Nomads land. (Timtank)

[Adobi-Wan Kenobi]

((OOC---This is right after "The twisted minds of Ryver/Taym"))

The ship jerked out of hyper space, visible damage couldn't be seen from out side the ship. But from inside it was clear, Ryver/Taym had done a number on the Star Hunter.
Zett was hardly breathing by this point, and the wound Ryver/Taym had inflicted before they where gone was still bleeding heavily.

At least it worked. A faint Week smile crossed Zett's lips as he held up the data pad which now housed the Anti Virus to combat the Taym Virus.

If Zett was about to die he could rest in peace that Ryver/Taym wouldn't be wiping the entire human, Scratch that all LIFE wasn't about to be fried and wiped from across the face of the Galaxy.

Zett looked at the screen that was beginning to bug annoy him:

Warning:

Shields, Offline

Life Support, 13% and failing...

How ironic 13%, That was the number on the progress bar of that Anti Virus when he started fighting Ryver/Taym. Now Fate had played a cruel trick on him, he was now forced to suffer with the same percentage of Oxygen. He would barely make it if at all.

The planet he had selected was called Bogden, and it was barely in range of the Hyper drive, he looked out at the visibly torn apart world.

Zett had wished he had shields up and running but it wasn't worth losing power to life support to gain it. He had is armor, all the droid, and all the ships systems being cleaned by the Anti Virus, and repairing those few things wouldn't be to hard or long, even less time when he gets his droids up ad running.

This ain't going to be fun.
Zett looked at the atmosphere readouts of the planet, normally people couldn't fly a ship without being burned up on return to a planet, without shields, and that was the case for Zett, he had no shields.

He didn't need the computer to tell him he had hit the atmosphere, he knew that when his ship lit up like a meteor coming down from space. His ship went red hot as it passed through the atmosphere,
Sith Spit! I'm coming in to hot, I'm gonna Burn up!

Zett moved from the captains seat, the feeling of fainting came over him but he fought it, he was breathing to fast and there was by far not enough air in the ship to support that.

He moved over to the co-pilots seat, he had never flown this bucket without a second man or droid on the bridge. He started to extend the drag fins and slow the ship rapidly, but it wasn't enough, Zett could almost feel the pull of the ship, as it strained to hold it self together.

Hold on a little longer...We're almost there Girl.

He patted the control panel as if the ship was able to hear his voice and respond to it...That was one of the last things he thought after that all he remembered was hitting the cold Flore of the ship and then blackness setting in.

Wake up son...wake up, You've landed.
He heard his fathers voice ending his dreams.

He woke up after the landing, if that term could be used, it was more of a crash lading. Zett stood slowly and punched the wall, not out of anger, but of joy he had made it.
He shouted with a huge hysterical laugh, HA HA!!! We made it! Well at least the ship did, i missed the whole thing.

Zett died down into a chuckle and he moved to the ramp and opened it to take in the air as it rushed in and went to his room and picked up his belt and set his pistols into the holsters, then checked the progress bar on the Armor seeing the numbers.


Down Load 76% complete, Estimated time to finish, 6 minutes.
that meant the download was the same for all the systems, He waited for the armor to be done he could wait 6 more minute to get some food, drink and repairs.

By then the ship was safe, Ryver/Taym could no longer hack into the ship, the Armor, or the Droids for that matter. He stood admiring himself in the silver Armor with Orange trim he H.U.D was working better then ever after the download.

He moved out of the ship, he was aware the smugglers and other scum right up his alley had made this planet there homes, he would be able to find one of the settlements with little trouble, with a long walk he made it to the first village type settlement where he would first find some type of food.

It didn't surprise him that the first place he found that sold food, was a Cantina... he entered and ordered a Bantha Steak, and a Alderaanian Ale, then he only hoped that he wouldn't run into any idiots that might want to kill hims for some small trifle.

[timtank]

It was not long now, he was getting closer to leaving the company of the Sith Order on behalf of visions of a old friend. The Zabrak felt rather out of place with the order of the Sith anyway... It was only easy living their when his hate was at it's greatest. Although ever since re adventuring old jedi habits such as meditation and Whiting he has felt more at peace. With his mind growing ever more clear he felt he had to get assistance, assistance leaving the Sith as well as surviving after that.

