Man's Reach and Man's Grasp

[Tanith Alde]

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Vincente looked out from the Compound's Balcony over the troops assembled before him. Fifteen years of plotting, of backstabbing, of waiting. Now, The time had come. The consortium would rise again, lead by the descendants of Tyber Zann himself. Before him, down on the ground stood rank upon rank of some of the Galaxie's roughest mercenaries, men and women with a lust, an ambition for credits and violence. They were his men, he could command them as he saw fit. The wait had been worth it, Vincente was now Lord



[member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

 

[Ryker Wylde]

[member="Vincente Aulisi"]

"This is quite an army you've surrounded yourself with Vincente....Now what's next?" The young yet formidable Togruta stated as he stepped out onto the balcony adorned in a more civilian garb consisting of tarentak leather slacks and a black silk tunic covered in an old tarentak leather duster. His lightsabers hidden in the small of his back, Though the twin blaster adorning each hip were highly visible as per usual.

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

Vincente chuckled softly as he considered "Today, Piracy and Profit. Tomorrow...The Galaxy" He said as he looked out over his assembled armies "We move out to eliminate our rivals today, the Black Hand. We will exterminate them, and their ilk, untill none are left to oppose us. The Zann consortium will rise again, Tyber's legacy will live again" He growled as he had orders passed out among the Infantry. They were to march and sorround the businesses, hide outs and such of the enemy, and beginn a systematic purge of every man woman and child belonging to their faction. A clear and decisive message had to be set, and intimidation was the way to achieve that

 

[Ryker Wylde]

[member="Vincente Aulisi"]

"The galaxy has it coming anyway...Too bad I'll miss the party as I've been called back to handle an issue In Sanctum space, But the good news is that I've found just the type of scum willing to burn the galaxy to its core for you Vinvente.....His Name is [member="Kaster Sane"] , and though rough around the edges I believe he is the perfect man for the job and I've sent word to him to meet us here" Stated the togruta as a sinister smirk found his lips..... "By the way.....How do you feel about cannibalism and Sith?"

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"] [member="Kaster Sane"]

"Fine and Dandy. I want them afraid of us, our grip has to be like iron, or this scum will backstab us at their first opportunity. Get him here, and lets get under way, I've toyed with these fools long enough" He said as he gripped the railing, staring out at what was left of the Correllian city. "We will make it a name to be remembered, spoken of only in hushed fearful whispers. We will make the Sith, and the Jedi tremble at the thought of us.

 

[Ryker Wylde]

[member="Vincente Zann"]

He let out an amused chuckle at the man's words of fear as he leaned onto the rails beside the man and spoke yet again... "He will be here soon enough my friend...Soon enough. And no offense Vincente....But it takes more than a few armed mercenaries to make me tremble in fear....I was raised by Mandalorians."

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

Vincente turned to him "This is only the beginning. The Zann consortium was great once, it brought the empire and the alliance to it's very knees. Had it not been for Jabba's betrayal the Universe would be a very different place now"

 

[Ryker Wylde]

The Hutt known as Jabba had been dead for nearly 800 standard years now so it struck the Togruta as odd when the man said it, But he needn't argue about it, Though the Hutts may find issue. He himself didnt worry about the Hutts or their armies of henchmen, He was a Jedi and they rarely ran in the same circles, But he had to ask.... "Jabbas been dead for hundreds of years now so why wait till now to rise again?"

[member="Vincente Zann"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

"Because, after Jabba crippled the original Consortium with his betrayal the empire and the rebellion hounded it mercilessly. We had to wait, to fade out of memory, the time to rise again is now. Jabba is dead, I know it very well. But his family yet lives, and it is on them I will have vengeance. Keep your order out of this, and we will have no trouble, can you do this?" The roguish crime lord asked of the togruta jedi

 

[Ryker Wylde]

[member="Vincente Zann"]


His shoulders shrugged in response to the request as his voice spilled out once more..... "I make no promises as to my orders actions, Though I can assure you that I will not interfere. Plus as long as you stay out of Sanctum space that most likely won't even bother in your affairs"

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

"Just warn them off of coming after me. I have no interest in your Jedi or Sith affairs. You can bap beachother over the heads with glowrods for the rest of eternity as far as I care, aslong as it doesn't interfere with the Consortium" He said just as dismissively as the togruta had

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Vincente Zann"]

The Blackheart landed in the courtyard just past where the army of mercenaries had formed and the Zabrak warlord adorned in Mandalorian beskar'gam had disembarked. His head shook in disgust as he scanned over the miscreant rabble of mercenaries.... How fething pathetic looking Was the only thought in his mind as he past by the crowd and made his way into the building and up to the balcony where the two men stood. The one was unknown to him, But the stench of a Jedi permeated from the one he knew to be the ship stealing, spice destroying, slave freeing Mandalorian Knight Ryker of clan Tal'verda......And how he hated that boy..... "They'll let all sort of space trash onto this cursed rock won't they Jedi?" The words spewed from his mouth as if they left a bad taste as he stepped out onto the balcony behind the two.

