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Xaojii
pronounced "zay-o-jee"
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Apr 12, 2007 19:38:54 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Apr 12, 2007 19:38:54 GMT -5
(I figured, but wanted to make sure.)
Xaojii listened to the senseless jabber coming out of the Outlanders mouth, only understanding the one word "Jawaese". At that he flipped out.
"Jawaese!!!" "Jawaese!!!"
He thought the Outlander was guessing at what he was trying to speak. He stopped for a second remembering the the female knew Huttese, and maybe she could help him talk to the rest of them. He searched through his mask of rags for Emmira, and spotted her over by a table, not noticing the red-goggled man. Xaojii pointed over at her, hoping the Outlander would see, and get her over here. Then maybe they'd be able to have a real conversation.
(after a while, stuttering and hand gestures is starting to sound alot like The Sims. @#$!&%^ gibberish.)
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Apr 13, 2007 19:31:19 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Apr 13, 2007 19:31:19 GMT -5
(what is this I smell on the air?? A rash action and a firefight in a bar?? who knows....)
Alex understood that the Tusken knew his own language and that of the Jawas, but when he started freaking out and repeating Jawaese over and over the pilot just shook his head. When the Tusken got up and pointed over to Emmira is when he remembered that she knew Huttese and had spoken with the Tusken before.
He turned on his grimy stool and glanced in the woman's direction. He noticed her leaving the bar, but what caught his attention the most, was the familiar figure wearing red goggles. The assailant had a pose as if he was trying to conceal a weapon from view, and knowing who he worked for he probably was.
Alex went into his cold calculated mind set at the thought of being followed still by the likes of the man in the goggles. He would later on say that he never remembered drawing the blaster from its thigh holster from underneath his cloak. Training had taken over as he sighted in on the back of the man's head and took a breath lining up his shot. All of this transpired in less than three seconds. Alex was an expert marksman when it came to blaster pistols.
He slowly squeezed the trigger not anticipating his shot at the back of the man's head. His shot would be true and the man was too busy arguing with Emmira to notice the weapon pointed at him. Now Alex knew that the man was more than likely sporting armor, hence the shot to the head. Now what Alex didn't know and didn't care to look at the time, but the blaster just so happened to be set on stun. So he was mildly surprised when the blue bolt emitted from the weapon when he fired.
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Apr 13, 2007 19:44:42 GMT -5
Post by Fro' Phantom on Apr 13, 2007 19:44:42 GMT -5
The shot hit Jaj right at the back of his head. He felt the sting of the shot and froze. He felt all through his body. His mucels screamed in pain and he wanted to just fall over. He stood straight though as grinded his teeth and endured it. He numbly kneeld down and regained his strength to get back up. As he did he pulled out his blaster from hiding and aimed it and the crowd now silent watching his moves.
"Who...DID...THAT!"
He screamed. His blaster slowly landed on Alex. One of the other prisoners. He lowered his blaster.
"Heh...Emmira should have put a shorter leash on you two. I suggest you catch up to her. In the meantime, have fun..."
He pointed his blaster right above a strange man who had been starring at him and fired. His shot missed as planned. In less than 4 seconds and bar fight started and havoc wreaked everywhere. Jaj hurried out and disappeared from the scene.
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Apr 13, 2007 21:49:15 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Apr 13, 2007 21:49:15 GMT -5
During all of this, BO-4R had actually made a pretty good dent in the sand around the frieghter. About seven feet wide and four feet deep. Happily, he chirpped to himself, darting in between hangar personell easily. Nobody paid too much attention to Waste Management.
Suddenly, and rather upsetedly at that, Emmira Lott stormed out of the bar. She was rubbing her left arm, the one which the man in goggles had brushed up against, as if she was trying to wipe off some sort of slime or residue left by the disgusting man. But, alas, there was no residue (For certainly BO-4R would have cleaned that up in a hurry). Only the mental disgust of her encounter.
She stepped over to the frieghter area and turned back around to face the cantina. This wasn't turning out to be a very good day. What was worse, she had come to the sudden realization that she and her companions, for they were quickly becoming that, had absolutely no plan aside from that they should find a new ship. And now, undoubtedly, their actions would be watched by this Bounty Hunter closely. To be honest, there wasn't too much the group could do. This planet was controlled by the Hutts, and Horda most likely had allies here. If they tried anything less than legal, the Hutts would know about it. If they did anything suspicious, the Hutts would know about it. And they seemed to be racking up a pretty high bounty collectively.
