Rebels Come Out To Play [Open to Rebels. Bounty Hunters PM to join]

[Oddball]

Location: Red Fleet Mothma Star-Destroyer
Time: 2100 Hours 21 hours after the Chilloon Rift Raid
Planet: Arcadia N-30


When half the words being yelled at you weren't even in basic and the other half in the angry tone of a language where "Yeah" was as popular as spice and Vs were suddenly Ws it was safe to assume that the person speaking them was trying to get their point across quite clearly.

"Yes, Ma'am."


"Of course Ma'am"


"Yes Ma'am. Yes I like my job Ma'am."


"I will handle it personally Ma'am."


The holo call ended and a very disgruntled Oddball wearing his more casual short sleeved Rebel uniform had a very stone faced look of someone who had been speaking to a person he didn't like all that much. With his eye twitching he let out a heavy sigh to relieve himself of the stress that was pent up within him. Turning around he hung his head down and began to walk towards the hanger.

"Go raid Csilla Oddball, stop getting captured by the Sith Oddball, Escape Coruscant Oddball, fight the Primeval in space Oddball, shut the %#^& up and go buy the parts and fuel Oddball." The fett cloned droned on as he drug his feet down the hallway.

It was no secret that the Primeval was more than prepared for the attack on the Chiloon Rift, what with monologging Hutts, Edgy D-bag Sith Lords, and fleets being dropped like it was hawt. The Rebel Alliance were able to destroy only a small handful of structures but it was nowhere near enough to cripple the rift or stop it from being used in another Primordial March. So all and all the operation would be hailed as a success but in Oddball's heart it felt like a loss, a bit fat loss that would draw a dick on your face after you passed out at the party.

"Alright guys!" Oddball said as he entered the hanger of the star destroyer.

"We're going planet side for parts and fuel, so load up in the shuttle and let's go." Oddball said as he sighed putting his robotic hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose.


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Planetside

Arcadia had been hit hard in its history. From being nearly destroyed from the Horde's occupation, to the events of the Nether, the entire system reeked of desperation. They had seen everything from planetary invasions to slaver raiding parties but the trading planet was now once again barely starting to get on their feet. At the controls of their transport Oddball had no choice but to park it at the local port, anywhere else would of been simply too risky and if there was something Oddball didn't want to happen again it was to be bitched at by the tiny but fierce mongoose that was Admiral Xue.

"Alright Kiddies, I'm putting it down at the local port. We'll be taking a taxi to the dealers salvage yard a few clicks away. Remember we aren't at war here so don't dress in any armor, and try to relax. This is work but it doesn't mean we can't have fun." Oddball said with a smile as he banked down towards the port.

The ship made a whirling noise and they slipped into a docking bay where they came to a slow but steady stop. Taking a moment to relax Oddball took a long sigh then looked to his fellow rebels in the back of the ship. Pulling out his .44 nickel plated Geonosian pistol he cocked the slide back and chuckled.

"But at least make sure you have some heat on you." The clone said in his accent as he stood up.

Walking over to the door he looked at his rebels whilst tucking the pistol into the front of his uniform with the safety on of course, and hoped they were all ready for the easy task at hand. The door opened to the night air and Oddball breathed it in. A simple pick up and purchase of parts and fuel, what could go wrong?!

 

[Fadeyka]

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIb6AZdTr-A&index=36&list=PL422A945E3D37BF49 [/youtube]​

It a very thick accent of hers sometimes it was worse then other time depending if she had in her ear buds. As listen to her choice of music at less for the time being. As she seem to be dancing to the beat with the way her hips swagged back and forth from time to time making a mad look coming her way which she took no notices of them. It would be that she had her eyes closed half the time. Only to have her music stop by a incoming call.

Ya boss whats up short stuff, oh no didn't forget about your customers at the dock.

As if the boss of hers could read right through her words. Yea Yea Im getting my butt in gear, don't get your panties in a bunch, honey..

Clink off the boss that seem to be wetter then a monkey lizard on bath day did those things every took bath, because boy the ones that was around her boss always stunk worth then Hutt mud pit. As she pick her feet only to put her ear buds in again finding herself shout out.

Girls just want to have fun, oh that all this one really wants

As she still dancing up to the docking bay that was to be the tour guild. Rolling her eyes as she got there she had train skills here she was giving tour to the scum of the galaxy. Oh sure if she let them slap her fanny they would tip her good, it wasn't any different then working in that strip club all those years ago. Well before will before that run in with the law, then that training that she was so luck to get then the hard time like her boss his mouth breathing stupid bad boys.

Just hear to have Fun fun Fun.

Oh boy did she really need the credits this bad, oh yea a Fadeyka had to eat right. Lending against a cage as she looked down at the pad and faces. Oh boy they didn't like like wanted crime what the heck did he do to piss in the sith drinking water. Shurgging oh well she wasn't here to ask question, nope she was here to give them a tour maybe even show them some fun hung out spots. Then again they was spots that her boss own. After all how many times had her boss wanted her on that pole again. Nope she had skill this was just a dry spell for her.

