The spaceport of Abregado-Rae was a rough place indeed, especially for a girl. Aisha had landed maybe half an hour before and she had already noticed the eyes of the males lingering a few seconds too long as she walked past, at about the height of her hips. And some of the scum looking at her made her want to wretch. She returned their smiles though, she knew she may need help from any single one of them. Tracking a bounty was no simple task, particularly for someone on their own. But being a woman certainly had it's advantages for Aisha when she needed a favour, especially from men who thought from their crotches and asked questions later. She walked out of the space port and into the dark cantina. She slipped inside, subtly and walked up to the bar, checking her datapad. She had heard from a contact that Vaean Hujoh had been spotted here very recently, and so it was in this dingy hovel of villains that she began her search. She ordered a drink and sipped it from the end of the bar.
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Aisha was not the only Hunter in the area, The red headed woman who clad herself in full white body armor was also inside, and she recognized the Zeltron as soon as she entered. A but of a coincidence that the two hunters are in the same area again, no doubt looking for someone to bring down. Alicia knew she wouldn't be seen yet though, as she had a piece of clothing over her head to make it seem to others she was just a helpless young woman, something that worked on luring out the perverts and sick minded who liked to harass women.
((I take it you're wearing some kind of headscarf?))
Aisha felt a subtle twinge in the Force and immediately scanned the area with her wide, shining eyes. The young girl paused and sipped her drink puzzled, looking from person to person until she realised why. A strange figure, a woman, wearing a headscarf to obscure her features seemed to stick out to her. She reached out and brushed her presence in the Force. It felt somehow, familiar to Aisha, but she could not quite remember where she had felt it before. It was recently, though, that she had felt it. The realisation hit her like a bolt of lightening. Chasing a bounty on the woman Othalis, whom she had since heard had escaped yet again, was when she had run into a number of bounty hunters on Corellia. She was sure this was one of them, and she carefully thought over the mental list. It certainly was not the thuggish half robot...thing. It was a gentler prescence, certainly feminine, but that was not to say it was not dangerous. It was certainly not Othalis, though, Othalis was just...well...different. This was the aura of a hunter, like herself, tough exterior, but able to charm and with the heart of a killer. Then she placed it with a small smile, the woman from the bar...Alicia she seemed to remember her name to be. Strange that they should run into each other so soon after the last time. Indeed they had parted on indifferent, if even friendly terms with each other at least, in the midst of being shot at by a crazy Zabrak. She maintained her small grin, sipping her drink again and thinking to herself how interesting it would be if they were again chasing the same bounty.
Aisha felt a subtle twinge in the Force and immediately scanned the area with her wide, shining eyes. The young girl paused and sipped her drink puzzled, looking from person to person until she realised why. A strange figure, a woman, wearing a headscarf to obscure her features seemed to stick out to her. She reached out and brushed her presence in the Force. It felt somehow, familiar to Aisha, but she could not quite remember where she had felt it before. It was recently, though, that she had felt it. The realisation hit her like a bolt of lightening. Chasing a bounty on the woman Othalis, whom she had since heard had escaped yet again, was when she had run into a number of bounty hunters on Corellia. She was sure this was one of them, and she carefully thought over the mental list. It certainly was not the thuggish half robot...thing. It was a gentler prescence, certainly feminine, but that was not to say it was not dangerous. It was certainly not Othalis, though, Othalis was just...well...different. This was the aura of a hunter, like herself, tough exterior, but able to charm and with the heart of a killer. Then she placed it with a small smile, the woman from the bar...Alicia she seemed to remember her name to be. Strange that they should run into each other so soon after the last time. Indeed they had parted on indifferent, if even friendly terms with each other at least, in the midst of being shot at by a crazy Zabrak. She maintained her small grin, sipping her drink again and thinking to herself how interesting it would be if they were again chasing the same bounty.
(Pretty much.)
The helmet with the single red ocular lens was sitting on the table, staring at Alicia as she took a sip from her glass. She had that feeling like she was being watched by someone inside the bar, but didn't know who or how many were. She decided to wait, and within minutes, she found out who it was when he came over to her table and plopped himself in the seat across from her.
"Alicia, I've been looking for you. You never call and i never hear anything from you. Why haven't you talked to me in so long?"
