For The Ones Who Are Dead

[Sin1]

Razer had been sent here by Crucix as One Sith's connection to Red Ravens, but this was more then just for One Sith, no Razer saw an opportunity to make good with Shadow Empire here too. Landing on the planet of Antecedent, Razer would slide off his hood, his new long, and jet black hair dancing in the small breeze from the ship's engines turning off. He took in a deep breath, he liked it here. It smelled like..fun. He smirked to himself, and began to walk forward in something Romeo had sent for good will, and luck. Romeo did care after all. The Dark Jedi robes felt nice to wear, they were comfortable, and warm. His red eyes danced from scene to scene of the planet. The OS treaty had come in pretty handy for a lot of people, and the Sith didn't even know it was going to back fire on them,
He didnt wear that mask thing that came with it, he kept it locked on the belt, but the whole mask thing had been his brother's fashion statement. He rolled his neck, and smirked. Felt good to be on a mission.

He had been told out to get to the Dragon Palace Casino, fancy name, he liked it. Wondered how many good looking Chiss girls could be found here. He didnt have much to read on Cryax, but knew Chiss, and they were a prideful, very prideful people. He shrugged to himself, and kept walking, his boots clicked on each step taken. On his belt his mask was next to his lightsaber, a normal orange blade, nothing special. Finally at the casino, he stepped up to the door, and wondered what he would find inside, would it be a rad place, strobe lights, and fog? Or fancy golden crap? He couldnt wait to step in. but the guards at the front held a hand up, and said to kark off. What did he do? "I am with the One Sith." He leaned in with a whisper to the bigger of the two guards. He hoped this would get him in, and not hit. The guard nodded, and they both got out of his way, opening the door for him. -Well...that was almost too easy.-

Stepping inside, the music was loud, and the people numerous. Already he regretted this, too many people for him. He was starting to fill a little crowded, and tried to shrug it off. -Where would the..Ahhh- The VIP room would always be the highest one...right?

[member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Cryax Bane]

Club Lush was the VIP area of the Dragon Palace Casino, cordoned off by velvet ropes, endomorphic bouncers, and a line of wannabes desperately trying to get in. It was there that Cryax Bane was sharing a table with his old frenemy, Nyeb, the Bothan black market hardware junkie who had tried to rip the Chiss off on more than one occasion. Why he kept inviting Nyeb back to do business with him, Cryax couldn't figure out. Maybe because the guy had that twinkle in his eye every time he got some half-cocked idea and somehow managed to suck everyone else down in his quicksand of enthusiasm about a new piece of tech that was going to be the "next biggest thing." Cryax was currently trying out version 2.0 of Nyeb's Mind Evaporator for use at the casino and the fething thing was still glitchy as frell.

His glowing red eyes narrowed at the Bothan and he cursed at him in Cheuhn as he'd done many times before. "Csei s ei cart ran'cuzo ch'a tas bah k'pah vah euhn chuff ros!" he shouted, jabbing a blue-skinned finger in Nyeb's shaggy face. Then he hunched over the device and pointed. "Look here. The proton pack isn't giving the chair enough juice." He rolled his eyes. "I could design one of these in my sleep, you amateur." Cryax's Gamorean guards simply stood there and let the Chiss berate the guy, the looks on their faces said they were about as excited as watching grass grow.

[member="Razer Sin"]

 

[Sin1]

[member="Cryax Bane"]
Razer walked around for a bit, admiring the architecture of the place, it truly looked like a palace. -Romeo should would like this place I bet.- He thought to himself. The music was hip, and the people seemed to be enjoyable, but Razer wasnt here for the party life, no instead, he was here to be under this blue guy named Cryax Bane, and take his orders. "There's worse..I guess." He could still be training with Crucix at the moment, yeah that could be worse. In his own native tongue he curse has some young woman bumped into him. "Watch where you'er going."
She pushed past the woman, who proceeded in an attempt to it him in the back of the head. The force did a little ping in the back of his skull, and he ducked, and turned to look at the woman. In Vahla to basic this would have been interpreted as, "Woman, I am about two seconds from flaying you right here, right now." He gave a look of intense anger, and turned back to head to what he assumed was the VIP room. Finally he made it to the door of the place after dodging drunks, and flirts. He took a breath, and opened the door, he quickly shouted "OH!" As he closed the door in a quick manner. He just witnessed things no person should ever see. He turned, and scratched his head. There was another door, well it was more like a arch way with red drapes hanging in front of it.

