Faction Auctioning History

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Shadow Temple | OBJECTIVE : Starting the day | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr |

It was the early morning and the classes at the Shadow Temple were about to start. Connel had never been a “facilitator” for the classes so this would be an interesting morning. Father needed the morning to handle personal business (which in his line of thinking was to go to breakfast with Mother, absolutely fine), though he was planning on doing it “short”, Connel insisted they enjoy their time.

Of course that made him wonder… What the frell was he supposed to do? Walk around? Stand there? Sip caf? Pet Buster(his Gallinorese Mountain Aak Dog (“Buster”))? Naw, he was asleep.

A good problem to have, to say the least.

Then his comm-link beeped, so Vanagor put his headset on, but it was still beeping in his ear. That meant it was “text only”. Opening up the screen in his gauntlet, he looked over the message and was… surprised to say the least. It was from a New Jedi Order Council Member, for him specifically.

Knight Vanagor,
You knew Jedi Knight JaFan Lin before her becoming
one with the Force during the attempted invasion of
Coruscant. Upon retrieving Kyber crystals of the fallen,
hers were never found, until recently. Word is that they
are about to be put to auction on a planet just outside
of Alliance Space. We cannot allow those crystals to
fall into the wrong hands.

You are to head to the planet,
effect entry into the auction and retrieve the crystals.

May the Force be with you.
Master Farr

Reading it three times did not change a word of what he was about to have to do. Alright. Hey “Brad”!

A moment or two later, with several excited beeps, the astromech BB4-80 (“Brad) happily rolled in, Buster was slowly waking up at this point anyway. As “wigglebutt” went over to his water dish, “Brad” looked over at the Knight.

Could you go to my “Defender” and get it started up? “Brad” seemed really excited now, “he” had never really gotten to fly in that one yet. Rolling off happily, Buster looked sad for a moment. The poor puppy never liked it when his buddy would leave him behind. Sure, he liked “grampa” and “gramma” a lot, loved them, but still.

Today was not one of those days.

Wanna go “bye bye”? Wanna go see Ryana? Wanna see Pip? With each question, the dog’s eyes lit up just a bit more, and his butt wiggled that much faster. Connel couldn’t help but laugh. Alright, let me send two messages.

One message was to Master Caelum, to request covering for him, copying to his father as to why he had to go. The other was to Ryana mina, letting her know he was on his way to pick her up. They had a mission to go on. True it was for him, but she needed to “get out of the house” and the ‘on the job training’ would be good for her.

SOME TIME LATER
LOCATION(Current) : Coruscant Jedi Temple | OBJECTIVE : Pick up and head out | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr | Ryana mina

Having landed on one of the outer landing pads, Connel stepped out with Buster on his leash, all but dragging him around. He wanted to talk to Master Farr for more details on what he was to do, but that was not going to happen as she was in meetings. If he wanted to search her out, it would be in bad taste on his part as the details would not normally be vague, but perhaps he had all of the details that were available to them.

On top of that, he could sense Ryana was approaching, and no doubt Pip was in tow. Judging by how excited Buster was getting. He knew that Ryana had a way with animals and he could already tell that Buster was going to be excited. He decided to wait until Ryana arrived before he decided on whether or not to talk to Master Farr.

Ultimately he would not follow up with the historian, not unless it was absolutely necessary.

SOME TIME LATER
LOCATION(Current) : Tatooine / Mos Eidolon | OBJECTIVE : Set up and find a way into the auction | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Ryana mina | Pal Veda

I hate Tatooine. It’s hot. He laughed as the ship set down in one of the berths. He was not ready to turn into some Sith Lord because he hated the weather, it was just one of those things. “Brad” was busy shutting the systems down and something else was out there…

Where are “the terror twins”? Looking around from the cockpit, he wondered what kind of trouble the two were getting into.

Time to get to work, we need to find out where this “auction” is, and find a way into it.

 

[Ryana mina]

Location: Coruscant
Tag: Connel Vanagor

Ryana was playing with pip well training for her playtime for pip as the little racyon always had a ton of energy and chasing him around was fun for him and helped keep her both in shape. It also helped with her endurance as he was as elusive as he was mischievous. She had managed to work up a bit of a sweat before her datapad whent off.
As she looked at it she smiled pip got happy too through their bond "connel and buster are going to be coming by as part of a mission" she said pip got overjoyed as he purred and began chittering she smiled "I'm gonna go wash up go be good" she said as they walked towards her room pip was being extra good maybe because he knew connel and buster where coming
Something pip liked more than grapes was being around buster and connel Something she didn't think was possible but here they where. As she washed and got changed she grabbed her utility belt wearing a tight grey shirt and leather pants she had a gun holster and the pistol that she grabbed from tython as she slid on a brown cloth coat that held her lightsaber.
she had a special holster that strapped to her arm as she slid her lightsaber into it and locked it into place.

