Port Call! [Crimson Dragon Fun & Recruitment]

[RC 212]

[member="Reen Lorgon"]

"That sounds legit. I couldn't tell you dude. Been doing this since I was old enough to sit on my old mans lap so there's that. Greatest run I've been on though? Running disruptor rifles from Tatooine right through the Core to the Coruscant Underworld. They pay real, real nice there for those sorts of things."

Which reminded her it wasn't too far from payday.

"What else you wanna know?"

 

[Reen Lorgon]

"Why did you get into smuggling? Not something that's easy, and doesn't always pay well. You're pretty enough to swoo any man or woman you want, so why work so hard?" He asked, finishing his drink. He looked round the station, seeing the various goings on.

[member="Hala Jast"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Reen Lorgon"]

"Cuz I was raised up in it dude. And hell no, I value my freedom more highly than anyhting else in the galaxy, except maybe pure cred's. Yeah I could swoon and woo, beg, borrow and steal my way into whatever and who ever. But that would be too easy and way too boring."

And then a follow up question, so unoriginal.

"What got you into this mess?"

 

[Lyth Meran]

(ooc sorry for missing this. just forget me for the time being.)

 

[Reen Lorgon]

Reen chuckled at the question, he'd been asked it a lot.

"An unoriginal question with an unoriginal answer. Money, adventure, ladies. The list goes on. For what it's worth I'm glad to have signed up, got a feeling things will be fun." That last bit was sincere, he meant it for once.

[member="Hala Jast"]

 

[Duncan Pierce]

Duncan was astonished by the place, he had never been in a casino or something similar, he always went to cantinas and bars but none of those places were as huge as this one, he ask for a bottle of Corellian Whiskey and went to meet [member="Hala Jast"]

" 'Sup ma'am it's been a long time"

[member="Reen Lorgon"] / [member="Lyth Meran"] / [member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Duncan Pierce"]

The newcomer was Duncan. A man Hala had met once on Nar Shaada whilst being hunted down for her bounty. Dude had helped her out of a tight scrape so she was happy to see him. From the corners of her lips tugged a smile and her eyes flashed with fire again, as so often they did.

"Yoooo Duncan. What's good my man. Sit down and grab a drink."

Hala poured another cup for him and slid it across the dull steel table. The smell of some kind of nerf burger nearby tickled her nostrils and she found herself scanning the room trying to figure out where it came from. Survival rations in space tasted like crap and that was all the crew had been using for about a month now.

"Tell us your story Duncan. Where you from and how'd you get into this life?"

 

[Duncan Pierce]

Duncan take a sit and offered his bottle of Corelian Whiskey.

"My story huh?
Well there's no much to say, i'm from Coruscant, the underworld to be precise, my family was very poor so i started thieving, at first simple things like food, but as the time passed i was aiming for higher things, credits, valuable things, and anything i could use."

He drink the cup that [member="Hala Jast"] and poured his Corelian Whiskey in the cup before talking again

"I think I was 11 years old when i stole a suitcase that contain a lot of heavy equipment and thermal detonators, I thought i got away but the owner found me, he was surprise of how i stole the suitcase without him noticing, the man told me that he had a job for a kid with my skills and asked me if i wanted to go with him.

Naturally i said yes, the man was a Bounty Hunter called Logan Blade, he taught me everything, to be always prepared, to pilot several ships and he train me to be an excellent marksman"

Duncan drink his Whiskey and continue

"Some months ago i was told that the old man was killed, i wasn't to attach to him, but to honor the man that give me the oportunity of a better life i modified his HWK-290 and continue with his job.

My last job didn't end well, i was hunting a Tusken Jedi, i burn his whole village to drag him out, let's just say that the Tusken had a lot of friends and all of a sudden i have four light sabers pointing at my throat, then again i'm always prepared and I managed to escape"

[member="Reen Lorgon"] / [member="Lyth Meran"] / [member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[Vaulkhar]

"And with that, this has become too crowded for my liking."

Vaulkhar stood, reaching out slightly with his cybernetic arm. The small sphere and cup of tea floated up towards him where he gently grabbed at them both. He awkwardly scooted out from the chair and the corner and began to walk away.

"As much as I like you folks, I'm not fond of conversation with people. You all have a good night, I'll be on the Dragon."

He moved towards the exit of the party-bard towards the hangar, humming softly to himself as he went.

[member="Duncan Pierce"] [member="Hala Jast"] [member="Reen Lorgon"] [member="Lyth Meran"]

 

[Lyth Meran]

Lyth yawned "Yeah i have calibrating to do." she said fallowing [member="Vaulkhar"] to the ship.