Unless this bunch showed their face she would listen to her music letting her head go back and forth.

JUst wanta just wanta girls want have fun Oh yea what in the galaxy can do but have fun..

So was adding some of her own words as the song went on. Beside the boss give them her name and what she look like will sort of green skin, how many of the female of nature running around with tattoos on their face. Open her eyes only to be stared at smile brightly back.

Hey if you don't have busy with me get lost, mayka.

[member="Oddball"]

 

[Juwiela Melec]

They weren't at war. What did not being at war mean, anymore? That was a question Juwiela wasn't sure she had an answer to, at this point. War had become such a normalcy in her life that she didn't really know how to relax in a non-combative scenario. To not be in the cockpit of a starfighter was alien, and she had almost forgotten what it felt like to have her feet on the ground. Absently she kicked at a pebble in front of her, listening silently as Oddball spoke. "So you brought the blind one along to look at the parts that you aren't certain of? Please, do enlighten me as to the logic of that." A crooked grin was present on her face as she spoke to indicate that the statement was entirely lighthearted.

Walking alongside him and the rest of the Rebels, she fidgeted briefly with the wrappings about her empty eye sockets. Dressed casually with her bomber jacket thrown on over the ensemble, boasting its numerous campaign patches, she passed as a mostly average galactic citizen. But her outfit and the weapon holstered at her hip set her apart from any civilians, and that coupled with the group she affiliated herself with was more than enough to displace her from the typical rabble. This time she had opted for her durasteel fighting staff as well, that finding itself strapped across her back. It had been awhile. Typically she would have objected to standing out so blatantly, had she had anything to raise complaint about. But the purpose of joining the Alliance hadn't been to blend in, and if someone wanted to try and claim her bounty, they would have to work for it.

"What are we looking at for parts, anyway? The simple stuff, or did you go and break something important?" Another smile at that. "Don't go yelling at me now, you know I'm joking. But it'd be nice to know what I'm looking for, even if I can't see it. Been repairing ships for long enough." And there was no doubt in her mind that she could fix this one just as well. Sure, it took some guesswork at first, but most everything was like that. All that mattered was determining those errors before anything was well and truly damaged and tweaking them as well. No one would ever call her a professional mechanic, but she'd kept her fighter flying for this long, and nothing bad had happened. That spoke for something.

Absently she whistled under her breath, studying their surroundings through her version of sight. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary, and by this time she had adjusted to the void of the Force that encompassed those Force Dead individuals such as [member="Oddball"] himself so that she looked it over as an average occurrence. "You can't tell me I'm the only one here who feels weird pretending to be normal. I'd rather be in the cockpit, even if it does get boring. At least I know what I'm doing there." Before joining the Alliance she hadn't had much of a typical civilian life, and nothing had changed upon her induction into the Red Fleet and position as Rogue Leader to boot. And now they were telling her to switch all of that around.

As if.

[member="Fadeyka"]

 

[Lugus Porkins]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXhuso4OTG4​

Lugus looked over his discharge papers for the 5th time since sitting down at the bar. His lips never even touched the glass of whiskey siting in front of him. He was out. Good bye, Angels. Good bye, Trix, NAGS, Blue. The Republic allowed him to resign as one of their pilots. He was so afraid that they wouldn't. They owed it to him he guessed. His sister defected not him. She left the Republic in such a way that could have been like fleeing not Lugus. He wasn't the traitor but he got branded as one. What was he doing now? Finding her. She left in such a way that it scared him. She was in trouble. he didn't have the means to look however. He had a new hobby in slicing but database crawling wasn't turning up anything on Valo Porkins. It was like she disappeared from the galaxy.

The qurran bartender coughed or at least that's what it sounded like. Lugus looked up to the man... woman? No it was a man. Maybe. Either way he seemed peeved. The ice in his whiskey had melted. Lugus was taking a valuable seat at the bar. He curled his lips then stood up, "Sorry."

A few less credit later. Lugus returned to the streets. walking back towards the docking port where he left his ship. A rare YT-2000 with a unique nebula job. A fine prize won in a game of pazzak. Call him cheep or call him frugal he didn't see the point in paying for a room in some slummed down hotel. No, he chose to live in his ship. It was cozy enough.

His eyes watched all of the neon signs as he walked by. It was an interesting planet. One that he didn't plan to spend to much time on if he could help it. He felt a pain in his side. His eyes trying to adjust to who had just rammed him. He found himself coughing and looking at the ground instead.

"Give us all your credits!" One of the men shouted.