As pip climbed onto her shoulder she began walking the lethan twilek could sense busters excitement and connel as she rounded the corner and smiled as busters butt began wiggling and he barked in excitement ryana knelt down and picked buster up. As pip purred buster wiggled and wriggled in her arms as he licked her face she laughed scratching his head "i missed you too buster
And i love you too" she said as pip petted busters head and licked his head as ryana felt pips mischief and wanting to play as she set buster down and she felt and saw pip jump down as the two of them began playing. She looked to connel "can't say I'm completely glad that im going back into the underworld but it's better if I join you for both your safety and the success of
The mission". She said her tone and stance was serious enough that pip stopped playing with buster for a moment looking at ryana before buster barked making pip to go back to playing. As buster and pip wrapped busters leash around the lethans legs making her chuckle as she stepped out of the leash. [IMG]https://i.imgur.com/tmiiNVx.png[/IMG] location: tatooine/mos eidolon Tag: @Connel Vanagor @Pal Veda As they set down "I'll take the heat over the smell or hutts of nar shadda any day" she said sitting there she was used to hard conditions and a rougher lifestyle than the one she currently lived before she joined the order she never could have imagined she would have friends like connel, corazona, or ko, and she never could have been she would have found love like that of pip and buster. It made her happy that she came so far even if she knew she had far more to go. In her journey as a jedi and as a person as she helped land the ship as she got up they where going to an underworld auction "i suggest not wearing jedi robes and hide your lightsaber on your person" she said standing up as she felt pip and buster harmlessly playing in what was acting as her room making her smile. "They are playing in my room and they haven't damaged anything as far as I can sense" she said standing there before she began to walk to the ramp "it's best if we leave pip and buster on the ship so they don't get in the way" she said as much as she wanted to pet buster and spend time with him. But knew it was better if he and especially pip where left here for the purposes of the mission plus She couldn't stand to see one of them hurt. And she knew if the worst where to happen they would be in the way. "If there is an auction for blackmarket good it's probably going to be in the former jabbas palace but without confirmation it's only a theory it could be held any place that can hold a somewhat large group" she said. Thinking about it she wasn't sure where exactly the auction would be held but "If they have lightsaber crystals then it should be well publicized throughout the underworld so all we Should need to do is act like we are interested in bidding" she said standing there as she looked at connel.[/CODE]

 

[Pal Veda]

Tatooine
Tags: Connel Vanagor Ryana mina


”You lot goin’ to da auction?” The Weequay was already slurring and the second sun hadn’t even risen.

“Ahh, you know betta dan dat,” a second one responded, “Jus’ like we know you can’t afford a ting dere!”

The group of pirates erupted with drunken laughter, spilling their cheap beers, one nearly falling out of his chair.

The captain actually chuckled a bit, too, sipping on a warm stimcafe at the bar. Nobody would ever describe Tatooine as lovely, but it could definitely be fun. And people like Pal could definitely get rich.

“Boss’ll see you now,” the rough voice bellowed, stirring Pal from his thoughts. The large Devaronian sporting an eyepatch and a blaster rifle waved him over, so he tossed a couple of credits on the counter and left his drink.

The pair walked down a hallway in silence until stopping outside the entrance to a back room. “Any weapons?”

He stared at the larger alien for a moment before lowering his gaze to the blaster at his hip. “Just the one.” Did this guard’s other eye work?

”Hand it over,” he commanded.

”Zarnold,” called a deep voice from the room behind him, “He’s fine. If Captain Veda wanted to kill me, he’d have done it by now.”

The Devaronian huffed in frustration but stood down at the heed of his boss. Pal winked as he passed by, rubbing a little salt in the wound. He knew Zarnold would love nothing more than to break his neck in this moment, but he also knew he was an obedient dog on a tight leash.

“Excuse Zarnold out there,“ the equally large but much more well kept red Devaronian apologized matter of factly, “He runs my security on Tatooine. My normal crew is dealing with the renovations and restocking on Nar Shaddaa. Good to see you, Pal! Care for a drink?”

