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Mar 20, 2008 10:00:04 GMT -5
Post by Zarkan on Mar 20, 2008 10:00:04 GMT -5
Tishr half shoved his way though the crowded market square the heavy pack on his back knocking more than one person out of the way as he headed for Ordas Sulliard's shop the garishly painted green and red store front stood out like a beacon surrounded by the pale walled shops around it. "How does it get away with doing that?" He thought as he approached the do a large sign stating the store was closed.
Tishr stopped before the door setting the large pack beside him before hitting the buzzer next to the door and waiting for Ordas to open the door. He grabbed his pack as the door slid open with a slight hiss Ordas quickly ushered him in as he closed the door again, "There where people here Tishr asking about someone wearing your armor." Ordas let out has the door finally clunked shut.
"I had a small run in with some people earlier, what did they ask?" Tishr said as he heaved the heavy pack on to the large stone counter in the center of the store.
"They where trying to find out who you are, some one told them their assaulter frequents my shop I merely told them that my shopper has different colored armor than what they described, they really had a very poor description." He said as he squeezed his way between two of the shelves on the left side of the store.
Tishr began emptying the contents of the pack before speaking "That may have been the point to lead you to answer the question, but I trust you gave them a false answer."
"Yes, of course," came his muffled reply shortly before he reappeared "Ha, found it, I received this a few days ago from one of my contacts." he said handing the large pistol he held to tishr "Slug-thrower of course but it sure beats that little blaster pistol you carry, Is this the armor you need repaired?"
"Yes, I.." Tishr began before Ordas interrupted him
"It's fine armor must of been in one horrible fire fight to have holes like this, It'll take and hour or so longer then I predicted to fix, but no major problems." He said slowly rotating the greave in his hands.
"What about the new armor?" Tishr asked still moving bits on the pistol.
"It's finished assuming you don't want anything changed on it." he said as he fished out tools from his tool box.
"Do you think you could attach the optics from my goggles on to it?" Tishr asked pulling out several small cred cards while waiting.
"It's modular I should be able to plug it into the extra optic circuits other wise I'll find some way to hot wire it up thats why you come here after all." He said moving back to the counter with his tools "I should be done by tonight if you want to come by other wise tomorrow."
"Good, I'll be back tonight hopefully not to late," he said handing "This should cover it do you mind if I take the pistol I.."
"Go ahead, your paying for it and I'm sure your not just buying it to shoot someone, there is a holster and some ammo by the TH-21 ammo bins you'll see it, I'll see you tonight." Ordas finished quickly going to work on the armor as tishr grabbed the rest of the pistol's fittings before scooting out of the store nodding a last time to Ordas as he closed the door.
Tishr sighed as he looked back across the crowded market square towards the bounty office before setting off quickly shoving his way though the crowds once more passing the foot of one of Iziz's famous AD towers before entering the bounty office. The enterior was dimmed compared to the outside and bustled with the normal business of a bounty office. Tishr spotted Javcin in the back he was always willing to give out information to those he liked. Tishr smacked the vultan on the back before slipping around to sit at the table before speaking "Javcin I.."
"shush, quieter, you need a ping on a bounty I know their were a whole lot of bounty hunters here trying to lock on who you are and where you are." he wishpered just over the din of the office.
"Sith's blood, did anyone say anything to them." Tishr asked worry beganing to leak into his mind.
"No, one talked to them at least no one that knows anything, but you need to be careful, they man be watching our shop so I can't get you details right now, but I'll get you the info meet me at Pavik's cantina tonight I'll tell you what I found then until then lay low." He said before standing up and saying more loudly. "I am busy as much as I would like to chat." before walking off.
"Great." Tishr though before standing up and walking out of the office "I need to go talk to slayn their more stubborn than I thought we'll need a more solid plan eventually someone will tell them where to find me." the thought quickly moving across the city thinking as he walked before walking into the court yard of the house and greeting one of the gardeners, before walking back into the house and attempting to hunt slayn down.
((6th page and a bloody long post by me!))
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Antonus
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Mar 20, 2008 13:42:01 GMT -5
Post by Antonus on Mar 20, 2008 13:42:01 GMT -5
He continued to hold her in the warm embrace he shared with her. The sweet scent of an angel. "I really do." she told him. Did she just feel what he was feeling? with that answer she broke any uncertainty and doubts he had of her. He let himself smile and loosen his tight muscles and for a moment he felt he was at home. All his worries seemed to go away in that moment. As if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders and suddenly he felt as if he was floating on air.
Slayn moved his head a little and kissed her cheek. He knew Tishr would be back any moment with news. Their mission wasn't over in fact it was just beginning. He started to think about his death scenes and scenarios started to run through his mind. What if he never came back? What would Adara do if she found out he was dead?
"Listen Adara," he hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "If something were to happen to you I could never forgive myself, so we're going to have to get you back to coruscant. It's not safe for you here." Slayn forgot to mention his true feeling to her, but he didn't want to worry her with such drama.