Guarding it were two large bouncers, to which Razer knew wouldnt let him through. They were looking at him too, with eyes that said, "Yeah, you aint getting through." Razer sighed, -Why, why must it be this hard?- He walked up to them, and spoke. "Good evening gentlemen, I have a meeting with your employer, Mr. Cryax Bane." They looked at each other then back at him. The smaller one grunted. "Right, get back pretty boy." and flexed his muscles at Razer. He sighed again. Honestly, this wasnt the best way to show up to your new boss, but screw it. Pulling in the force, Razer simply welded himself to the darkness, and sent his hands forward. The force rushed forward, and slammed into the the bouncers, and throwing them into the room. Razer stepped forward, and pushed the drapes away. His red eyes of a predator examining the room, till they landed on one blue man. "Cryax Bane?" Razer simply said.

 

[Cryax Bane]

There was a large thud as Club Lush's bouncers came flying into the club, and about twelve nearby security guards drew their weapons amid a symphony of safeties clicking off. Cryax whirled around at the noise and saw a young man standing near the entrance in dark Jedi robes. Nyeb and his crew took cover behind the table. as they had been disarmed upon entering the club. The Chiss crime boss had no idea who this man was but he was in the mood to handle the intruder himself. Narrowing his glowing red eyes, Cryax marched directly towards the man, holding up his hand at his guards who continued to train their blasters on the newcomer. The man was barely out of his teens, way too young to be messing with one of the kings of the Outer Rim underworld. Cryax smirked. He wouldn't hurt the youngster. Much.

"What the frell do you think you're doing?" He hissed, getting right up in the guy's face. He swept a blue-skinned hand around the room to indicate his security detail. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't command these guards to open fire right on your Moactan Teel ass right now, eh?"

The guards simply stood by, unmoving, blasters still aimed at [member="Razer Sin"]'s head, just waiting for their boss to give the signal to shoot.

 

[Sin1]

[member="Cryax Bane"]

Razer was known to freeze up in awkward moments, this was not one of them, and nor did he feel in trouble either. The dark jedi looked Cryax in the eyes, and didnt blink when he spoke. "Because the One Sith sent me." He said in a very dark, and cold tone. Razer didnt like the fact that Crucix had not sent word before hand that he was coming to the planet the Red Ravens called home. He sighed. He looked behind Cryax, blinked once, and looked back at the Chiss. In Vahla he said, "Give me a reason not to burn this place down." He smirked at the comment he made in his native tongue." Razer spoke once more, but in basic this time. "Cryax I presume? You're the only blue person here. Unless he's hiding in that group of guards, which I doubt. I heard you had quite the flare, I am glad this reputation is true." He looked around the club, taking in the scenery again. "Nice place." He complimented in a truthful tone. "I am Razer Sin, second son to Crucix Sin, the Sith Lord Darth Geddon, brother to Romeo Sin, the Shadow King. It's a pleasure to meet you king of hackers, and the color blue."

-Now what? What would Romeo do?- He thought to himself without showing any emotion on his face, but amusement. Razer's smirk left his lips, and he bowed. "I am to be under your service, until I am called back to the service of the Sith. I will be your connection to One Sith, and abled body working hand. You are to use me as you see fit, under logical situations of course."

 

[Cryax Bane]

At the mention of the One Sith, Cryax's steely expression transformed into one more closely resembling reverence. The One Sith had a treaty with the Red Ravens and the Chiss didn't want to do anything to sabotage that alliance. It would have been nice for someone to karking warn him that an ambassador of the One Sith was being sent today so that he didn't make an ass out of himself. Didn't anyone have any fething secretaries anymore? He ran his fingers trhough his blue-black hair and forced a smile at the young man.

