Shaky Delivery

[Trychaj Bal]

Location: Mos Espa
Time: 10:00


Trychaj hated Tatooine, truly he did. He was sure there were other places he'd hate just as much but that didn't really dim down the annoyance he had with the place. It was one giant dustball with a hot sun, more hot sun, smugglers, thieves, slavers and boy did he hate slavers, rival mercs, Tuskan raiders who hated everybody even other Tuskans and... and he wasn't really sure what he was forgetting here.....

Still, being that the Merc was in the area, his Vorantikus slung on his back as he sat about the Cantina waiting for his contact, he had to remind himself he accepted this job while he was temporarily stuck on this planet. Oh it wasn't like he couldn't leave, his ship was alright and he had docked here as a reprieve from the lonlely void of space and to restock. Of course while he was here he had to earn credits, and his nosying around earned him knowledge that Czerka needed some muscle to deliver guns to some gang operating in some fort not far from Mos Espa.

Honestly he'd prefer a job to clear some Tuskans out of their tents or crush some other gangers, but beggars can't be choosers and he was in need of some credits to his name. So again here he was; stuck in some cantina with some drink he didn't care to name. waiting for a contact and apparently a couple of Karks to help him get this damned op on the road.

He knew at least one of them to be the fella driving the Speeder Truck carrying the goods, the other.... its a blank, but that was a risk you take being a lone merc. Scowling he pickedup his drink and swug it down in one go. Gods he should have stayed on Nal Hutta, but noooo he just had to uproot himself cuz he didn't want to be tied down on the Farkled world.

"Shows what I kriffin' know, here I am on some druk planet doin' some two bit job" 'Course if he did it right it might mean more jobs with Czerka, maybe even employment with 'em. But he had a bad feelin' that this job wouldn't be so easy.

Oh well, all he had to do was do it... hopefully his 'co-workers' shared a similar mindset.

 

[Naadlia]

As his ship finally flew through the atmospheric shell of the planet below he turned the ship on autopilot and leaned back in his chair, god I must be desperate he said as the sandy planet came closer. He still wasn’t sure why he even said yes to this job, but boredom and low funds do funny things to a man…more or less. The second he touched the ground he was out of his chair and walking over to the door, here goes nothing he snickered.

Naadlia sighed loudly as he got out of his ship rubbing his hands on his legs in hopes of getting the dirt of his hands…had to make somewhat of a good first impression. Honestly of all the back water planets in the world he had to agree to a job on… Tatooine…it was so boring here nothing of interest ever kriffin happened here…uhg… he looked down a ‘Alex’ scrunching up his nose as they left the hangar bay and the hot sandy air hit him square in the face . Come on then lets get going Alex, lets get this over with so we can leave this place and get back to Nar Shardaa he muttered to the small astromech wheeling behind him at a slow pace.
He walked into the dirty cantina making a face of displeasure walking over and getting a drink here’s to waiting

 

[Cardinal Paroaria]

How many times had Cardinal told himself to not come to Tatooine? It was too hot, the booze was terrible, the people were terrible, yet, here he was. Cardinal didn't trust the people on Tatooine. Heck he didn't even trust the planet Tatooine. Following Cardinal through the sandy street were four big men. They were Cardinal's guards. After a few minutes of walking, they entered the cantina Cardinal had always went to.

As soon as they walked in, the owner of the establishment ran out to greet him. Cardinal smiled and nodded. They were ushered into one of the backrooms. "Glad to be back on this hell of a planet." Cardinal said.

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[Trychaj Bal]

Trychaj looked up, to see the first enter the Cantina, a Twilek male with dark markings on his skin and overall a taste for dark attire it seemed, following him was a tin can on wheels. His client had stated this would bee one of his contacts so that was one of the the crew already accounted for. He was going to attempt to wave the fellow over but then another fellow with his entourage walked in… hmmm… the Czerka spokesman did say the other guy may not be alone…. And judging by how he walkedd like he owned the place it wasn’t his first going on Tattooine.

