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Feb 14, 2007 23:48:02 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Feb 14, 2007 23:48:02 GMT -5
Emmira glanced around, wondering how long this would go on.
"Where are any of our kind from?"
She said, turning away, before submitting and answering the question.
"Corellia. But aside from that, I'd rather not say."
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Feb 14, 2007 23:55:59 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Feb 14, 2007 23:55:59 GMT -5
Allright, allright. I'm not going to pry. I was just trying to make conversation.
He said, hands up in the air.
Anywho, if you need a pilot, keep me in mind eh? Names Armen Sal'tolma. Gimmie a call when you change your mind.
He said, getting up and heading for a group of men watching a swoop race on a view screen, taking his beer with him and flipping a 10 cred chit to the bartender to pay for the drinks.
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Feb 15, 2007 19:08:32 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Feb 15, 2007 19:08:32 GMT -5
Once again Alex found himself amongst a crowd of like minded men as he threw down bets on the swoop races going on at the far end of the bar. He had lost count how many drinks he had had and how much money he had put down on Jettz this time. Rocco had tried to cut him off, but being a good man he kept supplying the booze.
The first round of tonights races was rounding the final stretch of the course. Jettz in the lead, but closely followed by his archrival Meslian. They were almost neck and neck. Every now and then Alex would get bumped every now and then by the other drunk betters. Then again, he would do the same if they came too close to him. You never could tell when someone might swipe your creds.
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Feb 15, 2007 23:48:01 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Feb 15, 2007 23:48:01 GMT -5
Armen walked over to where the crowd of betters usually was for the swoop races, and looked at the race. Jettz was winning, but it looked like Meslian was looking for an opportunity to overtake him. Jettz was better through the corners, but got eaten up in the straights by Meslian's faster swoop. Armen put down 250 on Meslian for the win, against the rest of the guys at the bars bets. He just smirked at the bookie as he put the money down. He had been watching swoop racing for to long and had been a pilot for to long to not realize the first wide corner Jettz took, it was all over.
Armen watched paitently until the moment came. It was out of a long back straight, into a medium right hander that dove into a sharp left hander hairpin. Meslian rode Jettz all the way into the corner, not 6 inches off his tail, forcing him to take the corner faster than he should have, and blowing the entry for them both into the hairpin, causing them to exit it pretty much parallel. Everyone at the bar collectively cursed. It was all over and they knew it. The resulting drag race to the finish left Jettz almost a second and a half behind Meslian as they crossed the finish line. Armen just smirked as he collected the pot and pocketed it.
((OOC: Kiriin, you said you wanted your dood to get angry and subsequently wrecked up so that I could get a bounty? well now's your char's chance. ))
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Feb 17, 2007 10:29:24 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Feb 17, 2007 10:29:24 GMT -5
Emmira looked back around the catina one last time, as if she expected something would happen. Nothing happened. So the girl stood, downed the last of her drink, and made her way out of the cantina and into the streets of Commenor.
As she stepped outside, inside rolled the small and often abused BO-4R. BO-4R wasn't often inside, and, if his programming would allow it, he would probably have been rather excited. Instead, his expression was as it always was, one of emotionless, dutiful focus. Commenor Waste Management didn't seem to care if their droids worked with smiles on their nonexistant faces. And so the droid did not bother with the people, but rather went right on to picking up the trash.
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Feb 19, 2007 12:08:43 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Feb 19, 2007 12:08:43 GMT -5
Alex had all his days earnings in that pot, and Jettz had blew it. In his drunken stupor he rounded on the individual who had actually bet on Meslian, along with the rest of the group at the bar.
Urrrr.....hey there budddyyyy. That poottt beloooonngsss to ussss. Hand it oooovvverrrrr.
Alex reached to grab the man's arm as the others started to circle around him to flank him.
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Feb 19, 2007 15:56:50 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Feb 19, 2007 15:56:50 GMT -5
Armen turned around and looked at the guy. From both his look and how he sounded he was quite drunk, as were a few of the others there. He rolled his eyes. Idiots betting stupid amounts on swoop racing, now turn on the winner. Great. He thought as he turned his head towards the man who was currently grabbing his arm.
Sorry man, better luck next time I guess.
He said, pulling his hand away and heading towards the door.
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Feb 19, 2007 16:17:12 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Feb 19, 2007 16:17:12 GMT -5
Xaojii looked back at the transport with a sigh of relief that he wasn't caught by the Outlanders, and took his first few glances at another civilization, one very distinct from the one he had been exiled from. For one there were so many Outlanders, and another is they all looked different, and they all showed they're skin in one place or another, of all different colors; something that would warrant a death sentence in any Tusken clan. He wondered if they were all one race, or many different races? It was all so new to him it was overwhelming, he didn't worry about being seen, because everyone seemed busy with they're own affairs, that they only gave him a passing glance.
Xaojii had no idea what it was that drove him to go near the Outlanders, but he did, and there wasn't much he could do about it; he had been exiled from his clan, and in shame decided on the most prominent thing in his mind, which just happened to be the tiny city at the base of a mountain. It was Outlander, and he couldn't go to another clan, word spreads fast among Tusken, he would be executed on sight near any other clan, and if he wandered into the desert on his own, there were many Outlanders who liked hunting lone Tuskens.
He didn't know what it was, or what he was searching for, but something told him to start off down a street that passed by a Cantina which a young Outlander woman had just walked out of.
((OOC: CG, Conman? someone start me off on Plot1 here, I finally thought up a place to come in at, and I don't wanna have him end up like the old SWURP [remember the hobo shack in the alley on Coruscant?]))
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Feb 19, 2007 16:18:41 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Feb 19, 2007 16:18:41 GMT -5
(Got a gaffi stick or something very very very precious to you that you'd hate to have stolen?)