"Yes, I'm Cryax," said the young Chiss. "Head of the Red Ravens Criminal Syndicate." Cryax had to admit he didn't recognize any of the family names that Razer rattled off. Some Sith noble people he'd never heard of. But he was definitely familiar with one name in particular. The Shadow King, who lead the fleets and armies of the Shadow Empire. "The pleasure's mine, Mr. Sin." he said with a smirk. "Sorry about the, uh, confusion at the door. It seems that someone's signals got crossed and your arrival wasn't properly announced. All of those involved in that snafu will be fired, I assure you."

The Chiss turned and growled at Nyeb and his people. "LEAVE!" he shouted. With that the Bothans packed up their Mind Evaporator and hurried away, cursing in Bothese and giving him rude Bothan hand gestures. He took a seat at the table and gestured for Razer to do the same. "Let's discuss this arrangement then, Mr. Sin." he said, his gleaming red eyes appraising the other man.

[member="Razer Sin"]

 

[Sin1]

[member="Cryax Bane"]

Razer gave the Bith a death stare as he walked by, and just before the Bith could make it down the stairs, Razer made a small gesture with his two fingers, causing the force to creep up on the ugly leader, and trip him, causing him to fall down the stairs with no injuries. Just his ego was hurt. Razer smiled, and chuckled to himself. "There's steps, watch em'." He said, and then looked back at the Chiss. "Yes, that makes me a bit peeved that they didnt send word. I feel this is more my fault though, maybe I could have made my presence more known?" He followed behind the man, and tooj a seat across from him. "No need to fire anyone...I'm sure its from my side of things." He leaned back, and tried to relax in his seat. "Please, just Sin, or Razer. Either will do." Razer's blood red irises darkened as he found himself able to be a little more comfortable here.

"As I said, I am here under your leadership, till I am needed again." He began. "I must say, getting here was...quite the journey, but it was worth it. This is a fine city. People look generally happy here, though that may just be drugs..Im not sure." Razer looked at Cryax more closely, and found the man looked no older then himself. That was odd, maybe Chiss aged well. The man looked like a rebel though, like he was living like a rockstar. Probably because he was.

 

[Cryax Bane]

As a rolling Astromech bar droid handed them drinks, Cryax chuckled as the Sith tripped Nyeb. He was beginning to like this young Sith with the red eyes and long black hair. The Chiss sipped his drink and nodded his head. "Sin it is, then. I sure hope you live up to that namesake," he said with a smirk. Sure Cryax was subtly flirting with the other man, but his statement was ambiguous enough to be taken any way the Sith wanted.

"I'm honored to have you in our ranks, Sin. Please stay as long as you like and enjoy the many pleasantries the city and the casino have to offer, including drugs, women, men, anything your heart desires. I don't want to talk your ear off about business, but I would love to discuss how our organizations can benefit one another. And specifically enemies that our groups share," Here Cryax paused and his eyes glinted with malice. "And how we can crush them."

[member="Razer Sin"]

 

[Sin1]

[member="Cryax Bane"]

Razer took the drink offered, and lifted it to his nose, and took a long, silent inhale. It smelt amazingly alcoholic. Razer took a sip, and closed his eyes for a very brief moment, enjoying the toxic drink. He was listening to the Chiss as he spoke, and he was listening close, for anything that hinted to a lie, or more. Anything that could give him more of a idea on who this man was. His namesake huh?

"It all depends on what side you want me to live up too...I guess." He shrugged.

A honor too? Well all the flattery in this room was a little much. Razer's eyes moved away from the Chiss' stare, and took a small breath, His cheeks colored a little, just enough to notice it. "Please, let us discuss them, and ways to annihilate them from the galaxy." He took another sip of his drink, in his own thoughts, he figured he was going to need more of this.

"As it goes, anyone not with the One Sith, are against the One Sith, whether they truly are, or not. It was a most wise choice to strike a treaty with us, though...I feel I know not what this treaty states fully. I also know not what all allies we possess." He smirked. The red eyes of his began to burn a little in color.

Now he just had to figure out how to word the offer of the Shadow Empire to him.