Out From the Cosmos... (INVITE)

[Ser Yorick]

Out from the cosmos flew a very large space-faring vessel, aptly named the Cosmos. This ship truly was a sight to see, nearing almost 13,000 meters in length, with an immaculate yellow and white logo that read "COSMOS Waste Disposal" on its side. Pity the paint seemed to have faded just a little bit. It actually was not a very beautiful ship, and in fact was quite ugly. It was squarish and long, and just not very sleek. If you could smell anything out in space, you would probably pass out from the amazingly strong scent of garbage that breathed off the Cosmos. If it was not for the ship's functionality, truly the owners of this vessel would have scrapped it years ago.

Within the bridge of the ship, standing behind a dozen men in dingy grey uniforms who were standing behind dozens of arrays of panels and buttons and doohickeys, was a Nikto named Grognak. He had no last name, for he needed none. This being, this Grognak, was the Co-Founder and CEO of one of the biggest corporations in the known galaxy, COSMOS Waste Disposal. He was a garbage hauler. And he wore a very spiffy, very sporting, very flashy, and very vibrantly coloured leather jumpsuit made from the finest of hides, the rancor hide. On the back of the jumpsuit was yet again the COSMOS Waste Disposal logo, and his job title. On the front, over his heart, were the letters "CWD", and below that was his job title once more. He looked handsome, by Nikto standards. Which might not be saying much because you usually see Nikto hanging around Hutts, and we all know how ugly those slugs are.

Grognak stood waiting. He was waiting for one of the men frantically pushing buttons and doohickeys to tell him to stop waiting. He was waiting for the arrival of a very special group, the Sontrebren Crew.

A few weeks ago Grognak and his associate, the other Co-Founder of COSMOS Waste Disposal known as Pete, had received word from one of their contacts who heard from one of their contacts (they were rarely contacted directly, as it can cause problems) that these people, the Sontrebren Crew, wanted to do business. Ever the opportunists, they agreed to meet them. Now was the time to meet.

 

[FaMiLy]

Eventually a much smaller ship compared the massive size of the COSMOS appeared on the landing dock that was located inside the ship. The ship was gunship not much larger then any normal one, it had two gatling guns on each side and carried an arsenal of men. Maybe possibly 5 or 6 to the maximum. One of the men that was inside the ship was in fact Eris Sontrebren, the well known crime lord and leader of the Sontrebren Crew.

(Happier?)

 

[Ka've]

The Devils Blood floated down from space, almost gliding. The powerful thrusters on the frigate, delicately converted to this particular ship, projected the Devils Blood , as if slicing the air. The ship let down on a landing pad not far from Eris's ship.

The loading ramp let down slowly, touching the ground silently. Down walked Malkav, rogue Jedi and Underboss of the Sontrebren. Two pistols hang at either side, his lightsaber resting on his right. His green eyes shining like emeralds, he caught sight of Eris's ship, and walked toward it. He caught a glimpse of a figure off to his right, standing in a ugly jump suit. Malkav stared at him while walking toward the ship. Was this the man they were supposed to meet?

Regardless....Eris's loading ramp began to lower...

 

[Sir Dakar]

(OOC: Posting order starting now: Kurt, Family, Vanii, Myself

Standing next to his fellow CEO of this amazing vessel and company was Pete. Taping the railing slightly as he also waited for the fellow controlling the thingamabobs that would tell them it was okay to head down, to say it was okay to head down. A familiar bing signaling a docked vessels echoed around the bridge and Pete was already heading down the hallway to his transport before the guy whose job it was to say it was safe to head down, to say it was safe to head down.

“Argyle!” Pete shouted of the whine of his electric cart. “I am going to want you to pay close attention to these new guests of ours. I don't know how they are going to react yet.”

“Yes master, I suppose I can dedicate a glance or two at them. I've got nothing better to do anyways now that the Rancor has finished its snack.” Came the response from Cosmos' trusted campanion.

Oh yea, stupid twi'lek tried to blackmail us. The cart whined down as Pete neared the hanger bay, rather swiftly if he dare say so himself. Straightening his custom Rancor Leather vest before entering the chamber, he glanced to his right and found Grognak standing next to him?

“Eh ah!” He said, pretending to be surprised by his friends appearance, “were you on the cart with me? Ah, it doesn't matter all that much.” And walked through the giant hanger doors greeting the guests with a hello, and a warm smile.

 

[Ser Yorick]

The creature known as Grognak sighed as his associate Pete raced off the bridge before the dozens of men behind the dozens of control panels said it was time. Grognak knew the importance of following procedure and the natural order of things. People did not need to rush all the time. It's not like the Sontrebren Crew would disappear anytime soon.