Lugus looked up to see a rodian and a aquilish holding knives. Lugus huffed then scowled. He stood back up the men shouting their protest. On pushing Lugus into a wall. "Hey, come on. I'm just trying to get back home alright?" Lugus raised his hands in defense.

"Well we want your credits! So give them up or... we cut your throat!" He switch the blade to his other hand.

"OR," Lugus put his hand on his blaster. "You leave before I draw my weapon."

The men didn't buy the bluff. Instead they both drew their own blaster pointing them at Lugus chest. Lugus gulped. His eyes wide as he pressed his lips out. This escalated quickly. He took a deep breath his right hand going to the durasteel cylinder attached to his belt pulling it free. Lugus commanding a glare to his face despite looking at two blasters pointed at his chest. Fear still filled his heart. He flicked his wrist and pressed the ignition switch. The blue blade sprung from his saber with a snap-hiss. The men in front of him began to shake. Their eyes even wider than what Lugus' had been. In unison they both shouted the same word. He had the weapon of the Jedi after all. Lugus caught a glimpse of them going around the corner. Other than that he didn't even see them take off.

He exhaled quickly trying to breath again. His eyes wide and grin large as he started to laugh. Joke was on them. The lightsaber was only a training saber. Not lethal. He deactivated it then tried to spin it in his hand it slipped however and hit the ground with a clang. Lugus looked around to see if anyone saw that then put the weapon back on his belt. With the moment of terror over he returned to the street and headed for the port again.

@Fadeyka @Oddball [member="Juwiela Melec"]

 

[Sannika Brynn]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4cFIzr85cU

As for Sannika, she liked the idea of getting to chill out on the ground a bit. Sure, flying her fighter was a dream that never really got old to her. But sometimes she needed to get her 'shore legs' back in gear. There was a time when one just needed to hang and have fun.

And fun sometimes had to do with just showing some swagger. She loved showing off her bomber jacket's campaign patches and sometimes outright flashing her shoulder tattoo with the Alliance crest. That could get some people pretty excited, though sometimes it was less prudent to do such a thing than other times. Considering the fact that the Rebels had just retreated from a moral victory in the Chiloon Rift, it might be a good idea to keep a little lower than usual. There might be agents scouting for the recent attackers.

Sannika had never been much of a firearms fanatic, but the possibility of getting into a gunfight at any time just because of what she represented was not lost on her. So she kept a DH-17 dangling at her side, her holster awkwardly hanging a little loose because, seriously, this twi'lek chick was small. In fact, she was nearly lost in the crowds a few times. She was a quick and slippery one, but keeping up was hard anyway with so many people nearly crashing into her. "Guys, wait up!" Her legs kicked around like she was blasting up a hamster wheel before she caught back up to the Rebel scrounger posse.

Gazing at the assortment of small-time shops, widget vendors, and repair garages, Sannika began to imagine the possibilities of finding a neat pile of treasure while on the hunt for whatever parts Oddball said they needed. "Think I'll be able to find a good bike around here? Totally wanna race."

[member="Oddball"], [member="Fadeyka"], [member="Juwiela Melec"], [member="Lugus Porkins"]

 

[Oddball]

Oddball chuckled and placed his hands in his pockets as a cold breeze rolled past him, the Fett clone was feeling rather decent and was glad he was alive with his friends. They certainly weren't his brothers and sisters that he was born with, but In a small way they were better than them, more unique. What with Jewel's wit that never ceased to amaze him, and the short stubbiness of Sannika, he was pretty happy that he had his friends with him.

"That's why we brought along your Seeing Eye Twe'lik Jewel. Couldn't possibly separate the two of you." Oddball said with a humor filled scoff as the dredged down the path.

"So before we landed I was scrolling on the holo web and I figured since none of us had been here we should hire someone to help us find our way around." Oddball said as he slowed his pace for Sannika who hobbled along.

Looking back Oddball smiled at the kid and gave her a comforting nod. No need to vocalize it that they were waiting up for the tiny legs of the green pilot, they were after all on a bit of a break and there was no big rush to get these parts back. They had escaped the Primeval and gone around Sith territory by curving into wild space, but that was a long trek that took a toll on their already battered ships.

"So I browsed escort services on the planet's holopage and they had all these different pretty girls who would show you around the city. Most were awfully expensive so I chose the cheapest one they had and called their boss. They should be meeting us shortly, woo saving money." Oddball said in a blissfully unaware voice of what he had truly done.

"And speak of the devil there she is." Oddball said as he came into view of [member="Fadeyka"]

In reality Oddball was about ten years old, five of those years being die to growing up on kamino, another three being a commando for the confederacy, and the last two being a wandering merc and serving with the alliance. So it was safe to say Oddball didn't know a lot about the galaxy at large, he was soldier who had lived a very sheltered existence.

"Hey It's great to meet you Fadeyka! Your boss told me that group sessions cost more. Not sure why but we're here and ready!" Oddball said with a friendly smile.

