Dry Humor (Aedan)

[Djinn]

It had been many years since the vagabond traveler had visited the sandy deathtrap that was Tatooine, his family had visited when he was a child but that visit alone was enough to drive him away. The only force strong enough in the galaxy to drag him back to the Krayt Dragon litter box was the promise of credits, credits Vice couldn't afford to pass up.

There had been a message sent out to the Confederacy by a group of moisture farmers, more of a distress signal, pleading for help against the Tuskens who stripped their delivery of new parts and supplies. They offered whatever credits they had to their names saying that if they didn’t get their supplies and water that their families would surely die before the week was over.

The intergalactic powerhouse that was the Confederacy had little time to deal with such a trivial matter however, they used their worker bees who would be eager to stretch their wings and make some honey for the hive, especially since it was such a desperate situation. That was where Aedan and Vice came in, they were dispatched to take care of the problem and raise as little of a fuss as possible.

They had been equipped with things they would need to survive: water, guns, ammo, rations, thermal blanket for the night, and a couple grenades for their amusement. Their generosity was much appreciated by the devilish side of Vice, especially since he was a contracted mercenary and not a part of the galactic faction as a whole, just the Brotherhood, though he was not opposed to helping the CIS out.

“I reckon we got anotha’ few hours before we even see them farmers.” Vice took a moment to wipe the sweat from his forehead and take a drink out of his canteen. “There outta be some caves comin’ up, watch out for those Tuskens, they ain’t afraid to kill us.” The raven haired soldier of fortune winked and patted his gun, “But I ain’t afraid to kill them neither.”

@[member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

@[member="Vice"]
Aedan Miles was slowly walking across the desert with the hood of his deep crimson cloak pulled up over his head hiding his pale violet hair and piercing violet eyes from view. As he looked up and around slowly he grinned hearing the newest recruit of the Brotherhood a mercenary known as Vice. He turned and spread his arms the cloak spreading out to reveal Aedan's prized Iron skin with a skull in the center of it and his four usual weapons strapped to his waist. Two blaster pistols that were small but deadly and the silver hilts of his lightsabers. These and his star fighter were the only weapons he ever needed. He nodded to Vice as he looked around again. "I am not afraid to kill them either Vice remember no mercy to our enemies."

Aedan let the cloak flap closed before he continued walking reaching under the cloak he pulled his canteen out and took a sip from it calmly. He continued to survey the land around them and he remembered why he hated this planet. Far to much sand for him to care about he preferred by far forest and beaches maybe even plains to this. BUT a job is a job and they needed credits sense Aedan was once again broke for the time being. That would soon change as he was in the process of setting a company up on Kessel. It would supply the Corsairs with a steady source of income and soon they would begin their raids once more he already had talked to someone who wanted to hire them and they had a few targets named.

He looked up at the sun and raised a hand to shade his eyes as he thought. "When we reach those caves we should stop for a bit and rest. Who knows maybe we will run into a Krayt Dragon and kill it. Their pearls are worth quite a fair amount of money and they are fun to kill."

 

[Djinn]

“There ain’t nothin’ that’s fun to kill, but them Tuskens sure don’t make it borin’.” The two soldiers continued on toward the cave. The saffron suns painted over the sands as they started to set, giving them an eerie pink hue, fitting for the upcoming mission. They would likely reach the caves by nightfall and the farmers by sunrise, just staying long enough to rest up and eat some rations.

Vice’s smoking habit started to get the best of him though, the long walk in the sun wasn’t exactly conclusive to a smoker’s paradise, halfway through he was jonesing harder than a spice addict at a nightclub on Nar Shaddaa, but he wasn’t about to let his commanding officer know that, and he especially wasn’t about to cast any smoke signals to his enemies, He was confident he and Aedan could take whatever would come, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

The cave was getting closer and closer, just as the sun was getting farther and farther from the top of the sky, moving down the horizon swiftly. It would be a race between the two to see who could get to the cave first; the darkness or the duo. Vice and Aedan likely realized at the same time that they needed to get to cover before the darkness took over, because in the desert there was no such thing as safety at night, but the closest thing to it was the mouth of a cave.

The pair of entered the cave soon before nightfall kissed the entire planet, coating it in her decadent shadows and alluring moonlight to mask the ever present devilish possibilities she wielded. The fun wouldn’t stop there however; deep within the cavern, there stirred life, life just waiting to lash out at the intruders. Vice couldn’t help but address the shiver tracing his spine, “I don’t think these walls got anything in ‘em we wanna screw with, boss.” Shaggy hair waved back and forth as he shook his head in protest, but by that point it was too late, the scratches at the wall had already started, whatever was watching them was closing in.

“I karkin hate this planet.” The smooth drawl of Vice’s voice was soon drown by the sound of his blaster firing at the first creeper to get in his line of sight. The humanoid fell to the ground dead, its body covered in what appeared to be Tusken armors, but they were molded, torn to shreds, and scattered with bloodstains. Whatever Raiders these were did not see the light of day very often. It wasn't long before the first body was replaced with multiple more, all of them coming out of the dark wielding their weapons, they had come to investigate the death of their comrade. "Looks like the whole fam damily's here, boss!" He didn't have enough time to look over at Aedan and see how he was doing, “Go back to whatever hell y’all came from!” The mercenary's voice was more like a roar, followed up by another round of blaster fire into the darkness.

@[member="Aedan Miles"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

@[member="Vice"]

Aedan leapt backward as the beings charged from the cage looking them over and observing how Vice fought in this situation and absently using the force to choke the life from two of them at once his eyes gleaming brightly before he drops the two corpses and reaches with the force to his waist and yanking the lightsaber hilts up into his hands and igniting them. As the silver blades ignite into existence with a snap hiss most of the Tuskan's turn to look towards him and he simply channels the force into himself before he moves forward in a burst of speed the weapons gripped in his hands and held up in the familiar Ataru forms first pose.

As he seems to almost appear in their midst he spins around swinging out his leg up and out as he lands the kick into one of the Tuskans chests and sending him lancing backward into the cave with a loud crack. He turned to face the other his lightsabers flashing up to parry a shot from a weapon deep within the cave. He started to focus the force one more starting to feel the effects of extended use as he located those within the cave and yanked them out hard. As they came tumbling out Aedan greeted them with a flurry of lightsaber strikes his eyes gleaming brighter still.