Caped Crusaders

[Verz Horak]

(OOC: I hope so. It's an intersting one so far)

 

[Danni Kestral]

Morna popped into realaty. he looked over to Danni and said "If you are a invesgator then you should help him. His daughter may die in that mess. If you want help Ill be there."

"Yup, I'm an investigator all right. Not a Sith or anything, I mean...HA HAAAAAA, right? Wooo! Got a card and everything. Hang on." Danni made a show of patting her pockets. "Hunh. Must've given my last one away to that bus full of orphans. So anyway Mr. Topper, like I said, I'm Leia Starkiller, private investigator, and I'd like to help you get your daughter back." She pointed to the Mandalorian. "This is Frodo Bett, and the guy with the black coat is Sham Bolo. They're my associates. What's the full poop?"
The dark-skinned man sniffed, rubbing his hands together, then nodded. "Come to my office," he instructed. The group wound their way through the casino floor, taking a private lift up that opened on the most opulent space any of the three had ever seen. Everything in the room screamed money, from the state of the art tech to the unblemished white paint and chrome fixtures to the furniture and artwork on the walls. On the left was a sunken area with padded sofas and chairs, a clear-topped table, and a working fireplace, and it was here that L. Bern Topper instructed the group to sit. As they did, Danni noticed that beneath the glass top of the table was what appeared to be a man frozen in carbonite. She opened her mouth to speak, then thought better of it. Then opened her mouth anyway. "Friend of yours?" she asked, pointing.

"Sometimes a man has to make a statement," replied L. Bern Topper, meeting the young woman's eyes steadily. If he had shown any weakness by weeping earlier, it was swept aside by the calmness of that statement.

 

[Garza]

From the looks of the mans estate, He had money, and tons of it. If they were to save his daughter then maybe they could split the prize three ways. even then it would be a large sum of credits. He almost snickerd at the man who ad been frozen in carbonite. hHe decided not to laugh however. Morna then asked the man "Do you currently know where you daughter is? If she is only in the transaction of being traded then we may have a chance to stop it." Even thought the event that she would be put in would be fun to play in he didnt feel like fighting 30 or so other people just to save one person, But money was money. He'd still do it.

 

[Danni Kestral]

(OOC: Just as a note guys, this isn't a guided roleplay. We all know what the plot is, so feel free to write for Topper, the bodyguards, or anyone else who isn't a player. Do a cut scene setting up the island. Move the story forward. This story belongs to all of us, so have at it! )

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz used the fact that most beings thought that the direction his helmet faced was the only direction he could see to discreetly scan the room for exits. Nothing personal, just an old habit from his days when being a merc was his only job. His helmet gave his line of sight in a near circle. Scanners and radar covered the rest. Since he looked like a merc, and the man seemed to think so, Verz decided to act limb dumb muscle hired by "Leia". He tried to make a convincing dumb brute voice and tone.

"If we bring da girlie back, what is our pay gon be?"