Reaching his hand out to shake their guide Oddball heard the distinct snap hiss of a lightsaber and immediately drew his pistol. Pointing it in the direction of the scuffle that was porkins and crew that was happening down the street. Perhaps a sith had followed them and was here to finish the job, either way it probably wasn't good.

"Brynn get us a cab, now!" Oddball said in a commanding tone as he began to walk over to Porkins his pistol drawn and leveled.

Once he crossed over to Porkins Oddball looked up and down at the man with his blue saber being put away. He noticed the two men fleeing the scene and he sighed in relief putting his pistol back in his pants.

"You scared me there man." Oddball sighed again then looked over to his group of friends giving them a thumbs up.

"It's ok!" He yelled at them waving afterwards. Looking back to the chubby Jedi he scratched his head and looked slightly confused at his appearance.

"Rebel Alliance, you don't much look like a Jedi." Oddball said making it clear on whOddball, Fadeyka, Juwiela Melec, Lugus Porkinso he was representing.

[member="Sannika Brynn"] [member="Fadeyka"] [member="Juwiela Melec"] [member="Lugus Porkins"]

 

[Fadeyka]

[youtube] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TC9aXKqrEvE [/youtube]​

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Finally she had grown tried of waiting for these guys to show their faces. More like she had wanted to leave for reason of personal in nature but hey they was here to play right. There was the hand just what was his game by giving her his hand. @Oddball Charm to be sure, and this your.... stopping her sentence to the fact of the lightsaber. Again it might be something of the make up of the group. Isn't this cute little bunch, it coast more for me to do lap dances also, or did my boss tell you that also... Looking first at the little midget of the group not that she hadn't had a few of her size as customs they still had there needs like any other. [member="Sannika Brynn"] then of the one that seem to be blind [member="Juwiela Melec"] or could she be some kind of those magic hocus pocus type of people out there.

Odd, to bring your lady folk along for the show isn't it. It was the look of the other group then came the porklie one of the group. Oh boy now just what kind of job did her boss give her this time. [member="Lugus Porkins"] with his blue glow stick. I hope blue boy there will not be so jumpy at some place or might just end up loosing him to the dog scum of this place. Shaking her head once again as if she was still in couldn't be what her boss had gotten her into this time. Having that strange rush, come over her as if this was going to be sometime more then these few credits where worth to be making, at less she didn't have to turn in tricks with these.

So,...I believe Odd...something something, what every, are all in the group be wanting a lap dance or is that just for you there honey. Giving a wink before coming closer to him now to wrap an arm around his arm, as if on que was their cab a waiting.

Where to first drinks the pleasure house, or you have somewhere different in mind, after all I"m all about pleasing you and your lovelies back there.

 

[Blane Nightfall]

Blane was arther silent most of the time, just following and staying lost in his thought. Listening carefully at the discussion with Fakeyka, he moved his hand dismissively "I think I will pass." And nothing more, no jokes it seemed, he didn't thought Oddball did a bad thing, neither that the twi'lek wasn't beautiful, but the whole thing seemed rather disturbing to him, to his past mostly, it was not fair... not for his past. He then crossed his arms waiting almost impatiently "Are we going to the bar?"

[member="Oddball"] [member="Fadeyka"] [member="Sannika Brynn"] [member="Lugus Porkins"] [member="Juwiela Melec"]

 

[Rex Power Colt]

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rbm6GXllBiw&list=PL3485902CC4FB6C67&index=8

"It doesn't feel...normal, man." said Rex to [member="Oddball"] as he felt exposed inside these civvies. "Hell, I typically wear armor around my own ship, unless I decide to wear just skivvies." He pulled out two DL-7H Heavy Blaster Pistols and looked them over. "Hell yeah, I'm packing! In my opinion, It's hell holes like these that warrant wearing powered armor. A gang of hoodlums want to stab you? Throw a dumpster at them. Scares 'em every time."

Upon exiting out onto the crowded streets, he'd occasionally look back to make sure they hadn't lost any members, specifically the bite-sized green twi'lek, [member="Sannika Brynn"]. He would look back and wave his arm in the air to make sure she saw him and knew where to catch up with the group. He had considered asking her if she wanted to sit on his shoulders. However, Rex wasn't a complete idiot. That was only acceptable to do with children, or so he thought.

He stayed close to [member="Juwiela Melec"] just in case she needed help. He was informed that she was blind, but wasn't aware that she was a strong force user who could "see" just fine. He felt protective of this one. He chimed in with a smile when she talked about getting the spare parts. "Make extra sure that you pick out the right parts. I'm the one who has to carry most of it and I'd rather not have to make a return trip plus another trip."