Mentally, Emmira noted that the next time they jumped world, they were heading someplace quiet and safe. She reflected on a week she had spent in transit on Alderaan. It was nice. She hadn't seen a single smuggler or bounty hunter there. Then there was always Duros or one of the Core Worlds. Either way, the Outer Rim was no longer safe for them. Not with their growing reputation.
She took a step towards the cantina to grab Alex, and maybe even the Tusken and get them out of there before the goggled man held them at gunpoint, too. Then a shot fired. Then about thirty more. Instantly, Emmira feared the worse. She had been in a lot of Cantinas and she had also seen a lot of fights in Cantinas. They never turned out well. For some reason, she was fearful of what might happen to Alex and the Tusken. For a quarter of a second, she wondered why. But there was no time for wondering. If they got out, they got out. Either way, she didn't want to be out in the open if this fight left the bar with them.
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Meanwhile, BO-4R had decided to take a break from picking up sand and decided that he should clean the nearby buildings. So he went inside the bar. The door slid open, he went inside, and the door slid closed. He managed to pick up a small piece of refuse before a blaster bolt grazed his hull. So he turned around and left to go pick up more sand.
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Apr 13, 2007 23:06:29 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Apr 13, 2007 23:06:29 GMT -5
Meanwhile....
Without thinking or waiting for the bar firefight to erupt more than it already had, Alex grabbed the Tusken and threw him over and behind the bar. Before jumping behind the bar himself he shot and stunned the bartender as he reached for his own weapon. He ducked down and out of sight standing in a low crouch next to where the Tusken had landed upside from his throw. He smiled an apology and took a few pot shots over the edge of the bar.
He glanced around wildly hoping to find a quick exit point from the bar area. Spotting none he grimaced and hunkered down waiting for anyone to pop their head or heads over the counter top. He looked at the Tusken again and shook his head.
I wish we could understand each other. Next chance I get, I'm getting you a portable translator. My gift to you for trying so hard to communicate with me. But then again, that's only if we make it out of here in one piece and alive.
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Xaojii
pronounced "zay-o-jee"
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Apr 13, 2007 23:29:21 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Apr 13, 2007 23:29:21 GMT -5
Xaojii had not anticipated being thrown over a bar, if he had, he would have been angry, but given the circumstances he knew it was for his own good. Amongst all of the blaster fire, he looked over at Alex and nodded an approval. He reached onto his back and unholstered his rifle, while simultaneously opening a pouch on his bandolier and pulled out a few shells, for when he needed to reload. Xaojii held the shells in his hand while gripping the rifle, he poked up from behind the bar, quickly chose a target, and fire off an entire 9 rounds at the guy, before quickly ducking down again to reload his clip, then bounched back up and picked the nearest target and opened up another clip.
Xoajii came back down, and pointed into the direction of the door they came through, let out a distinctivly Tusken bark-hiss, and went back up to fire off more rounds.
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Latus
May the Quartz be with you.
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Ain't got time for this. (?°?°??? ???
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Apr 14, 2007 0:08:10 GMT -5
Post by Latus on Apr 14, 2007 0:08:10 GMT -5
It had erupted before Axel even reacted. The shot went off and suddenly the whole bar became quiet. The next shot rang out and all hell broke loose. Bottles were thrown and blaster fire erupted all around him. He quickly ducked and found cover behind the table, eyeing the easiest way out...
Vector 11.4... no, too many. 3, not good either...
As he surveyed his situations he noticed the bar, the tender had abandoned it to try to calm the fight, cringing he braced himself against his table and launched himself through the air, falling across the bar and over several broken bottles... GLASS! He felt parts of his shirt rip and some small pieces poke into the muscle of his tucked wings.
As he fell across the other side of the bar he damn near sprawled on top of one of the locals of the planet as well as another young man, most likely using this vantage point for cover as well. Getting himself righted, he pressed his back against the the opposite side of the bar from the other two, trying to hide his lightly bleeding wings.
I suppose drinks are being served with a shot of blaster for the rest of the day, eh?
He smiled slightly with the pun, trying to hide the obvious discomfort.
