Slave Den

[lanphear]

Layana's eyes slowly looked upward to see the large armor clad man standing in front of her. The shadow cast his body in darkness, making all distinction of body detail impossible. "Twenty thousand credits, not negotiable" said the slaver in a gruff voice, his hand clenching a piston in one hand and the chain connecting to Layana in the other. Fear was coursing through her veins but the slavers had warned her that if she shed a single tear or showed any negative emotion she'd be harshly punished. The only real glint of hope she had right now was that this man would buy her, no matter how bad he was he couldn't be any worse then the slavers.

[Lucilius Solo]

((Sorry mine is gone, accidently deleted it, when I meant to hit modify. *Shakes fist at computer))

Beskar stared at the man, and said "How about you give me the girl, or I blast you where you stand! Perhaps you don't know who I am or perhaps you could just use some persuasion" and Beskar reached for his Mandalorian Blaster.





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Beskar entered the Slave Den on the Smuggler's Moon. His camoflauge Mandalorian armor turning black in the dim light. Even the occupants of the Slave Den, the scum of the galaxy, couldn't look at Beskar for more than a minute. Everyone on Nar Shaddaa knew of Beskar's reputation for killing his former employers, and it was a reputation Beskar enjoyed. Beskar looked around, and saw a small girl being held in a force cage. Walking over to her keeper, he asked "How much?"

[lanphear]

Layana started to get really afraid but was scared to show it because of her master. Her hands began to tremble a bit but were immediately stopped out of sheer will. Just then 4 more slavers came in from the background, their were used to the slave game by now and knew that people could try and pull something.

"I don't really give a fodder who you are. You can choose to pay the credits or you can leave." he said this while 2 others gripped rifles and the other two held vibroblades and gave him a dangerous look.

[Lucilius Solo]

Beskar smiled beneath his helmet and taking his hand off the handle of his blaster he told the men "Not too many people would have stood up to a Mandalorian. So for that, very well I will pay the credits. But next time, you guys won't find me as agreeable" and Beskar handed the men the credits.

[lanphear]

The slaver laughed a bit and then handed the neck chain to the armored man. She was still worried at what would happen with her life now though, it could never be the same as before. Hopefully this new master would treat her better then the slavers. "Please let this man be good" she thought to herself as she felt the scars from the electrosticks on her flesh and the tattoo on her upper shoulder. She waited for the man to take the chain and her life.

[Lucilius Solo]

Taking the girl's chain, he gave one final glance at the girl's old handler. "Let's go" he said to the girl, as he began to walk out of the Slaver's Den.


((This will continue in a thread called "The Hunter Becoming The Hunted" on Nar Shaddaa))

[Necro Stormborn]

The GlassSword As jorgun called his new ship, which he had aquired on Ord Mantell, was now docking at Jorguns preferred space port on Nar Shadda. He had frequented this planet numerous times throughout many intervals in his lifetime. Being over the age of 600, he really had been able to see the changes that had, and still were occuring on this grimy planet, full of seedy underworld-lings.

AS the ships repulsors flared, and ship soothed it's way down to the ground, jorgun pulled back on the steering yoke, and then unbuckled his saftey harness. (( saftey first..)) AS he headed for the back of the new ship, he hovered around a display port in the back, where a holographic image of the surrounding area popped up. Jorgun glanced at it and then asked his AI 'meera' to find the closest slave den. Jorgun was accustom to working with some mercs in the past.. but he'd found that slaves that are set free tend to work harder, and remain loyal, whereas the mercs tend to get shot by the employer.

"Master Mythrax, there is a slave den two blocks away, on the left side of the plaza, down two levels. Would you like me to upload you the schematics to your HUD?"

"Thank you Meera, good job." Jorgun stepped away from the holo port, and walked to the aft cargo bay. He grabbed all his gear; cortosis knife, concussion grenades, 2 sonic detonators, and one thermal detonator. Finally he picked up his extremly heavy Bule Verpine Repeating blaster, the rifle that had cost him 150,000 credits.

"Ok Meera, I'll be back in a few." Jorgun walked to the starboard side of the ship, and pressed a pad on the wall, the galley opened up, exposing the slick landing pad that the ship rested on. Jorgun walked down the pad, as some lights began to beep in his helmet, showing that the information on the den was now loaded and ready to be displayed.

