Sempra the Hutt
A very hutty hutt!
Sempra blessed the weather. It was raining over the ruined city of Kalandra and it meant that people would get cold. That meant that they would need to find methods of growing warm, or perhaps by fleeing reality. A Quick and easy escape was so tempting to most races...
There had been alot of improvement in Kalandra lately. Several blocks were officialy open, Citizens making their lives in the jackal controlled city.
The Hutt sat fat in his office in the drug lab he owned here. The slaves in the production line worked harder then ever to increase his production. He loved the smell of spice in the morning.
A grim looking Nikto entered his office.
"Most graceous master. Your pleasure barge is ready and waiting for you." he spoke with a bow.
Sempra merely waved him away, picked up his datapad and slithered around his desk toward the back door where his ride was waiting.
The Barge was escorted by two speeder bikes, both heading in front to make sure the road was cleared. Sempra glared at the streets outside. The area around his laboratory was almost flat, not many Buildings standing beside his own. He had wanted it that way to ensure good perception for the guards. But soon the barge hoovered into fully functioning areas of Kalandra, the worst pirate pit in the galaxy.
Soon Sempra reached the Jackal milita Head quarters. The large ride slowing down and stopped at the front door where jackal security opened the door for him. He slid forth.
" I am here to see the chief of Police" he declared and started to move inside the station. He had an appointment to make sure the man the Jackals had appointed to handle this understood which elements of the city should be allowed a Little more leeway then the rest.
Perhaps some of the leading jackals would be present themselves, that would help the meeting but otherwise he felt Confident the chief of police would know who he was and what he represented.
Sempra smiled. It was time to strike a deal with the Jackal
[member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
There had been alot of improvement in Kalandra lately. Several blocks were officialy open, Citizens making their lives in the jackal controlled city.
The Hutt sat fat in his office in the drug lab he owned here. The slaves in the production line worked harder then ever to increase his production. He loved the smell of spice in the morning.
A grim looking Nikto entered his office.
"Most graceous master. Your pleasure barge is ready and waiting for you." he spoke with a bow.
Sempra merely waved him away, picked up his datapad and slithered around his desk toward the back door where his ride was waiting.
The Barge was escorted by two speeder bikes, both heading in front to make sure the road was cleared. Sempra glared at the streets outside. The area around his laboratory was almost flat, not many Buildings standing beside his own. He had wanted it that way to ensure good perception for the guards. But soon the barge hoovered into fully functioning areas of Kalandra, the worst pirate pit in the galaxy.
Soon Sempra reached the Jackal milita Head quarters. The large ride slowing down and stopped at the front door where jackal security opened the door for him. He slid forth.
" I am here to see the chief of Police" he declared and started to move inside the station. He had an appointment to make sure the man the Jackals had appointed to handle this understood which elements of the city should be allowed a Little more leeway then the rest.
Perhaps some of the leading jackals would be present themselves, that would help the meeting but otherwise he felt Confident the chief of police would know who he was and what he represented.
Sempra smiled. It was time to strike a deal with the Jackal
[member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]