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Feb 19, 2007 16:24:53 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Feb 19, 2007 16:24:53 GMT -5
(gaffi'd work, but all it is is just scrap, what is some thief gunna steal it an pawn it off?)
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Feb 19, 2007 16:37:12 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Feb 19, 2007 16:37:12 GMT -5
(Did somebody say...SCRAP???)
BO-4R had succeeded in his job at the cantina. He had picked up seven broken glasses, cleaned up some vomit, and polished the bar counter until it was only slightly dull. He usually didn't make it that far before some sentient stepped on him or kicked him into a wall.
Today, however, he hadn't been kicked or stepped on. Instead, a drunk fell on him. And, since his programming stated that if he interfered with any sentient he was to leave the area immediately, he quickly coasted his way outside.
Once there, he immediately detected a large piece of filth. Dirt, dust, sand, and all manner of trash, just sitting there in a pile. It was too much for the little droid to ignore. BO quickly made his way up behind what he did not know was a tusken and began examining the pile of trash. Most of it seemed to be connected, and the pile itself was too large for his little self to carry. Then, a nasty dirty stick on the side of the pile caught his attention. It was then that BO's reminder funtion let him know that he was due at area 12Y immediately. He quickly extended a small arm and took the stick, storing it inside himself and racing away.
(hope you don't mind the slight char control)
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Feb 19, 2007 16:55:29 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Feb 19, 2007 16:55:29 GMT -5
(LOL, awesome, leave it to CG to think up genius plot triggers [The man with the plan indeed])
Feeling something tug at his robe, he whirled around in time to see a little droid consume his Gaffi strick and race off down the street. Reflexively, Xaojii reached for his back and pulled his trusty Tusken Rifle from it's holster, and in one fluid motion, pulled it up to firing position, and rifled out three shots, all of which missed the little piece of crap. Xaojii swore under his breath and dashed off after it while simultaneously reholstering his rifle.
(love how it thought Xaojii was a giant piece of trash)
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Feb 19, 2007 19:43:49 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Feb 19, 2007 19:43:49 GMT -5
((OOC: ROFL !!! ))
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Feb 19, 2007 21:51:19 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Feb 19, 2007 21:51:19 GMT -5
Alex stumbled as the guy stepped away and hurriedly exited the cantina. Not carrying about picking up his tab, he trudged after him, that is after bumping into a few tables. He squinted harshly from the bright light of outside as he glanced over to the right to make sure his taxi was still there. He saw the man stalking down the street passing near the taxi. Alex fumbled in his pockets for the keyless remote access and pushed a series of buttons. Going solely off muscle memory. The side hatch to the taxi opened as the man approached near it and the engine began to warm up. Light in the interior flashed on and a soft melody floated from the cab.
Alex mustered as much of a sober voice as he could and yelled to the main who had his creds.
Need a lift buddy? I can get you anywhere this side of the planet in no time flat.
Alex began rummaging around in his pocket again until he found what he was looking for. A grade A antitoxicant. Every air taxi that ran for the main business firm had one in the cab incase its drivers decided to have a drink or two while on break. He rolled up his sleeve as he shuffle towards his cab. He injected the drug into his forearm and paused suddenly as the drug took hold and purified the toxicity in his system. He head cleared after a brief moment and he stood straight and quickly paced to catch up with the man.
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Feb 19, 2007 21:59:39 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Feb 19, 2007 21:59:39 GMT -5
(And cue Borga's thugs. I can't go any further until they show up, so just wait up.)
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Feb 19, 2007 22:02:59 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Feb 19, 2007 22:02:59 GMT -5
(me?, or him?)
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Feb 19, 2007 23:07:06 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Feb 19, 2007 23:07:06 GMT -5
Armen jumped slightly as the cab started up near him, then he spun around, to see the guy who had just wanted "his" pot back injecting something into his arm. Some sort of antitoxicant more than likely, he thought. He considered the offer. The man had lost quite a bit of money, and he didn't need any more enemies than he already had. On the flip side though, he had enough money to get his ships engines patched up and the nav comp repaired. Getting him off the rock that was called Commenor. It was a tough decision.
Armen didn't want to tell the guy that he didn't need a lift, though it would be the truth, he still thought it would be a little rude. Not that he really cared, it was more that whoever this guy was,he was probably connected. All cabbies were, it was how they survived. He looked over at the cab, then back at the driver, then back to the cab and to the driver again. Finally settling on just walking.
No, I don't, I'm good. Thanks for the offer though.
He said, adding the last part with haste.
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Feb 20, 2007 20:33:35 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Feb 20, 2007 20:33:35 GMT -5
Alex shrugged as he walked over to his cab and shut it back down.
Suit yourself, bub. I've seen you around here often. Next time your in I'll buy you a drink or two. Have a good one.
He really didn't put that many creds in the pot in the first place. He knew the races were rigged. Every cabbie did. You didn't fly a cab around here and not have the streetwise of the underworld. Of course he never took part in any kind of bids for the crime cartel either. Technically speaking he was still a Republic officer and getting into shady deals would definitely put a hamper on things. He turned away from his cab and started back towards the cantina entrance.
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Mar 11, 2007 19:28:45 GMT -5
Post by The Conman on Mar 11, 2007 19:28:45 GMT -5
((OOC: Allright, somehow we gotta get Emeria and my char onto this taxi.))
Actually, on second thought, I'll take that offer. I need a ride, and I'm to lazy to walk.
He said, to the driver as he headed for the door.
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Mar 11, 2007 19:29:57 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Mar 11, 2007 19:29:57 GMT -5
(Emmira is walking through the rain.)
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