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Marius
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Mar 21, 2008 19:42:53 GMT -5
Post by Marius on Mar 21, 2008 19:42:53 GMT -5
Adara looked up, shock contorting the fine features of her face. She backed up a little ways from her newly realized love, liquid brimming in her lapis eyes. A patch of red spread from the tops of her cheeks downward in a triangular patch, bottom lip quivering slightly, she put her hand on the sides of her head, looking away from Slayn. She shook her head, and looked back at him, a hardness replacing the sad look in the wells of her soul.
“No,” she stated adamantly. “I shall not hide on Coruscant. I want to stay with you.”
She turned on her heel, loose fitting clothing billowing this way and that, damp obsidian locks hanging clumpily in disarray around her shoulders, her abrupt movement moving the strands from their previous position, a thick clump at the center of her back. Her left hand left her temple, damp with the moisture of her hair, shinning brightly as she lay it against her hot cheek.
“I am not helpless you know! I have very good reactions. And, I know how to use a blaster. And one time, a neighbor’s maid taught me how to knife fight when she was supposed to come over to teach me how to mend clothing. She said it is a skill all women should know! I can show you if you want.”
She rushed over to her clothing, extracting a very dangerous looking dinner knife that had been obviously modified. She held it so the blade was facing backward, and looked desperately at Slayn.
“You cannot leave me behind! After all this time, after I tell you that I love you. You cannot send me away…”
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Mar 22, 2008 1:31:20 GMT -5
Post by Zarkan on Mar 22, 2008 1:31:20 GMT -5
Tishr was marching along on the first floor ducking into this room and that has he searched for Slayn or Adara keeping a wary eye out for anything out of place and a hand on his heavy pistol just in case the bounty hunters had found them.
He was moving though the kitchen when he heard muffled yelling on the second floor. He wrenched his pistol from his holster as he rushed up the stone stairs his rubber soled combat boots barely making a sound. He thought he heard Adara yelling as he sprinted down the hallway to the last small plain guest room where he had left Slayn and Adara. He stopped shortly before the turn in the hallway to gather his breath before he turned the corner. That greeted him was not what he expected with Slayn standing only a few feet from a knife wielding Adara. "This is just...Great!" he thought as he raised his pistol pointing it squarely at Adara's chest before he spoke. "I don't know whats going on here, but I'm the only one that is going to do any killing here, drop the knife and step back!"
((I don't know if either of you wanted me to post, but I just couldn't resist the bait...I tried.))
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Antonus
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Mar 22, 2008 10:54:57 GMT -5
Post by Antonus on Mar 22, 2008 10:54:57 GMT -5
Slayn Stood there and watched how she was offended by the fact that he didn't want to take her along, but he knew she was right. She was no little girl she could take care of herself. He was wrong to treat her the way he did so he hung his head a little. She truly loved him, he was sure because of her reaction that she was willing to risk her life just to be with him on a dangerous journey.
"Your right, I'm sorry---" he was cut off by Tishr.
"I don't know whats going on here, but I'm the only one that is going to do any killing here, drop the knife and step back!"
Slayn quickly turned to Tishr and shouted "No! it's alright Tish she's just going through an emotional time," He slowly walked over to Adara and placed his hands on her face. "My love...You can follow me anywhere you like." He then leaned forward for a kiss stopping at 90% of the way hoping she'd go for the extra ten.
((Sorry its short Can't think when i had zero sleep))
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Mar 31, 2008 0:30:49 GMT -5
Post by Marius on Mar 31, 2008 0:30:49 GMT -5
She sensed another presence before she saw one, but it was not a hostile, or it did not sense to be one, so she continued to peer at Slayn, not really thinking of any other matters than what he would say next.
"Your right, I'm sorry---" the bounty hunter had started, compassion and caring radiating from his impermeable dark eyes, before being interrupted.
A man burst through the door, Tishr more specifically, back from his expedition to the market. Adara turned to him, raven locks twirling around her body like a shawl, her heart shaped and pale face turning for the emotion she had displayed for Slayn, to a warm welcoming smile. Yet, the smile was not returned, and instead he withdrew his pistol and aimed it for her chest, the cold dark metal leering in the dim ceiling lighting of the backroom.
“I don't know what’s going on here, but I'm the only one that is going to do any killing here, drop the knife and step back!" he stated, fear for his friend seeming to ripple through the air, his eyes boring into Adara’s hand which held the sharpened kitchen knife.
The skin of her face blanched, turning first a brighter red, and then washing out to the near marble pallor of her regular skin hue. Her smile sunk, thick yet elegantly arched brows sinking, she was simply aghast. Understanding of why he would point a gun at her, and accuse her of trying to kill one of her only friends, and newly discovered love was out of her understanding. But the realization that some sort of mistake was made definitely crossed her mind. She knew that when one had a gun pointed at you, you must not move, unless they misinterpret such a motion as an attack, and then you are toast. Slumping her shoulders, she was about to drop the knife.
Then Slayn stepped forward, his broad form blocking the view of his friend from her turquoise eyes, his comfortingly masculine face peering lovingly toward her, after calling to the other Bounty Hunter that everything was ok. Yes, everything was going to be ok, Adara knew has his warm, large, and rough hands cupped the smooth skin of her face delicately, drawing himself closer, telling her what she needed to hear. She could go with him.