Rex had been raised in a largely military lifestyle and the other soldiers had, over the years, made plenty of comments and taught him plenty of things that were quite lewd. For instance, he knew [member="Fadeyka"] was a "call girl" as soon as he saw her and she started speaking. Oddball, on the other hand, obviously had no clue what he had done. Turning to Oddball, he said, "Ummm...Oddball? You wouldn't have just so happened to have ordered an "escort" to guide us around the city, did you?..." He knew the answer, but Oddball's response was likely going to amuse him. He tried to keep a straight face, nonetheless.

When he heard the snap-hiss of a lightsaber, his anger slightly flared up from the sound alone. He hated force users when they weren't on his side. They didn't fight "fairly". His heavy pistols were out in a flash and he was running across the street per Oddball's reaction. He was running to back Oddball up and he kicked an empty cart out of his way like he was breaching a building before he stopped next to Oddball and Porkins. His guns quickly lowered when he saw Oddball do that same. He grimaced at [member="Lugus Porkins"], clearly annoyed at this waste of time and concern.


[member="Blane Nightfall"]

 

[Juwiela Melec]

A half-smile was her only retort to [member="Oddball"], and she gave the back of his ankles a sharp tap with her staff, the weapon finding itself across her back likely before he'd even registered the pain of the relatively harmless strike. "Better be careful what you say, Empty. It's you guys that follow me up in the skies." It was that moniker she had given him after her initial assessment of his being Force Dead, therefore rendering her unable to see his physical form by itself. What she couldn't see by itself she could hear, or otherwise pick out the clothing or armor on his person and work from there. The moment anyone remarked on her supposed sightlessness she would be hard-pressed not to comment.

The arrival of [member="Sannika Brynn"] caused her smile to turn just a bit more crooked and carefree. It was no secret that she and the Twi'lek had grown to be close over the years, each of them playing to the other's strengths when flying together and spending time off-duty simply talking to pass the time. Camaraderie of that sort was something those outside of the Alliance would never truly understand, but it was friendships like these she was always thankful for. There was nothing else quite like it. "Don't think we've ever met outside of the cockpit, Sanna." That statement was half-serious, as the two usually met when in attack formation. "A bike shouldn't be too hard to find. We can look for one after the hard part's done." Now another side of the rough and tumble pilots would emerge.

One brow raised, and she shrugged nonchalantly, noting @Rex "Power" Colt's comment that had likely been made in jest, "Aw, c'mon, I've been doing this long enough to know better. Wouldn't be worth a million credits if I wasn't good at my job. And that includes repairs." Especially repairs, when it came to her own ship. Everything was done using a guess and check method, and it hadn't failed her yet. "Besides, I'll probably be one of the people stuck helping to actually fix the ship. Might have to teach you a thing or two." It would be the blind leading, well, the sighted, in this case. There was an irony there for those willing to appreciate it, and perhaps a pun of sorts as well, not that she would really bother with.

Whereas the others approached the would-be Jedi with some haste she wandered over casually, taking notice of [member="Fadeyka"] briefly as she did so. Right now there was something a touch more pressing at hand than any idle mistake made on Oddball's part. "That's because he isn't one." She arrived within earshot just as the clone made his final statement directed at [member="Lugus Porkins"]. "I can see it from here. He's just as much a sensitive as you are, Oddball, without being Force Dead." That resolved the issue of whether or not she was sighted with the new arrivals, at the very least, even if she didn't see through quite the same methods as them. Silver linings.

Her attention finally turned to the female stranger, and she had to stifle both a sigh and a quiet laugh. "Oh, for Force's sake..." Her smile turned a touch more mirthful. Even in her life beforehand she had become somewhat acquainted with this side of the galaxy, where it seemed others in their number were still blissfully ignorant. Well, that was one factor that was about to change, and quickly. "You ever stop to ask yourself why it was mostly women on that holosite, or why the prices were so high? In the name of Bogan, do you even know what an escort service is, Oddball?"

[member="Blane Nightfall"]

 

[Lugus Porkins]

Lugus walked back into the street and right into the barrel of Oddball’s blaster. His hands shot up as the weapon was eye level with Lugus. One of the many disadvantages of being short. The air quickly left lungs as he stared in shock at the new weapon being pointed at him.

“I didn’t do it! I’m just trying to leave,” he glanced up at the man. “You're not security…”

Rebel Alliance. Lugus had heard of them. Freedom fighters. So he was told. Know for a great navy. His mind questioned if he wanted to jump out of one cockpit and into the next. He wasn’t sure. He could still feel the sting of the burn the Republic gave him.

You don’t look like a jedi... Lugus relaxed dropping his hands, “Yeah? You guy’s don’t look like civilians.”

Lugus eyes darted at the rest of the group. His brow furrowed at the green woman as he mouth ‘blue boy?’ He didn’t pay her any more attention as another member of the group was making a comment about him. A woman with a blindfold over her eyes confirming that he wasn’t force sensitive.

“The saber is a gift. I’m just your average pilot. Nothing to worry about,” Lugus force a smile on his stunned face.