”Appreciate the offer, but I’ve got a long day ahead of me.”

”Fair enough.” Radix Kane wasn’t drinking either. He was a man of refined tastes who knew how to exercise restraint and tolerance. Which is why he was standing here in a fine suit, rich as hell, while many of his peers had wound up in squalor or a Sarlaac pit. “I see you made it here in one piece. I assume my shipment did, as well?”

”Of course. Five hundred cases of Chandrilan wine and one hundred cases of Corellian whiskey, just like you asked. They threw in a few cases of that single malt you like so much for free.” Pal left out that he’d taken a couple cases himself as a tip, but he knew Radix wouldn’t mind.

”Good, good, but you know that’s not what I am asking about. Did you bring the item?”

Pal slid the bag off his shoulder and removed a box, carefully handing it to his business partner. “That, too.”

Radix opened the top and inspected his prize. An ancient Kaleesh war mask allegedly worn by the father of Qymaen jai Sheelal — better known as General Grievous — before he died in battle. There was no way to verify that, of course. “Did Brayden give you any trouble?”

”You know Brayden. He tried to renegotiate his cut, play a little hardball. Nothin‘ I wasn’t prepared for. He knows better than to cross us. Plus his cut is already way more than he paid for it.” Which was probably nothing. This was definitely stolen at some point.

”This is going to fetch quite a price today.” Radix admired the artifact a bit longer then replaced the top of the container and set it on the table. “I trust you will be at the auction?”

Truthfully, Pal hadn’t been planning on it. There was nothing he was particularly interested in, and most of it was beyond his ability to pay anyway. But it could be fun. “Sure, I’ll be there.”

”Good. I look forward to seeing you there. Go clean up, my men will finish unloading the rest of the cargo. Zarnold will make sure your credits are transferred.“ He smiled that devilish smile of his, then added, “You did well, my boy.”

Knowing the conversation was over, Pal grinned back and nodded, then turned to go. He had a few hours to kill before the auction, so he headed back toward the spaceport to check on a few things with the Rubicon. Once there, he noticed a new ship had docked not too far from his own. Curious, he watched the landing ramp to see who these new guests may be.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Shadow Temple | OBJECTIVE : Starting the day | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr |

Alright. He was not his father, so “Making a spectacle” was no longer his thing, even if it made sense to do so. He took off most of his webgear and weapons, so it looked like he was just a street tough. He had his Throwing Lightknives, which were well concealed underneath his belt, Connel also had his Lightblaster which was holstered to his right leg, and his Shortsaber which was tucked between his belt and the small of his back.

Connel’s regular “mission gear” was already very “non-Jedi” so it was a matter of throwing a poncho on over his body and walking back out of his quarters. Of course, trying to lighten the mood, he posed like a fashion model. How do I look?

Then Buster “said” what everyone else was thinking… he made no noises… but… he left an “aura”? The “cloud” he left everyone in told his opinion.

Waving the “aroma” away, Connel looked down at his best friend. Phillistine! Buster just growled. The changing of the clothes allowed him to think about Ryana’s suggestions. She had experience in this, the type of experience no one could ever truly want, but… hmmm…

Hutt Palace? Alright. Should we arrange transport? I have bikes in the cargo hold. Looking over at the steward droid who was spraying air freshener. Take care of our boys. Looking at “Brad”. Be ready if I call, okay? “Brad” eagerly acknowledged.

To Ryana. Shall we? He asked, gesturing to the door.

Walking down, he noticed someone standing in front of an antique “YT” a couple of berths down watching them. Connel had two choices, ignore him, or react in a way that was to be expected of here. He “sort of” threaded the needle and let his right hand hover over his blaster holster.

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag: Connel Vanagor Pal Veda
Lightsaber

ryana chuckled as connel tried to be a model he wasn't very effective but thats when she smelled busters fart. She closed her nose "gods buster and I thought a hutts farts smelled bad" she said somewhat jokingly as she stepped out of the room. So did pip who began gagging ryana knelt down and patted pips back as she sent soothing feelings down to pip through their force bond "i know it smelled bad little buddy and I'm sorry I'm gonna leave you with that smelly little turd" she said the last part jokingly. As pip finally stopped he crawled into her lap as he began playing harmlessly with her lekku as he had several times before.

