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[Signal]

After a few months after in search of his home, he finally found it, it was almost destroyed but there's still a bit left of it. He walked in but he found nothing. This angered him even more and his connection to the dark side of the force grew stronger and he could sense something, something that he hadn't felt before, he couldn't tell what it was, but he swore he could see his parents being executed by a group of people, he couldn't tell who they were but he could see that they left Csilla on some kind of ship to..... Nar Shaddaa? 'Why would they go there?' He thought. He ran towards his ship and set course for Nar Shaddaa. When he arrived, he couldn't sense those people but he could still sense the people, so he decided to explore.

 

[GalacticNiv]

Nar Shaddaa, a planet as modern as Coruscant, yet ten times more seedier. Tallor had arrived on the surface days ago, frequenting cantinas and viewing the holographic bounty boards, in hopes of finding a target to pursue. Jobs had been scarce as of late, and most bounties the man did take paid very little for the effort put in.

The further one descended the levels of Nar Shaddaa, the more shady business and hiding spots there were for criminals to partake in. Donning his Mandalorian armor, the hunter continued his search, plunging deeper into the heart of the city planet. If he were lucky, he would come finally come across a job that was worth his time.

[member="Signal"]

 

[Signal]

As Signal walks around still trying to sense the same thing as he did on Csilla, he goes deeper in the heart of the city to see if those people were hiding, then he came across someone. He can see that he is a bounty hunter because of all the weapons and the armour. He walked up to the bounty hunter and asked,'I see that you are a bounty hunter, I would like you to do something for me...'

[member="Tallor"]

 

[GalacticNiv]

Noticing that someone was following him, Tallor comes to a stop, slowly glancing over his shoulder, glaring at the cloaked individual through his T-visor helmet. Perhaps someone had put a bounty on his own head, or maybe this mysterious figure had a job for him. Turning around to face [member="Signal"], the Mandalorian remained ready and alert, his fingers twitching in preparation for combat. Tallor did not know who this man was, but he was willing to hear him out.

"Let's step into my office," the hunter replied somewhat sourly, as he turned and entered a cantina that was nearby. It was fairly crowded inside, packed with lowlife thugs and even some hardened criminals. Stepping towards an empty booth, the Mandalorian took a seat, motioning for his potential employer to do the same across from him. "What is the job?"

 

[Signal]

Signal was surprised the bounty hunter didn't shoot him already. He took his hood of and said,'I can sense that you are a bit mad, I have a feeling this is because people don't put high bounties. The name is Signal by the way. So I would like to propose a deal, I want you to help me find who killed my parents and help me find them and kill them. And I will pay you, of course, just name the price and we can begin our search. Do we have a deal?' Signal puts his hand out for a handshake to seal up the deal.

 

[GalacticNiv]

Tallor was intrigued, that was for sure. Placing his hands upon the table and angling them towards [member="Signal"], the Mandalorian listened to what he had to say. The fact that he could 'sense' he was mad put him off, for Tallor had somewhat of a distaste for force-users in general. Many of his people did, and there was even controversy among the clans regarding the topic at this point in time.

Even so, the Mandalorian hunter was not the kind to kill based on instinct, not anymore at least. "Tracking and elimination. We'll figure out a price," Tallor replied, sure that he would be able to drive it up as the mission went along. There were certain things he needed to know first, however. "What information have you already got?"

 

[Signal]

Signal was glad that the bounty hunter would listen to him. He said, 'I haven't found much, I've gone through years of force and lightsaber training and I only started this mission a few months ago, all I know is these killers have been here before. And I'm trying to find out where they have been that could lead me to another clue to know where they are. This mission might take months, even years! Are you sure you want to accept this and waste all your time when you could be doing more bounties?' Signal is afraid... he could feel it. If the bounty hunter declines his offer than he would be stuck finding it alone which could take him way longer. And he knows that the group of people is large and he wouldn't want to die in their hands.

[member="Tallor"]

 

[GalacticNiv]

Beneath his helmet, Tallor frowned. There really wasn't anything to go on, other than [member="Signal"]'s force based premonitions and senses. The Mandalorian was used to long term jobs, having spent months in the past tracking an individual before their confrontation.

It did not come to the man's surprise that the killers had been on Nar Shaddaa before, as many notorious criminals often frequented the planet. It was hardly a clue that would provide pertinent information, but it was a start at least. "What were your parents involved in? Why would someone want to kill them?" Tallor questioned further, wanting to try and know more before agreeing to anything.

 

[Formorta]

Fomorta watch the exchange between the mando bounty hunter and strange clocked man from a distance, intrigued by the duo as soon as they entered the cantina. The Mando she could explain being a planet of pirates it was the number one spot to pick up bounties, which she to was having a bit of difficulty obtaining. Though bounty hunting was second to her work as a mercenary it provided more leeway and allowed for usually short jobs that could keep her afloat when the major factions stopped shooting one another for diplomatic talks.