So the planet Bogen felt like a good place to find a helpful outlaw or Bounty Hunter willing to assist for a few thousand credits. So his mission to Nal Hutta was somewhat halted when he made this stop on the way back from republic space. He would have to make his way to Nal Hutta rather soon, so this personal mission had to be achieved before anything.

Zanabar's questions where quick and straight to the point. He had no time to lose when suddenly in the distance a flaming mass was seen falling from the sky. This somehow touched the Sith's senses, prompting him to instinctively run to the crash site. He looked around to see a ship that was fairly in tack, witch was very surprising do to the violent nature of the ship crash.

The Zabrak walked slowly closer to the crash site as to investigate anything that may be their. Although he found nothing he did try to tap into his senses to track the ships owner. Reading life energy though the force he walked a path similar to the owner of the ship, following the traces of life energy left behind until he found a cantina. Who would have thought it, the pilot of a crashed star ship stopping at a cantina.

Zanabar entered and started to walk about, asking everybody within if they owned that ship. Until he came around to some man sitting at a table alone, looked like a bounty hunter... So Zanabar walked over and sat with him, His black cloak and hood hiding his face the sith asked "Would you mind telling me who you are? And is that crashed junk heep outside yours?" Awaiting the being's answer with one hand on his lightsaber, he simply hoped for a calm discussion that for once wouldn't end in disembowelment...

[Adobi-Wan Kenobi]

JUNK HEEP?!?! Zett repeated in his mind the words the stranger in black robes had spoken.
Junk heep? How dare he.
Zett grumbled, then thought over the question, it had just fallen from the sky, and she wasn't the best looking ship ever, but the two things the Star Hunter wasn't was slow, and easy to kill.

Yes the ship is mine, But despite the looks, she ain't a junk heep. Zett started and then swigged his drink down, then began eating the Bantha Steak, though eating was a lightly used word in this case, it was more like devouring it.

Mid way through the meal the stranger was still there so Zett continued, Sorry to keep you waiting i haven't eaten in several hours...The name will remain unknown by you until i know your name and won't try and kill me. Zett kept eating (devouring) the food for another minute or two. But he was so starved that it didn't last long.

Now...If your talking to me you obviously have a job for me, someone to hunt? something to 'deliver'? Or both? perhaps. Zett looked at the caped figure who sat across the table from him.

Shall i get you a drink?
Zett wasn't worried about the man having his hands hid away under the table, he was holding something that was obvious, they always where, but as long as he didn't know his name then Zett was safe, Hebba's goons where far to dumb for that. But this man had seen Zett's crashed ship, which meant that is he Had looked at the name on the ship and had Zett's information then he would already know. But he didn't which already put Zett in the clear, unless he was playing dumb.

Zett spoke again, and don't worry about the damage, it ain't that bad all i need are a few supplies, me and my droids can fix the things wrong with it in under an hour.

Zett was sure at this point that he was here to hire Zett and not kill him.

[timtank]

Zanabar didn't bother to look to closely at the ship, despite his eyes scanning over the name of the ships owner it didn't quiet register to the soon to be former Sith. Although the hooded Zabrak didn't care much about who owned it, but more about if it could fly correctly. The Zabrak did not bother the man while he was eating as to not show to much disrespect.

Not long later the guy requested that Zanabar speak his name first, prompting him to say "Thats not quiet fair... I did ask you first after all... Matters not, names are not important right now. Then the question about a job? I do not know if I have a job for you if that JUNK HEEP is not properly maintained... I simply will need a quick emergency transport from Korriban to Coruscant's Jedi Temple, and yes before you ask this is a issue involving the Sith and Jedi orders."

That kind of information will scare off most people, and Zanabar can't be dealing with a coward. The man's offer of a drink was completely ignored as Zanabar found himself in a rather serious situation. To request a Bounty hunter puts himself on the Sith's bad side was a rather large request after all.

"So all I can offer for this job is 12,000 Credits. I can offer 6,000 right now and the other 6,000 when I am transported..." It was rather clear the man was not hostile or on guard so the Sith Placed his hands on the table.

