Three lunatics and a Princess meet in space... Tell me if you've heard this one?

[The Cyborg]

The Cyborg sat behind the controls of his bright purple and orange freighter, his lipless mouth somehow fixed in a grin as he looked out the viewport at the stars streaking past. He'd meant some fellow... Well, let's just clal them what they are; lunatics. He met some fellow lunatics on the holonet, promising greatness, entire planets to yourself, unlimited credits. Blah Blah Blah. They also promised a coordinated attack on a star yaught... The Cyborg was bored. They gave him the coordinates. Enough said.

So now The Cyborg's ship strolled through hyperspace to the area where the ship was predicted to be traveling through. The other two, some giant Gen'dai and a short guy in armor, was supposed to show up... he didn't paticularly care if they didn't or not, however. Whatever happened, this would be fun.

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[member="Felicity Mason"] @veliz munin

@kazeroth the hateful @rc 212

 

[Felicity Mason]

And the Little Princess was bored again. She sat in her own well decorated, pretty little lounge, a cup of tea cradled in her little hands.

"Are we there yet?" she sighed, suppressing a yawn, "I'm not getting any younger here, you know. Can't they step on it? What is my pilot even doing?"

She'd never been a patient girl. And when she was trapped in a ship, even a luxury yacht, that was even more true.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="The Cyborg"]

"I can ask if you want..." He stood, very awkwardly, in the uniform of a naboo guard. So it was his first job, and he only got it thanks to the help of the very miss mason infront of him, but it didn't mean he liked the uniform. "How do people wear these..." He missed sitting around in khakis and a short sleeve shirt, with a cloak around him. Atleast he was allowed to carry his saber, that was a plus in the light that this was a bit weird, he also had a rifle though over his shoulder and that wasn't easy to use if he needed to, but better for close quarters.

 

[Boggo Flib]

Kezeroth Previously was on Tatooine and Hijacked a Medium sized ship for himself. With the Crew dead and only the Droid piloting towards the destination, Kezeroth scratched his chin thinking about what could come next. He was busy planning when he checked the coordinates again. Double check just be be safe, he didnt like Space too much it was boring..Not much happened. But the Reason for this travel lined up with what he needed, Credits, Power and some killing maybe? The Gen'Dai walked to he pilots seat and grinned at the droid.

" Stay the course..I have business partners to meet." Kezeroth said looking out the window. So many planets to destroy.

[member="The Cyborg"]
@RC 212
[member="Glyph"]
[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Vilaz Munin"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="The Cyborg"]
[member="Glyph"]
[member="Felicity Mason"]

RC was deep in thought as the stars rolled by. He needed to get his hands on another Star Destroyer and soon. His small fleet of RC Raiders had very few ships, despite the fact they had been operating for years joining and leaving factions as Rc flitted about. After his founding the Lords of the Fringe he had grown tired of civillized society and dissapeared with the Raiders in tow.. And now they were back.


"Got an incoming vessel cap'n."

RC crossed his arms, gray metaallic armor clinking as the plates met, and fog flowed from his helmets fileters.

"Excellent! Activate the gravity mines and prepare the Ion cannons."

"Looks like another two also, just out of range."

RC nodded. This must be his compatriots, a collection of evil enitities he had sought out and promised great rewards to, in exchange for their service.

"Put up our Friend or foe tags. Label us as RC's Raiders, they'll know who we are."

"Aye sir!"

 

[The Cyborg]

The bright purple and orange freighter belogning to The Cyborg jumped out of hyperspace suddenly, not far from @RC 212's ships. The yaught wasn't there yet.... Was it still in hyperspace? The Cyborg shrugged. If he didn't have something to blow up soon, he'd just start blowing up the little armored guy's ships. The cyborg sgrinned as he cointued to stare out the viewport, watching for any sign of a ship hurtling through hyperspace... "Heeeere shippy shippy shippy... Wheeere aaaare youuuuuu?"

@RC 212
[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]
[member="Glyph"]
[member="Felicity Mason"]

 

[Felicity Mason]

"Go, Boy," she snapped, impatiently setting her tea cup down on the table, "Tell the pilot that I want to be at the Palace by yesterday!"

She was going to be making no friends on this trip. The truth was, she was really not looking forward to going back to Naboo at all. She still didn't know how things were holding up. For all she knew, Theed was still broken, and all those dead people were still laying in the streets.
She didn't want to see that again...

"...Actually, no. Don't bother," she sighed, her mood shifting in a second, "have my tea refreshed. It's starting to taste stale."