He took a breath, straightened his jumpsuit, and chased after Pete. He knew that if he didn't catch him before he got into that damn electric cart of his, he would have to walk all the way down to the hangar. As Grognak ran he called out to ARGYLE, the resident A.I. program that ran most of the automated systems on the Cosmos. "Argyle, make sure to set up the audience room like we talked about earlier."

"Yes sir, Grognak sir."

"Good boy."

Pete was just about to hit the 'descend' button on the cart as Grognak reached it and pulled himself on-board. He released a sigh of relief just as it took off, almost rattling him from it once more. He strapped himself in and checked to make sure he had all his things with him. Nope, nothing out of place, all there. He had his blaster—well, more like a portable cannon, as the thing was almost comically large. It most certainly wasn't funny when fired anywhere near your general direction however. The kick alone could kill a Squib. He also had his keycard, datapad, and a small flask to hold his juma. Grognak liked to drink.

Upon arriving at the hangar bay, the Nikto completely ignored the show his associate put on about being surprised and instead focused his attention on the newcomers standing now within his ship. He noticed one of them looking over at a lowly engineer, who also happened to coincidentally be a Nikto. Grognak motioned for the bugger to get back to work and approached the fellas from the Sontrebren Crew. "Oh, hello," he said. "Welcome, welcome!" He gestured toward all the machinery and workers around them. "Nice little entrance, eh?"

 

[FaMiLy]

"Mhm." Eris grunted. He didn't like the fact that he was called on short notice. He always had things to do and he certainly didn't want to get caught behind it all. The inside of the ship was large, in order, and kept tight. Everything seemed to be working right. After all the COSMOS operation wasn't a silly game like most stupid garbage disposal companies. Upon arrival Malkav appeared, Eris gave a respectful nod to his Underboss. In count of the memories they shared together as both criminals and friends. They always seemed to flash Eris' mind.

A few guards surrounded Eris as he made his way to greet both of the two men that was standing before him. He didn't want to seem to formal, because he wasn't. He was tired of hiding into a business disguise. He figured he'd be as he wanted to be, after all he was one of the Galaxy's most feared crime lord. Eris made his way to both of the men. They both were in the jumpsuits that often found it's origins back to the COSMOS garbage disposal company. Eris wasn't really fond of them.

"Ello." Eris bellowed, "I am Eris Sontrebren, you heard of me, I know. You two called me here for a meeting of some sort. I'd like this to under go as quickly as possible. My friend back there is Malkav. I'm sure you heard of him too, and if you dont' mind. I don't feel like recalling the names of my guards here. Now please let's have a sit down."

 

[Ka've]

Malkav quietly nodded toward the man with the smile and the outstretched hand, but didn't return it. If there was one thing he learned as all his years of being Underboss of a crime organization, the most dangerous enemies did not approach you with blasters, they came with smiles. Malkav couldn't force himself to smile back, so he just nodded again.

Upon seeing Eris, his heart felt a brief moment of relief. He was in the company of a friend. He allowed himself a quick smile. Reality brought him back however, and the smile disappeared. He followed Eris to the inside of the ship, not saying a word. He preferred not to say much at the start of meetings like these....just let Eris do the talking. Malkav's smart mouth was usually bound to get them both into trouble...trouble Malkav wouldn't mind cleaning up.

He grinned.

Oh how evil......

I get it from you.....

 

[Sir Dakar]

The grin that Pete sported quickly dropped once the Sontrebren man started talking. Several things he said were out of place, and if the two were going to get along even the slightest, he would have to set them straight quick.

Holding a closed fist in the air in front of him, Pete started; “Several things I want to address here. One,” He says as he lifts one finger into the air, “you contacted us. I had never heard of The Sontrebren's until I received your message asking for an alliance. I had to have an underling look you up first.”

“Two, you came here with enough firepower and guards to take out a Coruscanti police division. This is a business meeting, either ditch the guards or the weapons.”

“And finally three, your bodygaurd here, this Malkav fellow, has more weapons on him personally then my grandmother, and she is president of the Galactic Rifle Club. He needs to lose those if we are to do this all peacefully.”

Looking at the arm he held up now with three fingers extended, he nodded figuring all he wanted to say was done.

 

[Ser Yorick]

The Nikto equivalent of puzzlement came to Grognak's face as what appeared to be the Sontrebren spokesman began to speak. He had start off all right with the 'Ello' but it quickly went downhill. Somehow, these fellows seemed to assume they were entitled to something, like they were called away from their favourite holo to swing by and pick up their Alderaanian pizza pies. That wasn't how Grognak saw it. As far as he was concerned, the Sontrebren Crew had gotten a hold of a COSMOS Waste Disposal representative to set up a business meeting in order to discuss a few different arrangements. Maybe someone screwed up, he didn't know. If the problem was on COSMOS' end, someone was bound to get fired over this mix up. They were at least going to lose their bonus, that's for sure. Either way, business was going to be discussed. If this was all just a misunderstanding, Grognak was going to get very upset, very fast.

