First days are rough for everybody

[Nyssa]

Coruscant, 1300 hours.

On a planet as lively as Coruscant, with people of every size, shape and form bustled about, it wasn't particularly too hard for a lone humanoid to go unnoticed. Nyssa walked about, staring at each and every thing in wonder, as if it was the first time she had seen any of it. The truth was, that was exactly it. She'd spent all of her life in confined spaces, being worked on and studied; being perfected to her maker's specifications, and only now was she released into the world. Her mind barely even held the concept of what she really was- as far as she knew, she was a human being. As she continued to maneuver through the streets and weave her way between citizens and other obstacles, she lost her footing for a moment and bumped into a rodian carrying some papers. Watching said papers flutter to the ground, Nyssa ducked her head apologetically and stammered out "I-I-i'm sorry! I didn't mean to-" Biting her lip hard, she didn't know what brought about these sudden emotions, she only knew them to be genuine. Reaching down, she helped gather the man's possessions as he tried to waver her away. "Get away girl, I have this handled", he snapped in her direction, causing her to shrink back a little. "O-okay then..." Standing back up fully, she watched the rodian finish gathering his things and walk away, more than a little confused. Was everyone like that? The question remained in her thoughts for a few moments as she continued to stand still, being nudged and pushed around as others walked by, unfazed. Pursing her lips thoughtfully, Nyssa turned back around and continued the direction she had been heading before, oblivious to everything she was seeing.

 

[Andy Khor]

"Damn equipment" Andy had bought a lot of things from the market for his new studio in a small but comfortable apartment he just rented for a whole year. The place had living room, own bathroom with shower, bedroom and kitchen. He would use the living room as his working space. Hex, his droid was carrying one of the two crates, levitating without any effort as Andy was almost sweating after three blocks.

Just when he was a few blocks away from home, someone was running away while a fat twi'lek was shouting on his back "THIEF!" Andy raised an eyebrow and just when the thief was passing by his side he put a foot to trip him down. The human felt to the ground, but stood up fast with a blaster pistol. Andy left the crate in the ground but the thief was about to point amd shoot. Hex couldnt react quickly with the crate in both hands.

[member="Nyssa"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

There was a loud bang, and a splatter of blood and brains on the sidewalk. The thief in question hit the ground in heap of dead weight and twitches, overall it was a rather brutal display. The moral of the story was don't pull your gun unless you're ready for someone else to use theirs on you. But speaking of guns being used, the owner of said slug thrower that made the killing blow was gripped in the hand of a small five foot tall figure with long blonde hair and a black business suit. Adorned in the figure's face was a gas mask that turned its head over to the man holding the crate. As the lifeless light up visor of the mask eyed the man, moving up behind her were a group of men and women that looked like seasoned killers much like herself. All were of course dressed in matching black suits.

"You gotta be careful kid, don't you know this is coruscant? Plenty of crazies just looking for an excuse to kill someone. Myself included of course." Blonde said as she stepped forward towards the man.

By the looks of him he had the soft demeanor of an artist. Not deadly in any way and relatively harmless. He'd be easy enough to intimidate after seeing a man die in front of him and have a gun waved in his face. It was best to wrap this up before the fuzz got involved. After all she did just blow a man's brains out in broad daylight, even if it was to save his life.

"Now you're not going to give me an excuse to have you join your friend on the ground over here, right? Because that would just be a shame. So did you see anything?" Blonde asked as she casually waved her pistol in the direction of the boy.

Honestly she didn't want to hurt him. She saved his life, and even though normally she wouldn't do such a thing. She felt bad for him. But appearances needed to be met, and Miss Blonde was still a crime lord. So while her inner mom wanted to make sure the kid was okay and give him a hug, she was wearing the mask. And when you wore the mask you weren't yourself anymore, you were Syndicate. That was that.

"Now pick yourself up."

[member="Nyssa"] [member="Andy Khor"]

 

[Jai Katan]

Jai turned, hearing the commotion. He stopped, wondering if anyone had gotten hurt. He slowly snooped over with the gathering crowd to peruse the situation. As he Faked credentials, he yelled, "Stand back, I'm a doctor." This was obviously a scam. Jai checked the man's pockets slyly, and, finding nothing, exclaimed, "Blast!" "What is it?" A woman from the crowd asked. Faking a reason, Jai said, "this man's beyond help."

