Post by Deceit *Drinker of Jawa-Juice* on Feb 21, 2010 22:23:00 GMT -5
Jason's heels clicked softly across the hard floor of the old warehouse, the soft echoes making the four Exchange guards aware of his presence. They all turned to him, nervously gripping their weapons. Even after several meets, they still hadn't gotten use to this dark Jedi. The thought of what he did to for their bosses both excited and horrified them at the same time.
He turned around the corner and walked down a hall, stopping right in front of the three. Behind them was a door to one of the storage rooms. Three of the guards nervously parted way, leaving only their leader, a female Zeltron, standing before him, blocking his way to the door and his newest victim. There was a sickening gleam in Jason's eye, a smirk across his face that let them know who they were dealing with; this wasn't the normal Jason. This was his, by now, popular alter ego. More than a few Exchange members died at this ones antics.
"What do I need to know?" He asked, his voice soft but strangely cryptic.
"We need to know who he associates with, and why. And we need to know trade route ownerships around the Farrfin system. Him and a few of his colleagues have been hanging around the system and basically ruling the trade, occaisionally raiding ships."
"Pirate?"
"Captain. Of the vessel Star Gazer" She replied.
"Hm." He grunted, "Your sure he has the information you need?"
"Yes, I'm sure." She snickered.
Jason grunted once more and moved forward, his left hand reaching forward and landing on her shoulder, roughly shoving her aside and into her minions. They caught her and held her up. Jason gave a slight smirk before reaching forward and opening the door, the loud, grating squeak causing the Zeltron to flinch. He turned to her, and just before disappearing behind the door and slamming it shut, he gave a quiet wink.
~*~
The prisoner, a ship's captain in a nice red outfit, looked up at the figure. He stood in the edges of the dim, greenish yellowish light, just an outline. He chuckled, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a small, silver disk. He walked forward, into the light, allowing it to bathe him in its sickly color, showing his grinning face. He moved slowly, methodically, up to a small counter.
On one wrist, he pointed out a little wrist watch looking device, "24 hours." He said. Then laughed, putting the silver disk object down on a tray that was placed in the room not far from the man, "Audio recorder, good quality." he said, pressing play, "You and I get to make a little song!" His voice rose in pitch, almost excitedly giddy, "So please, put on your best voice for me!"
With that he reached over to the side and grabbed a pair of wire-cutters, lifting them up and dangling them in front of the restrained prisoners face. The ship's Captain's eyes popped out wide, and he began to move, trying desperately to break the unbreakable bonds that held him. "No! Your fu**ing crazy! GET BACK!" He spat forward, trying to make Jason step back.
Jason simply stepped forward and reached forth, holding the man's mouth open and shoving the wire-cutters inside of his mouth, "SAY AWE!" He roared wickedly, placing the edges of the cutters along the front of the captain's tongue before clamping it down and splitting it. ( It would now look a bit like snakes forked tongue. XP )
He turned around the corner and walked down a hall, stopping right in front of the three. Behind them was a door to one of the storage rooms. Three of the guards nervously parted way, leaving only their leader, a female Zeltron, standing before him, blocking his way to the door and his newest victim. There was a sickening gleam in Jason's eye, a smirk across his face that let them know who they were dealing with; this wasn't the normal Jason. This was his, by now, popular alter ego. More than a few Exchange members died at this ones antics.
"What do I need to know?" He asked, his voice soft but strangely cryptic.
"We need to know who he associates with, and why. And we need to know trade route ownerships around the Farrfin system. Him and a few of his colleagues have been hanging around the system and basically ruling the trade, occaisionally raiding ships."
"Pirate?"
"Captain. Of the vessel Star Gazer" She replied.
"Hm." He grunted, "Your sure he has the information you need?"
"Yes, I'm sure." She snickered.
Jason grunted once more and moved forward, his left hand reaching forward and landing on her shoulder, roughly shoving her aside and into her minions. They caught her and held her up. Jason gave a slight smirk before reaching forward and opening the door, the loud, grating squeak causing the Zeltron to flinch. He turned to her, and just before disappearing behind the door and slamming it shut, he gave a quiet wink.
~*~
The prisoner, a ship's captain in a nice red outfit, looked up at the figure. He stood in the edges of the dim, greenish yellowish light, just an outline. He chuckled, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a small, silver disk. He walked forward, into the light, allowing it to bathe him in its sickly color, showing his grinning face. He moved slowly, methodically, up to a small counter.
On one wrist, he pointed out a little wrist watch looking device, "24 hours." He said. Then laughed, putting the silver disk object down on a tray that was placed in the room not far from the man, "Audio recorder, good quality." he said, pressing play, "You and I get to make a little song!" His voice rose in pitch, almost excitedly giddy, "So please, put on your best voice for me!"
With that he reached over to the side and grabbed a pair of wire-cutters, lifting them up and dangling them in front of the restrained prisoners face. The ship's Captain's eyes popped out wide, and he began to move, trying desperately to break the unbreakable bonds that held him. "No! Your fu**ing crazy! GET BACK!" He spat forward, trying to make Jason step back.
Jason simply stepped forward and reached forth, holding the man's mouth open and shoving the wire-cutters inside of his mouth, "SAY AWE!" He roared wickedly, placing the edges of the cutters along the front of the captain's tongue before clamping it down and splitting it. ( It would now look a bit like snakes forked tongue. XP )