"Kist, how many times have you took a slug to the head? It was only one time, that was it, you didn't really interest me."
"How can you not be interested in me, Baby? I -" He was cut off by Alicia before he could finish.
"I also told you i don't like being called that. Call me it again and they'll have to call the paramedics."
"Whoa, now... Sorry, honey, wasn't trying to get under your skin... but what i would like is to maybe get under -"
"Kist, do you know what that is being pointed at you?" Alicia said, her SMG being aimed at Kist's groin, her finger close to pulling the trigger. Sweat began to pour down the man's face as she could tell he was scared senseless.
"Just... Just please put... it down... Honey..."
"I am NOT your "Honey", Kist. This is the reason why you never hear from me. Now... get out of here before i decide to castrate you." She threatened, knowing this about worked on every man who's bothered her countless times, and sometimes she actually pulled the trigger, leaving the man on the ground in what could be described to them as the most painful experience they've ever felt. She never needed too though as Kist took his glass, gulped the last bit down and took off from the table and out of the cantina like bats out of hell.
Once she was sure that Kist was long gone, and that he wouldn't be bothering her anymore, she took off her headscarf and placed her helmet back on. She stood up as she left a couple credits behind to cover the drink as she walked over towards the Cantina exit, thinking it was time to once more begin a hunt.
The helmet with the single red ocular lens was sitting on the table, staring at Alicia as she took a sip from her glass. She had that feeling like she was being watched by someone inside the bar, but didn't know who or how many were. She decided to wait, and within minutes, she found out who it was when he came over to her table and plopped himself in the seat across from her.
"Alicia, I've been looking for you. You never call and i never hear anything from you. Why haven't you talked to me in so long?"
"Kist, how many times have you took a slug to the head? It was only one time, that was it, you didn't really interest me."
"How can you not be interested in me, Baby? I -" He was cut off by Alicia before he could finish.
"I also told you i don't like being called that. Call me it again and they'll have to call the paramedics."
"Whoa, now... Sorry, honey, wasn't trying to get under your skin... but what i would like is to maybe get under -"
"Kist, do you know what that is being pointed at you?" Alicia said, her SMG being aimed at Kist's groin, her finger close to pulling the trigger. Sweat began to pour down the man's face as she could tell he was scared senseless.
"Just... Just please put... it down... Honey..."
"I am NOT your "Honey", Kist. This is the reason why you never hear from me. Now... get out of here before i decide to castrate you." She threatened, knowing this about worked on every man who's bothered her countless times, and sometimes she actually pulled the trigger, leaving the man on the ground in what could be described to them as the most painful experience they've ever felt. She never needed too though as Kist took his glass, gulped the last bit down and took off from the table and out of the cantina like bats out of hell.
Once she was sure that Kist was long gone, and that he wouldn't be bothering her anymore, she took off her headscarf and placed her helmet back on. She stood up as she left a couple credits behind to cover the drink as she walked over towards the Cantina exit, thinking it was time to once more begin a hunt.
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((OOC: My character isnt on this planet, (meaning Abregado-Rae) as I know absolutely nothing about it.))
Mechis III, the massive droid production planet, just so happened to be where Vaen Hujo was located. He had paid a few of the higher ups in management to let him stay here until things cooled down a little bit. He knew that if he disappeared for a year or two, he would basically be a free man once more. The small man sat in a medium sized room that had once been used for storage. It now had a bed, a small locker for his things, as well as a button he could push for the security team to come and aid him in the case of someone finding him. Vaen made a small metal ball whiz across the room with his mind. He needed to keep his use of the force in practice, so he would be able to use it in case it became a nessecity. He had once been a jedi knight, until recently when he had killed those people that he had. Now, he was just considered a common criminal by the Republic. He doubted that they head even said anything about his abilities with the force when they had posted the bounty. Vaen was wearing robes, that had a little bit of armor built into them. They did not restrict the use of his force at all, which was quite useful. He had his lightsaber at one side of him, and his favorite blaster pistol holstered at the other. He found himself to be very prepared. Only a few people had known about where he was going to be, but that may have spread somewhat since he had left. He let the metal orb drop to the ground with a thud as he decided to take a little nap on his cot. He locked the door, and laid down.