Then Pete began to talk. "Er..." Grognak was just about to cut him off, because he just knew the human was going to say something stupid or crack a joke, but surprisingly, against all odds, he said exactly what Grognak himself was about to say. It was all very tact and well put. He would have to remind himself to say something to Pete a little later, when this was all concluded.

Grognak motioned for a few of their own guards to come over in case the Sontrebren Crew chose to relinquish their weapons. The COSMOS guards took special care not to appear threatening, and didn't even touch the holsters of their weapons.

"We'll be heading up to the audience hall to continue this further, once you're ready."

 

[FaMiLy]

"Once i'm ready? Your worker here. Is shoving fingers in my face. Telling me to let my guards go whenever you just called upon yours. We both are business men here. I'll keep my end, you keep yours. As long as people don't manage to lose their angry possibly we can continue." Eris wasn't whining nor complaining. He was making his point, he wasn't going to tell his guards to back down.

"How about this." Eris motioned only a few guards back, they sat in the ship. There was still an abundant amount of guards. Eris smiled to the one that shoved the fingers in his face. He had hoped that wasn't the boss of the COSMOS. Otherwise he felt very sad and wasn't satisfied how their operation ran. "As for the guns, I like to keep my collection. I'm sorry it's a hobby." As soon as the one turned around heading to the audience hall as he said. Eris brushed past the hot head and followed the other whom must of been leading them into the right direction.

Eris' guards followed after Eris then. "Malkav is probably going to be coming." Eris thought.

 

[Ka've]

Malkav followed Eris, still silent. What business did they even want with his organization? Malkav hadn't really asked questions about the meeting, he just came as asked.

Malkav continued to follow Eris and the big fat guy in the jump suit. As long as the suit had his big blaster cannon on him, Malkav was sure to keep his weapons. While following Eris, he spoke for the first time "There is no need to fear me...I will not draw my weapons unless threatened" He fell silent once more.

 

[Ser Yorick]

OOC: Dakar will post after me.

IC: The slender Nikto actually hadn't gone anywhere. He was standing still. Once again the Nikto form of puzzlement came to Grognak's face. Eris Sontrebren, a guest on his ship was acting like a loony. For some reason, he thought there was a worker shoving fingers in his face. Grognak then looked beside him at Pete, who was standing right there, and whose fingers were nowhere near the face of their guest. And worker? How insulting. Pete's job title was right on the chest of his jumpsuit! 'Co-Founder and CEO of COSMOS Waste Disposal'. It was there for all to see. Oh well, maybe their eyes just weren't so good. Perhaps it was time for a different tactic. One a little more friendly.

"You know what, I think maybe we just got off on the wrong foot. Would you give me a second to talk with my associate, Pete here? We'll just be a moment."

 

[Sir Dakar]

OOC, Sorry about the flip flop there, I had some stuff to tend to real fast so I just let Kurt post.

“If you will excuse us for a moment gentlemen.” Pete said, slightly confused as to why Grognak was calling him aside. He followed his fellow CEO out into the door that they entered, letting it close gently behind them. A sigh could almost be heard from the door, as it fulfilled its task. This let the two talk peacefully without interruption until they were finished.

Relaxing slightly Pete put his hands into his pants pocket, and leaned against the hallways halls. “Personally I think we should just start over with these lads Grognak, their crew has a lot of potential for us.”

 

[FaMiLy]

OOC:

Looking at the arm he held up now with three fingers extended, he nodded figuring all he wanted to say was done.

IC: Eris didn't say anything, he obviously was getting a paranoid. Either to the point where he would just leave or the point where he would take his weapons out. Either way he would win. Like the so called CO-CEO said, they have enough guards and enough weapons.

Eris turned around to Malkav. "This is getting very, very annoying." He said. Then he made his way back to his ship in which he looked around for something scrupling.

 

[Ka've]

Malkav nodded, still silent. He wasn't annoyed, not at all. It was not uncommon for these type of deals, given their profession, to be a little heated. Malkav said to Eris "They are just being careful. We don't have aggravate them either, lets just see where this goes. Would you like me to handle the talking?"

He waited for the two CEO's to return, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

 

[FaMiLy]

Malkav nodded, still silent. He wasn't annoyed, not at all. It was not uncommon for these type of deals, given their profession, to be a little heated. Malkav said to Eris "They are just being careful. We don't have aggravate them either, lets just see where this goes. Would you like me to handle the talking?"

He waited for the two CEO's to return, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"I would, i'm tired of these stupid alliance meetings. They get old." Eris was annoyed already.

 

[Ser Yorick]

“Personally I think we should just start over with these lads Grognak, their crew has a lot of potential for us.”