Turning to one of the members of the crowd, he asked, "what happened exactly?" As he was filled in on the story, the police came and removed the body.

He looked over at the shooter, a woman who seemed familiar, although they'd never met.....

[member="Miss Blonde"] | [member="Andy Khor"] | [member="Nyssa"]

 

[Erica Narrotti]

Erica , after leaving a bar for a quick drink, took in a deep breath. The corusaunt air tasted of smoke, death, and ill fortunes. Wanting to leave e planet as quickly as possible, she hurriedly walked to the nearby spaceport, where her TIE advanced was parked. Along the way, she surveyed the small crowd gathering, apparently around a corpse. Ignoring it as the police had arrived she continued to walk, passing by a somewhat glum looking girl, and a flustered Rodian.


Nyssa

 

[Nyssa]

Just as she went to retreat back into her own head, it was as if the world exploded around her. First, a scream for help, followed by a man running off in one direction. He was thrown off-balance by another man in the crowd, only to grab something from his side and point it out. Nyssa didn't know what the shiny black device was, but the one it was pointed at seemed scared, horrified even. Then, before anyone could move, a masked woman walked over and pulled out a similar device, and in an instant, it turned the thief's head to mush. Covering her mouth in shock and fascination, Nyssa leaned in with the growing crowd around the scene to get a better look. Where his head had been, there was a gaping hole, surrounded by dark red liquid and tiny pieces of flesh and organ. The shiny device had killed him, terminated his life. A growing feeling of unease settled over her and her face involuntarily contorted into one of disgust. This place was horrible! Backing up from the scene, Nyssa turned swiftly and ran, causing yet more commotion from the crowd. For all anyone in the area knew now, she may have been connected somehow to the scene. However, all she knew was that she needed to get out of there and find a place to calm down. A yell came from the crowd, supposedly for her, and she turned back, only to instantly collide head-first with a pole. Her world went black.

[member="Erica Narrotti"] [member="Miss Blonde"] [member="Jai Katan"] [member="Andy Khor"]

 

[Andy Khor]

Of course but he thought he would be dealing with a knife, not a blaster. The girl was like a badass but he wouldnt say that. At least not to her face just when she was thinking into letting him alive "Not going to tell anyone, dont worry" he raised his hands then walked back, thankful because of the help, but a little shocked. He still didnt get use to see someone die, and that was the closest death he had seen. A officer appear at the scene and started taking notes, but Andy didnt wanted to talk to him with a misterious crate. Andy spin his body with the crate and walked out of the crowd, only to look a girl on the floor at the end of the street, knocked out beside a pole. Apparently the crowd was still around the dead thief, and others were getting close to see what happened so nobody notice her. Andy left the crate to the side and moved the shoulder of the short cut hair "Hey are you alright?" Hex was floating behind him taking watch. The DJ assume she hit herself with the pole in a distraction of looking at the robbery and murder that just went on "The guy from before should hire me to be a freaking investigator or something" thought looking around for some medic.

[member='Nyssa'] [member='Miss Blonde'][member='Jai Katan']

 

[Miss Blonde]

Damn right she looked familiar, Miss Blonde was only one of the most wanted people in the galaxy. A crime lord whose influence stretched from the deep core to wild space, she practically ran most of Nar Shaddaa and had complete control over Hutta Town. But now that the brief description was done, Miss Blonde had to get to stepping. Crowds and police weren't really her thing, and the cops would certainly want to question her and see if her firearm was registered. Surprise surprise though, it wasn't. So more than likely facing a man slaughter charge on top of an illegal firearm charge, that was enough for her to know when stepping was a good thing.

"You're going to file your report and forget you ever saw me. I'm free to go." Miss Blonde said to the police officer that approached her.

"I'm going to file my report and forget I ever saw you. You're free to go." The officer answered in a hypnotized tone.

Blonde looked down at the man who was an eager little pick pocket and shook her head at him, informing him it would be a very very poor decision to make a move on her and the company of killers she kept with her. People tended to live longer when they headed her advice, she was not one to be trifled with. She didn't get to where she was through being a nice person. There was a lot of ladder climbing and throat slitting.

"Good day." Blonde tucked her pistol away and quickly started to step out of the crowd with her small group of men following her.