[member="The Cyborg"] @RC 212 [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="Glyph"]

 

[Boggo Flib]

Dropping out of Hyperspace Kezeroths stolen ship appeared couple 100m away from two other ships ( [member="The Cyborg"] & @RC 212) They seemed to be waiting for something. Looking down at the screen Kezeroth could tell it was indeed his buisness partners.. Kezeroth signaled the droid to halt and looked out the windows of the ship. Many questions probed his mind, Why here why now? Was the a Trap? Kezeroth chuckled and that thought. Imagining himself killing everyone, the Gen'Dai looked at his ships dead crew and started laughing.The stolen vessel came to a halt and Kezeroth now triple checked his Location.

" This is it, Hold here." He said to the droid and held his Light-Pike in one hand. His Cloak was always on along with his combat blade and his curved lightsaber on his belt.

[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="The Cyborg"]
@RC 212
[member="Glyph"]
@Veliz Munin

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="The Cyborg"] @RC 212

Glyph smiled and nodded as she asked him to do the two things, or rather one now that she had said forget it. "Anything more my lady?" He was still curious about the girl his age, finding it funny that they held very different positions in society. "If not my lady, i can simply leave you to be alone if you want once i get your tea." He had already taken the cup and only stood there to listen to her answer.

 

[Vilaz Munin]

This was one of the worst paid contracts he ever confirmed to do: Body guarding. He preferred capturing a bounty or a job that required the skills of a mercenary or anything that required with killing and violence, not protecting someone, especially if they were yapping and complaining the whole entire time. How did Vilaz accepted this contract? Was it because of how much credits the job was worth? That was the best and only factor that he could've picked.

He was with the girl that was the daughter of the queen of Naboo, with his T-Visored helmet off revealing his face with his long hair, his beard, and any other factors that his face had. The Mandalorian had his favorite weapon, his bowcaster, dual WESTAR 34 pistols, a Beskad, his flamethrower on his right arm, a mini concussion missile on the left, a couple of grenades that were normal and anti-force, and his Beskar Beskar'Gam.

The warrior looked at [member="Felicity Mason"] and said harshly, "Would you quit your yappin'? 'Cause its getting annoying for everyone on this damn ship." He was lucky there was no such thing as royalty in his culture. 'If I was these stupid servants I would already send these people to hell and get an actual life,' he thought in his head.

[member=The Cyborg] [member=Kezeroth the Hateful] [member=Glyph] [member=RC 212]

 

[Felicity Mason]

"No," she answered Glyph, "Just tea, thank-"

"Would you quit your yappin'? 'Cause its getting annoying for everyone on this damn ship."

The little Princess glared at this hired body guard. What had she been thinking? Mother chose the strangest people to look after her.

"And when I want your opinion, I will ask for it," she responded, lifting her cup delicately to her lips, "You are not paid to advise me, sir."

 

[Vilaz Munin]

The Mandalorian saw the glare of the princess being shot at him. "You think you're gonna scare me off with that glare? And you don't tell me what to do, especially when your a little girl that ain't mature," he responded back to the princess.

She thought he was one of these servants that does almost everything for these parasitic nobles and ladies, when he was simply a man that followed no monarchy or dictators, but obeyed orders from his brothers and sisters that were a higher ranking than him.

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Glyph"] [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="The Cyborg"] @RC 212

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="The Cyborg"] @RC 212

He took the cup as they start to exchange the venomous words, eyes falling and a sigh coming from him as he went to refresh the tea, listening to them retort back and forth while he stood there tending to it. To be fair he wasn't hired to advise her but he could atleast be nice when he tried to do so... not out right blunt and disrespectful. But he shrugged as he did such, the smile still there and he returned with it to give it back to Felicity. "Miss Mason, i think you should try and relax... arguing with someone before returning home will only make the return ever more sour than it is already going to be." He sometimes hated empathy, knowing she dreaded getting home, knowing she hated the scene that had befallen the planet after the ASA had attacked.

 

[The Cyborg]

(Was waiting on RC to do it, but....)

The Cyborg grinned at the controls of his ship as it alerted him that a hyperspace flucuation was approaching. They were heeeere! The droid glanced over the array of flashing buttons in front of him for a moment, briefly deciding which one to press. "Hmmmmmmm Ion canon? Nooooo... they're in hyupperspace... What for hyperspace... What for hyperspace... Ooooh! The Gravity mine!" The CYborg smiled, communicating directly with the ship via his scomp link as it gave The CYborg details of teh hyperspace flucuation, which way it was headed. A moment later, a small hatch on the side of his ship burst open, and what appeared to be a very large cream pie slowly drifted out of the ship, directly in the path of the Naboo royal yaught that swam through hyperspace. A gravity mine, ready to rip them forcefully out of hyperspace.