 

[SirMayday]

Jan looked at himself in the mirror. The crew had been given shore leave, and every one but a few had left with great enthusiasm. Jan remembered the pats on the backs and hollering that had occurred with the crew. He almost broke the wrist of someone who hit him a little too hard on the back. Luckily the man had been too excited to get off the ship that he let it go...for now.

Jan stared through his HUD at himself. He was still deciding whether to take off the armor or not. He looked at the dirt, and soot all over his torso and hands. He stared at the knives, grenades, and ammo clips strapped everywhere. He knew he should take it off, yet he couldn't. Jan firmly tightened his hands into fist and did a growl at his frustration. He wanted to go out and relax too. It was the perfect time to do it. Most of the crew were heading back already, so the cantinas and casinos would be more peaceful. Jan sighed as he made his decision. He would leave his weapons here, but take his armor. Yeah, that would be acceptable. Jan tore off all his weapons, grenades and knives and stored them away nicely. Jan smiled as he walked out of his room into the port. It was time to experience the Wheel.

7 mins later.....​

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Jan walked into the casino, and immediately started getting looks. Jan was used to it though. He knew he looked like a badass robot Jawa in his armor. Well that's what he thought. Jan ordered a Rancor Blood. He smiled as he took the drink in his hands, as it reminded him of Tatooine. Jan turned around and saw [member="Hala Jast"]. He might as well greet the person who hired him. Jan stolled over to Hala Jast.

" Good Evening, mam." Jan said through his helmet.

 

[Reen Lorgon]

"Don't go messing with the cockpit, I have to fly that thing and I just got the controls the way I like them!" He shouted after [member="Vaulkhar"] and [member="Lyth Meran"]. Turning back to the table, the two empty seats had been almost immediately filled by two newcomers.

"This is quite the crew we for going here, if it's this many people." He remarked to no one in particular, taking another drink from his glass.

[member="Hala Jast"] [member="Jan Valdum"] [member="Duncan Pierce"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Duncan Pierce"] [member="Jan Valdum"] [member="Reen Lorgon"]

"Oh chill Reen. No ones gonna touch your weird control set up."

Hala delivered it with another pour of some fresh liquor into the fish man's cup and then grabbed another, setting it down with a thud in front of Jan.

"Here dude, drinks on me. And don't call me mam. Hala or Cap'n will do."

With that she leaned back, listening to Duncans story and nodding. When the part about the Tuskens came up she whistled, raising both eyebrows.

"Must not have been easy! But I like that. Mean's you got good wit's about you. Y'know I escaped Kessel once? Crazy long story."

Hala turned her gaze to Jan, whom was still standing there with now what appeared to be two drinks. Double fisting. Tommorrow was sure to be hell on them all. They had tons of mechanical work to do and honestly, they were gonna be drunker than a Twi'lek on Hutt dance floor.

"So mysterious Jan. What's your story dude?"

 

[SirMayday]

"Sure just let me get a couple drinks in me first, it helps the story flow." Jan said as he sat down and starting jugging one of the Rancor Bloods. Jan always got a little drunk when he remembered the past. In his line of work, you don't focus on it. You will live a pretty guilty existence, thinking about all the jobs he did.

As Jan finished jugging his first drink, he began the tale of himself.

"I grew up on Tatooine, in Mos Eisley. I grew up with a mother and father, no siblings. It was just the three of us against the galaxy. My mother was a mechanic. She repaired mostly speeder bikes, some hovercraft here and there. My mom was great at it, and I am proud I learned from her. She took me to work alot when I was a kid, because there was noone else around to watch me. My dad wasn't home alot, he was a hunter." Jan said as he started on his second drink. He grimaced as the salty brew went down his throat.

"When I was old enough, my dad started taking me out on his hunting trips. He taught me everything about the knowing the land, animals, tracks. He even taught me to shoot, until I got better than him. After that, he was always a little pissed I was more accurate then him."

Jan gave a small smile, but it slowly disappeared and his face took on a emotionless look.

"Needless to say, my dad died out on a hunting trip. Eaten by a krayt dragon. Nasty kraks. My mom went into a deep depression, and eventually died after losing the will to live. The shop was taken over by the Hutt Cartel. I was kicked from my home, forced to live on the streets......I was 16 years old...... I did alot of things...that....like...............I used all the skills I learned as a kid...and I learned I had a knack for repair and hurting people.....so I decided to stick to it..... Let's say it was a good career choice."Jan said as he raised the drink in his hand to his lips and drank the last of the brew.

"Now I'm a mercenary for hire, member of a crime syndicate, and part time mechanic. One thing you should know about me; I never get bored. " Jan said as he put the empty drink on the table.

[member="Hala Jast"]