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There's Nexu on Cholganna

Hodari brought his old YT-2400 freighter down to hover just over the top of the canopies of the arboreal jungles of the planet Cholganna, far beyond the rim of the Galaxy. The ship, called the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, steadied out and soared ahead as the pilot craned his head to look down out of the canopy, looking for an open spot where he could land his craft.

"We here," he announced in flawed Galactic Basic to the group that had accompanied him on the expedition. The freighter was more than large enough to fit [member=Zathra Fett], [member=Farlon Orbit], [member=Willa Isard] and himself comfortably, with a bunk for each while the ship had made its trip through hyperspace. The group had banded together after a notice from [member=Arumi Zy], calling for wild creatures to form some kind of zoo. It suited Hodari fine, as he was promised to be paid well. He didn't know for certain why any of the others had agreed to come along, but he doubted anyone had come for any other reason than money. Splitting four ways might not even be necessary in the end, Hodari thought, as the Cholganna forests were treacherous. Still, the Dug had confidence in his own ability to survive.

The cargo hold had been stuffed with all kinds of cages, stun weapons, and trapping equipment, all at the expenses of their contractor if they would succeed in their mission. There was barely enough space left for the Dug's speeder, Hodari's Groovy Fast Flying Machine.

As Hodari continued to peer out the canopy, seeing nothing promising, he grew impatient and gestured wildly at the empty co-pilot's seat. "Scan, scan!" he called irritably. "Someone find Hodari landing spot."

If the scanners were used, they would reveal a landscape that was mostly covered in arboreal forests, but there were some workable open areas here and there, mostly at the banks of rivers that crossed through the forests, as well as around waterlogged sinkholes that peppered the land. Here and there, there were also traces of large metal objects, presumably crashed ships or other hunters. Cholganna was officially uninhabited, but there would be plenty of other expeditions out here, as well as people who had gotten stranded after crashes or other mishaps.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Willa Isard"]​
"Really Willa, it was just like three weeks ago that we hunted some giant purple thing and now we meet again. This is strange, why do we keep on meeting.....did you do something?"
Zathra laid down on a pair of two seats not allowing anybody else to sit down on those seats except for her and herself. Zathra's arms were laid behind her head and she was wearing a brown tanktop with some armorweave pants and leather boots along with a leather glove on her now unbroken right hand. Her tattoos were now visible, her purple and orange helmet laid below the seats revealing her violent purple and amber orange hair. Her eyes were closed but she wasn't sleeping, will maybe she was but she was partly awake. Each of her six leather holsters held her blasters but they were set to stun instead of kill, will hopefully they were set to stun and not just kill, yeah hopefully.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]

"Well you know after you got me naked last time I put a tracker in your underwear." She said it matter of factly before smiling and checking her equipment. The armor upgraded since last they worked together as the small casing of the Icon-class shield as her smg went to her hip, the wrist mounted flame unit and rockets. Her thigh with the different under barrel attachments for her weapons from Armatech showing with flame, line, grenade, disruptor and sonic. Then she was grinning while looking at the mandalorians while she ran a hand through her short hair and flicked a braid. The DC17m was in her hand as she left it on a strap and her anti material rifle on her back. The cargo hold had the best tracker she could think of while the Jun-La slept and she finished with the teretnt cuffs and magnabolos before speaking. "See that face, I love it and colganna is close to where I live." She was on Vaynai a system away so joining up was easy and she was moving to look at the tracking beast. "Come on, you can ride with me, he might be big but he is fast, quiet and able to smell everything before we even see it."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]​
"WAIT WHAT???! What do you MEAN!!!"
Zathra jumped up at Willa's statement with a worried look on her face. Her face now showed a deep shade of red blush at what Willa said, what did Willa mean anyways? What did she do? Hopefully nothing but Zathra was still extremely worried. She took out her blaster and a paint brush dabbed in purple and began to paint something upon her blaster. The thing she was painting was actually, just the head of a purple wolf cause she was bored. Zathra also wore two shoulder pad's from her armor that could be easily taken off if you knew how to do it. The left shoulder pad had a checkerboard design on it with a blue wolf head in the middle. Her right shoulder pad was just painted orange with a very detailed designed spray can painted in the middle. Now, that spray can took a long time to paint but it was worth it. It looked so cool plus she also made it to where it looked like it was spraying red spray paint which was super hard. She put the blaster away once she finished and she closed her eyes again this time standing up. Will, from experience she knew that sleeping standing up was a bad idea, even just having your eyes closed and standing up was a bad idea. But, she would probably find that out soon.
 

