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 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 1:43 pm
Omega nodded. 'My last mission.' He did not move to sit down, as his weight would crush any chair. 'And hopes of a new one.' He noticed the Grey knight step outside, and his attention switched back to the disgruntled Zabrak doing dealings with Sentiv. He knew Sentiv to be attentive, and knew that he was already on his guard in case anything happened with the force-weilders.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 2:14 pm
Ranak picked up his drink and raised it up above his head. "A toast! To the hopes of a good... trade." He grinned as he uttered the word 'trade.' Always good to drink before business. Loosens up the tongue and the, uh... wallet," he chuckled.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 2:32 pm
"A toast before business!" said the zabrak.
"There's something smugglers and mercs have in common as he raised his cup as well. After the toast he drained his glass and set it down.
"And as for earlier, I don't claim to be a 'skilled' merchant," Sentiv said leaning back in his seat. "Oh and this is an old aquaintence of mine, we've worked together in the past," he introduced the zabrak to Omega.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 3:06 pm
The grey jedi who had been talking to her had left the cantina along with the man who had gotten into the fight. She wasn't nesacarily with the sith, but she'd like to be. She was out for revenge after all. She over heard a nearby trade convresation, something between a merc, a droid, and a smuggler, but she really didn't have any interest in that. She was debating weather to stay in the cantina or to leave and go elsewhere.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 11:08 am
((I've let Draven Havencroft back in because he did seem sincere in his apology and I'm in a good mood so I've given him a second chance and told him to delete his posts and start again))
The man dressed in gray stepped out of the cantina. Immediately he turned to face Ky, and threw back his robe to reveal a lightsaber. Ky had been expecting this.
"Might I ask what a jedi of the Republic could possibly be doing to pick a fight in a cantina and get thrown out?" he asked in a polite manner but with a smirk on his face all the same
"Wait a sec, let me set you straight on a few things. First off, I aint no Jedi. That ship has sailed. Secondly, I did not start that fight. Stupid pig." Ky muttered the last line to himself as he kicked the dust on the floor. "Also, I don't think it's such a good idea for you to be showing off that thing, " he motioned towards the man's concealed lightsaber, "in public right now."
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 12:46 pm
Ranak nodded at the droid. "Aye. So then. Onto business. You want to go to my ship now and negotiate after you see the parts, or you want to haggle first." He grinned, taking another sip of his drink. "Makes no difference for me. I just the money and the uh... 'Special' item."
Monkuta smirked, shaking his head. "You've got a lightsaber, you're force sensitive, and you didn't kill the big pig inside. A jedi, that makes. And I fear nothing on the streets of Coruscant. I was born and raised here. Everyone's my friend!" He grinned, then thought back to the men with blasters. "Well, almost everyone." He stepped forward. The Gray hadn't associated with the Republic in many several years, and he wasn't about to break that without reason and become this man's friend. "A jedi doesn't merely walk into a cantina and shoot a gammorean in the foot unless he's looking for something. What are you looking for?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 1:31 pm
Sentiv sat and listened to the zabrak's proposition. "Now, I may not be skilled in the art of trade, but I still know that I want to see what I'm buying first," he said with an even tone. Sentiv then turned his head to Omega. "You can come if you want, it makes no difference to me."
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 2:20 pm
'Enough with this place' Mika thought standing up from her leaning postition against the wall. She wasn't hearing anything usefull and paitence had never been a thing of hers. She started walking towards the enterence to the cantina, raising her hood again, before reaching the door. She knew the two other jedi were out there, the grey one and the other one whose alligence was unknown to her. She also knew that the chances of her walking by with out one of them saying anything were pretty slim. But, what ever. She sure as heck wasn't going to hide in the cantina. The door opened and she strolled out towards the streets of Coruscant.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 5:19 pm
Ranak nodded. "Aye. Of course. Follow me then." he began to stand up, turning from his chair, but then turned around. "And try to stay inconspicuous..." he looked between the two. "Or as inconspicuous as you can, at least." He turned around, heading for the entrance.
Monkuta raised an eyebrow as Mika left the cantina, but shrugged it off. They would meet again when the time came.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 6:10 pm
'I've got nothing else to do...and this item of trade sounds interesting....' Omega-01 followed the merchant towards the entrance, and pulled his hood back down. If he had a mouth he would have smirked at the smuggler's last comment.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 6:47 pm
a tall figure then appeared at the entrance of the bar. He was cloaked in black but as he walked you could tell by looking closely that the robes were made of some kind of metallic weave. He walked into the bar slowly but steadily as though he were looking for someone. He approached the bar from one side and signaled the bar keep who acted quickly as a look of fear came over his face. He prepared a special drink and served the cloaked figure promptly before asking:
"would that be all my lord?"
The cloaked figure waved his hand and the bar keep went back to his job. The cloaked figure kept his eyes on the entire room as though still looking for someone. He noticed the other force users in the room and kept his gaze on them, making note of their presence. With his senses sharp he could feel something was going to happen
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:10 pm
Omega payed no heed to the 'Black Dragon' as he walked past to the bar. He, and most other mercenaries knew him to be a bounty hunter of ever-so-slightly above average caliber. Most of the most that knew of him despised or ignored him, for being flamboyant, and making too much of a name for himself. They didn't need that level of pressure. If any merc was as outgoing about his profession as he was, they too would be followed relentlessly by doomed scum wishing to say they had slain 'the great Black Dragon'. Apparently, he had no problem killing off the endless stream of power-drunken weaklings. Omega-01 didn't care either way, but if the business opportunity for knocking-off Starscreamer ever came up, he'd take it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:38 pm
Ranak raised an angry eye at the cloaked man as he exited. He mumbled something about a big blow-up fake but it was too quiet to understand and in the middle of speech he exited the cantina. "Lots of faces 'round here tonight..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:41 pm
he notices Omega-01 and promptly walks towards him. The barkeep sees this and hides behind the bar. He stops 7 feet away from Omega-01 and holds out his hand clad in black armor pointing right him-
The bounty on your head is a hefty one, Droid! You made the wrong enemy when you pissed off the exchange and now I'm here to collect! Surrender your weapons and come peacefully or I'll be forced to destroy you!
-he stands ready for anything Omega-01 might do. The crowd begins to widen out, trying to make space between them and the conflict.
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