Welcome to the Black Parade [Slaver Bust] [No Sith]

[Geneviève Lasedri]

[ Continuation of Long Black Train ]


It was time to take it to the Jabiim slaver ring. Geneviève had been a little anxious to take care of business after the incident that led to this moment, however she was irked to have to follow Little Miss Republic Secret Agent Girl. Honestly, she had no intention of being her little tool, so she would treat orders more like 'request' and decide for herself whether or not she would follow. Beggars can't be choosers, after all.

Still, it was best to keep coordinated, and at least the undercover agent had an idea about this slaver gang and held the little details. Little details mattered the most, so it was best not to ignore that. Gen would be reluctantly compliant, then--at least at the beginning of their operation. Fortunately, she had some GLC contacts in the nearby systems and hopefully they could make the show. It was time to put the beatdown on these traffickers.

Standing outside a dilapidated shack in the muddy plains that composed Jabiim, 'Viola' lingered underneath the corroded metal roof in her Bactarma suit and her signature trenchcoat, awaiting the assembly of her temporary comrades with Scrubber in hand. They would need to at least establish contact before heading off to the location that Agent Garter would lead them to. And that twerp had better show up, or she was not going to be seeing her precious grappling devices again...

[member="Solan Charr"], [member="Patricia Susan Garter"], [member="Regor Laxvan"]

 

[Regor Laxvan]

Regore arived at Jabim at the reqweast of [member="Geneviève Lasedri"] , he wore a long cloak covering his armor to avoid unwanted atention. He atploced her "good to see you Gen"

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Geneviève Lasedri"] [member="Regor Laxvan"] [member="Solan Charr"]

Loud booming was heard in the background of the wastes of Jabim, a pulsating sound that had a loud rattle to it with each boom. The booms grew closer and closer and as they did they began to symbol something along the lines of music. Shortly after a blip could be seen on the horizon and it was an odd color that offset the muddy and earth tone colors of the distance. It was pink? As the pink blip grew closer and closer the music grew to low bass of a techno song blaring through the sealed cabin of a speeder that was now in clear sight no further than fifty yards away.

The equivalent of a pink hummer in the form of a speeder parked itself in front of the muddy little hut and roared as the engines revved and then shortly died out. The music pumped for a second or two more but that too soon faded away and was replaced by the hot engine ticking and cooling is random *tick* noises. The door slammed open and out popped a long slender and bare leg that went up to mid thigh. A small click was heard when the end of a three inch red heal hit the ground where the leg had willed it to go. Following behind was the rest of Patricia Garter, republic field agent.

Wearing a dark but not blackened sun glasses, a offensively large sun hat, and a tight fitting green dress that clung to her curves the blonde haired woman looked over to Gen and put on her best smile. "Hello friend." She said smile still bright on her face. What she really wanted to say was "oh hey queen who blew my cover, sup?" But those words would be best used later if this went south. She looked at the man in armor and giggled softly at the man. She certainly did not look like republic agent at the moment. She looked like a woman who was going for a stroll in the park with a date. "Where's the boy toy?" She said with a grin on her face.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Geneviève Lasedri"] [member="Regor Laxvan"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"][member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

Solan had been sitting near the corner dozing off while he waited for the republic agent to arrive craning his neck and thinking to himself as he finally noticed the door open and looked over to find the Republic agent. He rubbed his eyes and lifted his hand, speaking as he smiled. "Just over here imagine raven head dancing, it was quite a fun dream." He smiled at Gen before looking back at Patricia. "Anyways, sorry about dozing off there, where are these guys..."

(Totally just now saw this thread.... i blame the interwebs.)