She drew herself forward, face slipping out of the grasp of his hands, the silky skin of her downy neck passing between where they had been positioned. Her bowed lips plumped under her moist pink tongue, dove white lids closing over the raging oceans of her soul, pressing the flesh of her mouth unto his, lingering for an electric moment. She could feel the beat of his heart, and the beat of her own, thrumming in harmony. With a smile, she pulled backward, exhaling, slipping out of his grasp, the loose garment billowing around her form.
Adara sheathed the knife back in its makeshift holster, hidden among her clothing. Turning upon her heel, she beamed at the two men, a slight dab of color permeating her alabaster skin at the cheeks.
“Sorry about that Tishr… So, where are we off to?”
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Mar 31, 2008 19:09:27 GMT -5
Post by Zarkan on Mar 31, 2008 19:09:27 GMT -5
Tishr stared silently for several moments at the pair before slowly lowering his gun near the level of his belt. "Your both as crazy as starving cannocks you know that right?" he said fitting his pistol in its holster on the left side of his waist before letting his shoulders slump slightly "New rule, no knife or gun pointing at anyone in here, I will lock every thing sharp, throw able, shoot able, breakable, or capable of being used to beat someone away if I have to." he said some what nervously as the pair stood slayn's back facing him before Adara reappeared and asked her question.
"I'm not really sure at the moment my contacts were to spooked to tell me in public, it may not be safe here much longer it'll only take one lose lipped militia man and they'll know where I am." he said pacing slowly to a small square window. "It may be wise for both of you to leave before it gets too hard to leave, I'm not sure where you could go, but there has to be somewhere safe that we could meet up. Other wise we'll just have to start having watches on the roof." he shook his head as a half uniformed Militia man wandered down the street. "At least this road is not busy." he said resting his hands on the sill and staring out and down on the empty lane.
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Apr 11, 2008 21:29:38 GMT -5
Post by Antonus on Apr 11, 2008 21:29:38 GMT -5
Her kiss was heavenly, passionate, tender and very loving. For the moment he was feeling at home without a worry on his mind. It was as if he was floating in space, or more like the feeling of inertia. Like all things that feel great in life it would be cut to an abrupt end.
Slayn started to get a bad feeling when Tishr started to explain the situation. He sighed a little the whole situation was his fault in the first place and soon he'd finish it. He wanted nothing more then to take Adara on a vacation, but right now he needed to take care of some business. Drawing in a deep breath, closing his eyes. He could hear his heart beating, still and steady it was a beautiful sound.
The moment he met Adara all those years ago he knew this moment would come and now that it was here he was afraid, confused, and loved all at once. The funny thing about love is how people do the craziest things. Slayn was going to do something rash and he wasn't going to tell Tishr or Adara.
"I'll be right back guys I got to use the rest room." Slayn walked out of the room and down the hall searching for the restroom. Finally finding one on his right he knocked on the door. Hearing no response he entered the bathroom closing the door behind him. The smell of cleaning products filled the air, so clean an sanitary you could literally eat off of the ground. The automatic lighting system Illuminated a purplish yellow light.
Slayn pulled out a GSI-21D: One of the finest disruptor pistols in the galaxy. Optimum range was only twenty meters, capable of disintegrating flesh, armor and Droid plating. A deadly weapon for any bounty hunter and the draw back was the power pack only could carry a dozen shots before needing to reload.
He exited the bathroom and continued his way down the long hallway. Exiting the nearby window, dropping down into the courtyard and then to the street. Passing by many civilians come up on a group of men who appeared to have been waiting for him.
"AH! there you are Slayn, We've been looking all over for you. the boss would like to see you lets go." Slayn nodded and walked with them to a shuttle.
"Sir do you have clearance to leave?" one of the militia men of Onderon asked. He pulled out a data pad revealing his clearance , the officer nodded and let them pass. They boarded the ship, a few seconds after the took off and now Slayn was alone with no help. There would be no way Tishr could find him now even if he found out where they were going from the Onderon authorities that wouldn't be the place they were headed.
'Goodbye my love' he whispered to himself.
(Slayn's end)
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May 12, 2008 21:13:33 GMT -5
Post by Zarkan on May 12, 2008 21:13:33 GMT -5
Tishr paid little attention to the foot steps in the hall until the sound of another window opening brought him out of his thoughts staring out into the street. "Slayn?" He said quickly glancing towards the lavatories before catching sight of the open window at the end of the hall. "He wouldn't" he thought as the approached the the window the surprised stare of a gardener and a boot print in the planting bed confirmed it "Ofcourse he would," he though before running back into the room with adara. "Here take this" he said handing here his hold out pistol "and stay here I shouldn't be away long, I'll have some one come over here to keep you company." He finished before she could question him practically leaping down the stairs, before grabbing his carbine and sprinting out the door and though the courtyard and heading for the space port dock annex. As he got there he started asking various people if they had seen him getting bounced around the hanger system before he arrived at a small out of the way hanger bay where a militia man confirmed a man who looked like slayn boarded a shuttle with several men and left a few moments before he arrived. Tishr stood gasping for before he began heading back to his home "This is just, great...."
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