Mechis III, the massive droid production planet, just so happened to be where Vaen Hujo was located. He had paid a few of the higher ups in management to let him stay here until things cooled down a little bit. He knew that if he disappeared for a year or two, he would basically be a free man once more. The small man sat in a medium sized room that had once been used for storage. It now had a bed, a small locker for his things, as well as a button he could push for the security team to come and aid him in the case of someone finding him. Vaen made a small metal ball whiz across the room with his mind. He needed to keep his use of the force in practice, so he would be able to use it in case it became a nessecity. He had once been a jedi knight, until recently when he had killed those people that he had. Now, he was just considered a common criminal by the Republic. He doubted that they head even said anything about his abilities with the force when they had posted the bounty. Vaen was wearing robes, that had a little bit of armor built into them. They did not restrict the use of his force at all, which was quite useful. He had his lightsaber at one side of him, and his favorite blaster pistol holstered at the other. He found himself to be very prepared. Only a few people had known about where he was going to be, but that may have spread somewhat since he had left. He let the metal orb drop to the ground with a thud as he decided to take a little nap on his cot. He locked the door, and laid down.
((I picked Abregado-Rae because it's a known scumhole))
Aisha saw her contact enter the cantina. He was a green twi'lek, not very tall but he looked tough. She made eye contact, but allowed the twi'lek to take his time in coming over to the bar. As he sat down and ordered an ale, she spoke softly, "I would like to buy a datapad."
The twi'lek looked at her, "would you like one with or without voice recognition?" he asked carefully.
"Whichever is cheaper." she replied simply. The twi'lek took a small datapad from his pocket and placed it on the bar. Aisha did not need to be told what to do next. SHe took a high denomination credit chip, placed it on the counter, picking up the datapad in a sweeping motion and then she left. As she made her way back to the space port she read the contents of the datapad. Vaen Hujo, she thought. He seemed dangerous. And his bounty was lucrative. He was perfect. And he was on Mechis III according to this. Once aboard her small black freighter, she activated the transciever and sent a message to the guild headquarters. She told the new hunter, Ben Kamich to be ready to leave as soon as she arrived and she tasked the pilot droid to take her to the HQ whilst reading up on Mechis III.
The journey was a short one, and she stepped out of her ship into the hanger of the Guild station, waiting for Kamich to arrive. They would use her ship, it had even built in holding cells, something bery useful for taking live bounties. She had been tasked with taking Ben as kind of a "training" task, but she doubted that hunting could be taught. It was an art, a skill and a mindset that either you had or you did not. She waited impatiently.
Aisha saw her contact enter the cantina. He was a green twi'lek, not very tall but he looked tough. She made eye contact, but allowed the twi'lek to take his time in coming over to the bar. As he sat down and ordered an ale, she spoke softly, "I would like to buy a datapad."
The twi'lek looked at her, "would you like one with or without voice recognition?" he asked carefully.
"Whichever is cheaper." she replied simply. The twi'lek took a small datapad from his pocket and placed it on the bar. Aisha did not need to be told what to do next. SHe took a high denomination credit chip, placed it on the counter, picking up the datapad in a sweeping motion and then she left. As she made her way back to the space port she read the contents of the datapad. Vaen Hujo, she thought. He seemed dangerous. And his bounty was lucrative. He was perfect. And he was on Mechis III according to this. Once aboard her small black freighter, she activated the transciever and sent a message to the guild headquarters. She told the new hunter, Ben Kamich to be ready to leave as soon as she arrived and she tasked the pilot droid to take her to the HQ whilst reading up on Mechis III.
The journey was a short one, and she stepped out of her ship into the hanger of the Guild station, waiting for Kamich to arrive. They would use her ship, it had even built in holding cells, something bery useful for taking live bounties. She had been tasked with taking Ben as kind of a "training" task, but she doubted that hunting could be taught. It was an art, a skill and a mindset that either you had or you did not. She waited impatiently.
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Ben had been standing there, once he caught sight of Aisha. He then walked towards her with a blank face. "Are you ready to go?" He asked sharply.
It had been loud in the guild station from all the construction, and other things going around.
It had been loud in the guild station from all the construction, and other things going around.