"Nowwwwww! We wait!"

@Glyph @Vilaz Munin [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] @RC 212

 

[Boggo Flib]

Kerzeroth watched the other two ships waiting, just stalling and floating in space. When suddenly one of the ships opened up and a Gravity Mine floated out away in direction. Kezeroth raised a brow and then looked at this pilot droid " Droid, Prepare to Board on my Command!" The Gen'Dai saw what was gonna happen, second later some sensors went off informing him of a ship in hyperspace just as he predicted. It was a high class ship, not in combat but fancy. Royalty? Kezeroth scratched his chin as he waited more.

[member="The Cyborg"]
[member="Glyph"]
[member="Vilaz Munin"]
[member="Felicity Mason"]@RC 212

 

[Felicity Mason]

She didn't like getting advice. Not from anyone. Not from mom. Not from dad. Not from Uncle B, or Owain. Not from Percy. And absolutely not from two stupid body guards, one who was her same age, and one who only had honor as long as you had credits to pay him.

She opened up her mouth to shoot back a sharp retort, but something happened. The ship stopped dead. Tea spilled all over the ships carpeting, and even got on her expensive cream silk dress! This was her favorite dress too!

"What has happened?" she demanded, rising from her seat, "Go find the pilot! Inform him that this little trick of his is going to get him fired if he-"

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="The Cyborg"] [member="Vilaz Munin"]

Glyph had felt this sort of thing far more than once or twice, and he knew what a gravity well felt like as he listened to the strain on the ships body. He didn't like it hearing that and pulled off his comlink from his belt, speaking to the pilot who quickly confirmed his suspicions. The problem was quick and there were only two people that used this technology, Pirates looking to get a quick buck, or someone that intentionally waited for them. "Its just a hyperdrive malfunction... mercenary, mind coming with me out into the main hall of the ship, the pilot needs help repairing it."

 

[Vilaz Munin]

"Damn it! Now what the kark is goin' up in there?!" Vilaz said out loud, not caring of how people would judge him of his way of talking. This was enough for him. He had enough of hearing some girl that complains and whines for everything, and now he was temporarily stuck with her until the ship got fixed. "As long as I don't have to hear this girl, then I'm in," he responded back to the servant. The Mandalorian then placed his helmet over his face, the T-Visored helmet concealing his face.

There was no way he was going to let some stranger touch his equipment. He would bring his whole equipment, for he didn't want to yell and insult the princess if she was to touch his equipment. He would stand at the door, waiting for the servant to lead him to their position.

[member="Glyph"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="The Cyborg"] [member=RC 212]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"][member="The Cyborg"]

RC opened up the comms to his two comapatriots as the Marauder surged forwards at full speed aiming to intercept the royal ship. He double checked the munitions on the Thor Armor and loaded an extra rockets into his arm mounts. At that moment he roared across the channel.

"The time is nigh! ATTACK!"

The Marauders Ion cannons opened up with a vengeance stitiching the space between the two vessels with streams of white fire. Rc roared a blood curdling roar and the Raiders, all ex-Deathwatch from his previous days donned their helmets and stood up. In quick procession RC exited the bridge, and slammed the bolt on his DC-17.

They arrived at the docking bay seconds later, and Rc pushed the hathc release. Slowly the tube began to extend outwards and they waited, a legion of deadly ex Mando warriors, intent on the kill.

 

[The Cyborg]

The Cyborg's purple and orange freighter turned quickly to the side, for it's ramp to face the Naboo ship, before stopping alltogether. Then nothing happened. Seconds ticked by.

Suddenly, the ramp burst open, spewing out dozens of small items, one of The Cyborg's legion of pink astrodroids, and The Cyborg himself. The droid held his manticore grenade launcher in both hands, his chimera rifles at his hips, and was hutling forwards with the force of his ejection form the ship, towards the stopped ship. Halfway through the vacum of space towards the ship, he raised the grende launcher. In space, no one could hear The Cyborg's laughter. (Had to.)

A thermal detonator was flung from the barrel of the launcher, crashing at high speeds through the zero gravity of space towards the bridge viewport of the Naboo royal yaught.

"BOOM!"

@RC 212
[member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]