She heard connel walk up as she gave pip soothing belly rubs as the small racyon continued to play with her lekku she listened to connel speak "would probably be best to get transport in town that way jawas don't strip your bikes clean for parts" she said not really moving. Enjoying the moment of pip being tender and not a little menace "it would also help us make sure that the auction is actually where I think it is so we aren't waisting our time with the wrong place plus it will show our interest in the auction itself" she said.

As buster ran up pip hopped down and they ran off playing further into the ship she pulled out a set of three kyber crystals one was bled they where the last crystals she had. "I got these from my previous life but they should do fine for our purposes getting into the auction" she said standing there. The sight of them made her sick now she hated them this would be a better reason to get rid of them then throwing them away she knew she should have turned them into the jedi but she didn't want them to get locked into some vault she wanted to do actual good with them.

As she walked out with connel she slid them into her utility belt she had stripped any Markings from the only visible belt on her was her blaster which used used and older. But it worked fine she also felt the eyes on her "your ship looks to new id close the ramp to be safe especially with our to furry friends on board." She said as she saw the spacer with the old yt model ship nearby watching "i know your the knight here but acting like a jedi here during this mission will get us killed follow my lead please" she said.

Looking at connel she then looked back at the spacer she began walking towards the town they docked by her blaster was visible. And was easily grabbed she knew when to let her presence and what she was wearing do the talking And when to threaten and seduce those she needs to. In order to survive and save the day.

 

[Pal Veda]

Tatooine
Tags: Connel Vanagor Ryana mina

The young Twi’lek looked normal enough. Maybe a little sassy, but a woman’s gotta protect herself In the outer rim. The man, though . . . Something seemed off about him. A little too sterile, too rigid. He was maybe an inch taller than Pal but outweighed him by a good fifty pounds. The captain was in shape, but this guy looked like he was on that juice they used to give the shock boxers on Vycinyth. Some kind of experiment. He probably could have passed for a bounty hunter, but the clothes and blaster didn’t scream it. Then again, Pal moonlighted as a bounty hunter himself, and he was standing here with nothing but his own blaster and a knife.

Beep boop!

BB-99 came rolling up out of nowhere, his course binary drawing Pal’s attention away from the couple. “What is it?”

Beep beep whirrr!

“Good. Pay him the usual, and throw in one of those bottles of single malt for the continued discretion. It costs as much as he makes in a week.” The astromech started to roll off, but Pal stopped him and added, “See what he knows about that ship over there.” He pointed toward the shiny vessel the pair had arrived in. “I like to know who my neighbors are.”

Boop! With that, BB-99 was off to pay the dockmaster. And Pal walked over to check on his speeder bike dropped down below the Rubicon. He wondered whether it was the best option to get to the old Jabba’s Palace when the time came. Eh, he wasn’t planning to buy anything, no reason to rent a land speeder for the evening. If he changed his mind, he’d just have Radix’s folks haul it back to town for him. “Not a bad idea,” he said under his breath, thinking aloud like he too often did.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Shadow Temple | OBJECTIVE : Starting the day | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr |

Alright. Good idea. “Brad”, lock up. They could barely hear the audible, but willing response in acknowledgment. As if on cue, both Buster and Pip made a bee-line for the loading ramp, but Connel had prepared for this and pulled out a couple of "Reek Ears", dried ears that they could chew on and enjoy the infused "BBQ" flavor. It wasn't entirely effective. No... stay...

Buster gave him the look he never liked to see, and while he did not have a Force Bond with Pip like Ryana did, Connel knew what the Racyon was thinking. The Knight pulled out a couple of treats to go with them. Buster started to whimper. I won't be gone long, I promise... ... he stopped for a second... I promise... you want me to bring something back for you? There went the eyes. Toys for you and Pip? He knew that word! He liked it. Connel. I promise...

As they walked away from the ship, she was making a lot of sense, and on top of that, this was a good exercise for her confidence. Lead the way.

Following her, he was aware that he stuck out like a sore thumb, and had to “thank” Father for that later. That was a part of the problem, he was too tall to just blend in naturally. Connel had to “act the part”, so maybe it was acting as a street “tough”. Alright, say “hello” to your “associate”, ‘Capn’”.

He was a little overboard in his actions, but he slowly started to act in ways he thought that father would if he was trying to cause a distraction. A glare, a scowl, hand on the blaster. He wasn’t as big as father, anywhere near, but he was in good shape, so it was a role he could fit into.

