Moonlight Crusade

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San dunes rolled over one by one, the setting suns glimmered in the distance. Wind and sand blew in Bishops face, however the effect of the sand dwindled as Bishop wasn't organic. The land speeder pilot glanced over to Bishop, giving him a once over. A sentient droid like him wasn't the norm. Mos Doba appeared in the distance, a cantina was located there and inside that cantina was a first officer of a weapons dealer army. He was Bishops first clue to finding the whereabouts of the weapons dealer he was hired to kill. Corporations don't like it when weapons dealer start selling in their territory. That's what side of this Bishop was on. Corporations paid more than almost anybody besides the Hutts, and the Hutts like to use hunters that they already know about, Bishop was relatively new at this, not killing but being paid for it.
The air speeder set down in a small sand covered clearing a little ways off from the main town itself. Not much bigger than Mos Eisley, yet it had double the villainy. Bishop raised his hood to shield his face from any wandering eyes. At this point he truly didn't care but it was better to be safe than sorry. Hutts had people that would sell information to you for cheap, another reason not to work for them, you never know who you can potentially trust. Corps however where usually more high brow and wouldn't sell out. Though this army the weapons dealer supposedly has isn't anything to be trifled with. He owns Mos Doba and has a camp in Mos Pelgo, next stop if first officer whatever didn't pan out...
 

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Now this was something Kri didn't do in a long time. A assassination. He already had a plan: "Be as casual as possible, do not show your weapons and lure him outside" he thinks to himself.

Kri hasn't been on this planet in a while, and he made his first mistake the second he put his feet on the ground. Always pack water. He started to see a single building in the distance, and decided to run for it. It was owned by some dugs, he knew he shouldn't expect help from them. He was lucky he could barely get sand in his face, because of his mask. He looked around, seeing a town nearby. He quickly runs toward it, hoping that its the town he's looking for. "Mos Doba"
 

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Walking into the cantina was like walking into a walled off dessert. Rough, coarse sand was everywhere. A lone man sat at a table facing away from the entrance to the bar. The bar tender was nowhere to be found and there weren't any other patrons inside either. Mos Doba seemed to be a ghost town. No one on the streets and no one in the only thing this godforsaken place had to offer. The lone patron stood from the table, his back still turned to the entrance where Bishop was standing.

"You think I don't know about the assassination mission? Boss informed us all. He's got spies everywhere, even in the corporations."

Before Bishop could react the first officer spun around holding a scatter gun and shot. The buck shot hit Bishop square in the chest and sent him flying back out into the sand filled streets of Mos Doba. Bishop quickly got up, bushing the off the dust and sand as if the shot to the chest was nothing. He hefted his rifle out of his cloak and lit the cantina up. Penetrating the walls with searing hot plasma the first officer dove behind the counter to take cover. Bishop glided to the right of the door way to also take cover, laying down suppression fire into the cantina.
 

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The town in the distance looked small, and like the rest of Tatooine: you hear a gunshot every 10 minutes. Thinking about it, he sees a bolt a bolt in the distance and a person flying out of the door. He wasn't sure who he was, or why he was shot, but the person just stood up. While walking he sees the man take out a rifle and shoot the cantina multiple times, before he takes cover.

"This assassination can't be stopped by some drunk guy." he says to himself.

While running to the cantina he takes out his rifle. His armor didn't slow him down and he could keep running for a long time, so he could be there in 10 seconds. As he slowly approaches the person, who looks like a droid or cyborg now, he yells:


"Drop your rifle!"
 

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The new comer was misplaced in his threats of violence. Bishop turned to look at him for a split second, and without giving it another thought turned away. Although he could've been another merc, it was not likely. Mos Doba was clearly a trap, and the first officer was the bait. Why waste men being slaughtered when you can lose one man and have the enemy come to you at full power. Made sense in the split second it took Bishop to think about it before bursting into the cantina one last time.
Quickly barging over to the counter, Bishop leaned over and grabbed the first officer by the hair and yanked him up and over, smashing and spilling bottles of booze everywhere in the process. Bishop placed his right foot on the first officers chest with extreme pressure, making sure to crack a couple ribs in the process to weaken his spirits.

"One time deal, take it or leave it. Tell me where is your boss, and what's his name... Or you die."

"Fine! Mos Pelgo is where the barracks are. He's got a small camp on the outskirts of town. A small bunker lies underneath the camp in an old crashed starship. Really made a home for ourselves there. You'll never get in with just you. Plus there is an army on top waiting for you!"

All of a sudden Bishop shot the First officer in both of his legs. "I said I wouldn't kill you, didn't say that I wouldn't hurt you. Besides, the dessert will finish you off."

 

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"Fine! Mos Pelgo is where the barracks are. He's got a small camp on the outskirts of town. A small bunker lies underneath the camp in an old crashed starship. Really made a home for ourselves there. You'll never get in with just you. Plus there is an army on top waiting for you!" he hears inside. A second later he hears a bolt. And another bolt. Kri didn't want to be able to get shot.
"Did he just shoot him?" he whispers to himself.
He didn't wanna waste anytime, so he wanted to go to Mos Pelgo as soon as possible.
The only problem was that he doesn't know where it was. He had to follow this cyborg. He ducks behind a corner, hoping he wasn't seen.
He peeks around the corner for a split second, and then quickly go back.
 

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Leaving the crippled first officer behind, Bishop picked up his blaster rifle and slung it under his shoulder and beneath his poncho, shielding it from prying eyes, however as there wasn't really anyone in town at the moment there was no one to look at him funny. Mos Pelgo was the next stop. A tough stop from the sounds of it, however he was as prepared as he could be.

Jumping on the speeder taxi once again he sat back and let the warm breeze of Tatooine blow sand into his circuits and face. He wondered what it felt like on organic skin, and then he thought that it probably damaged it and how it was better to be droid than organic.
 

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The cyborg jumped into a taxi speeder. Kri tried running after it, but it was too fast. After 5 seconds of thinking, he knew a first officer would never be far from his barracks. He just had to see where the speeder was heading. He took out his binoculars to make sure he didn't turn, and he went the same way as the speeder.

The sand blew in his face, he should've grabbed a drink or any liquid there and drink it, sadly, he was in a haste. He could really use the cyborg his cloak.

After a while, he sees something looking like the top of a starship. This must be it... "This must be Mos Pelgo.." he has in his mind before he has to dodge a bullet.
 
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