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Apr 14, 2007 6:50:30 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Apr 14, 2007 6:50:30 GMT -5
Alex had the gun trained on the, well after it almost landed on him he wasn't quite sure what he was, man before he landed next to him on the opposite side of the bar. He smiled briefly before lowering the gun seeing that the man was no threat to him. He reached next to him and pulled a bottle of whiskey from the rack by his head. He glanced at the label and grimaced at the thought of watered down liquor. He tossed the bottle one-handed to the new arrival with his lopsided grin.
Only if you ask for it mate, but this one is on the house. We're making a break for the entrance if you want to join us on our bloody path out of this excuse for a cantina. My Tusken friend here is leading the charge....
Before he finished his sentence he popped up over the bar again and snapped off a couple of shots at some patrons blocking their path to the exit. He nodded towards the Tusken as he dropped back down behind cover and prepared himself to jump the bar.
If you're coming with us get ready. We're making a break out of this joint.
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Xaojii
pronounced "zay-o-jee"
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Apr 14, 2007 8:20:53 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Apr 14, 2007 8:20:53 GMT -5
Xaojii must've killed a few by now, if not he injured a good lot of them with his trusty rifle, he saw the New One jump over the bar and talk to the the Outlander. They exchanged words he couldn't understand. He reloaded and pulled back up to fire off another load, he was almost out, he went back down and the Outlander gave him the nod. Xaojii jumped over the bar and landed on the other side, moved towards the door, stopping around a corner to avoid returned fire. He growled for the rest of them to follow suit, and poked around the corner to cover them as they escape.
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Tal
Talau's previous form. please dont delete since i need the threads for this account. kthxbai
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Apr 14, 2007 15:10:55 GMT -5
Post by Tal on Apr 14, 2007 15:10:55 GMT -5
((hmm, good point to make an appearance for Aleera me thinks...she's not been to Tattooine yet. ^_^ ....and I need to get her in somewhere. >_<))
Aleera had just gotten to Tattooine after retrieving yet another of the tomes she saught...and now, it was time to gain another. First, however, she needed to eat something...she was tired of rations, so she headed to the nearest cantina...however, as she arrived, it hardly looked to be worth the effort of going there as several men came blasting their way out.
She stood in the middle of the street and smirked slightly, enjoying the heat of the desert suns, and watching the chaos as it happened.
Well well....looks like we have a little going away party happening....Where are the fireworks gentlemen? Because with as much racket as you're making you might as well have set some off.
She stated simply, moving out of their getaway path just slightly.
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Apr 14, 2007 15:59:52 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Apr 14, 2007 15:59:52 GMT -5
Alex was a split second slower over the bar as the Tusken charged fro the door. He let loose the rest of the shots in his weapon before slapping home a new power pack as he quickly knelt down behind a table. He followed his companion to the exit not worrying about the newcomer. If he wanted out of there he would follow them too. As Alex burst through the door into the harsh sunlight he threw an arm over his face as he had forgotten to slide his goggles on. He stopped abruptly as someone stood slightly out of their way talking to them.
He slid his goggles down over his eyes and let them readjust as he looked back into the ruckus that was the cantina and then slowly turned back to this new comer. He looked the woman up and down and smiled his roguish grin. She had the look of a dancer about her, but the way she carried herself showed that she knew how to handle herself as well.
Well I wouldn't say that. Not much of a fireworks show really. I left my explosives in my other pants back on my ship. Now if you excuse us we really need to be going. It seems we have overstayed our welcome.
Alex started to leave but then noticed the little droid that had been on their ship. The little droid looked as if he had some blaster scoring on his carapace. Alex tapped the Tusken and pointed to the droid. He mimed picking the droid up and pointed towards the ship. He hoped the Tusken would understand his signing. So far it had worked rather well, but Alex wasn't about to let his luck run out.
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Tal
Talau's previous form. please dont delete since i need the threads for this account. kthxbai
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Apr 14, 2007 16:10:36 GMT -5
Post by Tal on Apr 14, 2007 16:10:36 GMT -5
She laughed slightly and decided to tag along. This seemed to be interresting to her, though she wasn't sure why. Either way she could always come back for the tomes later.
Well then...mind if I tag along for a while?
She asked him, smiling beautifully at him, playing into the act of being a twilek dancer.