He even had the ‘Why did I make this terrible choice’ look om his face that was typically associated with anyone who made landfall on Tattooine. Trychaj looked at the Twilek fellow, trying to catch his eyes and he give a tilt of his head, trying to indicate that he should follow the suited human.

He sure did and followed close enough to be in the back room of the joint just in tine to hear the man’s sarcasitic remark “Lovely place alright, an’ I do hope they remember to throw the complimentary muggin’ this time” he said gruffly, his eyes scanning the backroom. It was slightly better kit than the rest of. The Cantina but that didn’t say much, even the seats and table were all just a case of slightly better and he circled around the guards to grab himself a seat, parking his rear as he lifted his feet onto the table.

“Reckon’ you one if the contacts for the job then? Pretty sure the other one’s gonna walk on in right now”

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[Naadlia]

Naadlia sighed looking around the Cantina, slowly sipping at his drink, making disgruntle faces, god it tasted like Bantha poodoo. He looked around his eyes landing on a bearded man.
He tried recalling that His client had said about his ‘associates’ he was one of them right? God he hoped so, the sooner he got to work, the sooner he could get out of here. It wasn’t that he hated Tattooine, it was just he overly disliked the planet and would rather, spend the night with a Hutt than stay here any longer than absolutely necessary. He moved between the crowd of patrons, only to stop and raise an eyebrow at the new guy that entered.
He looked…well self-important…with an entourage and everything. What had he gotten himself into? Great…come along Alex he said kicking at the old rust bucked.
He saw the first guy tilt his head at him, trying to indicate that he should follow the suited human. What was the worst that could happen? He thought to himself. He pushed his way through, looking over his shoulder at the guy with the entourage. Waving his hand at him, as he walked into the back room of the Cantina.

Naadlia chuckled slightly complimentary? Oh, this place just gets better and better he muttered, his eyes scanning the room he was in, if they were going to get mugged…he was damn well going to find a way out of this place. He was knocked out of his thoughts at the guy's words Naadlia…I would say a pleasure to meet you…but yea… he said with a small smirk, sticking out his hand.


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[Cardinal Paroaria]

As soon as Cardinal had sat down, a rough 'n tough looking man barged into the room. Cardinal's men rushed to the intruder and looked at their boss for directions. Cardinal smirked, "Am I supposed to know who you are?" Cardinal watched the man sit down and put his feet on the table as if he owned the place. "A job? You here for Czerka? I'm not an employee, but merely a busness partner-" At this point, Cardinal's men had backed off. Another person popped in the back room. Cardinal looked at the new comer. What is this a hiring proccess? Cardinal thought.

Cardinal took the man's hand and firmly shook it. "Nice to meet you too Mr. Naadlia, I'm Cardinal Paroria, I'm guessing you're here too for a job?" Cardinal said before adding a bit dryly, "Or money?" Cardinal's men had had enough, their job was to protect their boss, and yet they had let in not one but two intruders. It seemed as if their boss had it under controle, and apparently knew the individuals, so they closed the door and stepped outside, makeing sure no one else would disrupt Cardinal. "So, if you guys are looking for a job...tell me a little about yourselfs. I can't exactly hire just about anyone." Cardinal guestured for Naadila to take a seat next to Trychaj. He then folded his hands, smiling.

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[Trychaj Bal]

"Ah, manners.... forgot 'bout them things" he snorted in amusement to himself. He didn't change his posture though as he crossed his arms, instead he gave a lazy salute that would have any proper drill sergeant blow a casket at how undisciplined it was. "Name's Trychaj Bal, an' I'm already hired friend. 'Less Czerka ain't told you about the job they've got us for this here dustball?" He questioned as he adjusted his posture now, setting his feet on the ground.