He let Ryana lead the way because this was “her” people. That wasn’t meant in a negative way, but that she was more apt and able to slip through areas unnoticed. She was proving herself more so by the day, and while it was hard for him to not be protective…

Thanks, Dad.

… it was good to see her be more and more “strong” in her actions, and not just around him. As they were reaching the “speeder rental” or whatever you want to call it, he noticed the pilot from before. Our friend is here.

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag: Connel Vanagor Pal Veda

She watched connels conversation with buster and she let pip know he had to stay she even let him know she would get him the grape plushie if he was good. Which made the small racyons ears perk up as she spoke to him through their bond which pip understood everything as he seemed excited to get a toy as was buster. She chuckled seeing the two of them it warmed her heart to no end to know that they where in her life even if they could be a pain.

As she walked into the town connel in toe she turned looking at him "relax stop overthinking it otherwise every person in here is gonna smell you out" she said standing there.

 

[Pal Veda]

Tatooine
Tags: Connel Vanagor Ryana mina

It was pretty common for folks to hang around the docking bays. Some were owners or crew members of the ships themselves. Others were mechanics looking to make a quick buck patching up vessels that came in with problems. More were travelers looking for a way off this dessert rock. And then of course there were those up to no good. The dockmasters here were pretty good about watching out for those miscreants, but they weren’t infallible. So Pal kept his old refurbished battle droid, B1-D1, on guard when the Rubicon was grounded. It gave him a sense of security as he handled his business, and it allowed his astromech to move freely in and out of the ship.

BB-99 was back on board, and he relayed a message to Pal’s wrist comp. Interesting. There was . . . Really no information on the transport that had landed nearby. He dealt with enough smugglers and outlaws to know it wasn’t unusual to hide their tracks. He had become quite an expert on that himself. Although his ship was recognizable enough, so there was no hiding that the Rubicon YT-2400 was registered to Captain Pal Veda. But this clean of a record? The only explanation Pal could think of was that it was Alliance or Imperial, and someone high enough in one of those factions to get this sort of clearance. That came with two possibilities: Trouble or Profit. Of course those weren’t mutually exclusive.

Pal wiped the sweat beading on his forehead and tossed the towel onto the handlebars of his bike. Then he walked across the station to the speeder rentals where the pair were still standing, chatting between themselves. “Nice ship,” Pal said, approaching nonchalantly. He looked back and pointed over his shoulder with his thumb at their vessel. “A little newer than my pride and joy over there.” Maybe striking up a casual conversation would shed some light. Never miss an opportunity to make connections when that could lead to making credits, hopefully lots of them.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Shadow Temple | OBJECTIVE : Starting the day | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr |

Give me a break, I’m usually in the shadows, and usually avoid people if I can help it.. Wait… “Shadow”? Heh… I just got it… He whispered back. Still “overthinking it” to an extent, but he was going to do his best, this was her party.

They were somewhat about off the landing bay and into the main gathering lobby of the Starport when their “friend” approached, talking up the Defender. Were they made? Stop overthinking it!

Jumping in between the guy and Ryana like a protector, Connel stood in his best “enforcer” pose. Not really trying to make it believable, just trying to act as he thought that his father would. Being sure to say nothing, Connel just extended a hand out to make Pal keep his distance. Or at least show that he wanted the smuggler to.

I need to requisition a “mission” ship if we’re going to keep doing ops like these.

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag: Connel Vanagor Pal Veda

Standing there for a moment ryana knew connel was inexperienced in situations like this and it would be up to her to see this through to its end she wasn't used to leading people especially those of higher rank than herself. It kinda bothered her but he would see the mission soon and using connels usual ship bothered her but she figured one time wouldn't hurt especially if this was mission was successful. Which she would do the best she could to see it done for both connel and buster.

They where the closest to family she had besides pip and she wanted them to stay as safe as possible even knowing connel was a jedi knight. And his job was dangerous she grew to care for them both as family as she began walking into town she walked towards a used speeder rental place walking into it she saw an iridonian standing there "do you have a speeder capable of getting to the palace" she said standing there.

"Whats the reason for going" the iridonian said as he stared down ryana as she met his gaze. "A fair trading of goods" she said sliding some credits over the iridonian nodded reaching under the counter and handing her the "key" to a hoverspeeder with cargo capacity. As she walked out with connel getting in to the hoverspeeder she awaited connel and looked at him "we need to set a few rules before we leave or get there" she said.