" I would need transport 14 days from now, so I will also supply you with food sense I may need you to camp out on that forsaken rock for about 7 days, in case something goes wrong and I am forced to leave early." Extending his hand to the man Zanabar then says "Are you in? Will you be willing to risk the disfavor of the sith? The disfavor of the Empire?" Zanabar truly did want this character's assistance on the matter. The bounty hunters choice would without a doubt shape the path the Zabraks life will follow.

[Adobi-Wan Kenobi]

Zett clenched a fist at the words 'Sith', but when he found out that he was wanted to get this one away from the Sith and that they might be going after him a bit more after this job Zett spoke, I have already been a hated man by the Empire, so a little bit more of a bounty there won't hurt...
Zett was remembering the mission to Montita several months ago, how he had stopped the Sith from using the Rakoul virus as a weapon, and killed a Sith in the process. He brushed his Trophy lightsaber as he thought about the death of the Sith. He took a drink.

And yes the ship is in very good shape, i take good care of her.

Now 14 days from now? 6000 credits now, and another 6000 later. And you want me to camp out on the dust ball? Zett was repeating every thing and mauling it over. He took another long swig of the ale at his table, gave a sigh and put his had across the table to shake.

Captain Rem, You got yourself a ship.
Granted the job was a little bit more risky then Zett would have liked, not to mention the people he might run into on Korriban, he would also need to put a few things off for a while, but the pay was considerable, the job would be easy once he got away from the homeworld of the Sith, but the job before that would be some of the thoughest things he had ever dealt with. Now he wished Ryver/Taym where still with him.

OK, But getting in is going to be the hard part for me, the ship is fast, so i can out run any thing coming for us when we leave, but landing won't be easy, you got some sort of false Cargo or landing codes i can give 'em?

Zett signaled another drink for himself while he and the runaway would be talking the job over.

[timtank]

Zanabar didn't quiet wish to go over the shaking of hands thing to signify a deal, but it couldn't be helped... Accepting the hand shake Zanabar followed with a response " Well Rem was it? I hope your SHIP will prove as impressive as you think..." The Zabrak was still rather skeptical after all, he would be generally betraying the Sith after all... Its one thing to get on their bad side but complete betrayal will prove rather tricky as well as dangerous.

Despite the captain's words as to how he felt all would go well Zanabar was ever skeptical. He was hoping he was making the best choice for himself by deciding to leave the Sith, and relying on this man to help him... Although he was going to pay him lots of money so at this point relying on him was his only real option for leaving the Sith relatively noticed. He could pilot a ship himself but his fear is that his flying skills were rather limited.

"OK, But getting in is going to be the hard part for me, the ship is fast, so i can out run any thing coming for us when we leave, but landing won't be easy, you got some sort of false Cargo or landing codes i can give 'em?"

Zanabar chuckled slightly and called over the waitress. From her he took a peace of paper and pen and wrote down a landing code meant to represent a cargo transport. So if he was at any point noticed he would appear to be preparing to pick up cargo. "Those should do Rem... Wait within about a five or so miles from the temple. I will contact you when I am ready to be picked up, as well as I will be making a attempt to meet you half way as well..."

From inside of his cloak the Zabrak took two items, a communications device as well as some small mapping device. The Mapping device the Zabrak soon imformed that it was a tracking device. " One is a Communicator and the other is used to track me... I implanted a chip into my skin a little while ago to prepare for this... So keep track of that so you can find me, as long as we are on the same planet you can find me. Don't let it out of your sight..."

Zanabar stood up and said " Their is nowhere in the known galaxy lacking Sith spies, we shouldn't talk any longer, and shouldn't speak again until the chosen day. If their is no questions we can be on are way..."

[Adobi-Wan Kenobi]

Zanabar stood up and said " Their is nowhere in the known galaxy lacking Sith spies, we shouldn't talk any longer, and shouldn't speak again until the chosen day. If their is no questions we can be on are way..."

Zett gave a slight nod as he took the paper then devices,
I'll make some adjustments to the ship and leave noon tomorrow...see ya' there. Zett finished the drink before heading off to the next task. He bought some supplies in order to repair the ship, and took only an hour to repair and reprogram all his droids and computers.

From then he had the droids that where well capable of repairing the ship work on their own, while he got much needed sleep.

((OOC---OK timtank, I'm fine ending it here and starting up the next. Seems like a good spot to end for now. PM/link me for the next thread if you want to start it up. ;D))