Farlon Orbit

Tough, Disciplined, Die-hard.
The clone watched as the two women talked to each other, as if they were friends that weren't fond of each other. Orbit toyed with his DC-15, it was as clean as a fresh starship out of the Terminus Shipyards, but it felt odd. It was because he had modified it for the time being to be non-lethal, for the hunt. He was hired to be a sniper or more like a hunter and he was ready to get it over with. The blaster rifle was also a bit different because it was in rotated position, now the sight was on top of the rifle and the iron sight folded out to become a monopod. Otherwise he was primed and ready for some hunting.

[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Willa Isard"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]
 
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Zathra Fett"]

"See that reaction, that look right there.... Priceless." She said it while standing there and was looking her over, painting and art fine but... "You are sleeping good still right? I don't have to get you drunk by a fire pit so you will actually rest or take you leviathan hunting to tucker you out?" She said it warmly but with the level of implied sternness she would do it just cause someone said she shouldn't. "Can't have one of the only people in the galaxy I trust falling asleep on the job or getting herself hurt. Look bad for my self esteem or some poodoo like that." She stayed there just offering an arm to help her up. "Plus it would be boring if I couldn't get you to make pictures of me or yourself for my wall."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]​
"Really, what face! Besides, I have been sleeping...don't worr...."
Z​athra said as she then tripped over her own foot and went flying towards the ground. Luckily she caught herself with placing her hand on the ground to hold herself up. She then accepted Willa's hand to get up. Man, Ren was right....don't stand up and close your eyes...your gonna trip over yourself. Although, Zathra did chuckle at herself. Yep, theirs a lesson to you, don't close your eyes and try to lean against a wall that isn't their. It never, ever works out.....no matter what you try to do, it just wan't possible. Zathra then turned back to Willa who was probably grinning that she fell over cause of her clumsiness.
"Ok, don't close your eyes and try to lean against a wall that isn't their"
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]

Willa took her hand and helped her up as she looked her over and spoke bringing her hand up to make sure she was okay. "Hey you know I do worry and am just going to be like that. As for leaning, you can lean here on me always." She said it with a smile on her face looking at what they had to do. "This world can be dangerous, not as bad as hunting the leviathans but be careful and don't rush off after these things because they will be hunting us just as much as we them." That was why she brought one of the creatures with the strongest noses and senses to know where it was.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] | [member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"]

Hodari grumbled to himself as he flicked a few switches, setting the ship to hover above the treeline on its repulsor lifts so he could leave the piloting seat for a moment. No one had done as he asked when he called for someone to scan the surrounding area, so Hodari had resigned himself to doing it himself. As the conversation passed over the idea of one of the Humans naked it briefly pulled at Hodari's interest, but the topic quickly moved on to the Dug's further annoyance.

"Nobody scan, Hodari have to scan! Why Hodari have to do everything!" he complained loudly, grumbling in an exaggeratedly indignant tone of voice. The scan quickly revealed some workable landing spots, at the banks of rivers that crossed through the forests and around waterlogged sinkholes that peppered the land. One sinkhole caught Hodari's attention as it showed a large metallic object at its bottom. "Lookie lookie here, is what Hodari asked you to find. Hodari find landing spot!" he announced, still complaining loudly for everyone to hear.