[member="Juwiela Melec"] @Rex "Power" Colt [member="Blane Nightfall"] @Fadeyka @Oddball @Sannika Brynn

 

[Oddball]

With pistols out and a saber being activated things at the port were starting to be at a razor edge, especially with who they were. Rebels in the wild space wasn't the best mix in the world, the place was teeming with bounty hunters and even normal people that would throw them under the bus for some credits. And now porky had been seen with them on camera so it was safe to say he could be affiliated with them, guilty by association was a real queen. So with everyone around him talking at once Oddball drowned out what people were saying as he began to notice security officers and officials lifting up communicators and asking for back up. Oddball knew the look on their faces, a look of cold determination to keep the peace. So with everyone's voices falling on deaf ears he quickly made his choice.

"Taxi!!" He yelled and gave a very sharp whistle afterwards.

Thankfully they were at the side of the port for pick up and drop off. A kind robotic female voice went off above their heads affirming them and the general populace that the sidewalk was a loading and unloading zone only, so hailing a taxi was an easy job. A long yellow van like speeder pulled up besides them that would comfortably seat them all and paused it's engine still running and Rodian driver waiting.

"Rex, get the portly gentleman in the van. Everyone else get in now! We don't have a lot of time, you escort!" he exclaimed his finger pointing at the stripper he still had no idea was a stripper and or sex worker.

"Get in the passenger seat, I need the fastest route to Krombopulous Michael's Salvage Yard, now!" He said giving orders to the woman.

"Blane watch Brynn and Jewel." Oddball quickly opened up the sliding doors of the van and looked to his people.

There was a long pause and Oddball pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the ceiling squeezing off a few rounds to make sure everyone was paying attention.

"Move your asses." he said in a annoyed tone and sighed afterwards waiting for everyone to pile into the van.

Truth of the matter was everyone really didn't have a choice in this situation, Oddball was put in charge of ground operations when Thane wasn't there, and right about now Thane wasn't around. So it was either get in the damn or possibly be captured by this planet's people and or government who probably could use a few million credits at this point in time.

[member="Juwiela Melec"] @Rex "Power" Colt [member="Blane Nightfall"] [member="Fadeyka"] [member="Lugus Porkins"] [member="Sannika Brynn"]

 

[Fadeyka]

Siding her hands down the side of her to her hips even when she was face with the possibility being around a nut job. In this case it seem that she had been. To herself what kind of situation did her boss get her into. Being herself and independence knowing no job was to much to get oneself killed. Just going to take her exit of the the group.

Only that didn't happen when the crazy one pulled a gun and shot a few times up in the air. That when her training or what she remember of it took a hold. Getting down low to the ground as if she was expecting more fire to take place only to find herself being pointed out.

What every you say darling

Fadeyka might be a lot of things, but one thing she wasn't stuipid when it came this type of situation. Beside could this be all the type of fancy place that this group was wanting while on planet. Going with the flow of things even those she thought this bunch was to fries short of a McYoda meal.

Interesting choice, I come on I heard of going to cheap hotels and dark alley and shady bars but a junk yard reallly REAlLY Man this got to take the cake.

Giving out how to get to the place to the cabby that seem to be in a position like she was in now.

@Oddball @Lugus Porkins @Rex "Power" Colt [member="Juwiela Melec"] [member="Blane Nightfall"] [member="Sannika Brynn"]

 

[Sannika Brynn]

Sanna had finally caught up as introductions were being made with this... lady of the night. Now, green is a nice color (You have to admit it.), but just because you have green skin does not mean you need to show it all off. And [member="Oddball"] either needed to find a lady the right way about things, or he needed to keep this sort of activity separated from Alliance biz. "I thought we were here for parts... and maybe a little racing..." If Oddball was going to have his little bout of 'fun' and 'hooking up', then she and Juwiela were most definitely going to be hooking up with a pair of speeder bikes.

Of course, all of this craziness had to be interrupted by even more craziness, what with some oddly familiar, stocky guy waving around a Jedi sword like he was, well, a Jedi. Except he was laughing for a moment until Oddball decided the best way to figure out what was going on was to point a gun at the dude. Get a cab? Sure! Assign the short girl to wave down some public transport! That was a way to get things done!

"Taxi! Taxi!" she whistled, hopping up and down. It took a while, but one finally stopped at the deck--but in front of Oddball, who must have been more of a looker to the locals--or perhaps the fact that he was bigger and quite obvious attracted more attention. The twi'lek dropped her arms exasperatedly and dashed into the backseat, of course ending up in the middle where she would likely be squished. "Come on! Really? You guys need to lose some weight." Naturally, she was joking. But it's hard being fun-sized!