"It's probably best if I do most of the talking" she said looking at him "and probably for the best we don't use our real names incase they recognize ours especially mine" she said. As she started the hover speeder and began driving to say she was nervous was an understatement but she knew how to stuff those emotions down. Especially for missions like this "i would say choose something simple and common it doesn't need a full fledged backstory just a name" she said driving.

 

[Pal Veda]

Location: Tatooine
Tags: Connel Vanagor Ryana mina

Well, that was certainly weird. The larger man had immediately cut Pal off, signaling for him to keep his distance. And he did. Pal had no interest in getting into an unnecessary brawl with the meathead, and he wasn’t looking for a shootout this early in the morning. The younger female had just ignored him altogether, finishing a transaction for a speeder rental then climbing in, never even acknowledging his presence. They sped off without ever saying a word to him.

But actions often speak louder than words — or lack thereof. This all but confirmed Pal’s suspicions that these two were not just bounty hunters or spacers. He just had no idea who they worked for. It didn’t matter. The galaxy was huge, and the chance of him ever running into them again was infinitely small.

Pal went back to the Rubicon to clean himself up before heading to the auction. He figured he should look somewhat presentable among this lot. Low level bodyguards and enforcers may not always take pride in their appearance, but the underworld elite certainly did. They fancied themselves as high society, and some of them had accumulated more wealth illegally than most captains of legal industry. In truth, they really weren’t all that different. Corrupt titans paid by corrupt governments, or crime lords paid to work around, even beside, corrupt governments.

Enough philosophizing for now. He needed a shower and a clean shirt.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Shadow Temple | OBJECTIVE : Starting the day | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr |

Ryana was really taking to this aspect of her responsibility he put on her, almost to the point where she seemed to doubt him. Connel knew what he was doing, after all, he had trained as a Jedi Guardian. He knew about the security and protection of others. Yes, undercover work was never his forte’ but Ryana needed some more field time. Which is why she was here, he was glad she was too. This was a better plan than what he would have come up with, frankly, he would have stuck to the shadows and might have missed the auction.

Aric… He didn’t have to think about it, it was his middle name, named after his long deceased uncle that he had never met…

Another family member long dead…

Just relax, alright. You’re doing great. Keep doing what you’re doing. I’ll follow your lead on whatever we do, you’re better at this than you think you are. He wasn’t reading her emotions, but he had gotten to know the Twi’Lek well enough to know when she was nervous. He would only step in if their cover was blown. Right now though, as she was driving, he sent an encrypted message to his “uncle” GAL Ltd. , and his father and Master. The message would bounce off of several signals and destinations to eliminate any real tracking.

Ship Idea - 

“Undercover” Mission Specific - doesn’t matter the type, but weathered 
and individual backstories.

They could come up with the details, if they even went with it.

At least that guy laid off… heh… I thought the poor guy was going to pee his pants.

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag: Connel Vanagor Pal Veda

Ryana sat there in the drivers seat driving to the palace still nervous and worried about what could happen. If those in attendance figured out who she was what she was they would apprehend her or worse he didn't want connel to get caught in the middle of that. If it came down to it she would go willingly to spare connel and to make sure buster and pip got cared for.

"the problem is I'm as much a liability as an asset on this mission if there is anyone in the palace that remembers my face or has a locator on them that's imprinted to me we are both dead or i go back to my previous life" she said seriously as she drove. She knew connel was only trying to be nice but her concerns where warranted and for a reason she didn't want connel to get hurt and she especially didn't want pip and buster stuck on that ship forever or worse.

As she drove she thought about what connel said "he was probably just a spacer or smuggler he probably didn't have any ill intent or will your ship stands out and you stand out in situations like this most career criminals are just average people just trying to get by day to day" she said. As they drove.

 

[Pal Veda]

Location: Tatooine, headed to the Palace
Tags: Connel Vanagor Ryana mina

Rumor was that they had an open bar at Jabba’s Palace, and people would begin trickling in early for free drinks. All a plan to lube up their pocketbooks before the bidding began. Pal considered that a great place to make connections, a way to set up future business opportunities for himself. Always thinking of ways to make more credits.

Once cleaned up, the Captain bid adieu to his droids and headed out. His speeder bike was pretty standard, not many aftermarket modifications — the complete opposite of his ship. He had gone through a couple of bikes in recent years and knew the complete lack of defenses made them vulnerable. Almost a waste of credits to soup one up when they were pretty fast and maneuverable right out off the lot.