The Dug eagerly climbed back into his pilot's seat, his seat by right, and set the ship into movement again, slightly changing its course. It quickly came to the sinkhole and the clearing around it in the middle of the arboreal forest, and he set the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster down smoothly. Smug with himself, Hodari powered down the engines and lowered the boarding ramp that extended from the cargo bay. "Hodari land ship," he said. "No thanks to talky Humans."
 

Farlon Orbit

Tough, Disciplined, Die-hard.
Orbit looked up from his rifle at the two women, they continued to talk about things not even related to their mission. Orbit decided to interject in their conversation,

"So it seems you two know each other, from some time awhile ago. But I don't, so who are you two and where do you hail from?"

It was going to be a moment before they landed so he was wondering if they could tell them their past. He liked to know his friends, allies, and enemies.

[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Willa Isard"] [member="Zathra Fett"]
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Willa Isard"]​
"Will I'm Zathra, from Mandalore, from clan Fett."
Zathra heard the Dug complain a ton. Oh, stop with your whining. Will, she would say that but she rather not. No, the better question was who was this clone looking guy and why was he so curious? Well, such was the way of people all of the time. Although, those people were quite annoying sometimes....like when she met Willa but that changed rather quickly and what did Willa mean by naked anyways. What was that supposed to mean, did that mean anything at all or did Willa just want to see Zathra's surprised face again. Probably wanting to see her surprised face option. She twirled her blaster in her hand and leaned against a wall that she knew was their, hopefully it wouldn't disappear cause...who even had that.
 

Farlon Orbit

Tough, Disciplined, Die-hard.
Orbit's eyebrow lifted when she said the last part, it was very intriguing,

"Wait, you are a descendant of the fetts? I am one of the million sons of Jango Fett, that makes us related in a very detached way. You are practically my great great great great... grand niece. I am a warrior of the past, lost in time. But we are family, I have some sort of attachment besides the hundred thousands of my fallen brothers."

This excited Orbit, this was the only kind of family he had since his squad had been lost in the laboratory. And it gave Orbit some ideas, but he would keep those for later.

[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Willa Isard"]
 
[member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]

Willa looked at the Dug and spoke. "Hey there is only one human here." She pointed behind her letting her arm bend to an odd angle that would snap if it was bone. "I am fairly certain that is a wookiee in disguise." She turned back around and looked at the clone trooper raising an eyebrow while she looked at Zathra and she was friendly like always. Then he was saying he was a clone and she looked at the girl... "Well looks like your a great great great great great great..." She kept thinking them off into the slightly obnoxious range of humor getting a smile on her face and teasing. "Great Grandma...." She then turned towards him and spoke. "I am Isard from the Old Ember of Vahl." She didn't know if he knew the purge the heretic cult but for ones who did it would tell them what species she was.
 
[member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"] | [member="Zathra Fett"]

Hodari watched Isard's limb stretch around, eyes widening. Then, he broke into a cheesy grin. "O ho ho. Flexible, Hodari likes." He knuckled his way towards the exit ramp, that would take them through the cargo bay, past Hodari's speeder and Isard's sleeping Jun-La. As he passed, he joined in the introductions. "Hodari Turbo. Turbo for the ladies," he said, making finger-guns with his toes at Isard with that cheesy, lopsided grin of his.