For a moment Grognak's face looked thoughtful, then, inexplicably, both Pete and the Nikto burst out laughing. When they were finished, Grognak shook his head and held his ribs. "Oh, you're funny," he said.

"So, what are you thinking about for dinner? I was thinking maybe we have the cooks make that pizza and spaghetti mix again. That was good the last time we had it, wasn't it?"

As their conversation about dinner dragged on, the two Co-Founders of COSMOS Waste Disposal headed further into the ship and away from the hangar bay. Several pressurized and ident-scanning doors closed behind them. Then suddenly, a thought returned to Grognak's mind; he had forgotten something important, he knew he had. Oh yes! He had forgotten about their 'guests'. "Argyle?"

"Yes sir?"

"Bolt down our ships and take a breather." The hangar bay shield, the one keeping the large chamber pressurized and full of air, was going to open to vacuum in five seconds. Whatever was inside and not bolted down was going to be jettisoned out into the cold black. And whatever survived, shot at by a few laser turrets.

 

[Ka've]

Malkav was about to agree with Eris with a sly comment when a sense of impending doom suddenly hit him. Such a feeling could only mean one thing, Malkav was feeling danger through the Force. Glancing around frantically, he knew he had to get off of the planet, and quickly. The Force was speaking to him once again, and so was his mind.

Get back to our ship, quickly!

Quickly, Malkav focused his mind. The world seemed to slow down. Time was such a fickle thing. Malkav could see the wings beat on the many flies that plagued the junkyard, the breath escape from Eris's mouth, and the perspiration on his brow. Malkav had to work fast, whatever was going to happen was going to happen fast, and he had to move.

Using all his mind to focus, he grabbed Eris by the arm and swung him over his back, sprinting toward the Devils Blood . Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the hangar bays machines start to open. So thats what their up to....thought MalkavThe loading ramp still down, he jumped up into the ship with all his might, hitting the switch on the console to close it behind him.

He lost his focus as he hit the button, and the hangar bay doors flung wide open as time caught back up with him. Eris's ship and Malkav's were flung into space, wildly out of control. As the world tossed and turned around him, Malkav fought to keep control of his senses. Focusing on getting out of the hangar had left him drained. He doubted he could reach his cockpit.

The Force came in handy that day again. Reaching out with his mind, he visioned the console in his head, and the series of buttons that would start the thrusters and level out the ship. He called on the Force to do his bidding.

The ship stopped spinning. Malkav stood up and looked over Eris, who was on the ground in shock. As he walked to the cockpit and engaged the thrusters, he called back to Eris "Next time, I'll do the talking...."

 

[Sir Dakar]

"Oh I like that command." commented Pete on his friend telling argyle to "Bolt down our ships and take a breather." It meant that Argyle was going to do all it could to remove the problems in the hanger bay. And wouldn't you know it he did as 5 seconds later the shield door holding all the air into the bay clicked off, letting the entire chamber suck vacuum.

The two ships of the Sonterbren crew tumbled out of the hanger bay, flipping and twisting crazily in space. "I must say, I was looking forward to fireworks today." Pete commented as dozens of computer controlled turrets that the Cosmos had on its hull targeted the ships as soon as they left the hanger.

"Good thing argyle never disappoints." Pete commented to his fellow CEO as the brilliant red beams laced out towards the still tumbling ships, scoring direct hits on its hull. Grognak and Pete had done quite a number on the weapon systems of the ship, scavenging turrets from capital ships from the Alsakan War 20 years ago. The ship finally righted itself, as laser bolts designed to take out other warships battered the tiny frieghter.

"The explosion should happen any minute I would say eh?" Pete commented, his eyes afixed on the ship.

 

[Ka've]

A explosion from the ships bow rocked the Devils Blood in space. Taking his eyes off his controls for a split second, he saw Eris's ship explode. Motivated by this sight, he concentrated harder than he had been, engaging backup thrusters and redirecting his forward shields to his aft. His ship couldn't hold the pounding, he knew it, and he had to get out of there fast.​

That is not going to be me he thought

Malkav was a pretty good pilot, but there was only so much he could do to outsmart the auto turrents. Laser after laser missed him rarely, most of the times scoring direct hits on his ship. "C'mon don't fail me now...." He said to his ship.

Another explosion. His shields were gone. Malkav started to panic. A laser took off a chunk of his starboard hull, dragging Eris out into open space. Malkav sealed off the cockpit to allow him more time...though he knew it was inevitable that he would die now. He threw his lightsaber into the sealed chamber by the cockpit, perhaps it would come to someone that needed it in time. Calming himself..he let go of his rage. All the rage that had been pent up inside him for all the years.

It isn't over.......

Yes.......it is....

Malkav let himself become one with the Force as the last laser hit what was left of his ship, turning it into a fireball headed toward the nearest planet.