The Search Begins! (Looking For Exar Kun's Lightsaber, Part One)

[Dalansa]

Dalansa stepped into the cantina of Mos Espa, for the first time in her life, not to kill someone. She had told a handful of hired helpers for this hunt to meet her here. Walking to the counter, she told the man to direct anyone asking for "Æthel" to go to her table. The man nodded after she slid a few credits to sweeten the deal. Walking to a corner, she sat in the booth. They would be here shortly. She only had to wait.
[member="Kung Seilois "][member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra entered no more than a minute later, her hair for the moment Jet black instead of her normal silver, more of reason as a disguise than anything. Though she still wore the pure white robes and cloak, her hood up and the cloak tight around her so none would know what she carried or what to expect from her.

Approaching the bartender she asked about a Aethel and was pointed in [member="Dalansa"] direction, prompting her to turn and take a seat across from the woman. "Hello, mind if i join you for a bit, im looking for someone and the Bartender pointed me to you."

 

[Kung Seilois]

Of all the cantinas, it had to be one on Mos Epa. It was a place he tended to avoid. Most of the people were poor, it was hot, and over all, not a prime destination, but someone had wanted to hire him and his skill set, so if they wanted to meet on a backwater planet then so be it. It did make him suspicious as to who it was and if it was a trap, but he tended to view almost all of these as traps waiting to be sprung.

Seilois stepped into the cantina, his pistols at his belt, but he wasn't donning his bodysuit. His short, brown hair, olive skin, and unremarkable features would have made him blend in very well, in fact, the only features he had that let him stand out was his scar that ran down his left eye and his bright hazel eyes. Looking around for a moment, checking the nearby customers to ensure this wasn't a trap or that most of them weren't armed, he made his way to the bartender, "Aethel."

The older man pointed at a pair of women sitting in a booth, and once again, Seilois wondered if they galaxy had a cruel sense of humor that he was never made aware of. One was dressed in white robes, strangely clean given the environment, and he could not see her face from here, but the other one was easier to see as she was an alien, of some type, and very beautiful. There was nothing in the galaxy as dangerous as a beautiful woman who was aware of her own charms.

Taking a deep breath, Seilois walked over to the booth, and paused at the table itself, with both women on opposite ends of the booth it made the situation tricky. He had no desire to sit so close to someone he did not know, and certainly did not trust, so he turned and grabbed a chair from a nearby table and moved it over, lowering himself into it, "Kung Seilois," He said intending to skip the normal posturing that these conversations had.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Dalansa"]

 

[Dalansa]

Dalansa looked up at the woman, scanning her for a telltale sigh that she was the one. "Who are you looking for?" The Offshoot slowly brought her hand into a pouch on her utility belt and with drawing the holdout that sat in there. If anyone besides the ones she had asked to be there showed, she would drive them either out the door or to the grave. Her saber rested easy on her belt. Hopefully for both their sakes, [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] was who the girl was hoping for.

As [member="Kung Seilois "]Sat and introduced himself, she nodded. She knew him. He was a mercenary, here because she would pay him to help. Once the job was done, of course.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"Aethel." She saw the ever so slight movement and shrugged as she pulled down her hood to let her face and the Jet black hair be revealed. Manipulating the hair, an odd black that didnt seem completely natural but was obvious it wasnt dyed, she let it fall on her shoulders and along her back before moving it out of her face. On said face resided two scars, one across the forehead and one along her cheek, faint but still very much so Visible. "By the way, i am Lexa, it is good to meet you both. Now, onto business no?" [member="Dalansa"] @Kung Seilois

 

[Kung Seilois]

Seilois leaned back, his hand had been resting on the pistol on his left side, but he moved the hand when the alien woman, the apparent contract, as she seemed to know who he was nodded at his presence which only left the woman in white. She repeated the code word and slowly pulled down the hood, revealing dark black hair that created a stark contrast to her fair skin. The two scars on her face were faded, but just visible.

"By the way, i am Lexa, it is good to meet you both. Now, onto business no?"

Seilous closed his eyes and let out a slow breath. Wonderful. Two beautiful women, this job was going to be a long one. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach. Why couldn't he ever be hired by an plain woman? Or even an ugly woman? As for the subject of getting down to the business at hand, he inclined his head forehead, "I would prefer it if I knew what it was you wanted."

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Dalansa"]

 

[Dalansa]

As [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] spoke, the Offshoot relaxed. Exactly as she hoped. "I'm looking for help finding an artifact of ancient orgin, probably in a vault or tomb of a long-dead man. Most likely, it will be hidden with other artifacts of great value to some. Those are yours for helping as long as I get this." She set the old holocron on the table, the one she had been given long ago. It displayed a saber handle that, if the people around the table knew the past, would be recognized as the saber of Exar Kun.

