was fully absorbed as the race neared its end nearly jumping out of his seat. Silky bound tendrils of ebony and lavender head hair shifting with each bodily jerked movement.

 

[Gabora]

After a wile of scanning random people Samar chose to go into a nearby Cantina. She walked to the counter and pulled off her helmet reveling her long brown hair, which was messy because of the helmet.
"Give me a Corellian" she said to the bartender.
"Ale or whiskey?" the bartender said.
"Oh, sorry, ale please" Samar Said, a little embarrassed.
When the drink came she looked at the Holo-Screen and flinched when she saw a coalition.

 

[Kale]

Kale saw an odd amount of people entering the Cantina. He decided to follow suit. He walked in an there was a thick smell of sweat, the Cantina was completly crowded. He had an extreme amount of thirst overcome him. He walked up to the bar and sat next to a man with black and purple hair that almost looked like a human, but there was something different about him, maybe a zeltron mix he was drinking some sort of purple drink. Kale looked up and saw a Rodian bar tender.
"Can i get a Juma please" he looked at the man sitting next to him.
"so hows your night going?"

 

[Mother Chucker]

The Ronto slammed its side into one of the other creatures causing it to fall over landing painfully upon its neck, at a full sprint. Got to eliminate the competition, have to. Then it was over, number twelve zipped accross the finish line first place. That ment Saris Trent was three-thousand credits richer.

"Quite well actually, just won myself a race and yourself?"

Saris let a grin slip from his handsome lips. Pupils studying the stranger curiously.

"Armed to destroy a small colony I see."

He joked, after looking the man up and down. Followed by a faint laugh.

"Im Saris Trent pleased to meet you. So how can I be of service?"

The Bartender Refilled his drink and he took another sip then placeing the glass back down upon the bartop. This was his job, information and of course gambling. With a little bit of concentration the man by his side would have felt calm and relaxed. From Saris Trent's natural gift to manipulate the emotions of those around him. This time it certainly shouldn't have been labeled manipulation. It was rather intended to ease the anxiety upon first contact.

 

[Kale]

Kale felt Calm. This man could be trusted. He looked down to his belt,
"Oh, thats just a relic, a toy in my hands" He looked around, as he observed earlier the cantina was busy, unnaturally busy. Something was happening, he could feel it. Emotions were extreme. He looked back at the man, extended his hand and smiled.
"Kale Patronous, do you have any idea why its so busy tonight?"

 

[Gabora]

"Because this is one of the biggest races in this system." Samar said to the supposed Kale. She had overheard the conversation that the Zeltron Hybrid and the other Human were having. "This is pretty much the playoffs to the final playoffs."
She had just finished her drink and Was about to ask for another.

 

[Kale]

Kale turned from his spot and looked in the direction of the voice
"really? Facinating, and you are?"
He did not get the same comforting feeling that he got from the man next to him. But nevertheless this was the same person who he saw coming out of the ship earlier. Kale sipped his drink but did not break his stare from the figure in front of him.

 

[Mother Chucker]

"Well, the races of course. Im rich!"

Raised a single digit to the air.

"Koziat, could you please get this gentlemen and beautiful women here a drink. I will take another order of Delton Spice Wine."

Saris Trent seemed overjoyed, luck and skill played an important role in his life when it came to gambling. He took the newcomer in with his gaze, though he could not see exactly what shape her body was in through the armor. None the less she was female.

"Indeed you are correct. M'Lady."

He acknowledged with a faint smile. She would have felt relaxed and at ease with the Zeltron just as the other gentleman next to him. In fact the extra pheromones that emanated from his body would have acted as a natural lure to the opposite sex. An attraction would have been shared between the two upon first contact; Trent was a very handsome man though with some very unordinary courtship abilities.

"The name is Saris Trent its a pleasure, you are absolutely stunning. Whats your name dear?"


Gathered himself taking another sip of the Spice Wine. That was four in nearly thirty minutes, seemingly uneffected by the beverage to say the least. One thing was obvious though, there was something troubling them both, h could feel it.