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Rumor Has It

A certain [member="Max Rumor"] received a ping on his data pad. A caller? My oh my, whoever could it be?

Upon opening the transmission a hologram appeared, a rather large cetacean, with a broad, genial smile.

"Hauum. Greetings, Mr. Rumor. Word is that when it comes to legal affairs you're the one to hire. How would you like a job? In-house counsel for Darkwater Security to solve some of our more delicate... hauum... missteps. Our last counsel, Gabriel Beau, seems to have disappeared on us. We'd offer you a complimentary bodyguard of course."
 
Max Rumor sat in his luxurious office at the headquarters of Rumor, Wolf & Funk looking out at the Nar Shaddaa skyline. His chair was turned so he could put his long, feline legs up on his desk and gaze out at the full window view. He smoked a cigarra and absent-mindedly pressed some keys on his datapad but none of his current cases interested him in the slightest. First of all, he was still recovering from his recent bender on Coruscant, fueled by massive amounts of TRIP and whatever other horrible spice he had ingested on that visit. A protein shake, procured for him by his colleague Dorskit Wolf, sat on his desk, mocking him with its healthiness.

With little enthusiasm he answered the holocall but upon seeing the fairly robust aquatic fellow, his interest peaked. His elbow on the desk and chin in hand he listened to the proposition. A private bodyguard signaled to him that the work was somewhat dangerous. But he represented criminals of all shapes and sizes and he was a six foot-eight Cathar. Max Rumor wasn’t afraid of too much. He sat up again and while he spoke he searched for Darkwater Security on the HoloNet.

“Yes, l'll take the bodyguard along with my normal fee,” he said. “I’d like to hear more of the details. Is this frequency private enough or should we meet in person?”

And for some reason he had a strange craving for sushi.


[member="Hion the Herglic"]
 
"Oh it's quite secure, but if you wish to meet in person you'll find my offices easily accessible in the Tion cluster. Just tell the guards your name and... hauum, try not to look edible."

Sadly that would be a hard task for such a delightfully pink panther, but fish and feline had always had a bit of a strained relationship. One or the other tended to end up in a gullet. Orcus had no such plans for Mr. Rumor, but being a capitalist Sith he always to plan alternative forecasts, in case business went suddenly sour.

The aquarian's splitting grin grew impossibly wider, exposing more teeth. What a Herglic merchant would term a 'reassuring' grin most other humanoids would just call downright tactics of intimidation. Thankfully, no one could ever really fault a smile. Not to the face. Not to a Herglic's face, leastways.

[member="Max Rumor"]
 
After the comment about being edible and seeing Hion's grin with its wide, rows of dagger-like teeth, he thought, I'll stay in my office, thank you very much.

"My line is secure as well," he said, his tail twitching. "So the Holonet tells me that Darkwater is a service provider of security units and personnel. Why don't you tell me about any legal troubles you have and how I can help you. Criminal defense is my specialty but I can occasionally go on the... offensive."

He assessed the aquarian creature. Just the fellow's shiny black skin... scales... hide... epidermis? What was it even called when you didn't have fur? Anyway, he was mighty glad that he didn't have to get in the water today. Just gave him the shivers thinking about it.

[member="Hion the Herglic"]
 
"None currently, but I am expecting a nationalist crisis to arise sometime in the next week or so. I may need some assistance with emigrant litigation. But that is a unique situation, on the whole you can expect to deal with... accidental killings, hauum. Some of my personnel can be a little overzealous in defending their employers."

The Herglic shrugged as much as his gargantuan traps and obscenely thick neck would allow.

[member="Max Rumor"]
 

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