Meeting The Blood Lord (Mrun & Em)

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn stepped out of The Exiled and looked around the crowded Coruscant docking bay. She wasn't thrilled to be home, but she was meeting a man that she hoped would give her a job. She walked slowly into the predetermined cantina that the meeting would take place in.

She did not want this man to know she was woman, because that might change his opinion of her. She wore boots, pants, and a baggy shirt covered by a cloak thats hood covered her head and face. She was ready.

She picked a spot at the back of the cantina, like was specified in her message, and waited for the pirate lord to arrive.
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[Will]

Ivan Valtiere, pirate lord, stepped into the cantina. He had recently docked, and his ship was being refurbished, with his copious credits. He looked to the predetermined spot, hidden in the musty, smokey shadows. He swept a lock of black hair away from his eyes, and strode across the small area, ignoring all others. ''Smuggler?'' He simply asked, placing a silver skull symbol on the table, the symbol of who he was. The smuggler should then show a red circular chip, and the fateful metting would begin.

 

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn reached one of her gloved hands into her cloak and pulled out a matching chip and slide it to his on the table.

"Pirate"

She spoke in a deeper voice then her own to disguise her gender.

 

[Will]

Ivan had a gut feeling that deeper voice was put on. He didn't mind though. He had his custom baroque hunting pistol strapped to his thigh, and his folded durasteel vibrosword sheathed on his hip, so any attempts would be useless.

''I need you to join me. We are a small band of pirates. We need a way of selling the things we make. I have heard that you are the best in the business. You will lead the smuggling operations, taking a cut of every sale. You won't have to take part in our attacks, but, i would not say no if you wanted to. Inteested?'' He had the contract in his palm, at the smuggler's leisure to read.

 

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn took it and looked up at him, her face still hidden by the hood.

"Yes, but what is your name?"

She inquired to the pirate lord.

 

[Will]

''Ivan Valtiere is my name. Pirate lord along the Permian way. All that passes along is fair game, in our books.'' He simply replied, his fangs showing in the low light. He took a swig from a hipflask, a tiny drop of viscous red liquid hitting the table between them. ''And yours?'' He asked.

 

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn's face formed a look of disgust as she watched Ivan.

"Kamryn Gemila"

She might be referred to as one the best smugglers, but not many people knew her sex so she doubted that he would either.

 

[Will]

''I see. Male version of the name, or the female one? Many say you are a gentleman, but your work seems to speak of... a woman's touch...'' He smiled, almost tasting the disgust as the smuggler realised what he was drinkng. He didn't get the name 'Ivan the red' for simply murdering people...

 

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn smiled. He was rather smart.

"It all depends on whether the woman's touch is good or bad, pirate"

 

[Will]

''I often find, in this line of work, a woman's touch is appreciated over a man's.'' He looked at the bar, watching the patrons before looking back to the conversation. He drank from his glass of water, looking at the enigma before him. He was almost positive the smuggler was female.

 

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn removed her hood with a smile.

"Then I guess you won't be disappointed having me in your band"

She sipped her ale and looked up at him again. He was interesting.

"So how many people are there?"

 

[Will]

''Well, currently, we have my Corvette, with a crew of fifty, and then two wings of starfighters, of about fifteen crewmen each, and then fifty for boarding action, so at the moment, we're small, but we're going to be growing shortly...'' There was a glint in his eye, and a wolfish smile on his lips.

 

[Emma Lou]

She smiled evilly at the thought of a bigger pirating group. She finished her glass and studied Ivan.

"Tell me a little about yourself"

 

[Will]

''I'm a Pirate. I killed people to get to my position, and i'm going to have to kill a lot more. I don't mind though. If that's how history remembers me, then i shall be remembered. And yourelf, Miss Kamryn?'' He returned the question. He truly hated opening up to people. Few knew truly of his past. Those that did were either locked up, or dead.

 

[Emma Lou]

Kamryn had the gift of being able to read people with ease, which she learned from her 10 years in the orphange, and she could tell when someone was uncomfortable talking to her. She did not really care though, because she had always had a nag for asking the worse possible questions to make the person squirm. She smiled at Ivan and ordered another drink. Alcohol had little to no effect on her so she could drink however much she wanted and still be able to shoot a man perfectly in the heart.

"What's there to know about me? I am native to this scum planet, I am the best smuggler the galaxy has to offer and I have no problem with killing to gain power, either"

She winked at him and took her new drink from the server droid.

"So how bout you tell me the real story about your life now?"

 

[Will]

Ivan scowled a second, but his face returned to neutrality. He poured some of the liquid from his hipflask into his glass, drinking it, and smiling. ''I killed my adopted family, of which i was the bastard son. I made them pay for their treatment of me. I am Ivan the red for my methods of setting an example. I am a Selphi of origin, but the family my mother served moved here before i was born. disgusting place. Nothing like space, it's vastness, it's...opportunity.'' He looked at her reaction. He knew she didn't like the fact he drunk blood, but it tasted good, was screened, and was a useful source of protein.

 

[Emma Lou]

Yay for unloved children becoming pirates, Kamryn smiled at her quirky little thought. Love was not a word that had been widely associated with her life and she could see that it had not enveloped his troubled childhood, either.

"I can see your methods are a little unorthodox, but as long as you never drink mine then we shall be alright friends"

Friends was another term she had never known and still did not know to this day.

 

[Will]

''I'm sure that will never be a problem. Come! i wish to view your ship!'' He got up, leaving a pile of credits with the droid, and rising, his coat swishing behind him. He waited for her at the door, so that she could lead him to it.

 

[Emma Lou]

She pulled her hood back over her face as she stepped out of the peaceful cantina and into the hectic Coruscanti streets. She lead him to her spaceport and gave him a few seconds to admire the beautiful ship from the outside.

"I call it The Exiled"

 

[Will]

''Very nice. Very nice indeed. You can see it's quick, but how did you get it? these are meant to be rare indeed...'' He looked at her questioningly, sure he was going to be pleased by the answer.