Pleased with himself now, Hodari knuckled his way outside the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster to look around at the surrounding trees cautiously before he advanced on the sinkhole a bit further away. He looked down and whistled. At the bottom was a layer of water, and half buried in the murk was an old, rusted escape pod. The Aurebesh designation 29-Besh could be made out just above the waterline. The entrance and exit hatch, below the waterline, could just be seen to be standing ajar through the murky water, letting the flood into the pod. "Looky looky!" Hodari called. "You thinking might be something valuable in there?"
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Willa Isard"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]​
​"Will...that's, interesting......*Laughing*....really Willa?! Thanks....I....guess"
Zathra rolled her eyes at Willa's remark. Heck, Willa could be some great grandma of some Vahla clone that died centuries ago. Yeah, she probably was...somewhere along their, maybe. Zathra turned when the Dug said something about Turbo and when he finished she just laughed and let off a smile. Now, this dug was interesting.....she had barely ever met any Dug's before and from just this guy, she could tell that they were quite interesting. She then walked out of the ship while grabbing a stun blaster and attaching it to the front of the strap running along her chest. She looked down the sinkhole the Dug was talking about and saw the water and escape pod. That was pretty deep water, but luckily she knew how to swim but it was probably not safe to dive down. Zathra took off her weapons, holsters and leather straps before beginning to climb down the edge of the sinkhole. Their was only one way to find out what was down their, by going to check it out.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]

"Turbo huh..." Willa looked at Zathra who was near her. "I can see that." She had the smirk and was heading towards the sinkhole and she snapped getting the Jun-La. The large beast slumping over towards her quickly while she was petting it and attaching one of the line launchers to the underside of her smg in case Zathra needed to get out of there. She was looking at the dug and trooper. "Careful kid." A look crossed her face though while also watching the creatures reactions in case something came within range of them she needed to be alerted to.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]​
"I got it"
Zathra reached down with her right foot and slipped but caught herself from falling all of the way by grabbing onto a thick root and then she began to climb back down the sinkhole. See, she could easily handle herself so what if she fell...their was water at the bottom of the pit anyways. She climbed down for a few more minutes, boy this was just plain annoying and it took forever to do. She then dropped into the water and it rose up to her neck. Yep, this was pretty deep water. Zathra grabbed a blaster that she kept on herself and fired at the door to the escape pod and then she kicked the door in, allowing her to finally get inside. Hmm, let's see what inside of this here pod, hopefully nothing bad.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] | [member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"]

Hodari didn't climb down with her, as his unique physiology made climbing rather difficult. Instead, he simply watched as the girl climbed down by herself.

With Fett's weight added to the pod, the metal groaned and shifted disquietingly. "Shoulda left a safety rope," Hodari remarked, in hindsight.

Inside the pot, a base of water had formed covering the forward canopy glass of the pod, which was pointed down into the murk. On the glass, half sunken in the water, were the bones of one of the former occupants of the pod. Another skeleton sat, still strapped in, in one of the seats. From the looks of the seating, the pod should have been able to seat five.

If you want to find any valuables or anything else, or encounter anything or anyone, feel free to. I'm not in charge of writing the environment or anything. ;)
 
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]

She was looking at the hole and Zathra as Willa switched. The grenade launcher detaching from her rifle as she grabbed the line launcher from her thigh sheath while she attached it to the smg in her hand and fired it down into the hole. "Zathra." She fired it to her to grab and the second hook towards a tree the Jun-La was near so it could be supported. Her eyes were looking towards what else there might be while she was sending out her senses to try and find if anything dangerous was in the pod.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]​
Zathra rolled her eyes hidden from Willa's view. At times Willa was kinda annoying but she knew she was just trying to be careful. Zathra took the crushed metal door out and looked inside. She clipped the cord that was done the hole to her leather belt via a small hook that was on her leather belt. She looked into the escape pod to see if anything was in it and she let out a surprised gasp. Ren? No, it couldn't be Ren he....he died, maybe it was a hallucination. She rubbed her eyes and then he disappeared from the blink of the eye. She walked inside of the escape pod and gasped again. She saw what appeared to be Ren's helmet and this time, it wasn't a illusion. She also found an intact picture of him and her. Zathra grabbed the stuff and then went up the cord. Once up, she didn't say anything about what she saw..she just, couldn't say anything about it....it was too personal. She held Ren's helmet under her arm and flattened out the picture and placed it in her pocket.
 

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