Zoom! He took off from the spaceport and headed down the worn path to the Palace. He knew a few shortcuts, but there was no rush, and, more importantly, no reason to risk run-ins with Tusken tribes waiting to spring an attack. They would undoubtedly be aware of the auction and would leap at the chance to take out a few unsuspecting tourists traveling through the dunes. His Rogue sunglasses kept his eyes safe from the quadrillion bits of sand flying in his face, and the shemagh around his head covered his mouth and nose. The trip was pretty relaxing, freeing, speeding through the empty dessert was quite a change from the bustling streets of Coronet City where he’d been just days earlier. Well, mostly empty. He passed by a few speeders along the way, probably all headed to the same destination.

Well, wouldn’t you know it . . . One of the land speeders he zipped by was the rental with his two friends from the spaceport. I’ll have to keep my eyes on them.

Pal slowed as he entered the parking area outside the Palace, finding a spot near a large armored speeder that certainly belonged to a crime lord more concerned with security than being inconspicuous. He hopped off his bike and lowered the cloth covering his face, then took out his comm to make a quick call before he went inside.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

...

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Jabba’s Palace | OBJECTIVE : Auction | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr | Ryana mina | Pal Veda

Connel could not believe what he was hearing right now. It was time to throw in some “Knight”isms… is that a word?

Okay, we would not have gotten this far if it wasn’t for you. I would be trying to find a way to sneak in and would probably end up in a trap if it was up to me. This is a viable pla, and you know what? Let them recognize you. You’re not the slave you once were. You’re strong, you’re decisive, and you’re already proving to be a better Jedi than I am. He was not fishing for compliments, or simply trying to talk her up, Connel meant every word of it.

If we’re caught, we fight our way out. Or… we find someone we can pay to make the bid for us and we watch from shadows…

Then a bike zipped by that caught his attention to the point where if he could see it, he followed it with his eyes up to the Palace itself.

Speak of the Nexu and the Nexu appears. He exclaimed, pointing at the guy as he pulled down the cloth from his face.

He’s obviously here for a reason. What if we paid him to bid for us?

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag Connel Vanagor Pal Veda

As ryana drove up to the palace she looked at connel listening to him speak he was giving her praise even if her concerns where valid. She didn't want connel to get hurt she wanted to go back and hang out with buster and pip who she loved wholeheartedly but they where on a mission so she had to focus her mind.

"Having someone make the bid for us would probably be the best way to go unless they double cross us and just leave with the stuff we came to get and bail." Shee said as they pulled up to the palace she undid her seat belt "these places are known for having secret passages and hidden rooms in them" she said sitting there.

"Hopefully you brought funds with you to both pay him and buy the auction item we seek" she said as she got out of the hoverspeeder.

 

[Pal Veda]

Location: Jabba’s Palace
Tags: Connel Vanagor Ryana mina

”I wouldn’t run legal goods for that price,” Pal responded into the comm, almost laughing at the offer he’d just received. “Get back to me when you’ve got a target worth my time.”

The voice on the other line cursed in some language he didn’t recognize and didn’t care to learn before switching back to galactic basic. “If you turn this job down, there might not be another one!”

”That’s the thing about war, Skully. There’s always more work for good folks like me.” Tired of wasting his breath discussing a bounty he knew he wouldn’t accept, Pal turned off the comm unit and slid it into his pocket. Skully would call back with a better offer on another target when he cooled off. He always did.

From behind his shades, Pal noticed the couple from the docking bay bring their rented speeder to a stop about fifty meters away. They were up to something. He should head inside, but something told him to stay put for a moment. He was curious if they would recognize him.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION(Current) : Jabba’s Palace | OBJECTIVE : Auction | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Efret Farr | Ryana mina | Pal Veda

Don’t worry about credits, I have credits. He pulled the datapad out of his front pocket and made sure to have it pulled up. The account had plenty to be sure. If somehow not they had other options.

It’s up to you, but as long as we can get them out in the open, it really doesn’t matter who makes the winning bid. We can follow them.

It wasn’t exactly “Jedi-Like” but the people around them were not too worried themselves about being “law abiding”.

Well, at least we don’t have to chase him down to talk to him. He shut up after this, it was her show right now. He was there to ensure her safety.