Son of Triam
The Wheel...
With the revived Hutt Cartel running once more independently of the Black Sun Syndicate it would be interesting how the criminal underworld would be playing out now a days. Not that that matters all that much to Triam Akovin, who has only been in business for a little while, and was tried for Treason and nearly imprisoned for the rest of her natural life on the first job. So her luck wasn't the best right now, but she was confident that she could at least garner some kind of reputation of avoiding the Republic's highest security prison for criminals like her and getting away with it. She literally got away with murder, and a slue of other crimes. She needed both hands to count them just for what she was charged for on Onderon alone. She hadn't gotten over the guilt of killing an Officer who was just doing his job, but she forgotten it most times while her heart burned with furious passion for the Jedi who took her had.
She flexed the thing as she walked to the specific location her contacts had told her was looking for just the right type of work she was looking for. The phantom pains were killing her right now, and it made her more agitated and hot headed than usual. She hope she didn't blow getting hired over a blow out. She wasn't one easily contained under pressure and agitation. She still managed to get her Phrik and Ultrachrome though, along with Cortosis and an amazing score of Songsteel. She didn't even know what to do with the stuff. It wasn't worth selling to this Hutt in the amounts she got, but she'd find someone who wanted her smidgen of Songsteel. She was going to use that Cortosis for arm guards... and something else she had made a blue print on not too long ago. Her armor was still in the process of forging, so she was still stuck in crap armor.
She approached the building, and held up a holo device showing that she was here on official business.
"I'm here for..." She quickly glanced at the image, "Popo? Hm, funny name. Popo the Hutt, yeah I'm here because of his Material job."
@[member="Popo"]
With the revived Hutt Cartel running once more independently of the Black Sun Syndicate it would be interesting how the criminal underworld would be playing out now a days. Not that that matters all that much to Triam Akovin, who has only been in business for a little while, and was tried for Treason and nearly imprisoned for the rest of her natural life on the first job. So her luck wasn't the best right now, but she was confident that she could at least garner some kind of reputation of avoiding the Republic's highest security prison for criminals like her and getting away with it. She literally got away with murder, and a slue of other crimes. She needed both hands to count them just for what she was charged for on Onderon alone. She hadn't gotten over the guilt of killing an Officer who was just doing his job, but she forgotten it most times while her heart burned with furious passion for the Jedi who took her had.
She flexed the thing as she walked to the specific location her contacts had told her was looking for just the right type of work she was looking for. The phantom pains were killing her right now, and it made her more agitated and hot headed than usual. She hope she didn't blow getting hired over a blow out. She wasn't one easily contained under pressure and agitation. She still managed to get her Phrik and Ultrachrome though, along with Cortosis and an amazing score of Songsteel. She didn't even know what to do with the stuff. It wasn't worth selling to this Hutt in the amounts she got, but she'd find someone who wanted her smidgen of Songsteel. She was going to use that Cortosis for arm guards... and something else she had made a blue print on not too long ago. Her armor was still in the process of forging, so she was still stuck in crap armor.
She approached the building, and held up a holo device showing that she was here on official business.
"I'm here for..." She quickly glanced at the image, "Popo? Hm, funny name. Popo the Hutt, yeah I'm here because of his Material job."
@[member="Popo"]