Perhaps if the mando didn't take the offer shed present herself, she had time to kill before the next planetary invasion happened.

[member="Signal"]
[member="Tallor"]

 

[Signal]

Signal told [member="Tallor"],'They were part of a rebellion. Against a corrupted government long time ago. The rebellion has died out since then but the government has been searching the city for people who were originally involved with the rebellion and two of the people in that batch was my parents. The government is still corrupted in Csilla but the government buildings are heavily guarded and it would be almost impossible to enter without another government official helping us.'
Signal then looks around and sees someone staring at them. Signal stares back wondering what that person wanted.

[member="Formorta"]

 

[GalacticNiv]

Rebellion, always a noble cause to those who participated in it. Unfortunately, those they fought against did not often see it in the same light. According to what [member="Signal"] said, it was likely that someone among the government on Csilla was responsible for his parent's death. While this did give them a lead, there was still much that was unknown to the hunter. Infiltrating a government facility was out of the question for now, as Tallor made it his business to approach situations with as much preparation as possible.

At least this job sounded like it was going to pay well. "Where were your parents killed?" He asked, believing that to be the first step in hunting down those responsible. Following the force-user's gaze, Tallor noticed [member="Formorta"] across the cantina, subtly shifting his eyes beneath his helmet back to the individual before him. "Any additional information you have would be appreciated."

 

[Signal]

Signal stopped glaring at [member="Formorta"] and focused back on [member="Tallor"]. "All I know is that my parents were killed by some government officials in their house, most likely when they were asleep, and came here to Nar Shaddaa for some reason." Noticing that [member="Tallor"] was also glancing at [member="Formorta"], he asked,"Do you know who that is?"

 

[Formorta]

Judging by their glaces towards her they recognised her interest in what ever they where talking about "at least i don't need to introduce myself now" Continuing to observe them sh noted the shift in conversation, perhaps she had become the topic of conversation. "even better" She sharpened her gaze at [member="Signal"] and [member="Tallor"]

 

[Signal]

Out of curiosity, Signal walked up to [member="Formorta"] to figure out what she wanted. "Hello there, what do you want?"

 

[GalacticNiv]

From what [member="Signal"] told him, it sounded as if his parents had been killed for their opposition of the government, resulting in their murder and a subsequent cover-up by said government. A fairly high profile job, one that would no doubt be high risk. Was it worth it?

There were a lot of credits to be made, and before Tallor could get out his up front fee, the cloaked man stood up and left the booth. This honestly irritated the Mandalorian, as it was a show of disrespect in his eyes. He remained seated for the moment, pretending as if it had never happened. If the stranger did not return soon, Tallor would take his leave.

 

[Formorta]

She his blunt approach left little room for beating around the bush, something she didn't mind about potential employers "A job, tracking, killing and staying hidden is what I'm good at" "that mando your where talking to was obviously a bounty hunter so that means you have a job that requires someone dead" "if you need an extra hand i might be willing to help" "i just need to know the goal, motive, time frame and possible pay".

[member="Signal"]
[member="Tallor"]

 

[Signal]

Signal was glad that someone else has an interest in working with him, so he told [member="Formorta"] to come to the table with [member="Tallor"] so that he can make a good deal with both of them. "So basically I want the people who killed my parents to die and I need some help tracking them down. I traced them here but I'm pretty sure I can't sense them on this planet anymore, so I need help from hopefully both of you. If you two are willing to work with me. I will pay you, you just have to name your price."

 

[GalacticNiv]

Pulling out a small datapad-like device, Tallor would run his fingers along the viewscreen, transferring contact information over to [member='Signal']. That way, the two would be able to stay in contact even when separated. "I will join you, but I have some business of my own to take care of first. Shouldn't be long," the Mandalorian spoke, his calm voice enhanced by the helmet he wore.

Pushing out from the booth and standing up, the hunter looked to the both of them before turning away. "Nar Shaddaa is a big place. Start with Csilla government officials, find out if they have any 'legal' ties or acquaintances here. That should narrow it down." Tallor had spoken his piece, offering advice to the duo before taking his leave. Later, he would return to the group and help in whatever way he could.

[member="Formorta"]
(Gonna knock out for the night, looking forward to continuing tomorrow.)

 

[Signal]

Signal nodded at [member="Tallor"] and said, "Thank you, contact me when you would like to start searching, I will see you soon." Signal looked back at [member="Formorta"] and wondered if they would accept the deal or not.

 

[Formorta]

Dead parents and revenge, seems they had something in common. "Count me in on this as well, as for the price it depends on how long this will take over and difficulty rather than goal so ill put off from it for now". "If the people you said killed can here not to long ago we should be track them down in a reasonable amount of time if we fine any connection between your targets and these government officials"

[member="Signal"]
[member="Tallor"]