[member="Fadeyka"], [member="Juwiela Melec"], [member="Lugus Porkins"], [member="Blane Nightfall"], [member="Rex "Power" Colt"]

 

[Rex Power Colt]

Upon hearing Oddball's command, there was only one of two ways this was going down as he once more brought his guns up to [member="Lugus Porkins"]: A) Lugus came along and got in the back, in which he would shove him in the back seat to the left of [member="Sannika Brynn"] or Lugus would move to break free/run away, Rex would knock him out, pick him up like a parent carrying a child, and deposit him in the backseat to the left of Sannika Brynn.

Which ever it was, Rex would then sit down on Sannika's right, squishing her between Portly and Manly McStud Muffin. After he gauged the situation and realized that everyone had now taken the other seats, he would turn and speak apologetically to Sannika, "Oops. Sorry, Sannika. I didn't mean to make your car trip uncomfortable." At this point, he tried to scoot over, but to no avail. "I should have thought this out. There's no more available seats. Would you be more comfortable if you sat on my legs than in between us?" Rex said this last part honestly and without any innuendo. Rex may have already learned what an escort was, but that didn't mean he was like the other soldiers who had taught him about such things.

Believe it or not, Rex was still a virgin. Training, hard work, and eventually violence had taken up and filled his sexually-minded years. Even when he was on leave, he didn't engage in the social places that the rest of the men usually congregated. He was either visiting family or exploring solo. When he encountered women and men that he barely knew and would soon leave behind, he was usually straight-forward and/or distant.



[member="Fadeyka"] | [member="Oddball"] | [member="Juwiela Melec"] | [member="Blane Nightfall"]

 

[Blane Nightfall]

Blane got in the car trying to make as much space as possible, he then looked around to make sure that both Sannika and the otehr one are alright, after few seconds he turned his head to Sannika "Bad luck, funny-lekku, probably Rex is right though, it would also make some space." He finished with a nod then crossed his arms with a frown.. a car wasn't the safest way to get away as a "criminal" but the best way to hide, though Blane couldn't stop thinking waht could happened if they are discovered.

"Well just like my father used to say: Get out of my house, you are not my son anymore!" He then smiled softly, a smiel that dissapeard as soon as he realized it dosen't have anything to do with the situation. "Um nevermind..." Not long after that, his ysalamari made a weird noise, a very cute noise trying to get out of his backpack.

[member="Oddball"] [member="Sannika Brynn"] [member="Rex Power Colt"] [member="Juwiela Melec"] [member="Fadeyka"] [member="Lugus Porkins"]

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

The force definitely worked in mysterious ways. Tugoro was always second guessing his beliefs, wondering if the force was truly a living entity, or simply a power to be harnessed and manipulated. Being raised as a warrior first and Jedi second, it was easy to see why the youth was torn between the two views. Even so, Tugoro had dedicated much of his life to the Republic and Jedi Order, doing his best to uphold their values and beliefs above all else. Of course, there was also the Rebel Alliance. Tugoro had joined with the group in its earlier stages, for he saw their goals too as noble and just. Having come directly from Nar Shaddaa on Jedi business, the young man found himself completely dressed in his Jedi attire.

The beige tunic and pants were iconic of The Order, and was probably not something he wanted to be seen wearing in public. Looking out the view port of his Aleph starfighter, Tugoro knew that he still had a few moments before he dropped out of hyperspace. The Knight's arm would lift as he reached out, opening a compartment within the cockpit before quickly throwing off the Jedi tunic he wore. Pulling a black tank top and brown leather jacket from the compartment, Major Taidarious would know don his civilian wear. He looked like your average everyday spacer, though a bit on the young and innocent side.

The stretched stars would begin to thin out as the Sith cruiser began to slow, revealing the planet of Arcadia. Tugoro could confidently say that he had never been to these parts of space, and was slightly concerned about the reaction he might get if people were to discover he was a Jedi. The only logical decision to solve this problem was obviously to wear a long, flowing, brown hooded robe. Duh. The force had called him to this planet for some reason, and he wasn't going to let it be the death of him. Easing his craft into the planet's atmosphere, Tugoro would fly low to the ground, traveling at incredible speeds among the urban cities and above the grassy plains.

However, the force had not called him here to fool around, and it's pull was now stronger than ever. Tracking it to the source, Tugoro found his starfigher touching down nearby a Salvage Yard. Opening the exit hatch of his vehicle, the Knight would hop up and onto it's hull, crouching down to grab the robe he had stored in the compartment. Sliding his arms through the sleeves, Tugoro would pull at the garbs collar, tugging the brown cloth close to his body, before lifting the hood over his head. Striding into the Junk Yard and examining the many parts that lay around, Tugoro could not help but frown. Was this the force's way of saying 'I gotchu'? The deals here seemed cheap enough, but what could he possibly find that would be useful to his ship?