But before she could leave, her eyes tracked over to a woman who had flung herself face first into a pole. She hit the ground and Miss Blonde let out a soft chuckle under her mask. It was pretty funny after all. After she was laid out on the ground, the boy she saved stood up and and rushed over to help her. It was certainly an interesting situation, one that she would keep an eye on.

"Keep an eye on them. If they talk to the cops, kill them." Pretty straight forward.

Blonde ordered a few of her goons to break off the group and watch over the two and their potential budding romance. As for her, she simply walked over towards the nearest alleyway away from the crowds and slipped into it with a few of her men behind her.

[member="Nyssa"] [member="Andy Khor"] [member="Jai Katan"] [member="Erica Narrotti"]

 

[Nyssa]

"Hey, are you alright?"

Nyssa's eyes opened back up easily, and she looked around, feeling a small headache coming on. Sitting up, she nodded to the man who had rushed to her side. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you." She stared at him for a second. Perhaps not everyone was bad? It was a good thought to have. Diversity was a good thing, especially in cases like this, where emotion and morality was on the line. Standing up slowly, the blonde brushed her hair to the side and continued onward, like nothing had happened. Being as new to the galaxy as she was, she didn't quite know the concept of conversation and, despite whatever objections the man might have had, it was doubtful she'd understand much unless forced to a lecture on being civil. However, she was curious of something as she spotted the masked blonde walking off some ways off. Quickening her pace, she hurried along so as not to lose the woman, but at the same time kept her distance so that she would not be noticed too easily. Unfortunately, she wasn't exactly sneaky either, and soon found herself mere feet behind the other.

[member="Miss Blonde"] [member="Andy Khor"] [member="Erica Narrotti"]

 

[Erica Narrotti]

As she rushed back to her ship, a group of men, along with the masked woman with blond hair, followed by the flustered woman from earlier. Silently, she altered her course to see what was going on, quickly catching up with the flustered woman. Laying a hand on e woman's shoulder, she caught her by suprise, halting her forward momentum.

"Hey. Who are you?"

 

[Andy Khor]

Andy saw the girl walking off and he scratched his head without knowing how he got up so fast after that hit "This is very uncommon" He grabbed the crate once more and was going to follow the rendevouz point to drop by and sell the content of the crates he and Hex were carrying. Andy didnt wanted to scare off the girl, and she said she was find so he could be on his way. The misterious blonde "Maybe i´ll ask her name later...Hex can you follow the girl without her noticing? There is something strange about her and better a droid to do the job" "Alright but you owe me...well nothing. I hate not being paid" "One day when i get paid with credits" Hex floated of to a roof and follow the girl at a distance

[member='Nyssa'] [member='Miss Blonde'] [member='Erica Narrotti']

 

[Miss Blonde]

There were many things that Miss Blonde liked in life. Nice clothes, fast speeders, good food and drink. She was a person who enjoyed the finer things the galaxy had to offer. From her shinning palaces to her suave and stylish casinos, they were all things that Miss Blonde enjoyed. Although there were things that she disliked as well. One of them was being followed, that was pretty up there on the list of things that she didn't like. Especially when they were potential witnesses of a potential murder possibly trying to get a good look at the shooter. That was a great way to find yourself at the business end of a pistol.

So as she and her crew walked through the deep alleyways of Coruscant, they were quickly made aware that they were being followed. When you were a criminal as long as Miss Blonde was, you learned when you were being followed. It was a skill that you needed to have if you didn't want to find yourself behind bars, or worse in front of a firing squad. So what was Blonde to do? Flip around and pull out her pistol and ventilate her chest and whoever else's was around? That wasn't the best idea since the cops were figuratively and literally right around the corner. A blade then? Maybe if she was fast enough she could get a kill shot in before she knew what had happened. Then again even a slight scream might attract the police. Option three seemed the best then.

Suddenly Miss Blonde and her gang of guards stopped in their tracks and stood still for a moment before the sound of fingers snapping rang out. Parting like the Red Sea, the men in formation split themselves down the middle to reveal the back of the short blonde haired mobster.

"People who follow me tend to give up their addiction to oxygen." Miss Blonde said before twisting her body back a bit to look at the two girls who seemed to be following her.