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Kaster Sane"]

"Careful who you call trash. If the trash is my guest it's worth taking off the curb at the least " The crime lord said, turning to the mandalorian. Lord Zann crossed his arms glancing at him casually, then at his mercenaries. They were the equal of most standard militaries in the galaxy, and, since they were equipped by a criminal, their equipment of course ignored laws and safety regulations. Bronzium armor would outdo sith trooper armor any day, and disruptors proved so much more lethal to organics than blasters would ever be

 

[Ryker Wylde]

The young Jedi merely scoffed at the older Mandalorian. The man had more than enough reason to dislike the young man, The ship in the courtyard below being most if that reason as it had spent just as much time in Ryker's possession as it had in Kaster's. Though a Jedi he did possess a certain natural skill in criminal arts, Namely slicing and....His personal favorite ship jacking.

"Don't mind this Schutta Vincente....He's just mad that his ship flies better for me than him, Not to mention that his mother was a rancor with rackghoul disease" His words seethed as they spewed from his lips as he turned to face the Mandalorian.


[member="Kaster Sane"]
[member="Vincente Zann"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Vincente Zann"] [member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

Without so much as a slight warning the Zabrak stepped forward shifting his weight into his blow as he drove his right beskar clad fist forward with every ounce of force he could muster. The vicious blow aimed to strike the Jedi square in the mouth in an attempt to knock out as many teeth as he could as well as the Jedi and hopefully finally shut that boy up for once.

 

[Tanith Alde]

The Zann Consortium Crime Lord would step back, letting Kaster's fist fly right past him, but he would raise one arm, his right arm, gloved in white as it was. He would hold this hand up, and Both the Jedi and the Sith would find themselves frozen.

He whistled sharply, and his Akk bounded out from the compound to rest at his side "Gentleman, we will remain civil, or I will personally dispose of both of you" He said as he snapped his fingers, three red armored men coming out of seemingly no-where. These three were the elite of Vincente's Agents, the defilers.

[member="Kaster Sane"] [member="Ryker Tal'verda"]

 

[Ryker Wylde]

[member="Vincente Zann"] [member="Kaster Sane"]


Allowing the force to flow through him and down to his hands where it would pool in his palms as violent pink sparks arced between his nimble fingers as Kaster stepped forward, They'd met like this before so Ryker had anticipated the mans move. As Sanes fist flew forwards Ryker's arms would raise to aim at the Mandalorian chest, the sparks between his fingers turning into bolts of lightning as they flew from the Jedi's hands aimed to spray across the zabraks chest and blast him back into the nearby wall and nullifying his flimsy punch.

Upon feeling Vincente attempting to freeze him in place Ryker would quickly form a force barrier around himself and draw the twin lightsabers from his back, Igniting them with a Snap Hiss as he turned to face Zann and allowed his words to flow forth.... "Try that poodoo again Zann and I'll end you and your little consortium faster than Jabba's fat arse ever thought possible.....And never interfere with my battles, They are my business! And just to make sure his words were clear and understood the Jedi quickly pivoted on his heels and as the form of an elite guard came into sight he hurled the lightsaber in his left hand through the air with deadly accuracy and smirked as it impaled the guard through the chest, Blood spurting from the mans mouth as the lightsaber quickly returned to Ryker's hand and the man fell dead to the floor

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"] [member="Kaster Sane"]


"Give me every minute back that I wasted looking at your face Your very presence irritates me I can't listen to what you say because your attitudes offend me and I can't take it any longer." He turned to glare at the mandalorian " And you, You're a state, a disgrace, and I ought to mention on your entire apperance is a cry for attention Insist on that image then you deserve whats coming to you So take a long hard look in the mirror and re-evaluate it"

" If you think I'm over confident thats because I've got that confidence that only comes with competence. " He turned to the Jedi again " But judging from your comments you've got some kind of internal conflict.You wanna play it by your archetypes? Cause your logic is not entirely right You hypocrite, I tried to be nice, but you're so ostensibly set on conflict That I'm gonna have to prove on your terms who the best is. By your standards it's obvious that I am the embodiment here of Masculine dominance, but those standards are abhorrent The fact is your cockiness here just masks your incompetence And you cannot acknowledge it so you threaten me ad hominem. Well I guess that the next step now is to address that your best efforts doubtless will Never be as eloquent as anything I said and if you still don't get it lemme spell it out. One more outburst and that's the end of it, understood?" The Crime Lord was close to snapping both of his guests by this point

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"] [member="Vincente Zann"]

As the glove took affect on Kaster his fist froze mid air as did his forward movement towards the Jedi. Mere seconds later the lightning struck him square in the chest causing havoc to the electrical systems built into his armor and even melting the transparasteel visor of his helmet before blasting him across the room and slapping him violently into a wall. His grip upon consciousness slipping away just as he seen what appeared to be the Jedi's lightsber impale one of the guards.

 

[Ryker Wylde]

[member="Vincente Zann"]

The Jedi's glare locked with that of Vincente as his grip tightened upon the silver hilt in each hand, Serious thoughts of just ending the man where he stood flooded the Jedi's mind only to be forgotten as he extinguished his lightsabers. "You're lucky I have more pressing matters to handle Zann or I'd be claiming your head as a prize" With that said the Jedi would clip the sabers back to his belt before leaping over the balconies edge and through the use of the force landing softly below and walking away