[Lucilius Solo]

Beskar, had the young girl following closely behind him. Suddenly Beskar stopped, for he had heard the destinctive patter of bootsteps behind, a sound the young girl could not make. Turning around, Beskar saw a rival Bounty Hunter walking towards him. Beskar held his hand ready to grab his blaster rifle at a seconds notice.

[Necro Stormborn]

Jorgun was walking towards the Slave den when he saw a man clad in what looked like a cross between Bounty hunting armor and Mando protection plates, carrying a girl behind him, linked to the man by chain.

Jorgun decided he wanted to take a closer look at this girl.. it would seem that she was a slave... though to be sure, he decided to keep them in his view.

A thought sprouted in jorgun's head.... Why should he pay for a slave, when there was one rght infront of him, ripe for the taking. It wasn't like he could not afford a handful of slaves... just why should he be troubled, and besides... He really did hate mandos, and this looked like one. So, to Jorgun, this was an opportunity for him to obtain a new employee, and wipe out something he clearly despised.

Jorgun, being a Gen'dai could feel the man's heart beat spike, could sense some of the anticipation. The man clearly knew the Jorgun was following him. Infact, it seemed as though he was preparing for a confrontation. "hahahah..... why do they always resort to violence."

[Lucilius Solo]

Beskar stared at the man and said "Hello Jorgun. Before I killed Binggana The Hutt, I worked for him. Binggana said how you were feared across the galaxy and how you were one of the galaxy's greatest bounty hunters. So what brings one of your greatness to Nar Shaddaa?" asked Beskar smugly

[Necro Stormborn]

Jorgun laughed... It was funny that this man knew his name, and not an alia.. but his real name. "Hahaha...Oh dear. You seem to have come by some valuable information, young one. What would you do if I didn't want that information leaked... What if i want to remain 'Dead'. Huh? Regardless... I'm here for waht looks to be the same reason as you. For her." Jorgun, who had still been approaching the two as he was speaking was now but a meter and a half away. He was pointing to the slave girl.

"Hom much did she set you back?" jorgun said now resting his enormous Bule Verpene Repeating Blaster on his forearm.

[Lucilius Solo]

Beskar glanced back at the girl and said "If you wanted to remain dead, then you shall. For only Binggana and I know your real name and that your alive. With me killing Binggana, then I guess I'm the only one left knowing."

Beskar, glanced at the girl again, and then without looking at Jorgun he said "Twenty thousand credits. But she is something I am going to keep."

[Necro Stormborn]

"Remaining dead isn't so hard.. killing you would solve that problem, friend. Though I'm not sure i like this venue, nor am i sure that i really want to overspend my energy on smallfrys like you. I can make this easy and offer you 100k for her. I need someone to work with me on my ship, and I wouldnt mind training her..." Jorgun was now rubbing his biceps, caressing the plated armor with his gloved gauntlets

[Lucilius Solo]

Beskar thought about the offer. Not too many people would have engaged him, ready to fight. Most people Beskar dealt with wouldn't even look him in the eyes...well at his helmet. Then a thought came to Beskar, If the three of them were to join together they would be powerful. A very powerful combination a Gen'dai, a Mandalorian, and an Echani. "Very well Jorgun. The girl is yours, and as long as you keep paying me I'm yours as well. Be warned, if you betray me you won't be the first employer I killed."

[Necro Stormborn]

"Hah... you've got spirit kid. But trust me, if I wanted to betray you, you wouldn't have a chance to repay the favor. When i do a job, i do it right." And with that jorgun turned around and started walking back to his ship, his mission was successful.

As he was walking he noticed they weren't following..."Er.. come along now. the ships is this way, and bring the girl." he continued on, walking briskly, strongly towards his ship.

[Lucilius Solo]

Beskar turned to face the girl and said "Come on" and he began to follow Jorgun to his ship. Beskar was after all a mercenary and he had to go with whoever paid, regardless of whether Beskar liked them or not.

[Necro Stormborn]

(( should we move to a new thread.. or stay in this one aboard my ship?))

[Lucilius Solo]

((New Thread))