Her mask's lenses glowed with a dark yellow as they traced over the two. They both appeared to be pretty low on the threat level, nothing she couldn't handle it push came to shove. Hell, even her bodyguards could take care of them, and they were mostly just there for looks. But the situation still needed to be addressed. Turning around her gas mask showed in its full intimidating splendor.

"I'm going to make myself very clear. I'm not the person to mess with. Now stop following me, because I'm really not in the mood right now. So if you have something to say then nows the time." Blonde was a pretty straight to the point.

"Make it quick." Blonde said in a very menacing tone.

[member="Jai Katan"] [member="Erica Narrotti"] [member="Nyssa"] [member="Andy Khor"]

 

[Silas Mantis]

His sights were set on her, and he had no intent of hiding himself. Beskar on, weapons in their sheaths and holsters, Silas Mantis made no attempt to make himself unseen as he shoved past police officers and made a beeline for one of the galaxy's most wanted, [member="Miss Blonde"]. Though he wasn't looking to collect any bounty on her, in fact he simply wished to talk. The woman's group had bounties on innumerable people across the galaxy, but it was her Ace of Spades that interested him most of anything. It was a job that he'd take on free of charge, all he needed to know was anything she did.

Rounding the corner the armor clad Mandalorian found himself simply watching from behind the two girls. They'd followed someone incredibly dangerous, if they died it was on them, just as it was on him if Blonde decided to kill him. He'd fight like hell, that was a guarantee from his family, but he'd lose. His time in the mercenary world had been spent fighting mostly bush wars against under trained enemies for a payout, he wasn't ready to take on anyone as strong in the force as the crime lord. Not yet.

Despite his relative detachment to Mandalore itself, the death of Aditya and little Yasha, they weighed on him like nothing else, and to make matters worse Preliat was gone, taken by the First Order and forced into something if he had to guess. He didn't know, he'd find out when he found his brother and asked him face to face. Then they could deliver whatever bastard was responsible to the Black Tie Syndicate and in turn to Mandalore, just in as many pieces as was possible to keep them alive and sensitive to pain. It was still mercy compared to what they deserved.

In silence the man locked his gaze onto the crime lord, and gave a small nod of respect, and said nothing more, letting whatever was about to happen occur without his interference.

[member="Andy Khor"]
[member="Erica Narrotti"]
[member="Nyssa"]
[member="Jai Katan"]

 

[Nyssa]

As a hand touched her shoulder, Nyssa didn't stop, as a matter of fact. Actually, her sheer weight would have pulled the other girl along with her, had she decided to continue to hold on. Nyssa would look back at the other blonde (so many blondes!) in curiosity for a moment, only to return her gaze to the crime lord. By the time this had happened, masked woman was fully facing her, as were a few other people who seemed to be with her. When she spoke, she did so with such strength and authority that it suddenly reminded her of the voice of the man who had raised her to know the basics she kept with her at all times. Stern and to a point, as if just listening could cut you. Trying to answer, her words came out tiny as she tried not to stammer. "I-I'm sorry I... I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. I was just curious, I, um, I've never seen anything like that. I..." Her thoughts collapsed in on themselves and she figured then that she'd said enough. What if she did the same thing to her as she did to the man from before? Nyssa liked her head very much, and didn't feel too good about parting with it so soon.

[member="Silas Mantis"] [member="Miss Blonde"] [member="Erica Narrotti"] [member="Jai Katan"]

 

[Erica Narrotti]

Erica, staring into the gasmasked face, suddenly realized who this girl was following.

"Get behind me."

Erica pulled her lightsaber from the depths of her cloak and activated it. She was facing Miss Blonde, one of the most notorious crime lords in the galaxy. While doing this she activated her comlink, " Erin, I could use some back up."

 

[Jai Katan]

Looking over, Jai saw a mysterious girl slide something from her robes, most likely a lightsaber. He slid his blaster out of it's holster. His armor activated, his Scanners could tell the girl was about to kill. He walked over to the girl, noticing her glare at the familiar woman. "Hold on now. What do you think you're doing?"


[member="Miss Blonde"] | [member="Nyssa"] | [member="Silas Mantis"] | [member="Erica Narrotti"]

 

[Erin Thranost]

Erin was returning to his a-wing at the meet-up point between him and Erica, when he had received the call.

' Erin, I need some back up.'
Sighing, he altered course to her coordinates, readying for a fight.