OOC: I need to go to bed. I'll reply next in the morning (about nine hours or so)

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra smiled as she stared very closely at the object infront of her, her mind acting just like a notepad as it took in every bit of information that it could just from looking at it. "Very very interesting, and this will certainly be a joy to find... certainly a joy indeed.." She seemed lost as she studied it, wondering where such an artifact had been hidden, and where the contents would lead them . [member="Dalansa"] @Kung Seilois

 

[Kung Seilois]

"I'm looking for help finding an artifact of ancient orgin, probably in a vault or tomb of a long-dead man. Most likely, it will be hidden with other artifacts of great value to some. Those are yours for helping as long as I get this."

Seilois raised an eyebrow at that, she wanted them to help her find and explore ancient vaults and tombs of long dead men to try and find... a lightsaber? From the two dark holes on the ends, he guessed it was a double bladed one, but the handle was far shorter then the ones he had seen. Awhile back he had slain a Jedi Master that had used two of the weapons, and neither had such a short handle. What made this thing so special? Why would he care? But the interest both of them were showing made it clear they found lightsabers interesting, and the only ones, in his experience, that were interested in lightsabers and were attractive young women were... well, Sith or Jedi.

"You want me to explore the dead holds of force users... to find... this?" Seilois said waving at the lightsaber, "I don't care about the subject, itself, but why do I want long lost trinkets?"

Seilois knew he could turn and sell them, hopefully finding the right collectors, but that was a lot of leg work he would have to do to find buyers. The woman, Lexa, seemed to be excited at the prospect. Seilois was usually only excited about payment.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Dalansa"]

 

[Dalansa]

The Offshoot sighed. "You'll get your pay. If you do your part." She said to @Kung Seilois. She needed his help, she had heard of his skills, but she also needed to get across to him that she wasn't really interested in him just tagging along, or putting up with the seemingly endless complaints. But [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] was a different case entirely. Her interest was high. She would come, the girl was certain of it. "If you're interested, meet me at hanger 237 in an hour. I'll get you coordinates to the next location from there." And with that, the Offshoot left.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra wasted absolutely no time after the woman had left, gathering her things and arriving at the hangerbay a good thirty minutes later, her pure white robes and cloak still around her and on. Her hair remained jet black, though it seemed to move a bit as she pushed it out of her face and walked up to [member="Dalansa"]. "Bright and early, especially seeing as the chance you are presenting is worth far more than anything that i am doing at the moment. History must be preserved and im more than happy to reclaim the relics of the past for the present." @Kung Seilois

[member="Dalansa"] @Kung Seilois

 

[Kung Seilois]

Seilois remained in his seat as the two women left, one after another. He called over a Coreillan whiskey and thought over the job offer. The woman did offer him payment once the job was finished, but Seilois wasn't fond of their chances chasing after some lost relic that he could care less about. If they did not 'finish' the job, she may try weaseling out of paying him and that was not taking into account how much time it would take to find it.

He didn't trust the alien, she had not even bothered to introduce herself, something that struck him wrong. Seilois did not like working for people who would not reveal a part of themselves as it meant they didn't consider him an asset worth keeping around which meant there was a very large chance at betrayal.

His whiskey arrived, and Seilois started taking sips pondering over the job. Even if they never found the lightsaber that both women put way too much interest in, he could still get other trinkets to sell even if the reward at the end was small. It could be profitable, but was it profitable enough to outweigh his distrust of the client? Not to mention Lexa seemed to show a lot of interest in the object, there was a chance she could betray them, more importantly him, to take it for herself.

Draining the whiskey, he tipped the glass over on the table, and left the cantina.

Seilois arrived at hanger 237 with only five minutes to spare, clad in his armored bodysuit, his duel pistols and his wrist slughthrowers, "So you have your freelancer," he said approaching them, "lets hope this lightsaber you want so badly is worth the effort."

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] [member="Dalansa"]

 

[Dalansa]

The Offshoot was, needless to say, a bit surprised at how early [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] had shown up, as she wasn't even there for a few more minutes. She had needed to resolve some docking fee or something like that which the officer had forgotten about. However, she did have what she needed: the coordinates. "Yes, indeed." Was Dalansa's only reply to Lexa, though to be fair, she was studying the location. Dantooine. A strange planet to begin looking, but nevertheless, it was their first stop.

When [member="Kung Seilois "] finally arrived, She commented "For you? Maybe. I'd worry more about the other relics there if I were you." She sighed. "First stop is Dantooine. Coordinates L-4. See you both there."