"I've been waiting for you, Kamich," she said, brusquely, turning and walking into the ship, gesturing for him to follow. She sat in the pilots chair, but allowed the droid to pilot the craft from it's access port. She motioned for Kamich to sit next to her as the ship lifted off and prepared for hyperspace.
"So what's your story then, Kamich? Why has Kal asked you to come with me? Why did you seek Kal out in the first place?"
"So what's your story then, Kamich? Why has Kal asked you to come with me? Why did you seek Kal out in the first place?"
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"He had stated that he wanted to train me, I guess." He says this, as if he does not need any help. "Kal had told me to come with him, to see how well I was as a bounty hunter."
"And then he packed you off to me," she said, "and I'm sure you're capable. But who are you? You weren't just sitting around waiting before you joined the guild. You must have a story?" she asked, pleasantly, as though she had a real interest. The journey was not too long, and they would be there fairly soon, but they still had time to kill.
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(Im just going to copy what I said to Kal, because it would be the same anyway...)
"Well, I lived in Coruscant in a droid workshop, slash household. We lived upstairs, and my dad worked downstairs. My life was the usual, no tragic pasts or anything of that sort. My parents were alright with me going to the academy, because they figured i'd become some guard or something...psh, like I would do that. Well, the rest of my life is usual, I moved into an apartment, and resumed my life as a bounty hunter."
Ben paused for a second, rethinking his past.
"The Scott Smith Youth Arms Academy was its name, and it had been made for young teenagers at about the age of thirteen to become great warriors, for whatever choice they may choose to excel in. It taught you almost everything you needed to know about weapons, explosives, swords, and how to use them. It was primarily made for young children because they thought that if we were trained in it, we would join up in the Galactic Republic army, or any other Republic regiment there was." He rethinks it in his mind as he finishes the story.
"Well, I lived in Coruscant in a droid workshop, slash household. We lived upstairs, and my dad worked downstairs. My life was the usual, no tragic pasts or anything of that sort. My parents were alright with me going to the academy, because they figured i'd become some guard or something...psh, like I would do that. Well, the rest of my life is usual, I moved into an apartment, and resumed my life as a bounty hunter."
Ben paused for a second, rethinking his past.
"The Scott Smith Youth Arms Academy was its name, and it had been made for young teenagers at about the age of thirteen to become great warriors, for whatever choice they may choose to excel in. It taught you almost everything you needed to know about weapons, explosives, swords, and how to use them. It was primarily made for young children because they thought that if we were trained in it, we would join up in the Galactic Republic army, or any other Republic regiment there was." He rethinks it in his mind as he finishes the story.
"That's fair," she said, volunteering nothing about herself. The droid beeped as they came out of hyperspace and swooped down toward the large factory world. They were headed to a small spaceport, listed on the datapad as close to where their target had been spotted last. It was in an industrial area, where many workers and traders came on their downtime. She led Ben out of the ship and looked at him at the ground, "Now, where would you begin the search?"
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"Hm, maybe the nearest cantina sounds a bit in order at the time." He stated this as the first location because it sounded like a plausible area that a man would be in."
Ben gestured her to follow as he walked on the sidewalk out of the spaceport looking for a cantina.
Ben gestured her to follow as he walked on the sidewalk out of the spaceport looking for a cantina.
"Maybe," she said. It was a fair place to begin, but she doubted he would be just sitting there waiting, it would seem almost too easy. Although it was still a good place to begin. She indicated a cantina and they entered, her leading him to the bar and ordering a drink.
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The cantina had been crowded full of various sorts of people. There were musicians playing in the back, tables and chairs laying around.
The bartender circled around the counter towards Aisha and Ben with a tray covered with various beverages.
Ben scanned the cantina searching for Vaean, but he was no where to be seen.
The bartender circled around the counter towards Aisha and Ben with a tray covered with various beverages.
Ben scanned the cantina searching for Vaean, but he was no where to be seen.
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Vaen was still waiting in his room, but was now awake, and was thinking of taking a little walk. He was near the management area of one of the largest buildings on the planet. A safety precaution taken by Vaen, as anyone who fired on or near one of the management would very quickly become a criminal themselves. The metal orb that he had throwing about the room was now boring, and he tried to think of something to entertain himself. He called up the management, and asked them if he could borrow a security droid or two.