Jack Sparrow
Captain
Obroa-skai
Celebratus Archive
Captain Jack Sparrow, Galactic Republic Senator from Kashyyyk, stood before Teeqo, the Chazrach Chief Librarian (Em-Seven Beta section, B439211H-B44870Z inclusive). The five foot, four inch reptilian wrung his clawed, green-brown hands together, nodding as if in agreement with his own discomfort.
"It's organic, you see," said Teeqo.
"Ah. Well, let me see if I understand you correctly, Mr. Teeqo. You're telling me that this grand galactic library has, in its medical reference section, a subsection dedicated to the collection of viruses from throughout time, and throughout the galaxy."
"Yes, Captain. Essentially correct."
"Essentially?" asked Jack, his head cocking to one side. "How essentially, exactly? I'd think you either have a subsection dedicated to the collection of viruses from throughout time and throughout the galaxy, or you do not have."
The Chazrach nodded. "We do."
"And one of those viruses has now been reported missing?"
"Discovered."
"Discovered missing?"
"Ess--"
"Ah ah ah," interjected Jack, raising a finger.
"Not missing, Captain, exactly. Stolen. We've called in a Jedi investigator."
"No!" said Jack, looking crestfallen. "Why would you do that?"
The Chazrach's shoulders slumped. "It was not me, Captain. It was Third Archivist Mumm Thurly who called the Jedi. Or a Jedi, specifically. He knows her from somewhere."
"Her?" asked Jack, a bit more interested.
"Whereas I contacted you, of course, Captain, because of...well." The Chazrach looked at the floor.
Jack nodded. "Your sister's desire to see Obroa-skai return to the Republic, and to serve as its senator. You're quite loyal to your family, Mr. Teego. It's commendable. And exploitable."
"We need your help, Captain. If word gets out that a sample of the Gulag Virus has been stolen---"
"The Gulag Virus?" barked Jack, taking a step back.
--"our reputation will be ruined!"
Jack shifted his weight and leaned forward conspiratorially, "Mate, if someone figures out a way to replicate the Gulag Virus, your reputation may be the only bloody thing that survives." He pondered for a moment. "This is the same Gulag Virus that wiped out half of the galactic population some four hundred years ago, yes?"
"Ess...yes."
"Yes. And if I recover this for you, you, the library, the planet of Obroa-skai, and the whole bloody universe will be forever in my debt, yes? And it's pretty bloody likely Obroa-skai will consent to join the Galactic Republic?"
"Most assuredly, Captain."
Jack wrinkled his nose, finally huffing out a breath. "Very well, Mr. Teego. You've got yourself a deal. Now let's go look at what librarians consider to be what we in the pirate captain trade refer to as 'evidence.'"
[member="Tionne Thanewulf"]
Celebratus Archive
Captain Jack Sparrow, Galactic Republic Senator from Kashyyyk, stood before Teeqo, the Chazrach Chief Librarian (Em-Seven Beta section, B439211H-B44870Z inclusive). The five foot, four inch reptilian wrung his clawed, green-brown hands together, nodding as if in agreement with his own discomfort.
"It's organic, you see," said Teeqo.
"Ah. Well, let me see if I understand you correctly, Mr. Teeqo. You're telling me that this grand galactic library has, in its medical reference section, a subsection dedicated to the collection of viruses from throughout time, and throughout the galaxy."
"Yes, Captain. Essentially correct."
"Essentially?" asked Jack, his head cocking to one side. "How essentially, exactly? I'd think you either have a subsection dedicated to the collection of viruses from throughout time and throughout the galaxy, or you do not have."
The Chazrach nodded. "We do."
"And one of those viruses has now been reported missing?"
"Discovered."
"Discovered missing?"
"Ess--"
"Ah ah ah," interjected Jack, raising a finger.
"Not missing, Captain, exactly. Stolen. We've called in a Jedi investigator."
"No!" said Jack, looking crestfallen. "Why would you do that?"
The Chazrach's shoulders slumped. "It was not me, Captain. It was Third Archivist Mumm Thurly who called the Jedi. Or a Jedi, specifically. He knows her from somewhere."
"Her?" asked Jack, a bit more interested.
"Whereas I contacted you, of course, Captain, because of...well." The Chazrach looked at the floor.
Jack nodded. "Your sister's desire to see Obroa-skai return to the Republic, and to serve as its senator. You're quite loyal to your family, Mr. Teego. It's commendable. And exploitable."
"We need your help, Captain. If word gets out that a sample of the Gulag Virus has been stolen---"
"The Gulag Virus?" barked Jack, taking a step back.
--"our reputation will be ruined!"
Jack shifted his weight and leaned forward conspiratorially, "Mate, if someone figures out a way to replicate the Gulag Virus, your reputation may be the only bloody thing that survives." He pondered for a moment. "This is the same Gulag Virus that wiped out half of the galactic population some four hundred years ago, yes?"
"Ess...yes."
"Yes. And if I recover this for you, you, the library, the planet of Obroa-skai, and the whole bloody universe will be forever in my debt, yes? And it's pretty bloody likely Obroa-skai will consent to join the Galactic Republic?"
"Most assuredly, Captain."
Jack wrinkled his nose, finally huffing out a breath. "Very well, Mr. Teego. You've got yourself a deal. Now let's go look at what librarians consider to be what we in the pirate captain trade refer to as 'evidence.'"
[member="Tionne Thanewulf"]