It was already top notch, and quite frankly the Jedi did not trust this Krombopolous Michael - If that was his real name. Though, everything became quite clear to the youth as he sensed a few familiar presences in the force. They were quite a ways away, but Tugoro's extreme force sensitivity overlooked such a fact. [member="Juwiela Melec"], [member="Sannika Brynn"], [member="Blane Nightfall"], all people he had met before in the past. Some he had seen recently, others he had not. No one else was notable at this point, except [member="Oddball"] of course. However, the Jedi only knew the man by rank, that being Colonel of course. At least, the last time he checked. It was a bummer, for that meant that Tugoro would not be in charge. Deciding to spend a bit more time roaming around the salvage yard, the young man would eagerly await the arrival of his old comrades.

[member="Fadeyka"] [member="Lugus Porkins"] [member="Rex Power Colt"]

 

[Juwiela Melec]

"There's seats in the back, c'mon Sanna." Being as careful as she could Juwiela climbed over those seated in the front so that she could access those available in the back, all but falling back into the seat. It was then she noticed something amiss, that being her ability to see in the first place. Not bothering to disguise a sigh punctuated by a slight grin she shook her head. "Alright, whose idea was it to bring along a Ysalamir? You all know how I see." Despite the annoyance most would be feeling she was lighthearted about things, not seeing any immediate reason for concern, that most certainly being an intended pun. This wasn't the first time she had been rendered completely blind, and so her hearing was adjusted to be sensitive enough to compensate.

Leaning forward she rested her arms on the back of the seats in front of her. "If this keeps up we'll probably be able to get a bike. Betcha it'll be before Empty figures out what an escort really is." At that her grin widened, and she turned her attention to the three seated in front of her and [member="Sannika Brynn"]. "What about you three? Someone has to tell him what he's gotten into. Should've thought things through before letting him go to a holosite like that. I'll start the betting at...let's say thirty credits." It was up to them whether they took that wager seriously or not, but she was considering smacking [member="Oddball"] on the back of the head to perhaps knock something there into place.

[member="Tugoro Taidarious"], [member="Blane Nightfall"], [member="Rex Power Colt"], [member="Fadeyka"], [member="Lugus Porkins"]

 

[Raymond Mosses]

"Come on man it will not kill anyone. Here take the money and let me walk to my ship. It is that easy. I wiil be off your world and not your problem in ten Minutes"

Mosses stood looking at the customs agent looking down into his bag. WHat was inside was not a normal every day item you would find in someone bag. It was not deadly, at least not in the right hands. And it was not hurting anyone being in his bag. HE watched the man look up from his bag considering the offer.

"Here two thousand credits just to look the other way and let me walk by. Easiest money you will ever make. I know what they pay you guys, come on man I know you need the money."

The man reached down into the bag and touched the item. Rays eyes opened up wide and he prepared to throw himself to the ground. Then thank the force the man pulled his hand out and closed the bag.

"Twenty five hundred credits."

The customs agent smiled and handed the bag back to Raymond. Mosses grumbled something about crooks and governments and the general dissatisfaction he had at the greed of people. It was this greed that had kept him alive and out of trouble for so long. It did not hurt that he had a nearly unlimited account thanks to his family. Growing up a military brat on Anaxes was a terrible childhood but it did endow him rank and privilege. That was up until his moral compass stopped him from carrying out a mission. He remembered his fathers face when he was discharged. It was a miracle he had not been cut off. But here he was still with his inheritance and living it up on the fringes of space. He transferred the credits to the mans account and then began to walk into the star port and to his ship.

Fifty thousand credits plus the twenty five hundred he just paid the port official was a bargain still for his little toy. Now to get off this rock without bringing any more attention to himself.

 

[Lugus Porkins]

“Portly,” Lugus’ brow furrowed. He liked to eat. Was that such a crime? “I’m just a pilot alright? Formerly with the Galactic Republic. Just a good ol’ fly boy. My military I.D. is still in my pocket along with my discharge papers-”

He jumped back and raised his hands up high when the guy called Rex pointed his blasters at Lugus. If he were anymore scared he would have soiled himself. What did he do to deserve being kidnapped? His hands shook as he stared at the two blaster. A knot in his throat threatened to choke him.

“Oookay,” his voice squeaked from his mouth as he almost darted to the open door of the transport shuttle. Lugus assumed Rex would have blasted him if he hadn’t went willingly. He wasn’t going to get shot in the leg or die being stubborn. He ran into the Twi’lek almost sitting on her as he tried to get in but he stopped himself. He took a moment to look her over stopping at her eyes for a quick second. He wondered if she would see the pain in his own eyes. He fixed himself in the seat. Curling up next to the door tuning out the band of captors. Freedom fighters? At the moment he thought of them more as terrorists proven even more by how they threw their blasters around.

[member="@Oddball"] [member="@Fadeyka"] [member="[member="Sannika Brynn"]"] [member="Rex Power Colt"] [member="Blane Nightfall"] [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] [member="Juwiela Melec"]