Post by keyz on Nov 3, 2015 18:27:47 GMT -5
Zomm Jago watched as the streaking lines passing the windows of the luxury cruiser became stars again as the ship exited hyperspace. From the view he could see Nal Hutta growing as they approached the planet homeworld of the Hutts. He'd come to the planet to meet with Raka, who was young among the Hutts but had tremendous resources all the same; as well as a penchant for acquiring just about anything one could ask for.
The ship's engines hummed as it entered the planet's atmosphere, and the sky seemed to part for the chrome ship as it headed towards the public starport not far from the palace of Raka the Hutt. The ship rumbled ever so slightly as it touched down and Zomm got up from his seat to head over towards the door. He looked to three of the men in his employ and explained to them, "I believe it goes without saying, treat these packages with the utmost of care. These are gifts for our Hutt host and his displeasure will cost someone else far more dearly. I'm paying you all double rate to be here today because I believe in you fine gentlemen and have every faith that you'll all perform brilliantly."
The workers turned their attention from their boss man and back to their work. Two moving a hover pad hauling several boxes, and four more escorting the two. There was a smaller entourage of three, being Mr. Jago and his two guards. They moved everything to a small transport meant only for the seven of them plus there packages, and waiting there to take them to Raka's palace. With a quick pace, the transport took them through the city and Raka's home grew up to the sky from the middle distance. Zomm kept a relaxed facial expression through the length of the trip, but a watchful eye looked around as they moved along. As they arrived it was quite clear that Raka, like all Hutts, enjoyed his opulence. With a wave of his hand he dismissed the men to do their jobs. As he approached, he was immediately approached and identified by the guards of the home. As he was guided through the halls, the sounds of the Hutt's revelry could be heard throughout the corridor. Drinks were being served, and dancers strolled about to entertain.
As Zomm approached the back room, he was stopped by what must have been a personal guard of the Hutt who was quite boorish but only doing his job.
"Please tell our most gracious host that Zomm Jago is here to finalize a deal that we've discussed, and that I have come with gifts."
The ship's engines hummed as it entered the planet's atmosphere, and the sky seemed to part for the chrome ship as it headed towards the public starport not far from the palace of Raka the Hutt. The ship rumbled ever so slightly as it touched down and Zomm got up from his seat to head over towards the door. He looked to three of the men in his employ and explained to them, "I believe it goes without saying, treat these packages with the utmost of care. These are gifts for our Hutt host and his displeasure will cost someone else far more dearly. I'm paying you all double rate to be here today because I believe in you fine gentlemen and have every faith that you'll all perform brilliantly."
The workers turned their attention from their boss man and back to their work. Two moving a hover pad hauling several boxes, and four more escorting the two. There was a smaller entourage of three, being Mr. Jago and his two guards. They moved everything to a small transport meant only for the seven of them plus there packages, and waiting there to take them to Raka's palace. With a quick pace, the transport took them through the city and Raka's home grew up to the sky from the middle distance. Zomm kept a relaxed facial expression through the length of the trip, but a watchful eye looked around as they moved along. As they arrived it was quite clear that Raka, like all Hutts, enjoyed his opulence. With a wave of his hand he dismissed the men to do their jobs. As he approached, he was immediately approached and identified by the guards of the home. As he was guided through the halls, the sounds of the Hutt's revelry could be heard throughout the corridor. Drinks were being served, and dancers strolled about to entertain.
As Zomm approached the back room, he was stopped by what must have been a personal guard of the Hutt who was quite boorish but only doing his job.
"Please tell our most gracious host that Zomm Jago is here to finalize a deal that we've discussed, and that I have come with gifts."