A Pirate's Abode (Open)

[Causstik Rahn]

[SIZE=11pt]Mugg Fallow, Bone city... [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Causstik sat on his throne in the giant spire that stood in the center of the sprawling cityscape. The room was decorated with lavish rugs from the most exotic beast gathered from a hundred hunts from all over the galaxy. The walls were lined with dozens of carbonite trophies. Bounties collected by Causstik himself. Within airtight display cases sat mummified scalps and ears. The throne was made of rich ebony carved from the carcass of a jungle beast known as a Drouk. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]To either side of the throne stood two display cases and these held Causstik’s most favored trophies. Lightsabers. Chained to the throne was a scantily clad woman and man. The woman was of a beautiful nature with a heart shaped face, pale pearl like skin, long flowing blonde hair, and crystalline blue eyes. The man was deeply tanned, muscular, tall, and had a gaunt handsome face which squared at the jaw. His hair was midnight black and his eyes a deep brown. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Causstik held no desire for either. He simply enjoyed owning nice things and he found that his personal slaves often had a profound impact on those who came to do dealings with him. So he kept them close and was careful to watch and see how his guest reacted.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Causstik tapped a taloned finger on his throne’s armrest and the female slave rose to bring him a platter of raw bloody meat. He picked up one of the steaks and bit into it with his serrated teeth. There was an audible tearing noise as he violently wrenched into the flesh. Blood seeped out of the sides of his mouth. He wiped at the liquid and only succeded in smearing it over his scales.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Then the doors opened and a sub-chieftain entered the room. He bowed low to Causstik then spoke, his voice like raking leaves. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“War-chief. Your guest has arrived…”[/SIZE]



[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Dashka Soon]

Sadly most of the old crew had either died left or gotten arrested and sadly almost all attempts to recruit crew on the Rat's nest had left her crewless.
The Drunken Ewok entered the city's perimeters. a letting her ARCE droid perform all of the tasks involved in landing.
if anything Bone city was full of more dregs of the galaxy than most slums.
still she needed fit bodies and had a preference for non sociopaths.

 

[Darth Banshee]

She was here to meet a pirate, and a fellow slave trader. Though unfortunately for her it was a trandoshan, and they not known for her their hygiene, okay to be blunt the place smell bad. Though she been in worse, and she was not here for food, she was here on business, and as long as had the caps that was all that mattered. As she approached him and his throne room, well it was similar to hutts decor. He even had the lady on chain, well he had to really after all he was trying model his place on a hutts. Though this did mean he had the coin, to buy her wares. She had his order, already he was after two artillery frigates. They where in orbit ready for him to collect, she was here to make sure he paid first, it was that she did not trust him she did, she trusted him to pull a fast one, after all he was a pirate that why she liked him.

As she walked into his room and walked up, she gave curtsey nod of head at him. Then said Are [member="Causstik Rahn"] we meet at last, I trust things have been well. Your ships are ready for collection, it just a matter of payment. She spoke as elegantly as she could, as she was soon planning to make her moves to become Queen of Serenno. Then she be opening the place up for piracy and slave traders, as she wanted their cash to fill the treasury, as Serenno need a lot of rebuilding work. She make sure some their ill gotten money came her way, as it better in her hands than some else. She waited for him to start haggling over price, this was expected after all, it was why she put them for sale slightly higher than she wanted. She was happy to let him have them cheaper than market value, as long as it meant a start good relationship.