As he picked up pace he began talking to himself, "Erica what did you do now..."

 

[Erica Narrotti]

"What do you think you're doing?"
The voice, coupled with the feeling that there was a gun pointed at her, chilled Erica's spine. Keep calm, she told her self.

" Getting ready to fight a crime lord, what about you?"

She activated her Saber, the brilliant blue blade sprung from the grip.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Children. That's who was approaching her right now. A group of faceless nobodies who contributed so little to this galaxy, that if they were to die here and now nobody in the galaxy would care or even so much as give a flying kark. She was Miss &$@#ing Blonde, leader of criminals and professional killer. If she wanted all she'd have to do is make a phone call and have a few men standing outside these kid's parent's houses with a blaster rifle and a few knives. So when the little Jedi pulled the saber on her, it was safe to assume she was mad. Like mad enough to have her whole family killed. But, she had to show some form of restraint. There was a fellow wolf among the sheep.

"Silas." Blonde said as her head cocked over to the mandalorian.

"Been a while since Geonosis. I'm sorry about your brother and your family, they deserved better than that. You working again?" She was of course addressing if he was here to try and claim the bounty.

While Silas didn't know exactly who Blonde really was, she knew him quite intimately. They had shared a battlefield many years ago, and fought for the same cause. That's where she had first encountered the Mandalorian, but there was more to the story. She had cloned an entire army from his brother Preliat, so she had to look into Preliat's genetic makeup and relatives. So it was safe to assume Blonde knew him down to a genetic level. Either way she'd have to put Silas on the back burner for now. She had to get back to the kids.

"Silas my dear, please give me a moment. I need to handle this." Blonde said as she took a step forward.

Her head cocked over to the kid with a lightsaber in her hand. She was a child, and Blonde was going to scold her like one. They'd know that she wasn't someone you crossed paths with lightly, and if you were coming at it her it better be to kill. Because she'd hit you back twice as hard in return.

"Do you know who I am? I'm Miss Blonde. Raider of Roon, Sacker of Christophsis, Kidnapper of Silver Jedi, Butcher of Alexandria, Slayer of the Hutt Clan, Ruler of Nar Shaddaa. Do you know how I got those titles?" Blonde asked as she started to undo her black coat.

With the buttons coming undone, the woman passed it over to a nearby guard. Taking it he politely folded it and stepped out of Blonde's way to reveal what she had on underneath it. Twin pistols, knives, ammo belts, and a force imbued sword strapped to her back along with a few grenades and force imbued trinkets. The woman was a walking armory with weapons specifically designed to kill force users and NFUs alike.

"I killed a lot of people, like a lot a lot. Sith Lords, Jedi Masters, Witch Masters, commando teams, senate guards, bounty hunters, mercenaries. All of which would put up a much bigger fight than any of you ever could." Continuing to step forward, Miss Blonde eventually made it up to the young Jedi to the point where she was well within her personal bubble.

"So if you think you got the stones to try, then do it. Because if you fail, I'm not gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill your whole family while you watch, then when you're begging for death. I'll mercifully grant you that last request, because I'm a nice person. But if you walk away right now, go about your business. And leave me and the mando over there to talk. Then we'll pretend this never happened. So the choice is yours. Be the millionth person to try and kill me and put your family at risk. Or walk away." Once more, Blonde wasn't the person to be crossed.

Now it was time to see the group's reaction. While the large clueless blonde girl seemed interesting and a good potential asset, she had to first get the others in line.

[member="Silas Mantis"] [member="Nyssa"] [member="Erica Narrotti"] [member="Jai Katan"]

 

[Jai Katan]

"Oh, so you're a Jedi. I thought as much. I'm guessing you can't be more than a padawan, judging by your Padawan Braid. Look, just run off to your master, and nobody gets hurt. Besides, aren't Jedi 'keepers of peace?'" Jai said as he saw the blade ignite. Slowly, he raised the blaster to his hip, deactivated the safety and waited.


He had the gun out for a couple reasons, the main one being he felt the need to protect his interests. His 'interests,' in this case, happened to be [member="Miss Blonde"]. Even though she had a Group full of armored guards, he would join the fight. Gladly.

[member="Nyssa"] | [member="Erica Narrotti"] | [member="Andy Khor"] | [member="Silas Mantis"]