"Its a small time job from what I'm understandin', but Czerka's using us as rental meat all the same" He recalled off of the top of his head, hand on the table as his fingers gently tapped and his eyes turned to Cardinal and Naadlia "Jus' a nice ol' delivery shipment to a small-time warlord who could use some firepower"

He then leaned back again, crossing his arms "As for qualifications, grew up on Nar Shadaa, ran up with gangs an' outlived them all, an' now I'm bustin' heads on a galactic scale" he smiled toothily, spreading his arms to let his brute figure speak for itself "Jus' don' count on me doin' proper splicin' or run tech, this suits got some spikes in so I usually jus' force my way if I can" that had always been a weakness of his admittedly, but hey no one ever really needed Trychaj for his technical apptitude.

 

[Naadlia]

Not one for pleasantries mate...but here for a bit of both...boredom is a dangerous thing he said with a toothy smirk, before snorting at the lazy salute. What kind of people had he agreed to work with? He puffed out a breath of air pulling out a chair Trychaj, looking at both men skeptically so what you hired us? or are you just here looking at the scenery...it is one pretty dustball he leaned back in his chair looking at the ceiling slowly sighing, he should maybe start being more picky with what kind of jobs he took on.
Sounds like fun, do we have a specific time frame they want us to get the job done? he asked slowly leaning forward so he could look from the Cardinal to Trychaj, and please say we have a plane of some sort he muttered more to himself than to anyone else. Naadlia pursed his lips, he couldn't help wonder what Czerka wanted with a small-time warlord, and what it would mean in the grand scheme of things.

More or less the same, grew up on Nar Shadaa, did a bit of racing and working for the Hutts before being shipped of to Korriban, and the rust bucket is 'Alex' , he is almost useful he smirked down at the droid as it made a beeping sound of displeasure what about you... he said looking over at the Cardinal, who are you supposed to be?

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[Cardinal Paroaria]

Cardinal nodded as he listened to Trychaj talk. Truth be told, Cardinal didn't get much information from his friend at Czerka about the job. He was just told to come to Tatooine and meet a couple of folks eager for money, and something to do. Cardinal pretended to take notes on a pad, as if he was really interested in these two blokes. Cardinal could care less who came, he just wanted the money and to get out of the planet.

So apparently Czerka wanted them to be their mailmen. Nothing special. Cardinal half expected to have to blow up some small time operation. "That's Great, Your're hired Truchaj." Cardinal then switched his attention to Naadila. "Well Naadila, my contact at Czerka didn't tell me much about the job. Just that I was supposed to meet some people here." Cardinal laid his palms flat on the table, "Wasn't my choice to meet on this forsaken planet. If it was up to me, we'd all be in some bar on Nar Shadda. At least there they got some class." "A plan? I thought you guys were going to come up with it. Ah well, all we're doing is delivering stuff to a small warlord. How hard can that be?" Cardinal thought of himself more than a small-time warlord. He had assets and contacts all over the galaxy. With the push of a button, he could order the assasination of some fellow on another planet. Cardinal chuckled when Naadila asked who he was.

"I am Cardinal Paroaria, Boss of the Paroaria Mafia. I own facilities and factories on many planets. My employees number in the hundreds." Cardinal had taken great time to get to this position.

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[Naadlia]

Naadliajust looked at Cardinal sighing, he seemed well not disrespectful but just uninterested, he just sat there pretended to take notes on a pad. It was things like this that really got on the Sith’s nerves…not that he was the best Sith…he was a really bad on…most of his trainers constantly told him he didn’t have what it took…but he was in his own eyes to powerful be cast aside, and the was no way he would ever be a Jedi…they were all so…ugh…he was a bit lost in thought not really paying much attention to what was going on around him. The slight wobble of his chair and how he almost fell off it was a testament to that.

He grumbled slightly at the Cardinals words am I hired to or just him he said with a raised eyebrow, shaking his head I don’t think anyone would want to meet on this forsaken planet, but yes Nar Shadda at the very least has style and better drinks he muttered looking at the dust-covered backroom. He started chuckling oh really did you now? But yes how hard can it be he said merit in his voice evident, only to sigh again so he really was some big shoot…show off he said to himself before standing up well then lets get started

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