 

[Causstik Rahn]

[SIZE=11pt]Causstik eyed the Sith as she approached the throne. Her nose was wrinkled like a kinrath pup and Causstik could tell the smell was getting to her.The stench was a result of being in a city run by hunters. Almost everyone was tanning something. She offered a polite bow and Causstik returned it with his own. The slaves seemed to have little effect on the woman. He had heard the woman was a fellow slaver, so doubtless she had countless like the ones before her.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Causstik attempted a smile, but it appeared more like a menacing snarl. Banshee spoke very forwardly, straight to the point. Causstik took another bite out of the steak while she did so. He found her tact admirable, but lacking finesse. She finished and Causstik snapped a finger. Another slave, this one skinny and not nearly as handsome as the two chained to the throne, emerged from the shadows. He carried with him a chair and swiftly set it down behind Banshee. With an outstretched hand Causstik motioned for her to sit, then finally he spoke. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“Lord Banshee, please. You have been on a long journey. Allow me to show you the best of what my city has to offer before we jump straight into the dealings,” Causstik placed a hand to his chin in thought “Perhaps you’d like a massage from one of my slaves? Or some of my fine meat? I can have it cooked for you!” Causstik growled. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]If the woman had no desire for the finer things in life then she truly would be hard to bargain with. But, Causstik was determined to at least show off some of his domain with a small tour of the city before this woman left. It wasn’t often Bone city had visitors… At least vistors that wouldn’t find something slipped into their drinks. Just as Causstik was about to stand from his throne the Sub-Chief from before stepped back into the room. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“Warchief. Another ship has arrived it carries with it the transponder codes of one Drunken Ewok,” The sub chief finished and Causstik dismissed him with a nod.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Causstik recognized this ship. He had fought alongside the captain before. While bone city was comprised mostly of Trandoshans, it was also home only to pirates and Dashka was a pirate to the core. She would find herself welcome here and Causstik thought to find the woman after his dealings were done.[/SIZE]

[member="Darth Banshee"]
[member="Dashka Soon"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

She was unaware of other ships and their importance, nor did she care. She was offered drink and food, and a massage she was tempted, but she was sith. These where things that could easily go wrong for her, the meat could be tampered with, the masseur could put a knife in her back. She did take offer of a seat though, and then said to kind offer No I am fine. Though she added, I would quite happily take a tour of your city though, once we finished negotiations. She then passed him the bill for the two ships, she expected now to haggle. She was fine with this, this was normal and part of his culture. She always increased the price, so she had room to maneuver. She was also interested in asking him something later, but for now she would deal with this. she leaned back in her seat, it was surprisingly comfortable. Then in spite of her saying no, the blond woman decide to massage her shoulders. She actually decide to let her, as it was quite nice.

[member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Dashka Soon"]

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik watched as the woman took the seat and was pleased when she found it’s plush cushions comfortable. They were made from Kushibahn, a sentient species of rabbit like people native to the world Kushibah. Famous for the incredibly soft section of fur on their upper backs. Tragically since the section of fur is so little it could take upwards of three hundred of the little critters just to make one coat… Or cushion, much like the one the Sith sat in now.

Causstik’s female slave moved in behind the Sith and with fingers trained to work wonders on the body she began to massage Banshee’s shoulders. Causstik stood and approached the Sith as she produced the manifest that would detail the information of the ships and more importantly their price. Causstik skimmed through the documents until he saw the finite numbers. 125 million credits in total. This was almost as much as Causstik’s Slave Train made in a year.

But, Causstik and his band needed the warships. While it was true he had a large fleet of ships, most were old, derelict and couldn’t possibly compete with the ships that today’s empire’s produced. Even if he could bring his full fleet to bear the price of fuel for them all would be extravagant. So, most simply floated in Mugg Fallow’s orbit, barely operational.

Causstik looked to the woman with jaded eyes “125 million credits is too much. I will pay you 80 million,” He growled. This would leave him with enough money to invest in fuel and still have a little left over for the finer things in life.

[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Causstik Rahn"]

He did what she expected, and reduced the price further, this was expected. She looked at slave girl and said, I little to left, the slave obeyed and she gave out a murmur of pleasure. She looked at the transdosan, and said Okay one hundred and fifteen million, and I get to keep this wonderful slave of yours. She expected him to make another offer, the question was if this slave was capable of being in the bargain. She was very good at massage, and she was worth trying to see if she could get her. The slave looked unsure about it, but carried on as if she did not she possibly get punished either way. She then added Surly two artillery cruiser, are worth and sixty two and half million each, plus this slave. She smiled, and waited for his reply.