In To The Pit

[Johash Baff]

(RAXUS PRIME)
(Salvage Camp)

the planate of Raxus Prime was seen by most as the pit of the galaxy. but to mr Baff she was a beauty. the planate was littered with mountains of ancient treasures and mysterious depth which no man had stepped foot in for hundreds of years. the gritty surface of the planet had an eerie deadness, but under the jagged rusty crust, the planet was very much alive. rodents and other unmentionable creatures lurked within the forgotten corridors of ships far beneath Johash's feet. he had been on the planet for almost a year now and his operations had only managed to scratch the surface. but now that was going to change. finally he had been able to gain entrance to one of many catacombs. the entrance was fond under the reck of a old separatist supply ship that Johash had arranged to be moved about a month earlier. the ship now hung in orbit, a lifeless orb, waiting for the day it would be brought back to life. but that was not mr Baffs priority now. he stood in the centre of the camp looking over a holographic display of the caticombs. the scans showed the network going deep and wide, linking up many ships and vast caverns of trash, built up over years. a warm smile shone from amongst the messy gray beard, he was so excited

Johash knew this was going to be dangerous so he had hired extra help for the expedition. many had already arrived and the rest should be arriving soon. he had sent shuttles to collect those who couldn't arrange their own transport.

@[member="Azrael"] @[member="Will Venza"] @[member="Squr Tyson"] @[member="Haven Pryde"] @[member="Grimm"] @[member="Dar'jetii"] @Domino @Alna Merrill

 

[Will Venza]

About two days ago a Shuttle came for me. It was here to pick up men who would be working for a man on Raxus Prime. I carried all of my gear with me today. My X-1 combat armor, scatterblaster slung over my back. dual pistols on my thighs. and my rifle carried like a baby in my arms. The lime green HUD in my helmet let me know what the time was when I arrived to the junk heap of a planet. The salvage camp looked better than others that I had seen before. Hell this looked like paradise to others.

I looked around waiting for someone to tell me where I was supposed to be. Cuz ya'know I'm new here.

 

[Johash Baff]

johash hobbled over to the soldier "welcome mr, umm, mr" the old man grabbed a data pad from a passing droid, looked at it and continued with a smile "welcome mr Venza. i hope you haven't been waiting long."

in the middle of the camp, a group on B1 salvage droids were massing. the droids had once been battle droids, but that was a long time ago. now the droids collected salvage and did the manual labour that was to dangerous for mr Baffs organic employees. about 40 droids stood in 8 almost straight lines, blasters in hand. if not for the grit and grime that covered most of the droids, they would have looked like the soldiers they once had been. Johash knew they had so much core corruption that most couldn't hit anything if they tried, but they were better then nothing.

some mercenaries and salvagers made their way over to the clearing in the centre of the camp. Johash looked at @[member="Will Venza"] "the expedition will start shortly, head over with the others and we will get underway"

 

[Will Venza]

An older man walked up to me and from his face I could tell that he had seen better years. I was not surprised that he could not remember my name as he may have hired a good sum of people. Droids were moving everywhere as he talked and tried to talk to me. I nodded my head as he passed me some info that the salvage would start shortly. It was all fine for me as I wanted to possibly find some things that I could use. Even as old as it was, I needed some stuff.

"Thank ye sir. I'll head over there now."
@[member="Johash Baff"]