((sorry, not much to say, she's just gonna tag along for a way, just to see what goes down))
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Apr 14, 2007 16:37:50 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Apr 14, 2007 16:37:50 GMT -5
Alex paused in mid stride towards their ship, noticing Emmira heading up the ramp. She didn't look too happy either. He looked back at the Twi'lek and got a grimaced look on his face. His eyes quickly glanced back at the entrance to where the man with what looked like wings was exiting from.
Well it seems that we have a rapidly growing party here. It's up to you sister, but only if you want to be chased around the galaxy by a two timing Hutt. Of course Hutt's are all two timing and slimy. We barely have room on the ship though. We're in the market for another one if you by chance know of any.
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Tal
Talau's previous form. please dont delete since i need the threads for this account. kthxbai
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Apr 14, 2007 17:07:32 GMT -5
Post by Tal on Apr 14, 2007 17:07:32 GMT -5
She chuckled slightly at his words.
I have my own ship. it's at the end of town if you want to drop me off there?
She offered raising an elegant eyebrow and following him, playing with the end of her leeku.
Anyway...I may look like a simple dancer, but I can fend for myself....trust me on that one.
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Xaojii
pronounced "zay-o-jee"
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Apr 14, 2007 17:40:14 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Apr 14, 2007 17:40:14 GMT -5
Xaojii walked out of the bar after making sure the rest of them could get out. The Outlander tapped him on the back and motioned him to take the droid away. He did so without much thought into it, giving a momentary glance at the even stranger Outlander, none of which he had ever seen. Not this close anyway. He was amused, confused, and amazed. He moved over to the droid, picked it up and shuffled over to where the ship was and took it up the ramp and set it down inside. He saw Emmira, the female Outlander.
He paused for a second thinking of something to say, but couldn't think of anything, so he just went over to the wall and slouched down with his back against it. He checked his bandoliers and counted his ammo in case he had to encounter a scenario like that again.
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Apr 14, 2007 22:28:33 GMT -5
Post by Jenno on Apr 14, 2007 22:28:33 GMT -5
(Well, actually, Emmira never went on board the ship, but I'll just say she did, since you all have.)
Emmira crossed the breadth of the ship and entered into her quarters, only stepping in for long enough for her to grab her jacket and pull it on over herself before turning out and leaving. She didn't want the locals to connect her with this stolen ship.
Without saying a word, she clambered down the loading ramp and down out into the open once more. It seemed as if the heat had cooled down, even if just a bit. Alex and the Tusken seemed to have made it out alright. She saw Alex speaking with a fiarly attractive twi'lek female. Yep, they had made it out VERY alright, it seemed.
Emmira made her way over, shouting as she did.
"Alex! What the hell was all that? And what the hell took you so long to get out of there!?"
She said, stepping closer and taking a quick glance at Aleera. Before turning back to Alex.
"Any ideas on where we might get ourselves a ship? Or at least a drink without getting shot at?"
(Cue Axel)
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Latus
May the Quartz be with you.
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Apr 15, 2007 0:54:11 GMT -5
Post by Latus on Apr 15, 2007 0:54:11 GMT -5
(I thought you sold that ship... and yeah, im gone for half a day and this takes off, just my luck)
Axel was the last out of that hell hole that used to be a tavern, the back of his shirt slowly soaking with the blood of his wings. He had pulled them through the slits on his vest so he looked like one hell of an athelete... they would find out about him soon enough. As the two he had almost landed on walked out over the flats of sand to their ship, Axel lagged behind. Reaching a hand to his back to where he had been cut he started pulling the most obvious shards of glass out of the muscle. The cuts were not deep but they stung like no other and with so many, the blood flowed smooth, the alcohol not helping any either.
Cringing he looked up, a young twi'lek woman, also on the attractive side had joined up with the man and the tusken... they were trying to get themselves shot by being so obvious, he knew it. He followed them out of the tavern and farther away from the lingering sounds of blaster fire, slowly getting weaker but too proud to admit he needed help. Finally they stopped, the woman he had seen originally chewing out the gunman he had met earlier. He slowly walked over to one of the buildings they were standing next to and leaned against it. Cringing slightly he broke his streak of silence.
What... a day this has been. First my... hyperdrive takes a dive and then... then I meet up with a bunch of trigger happy drifters who seem bound and... determined to get themselves killed. If anyone needs me im... going to sit down for a while.
With that, Axel sinks to the ground, resting his head on the packed dust of the desert planet his gray tunic now almost black from the blood. Slowly the world before him becomes dark and fuzzy...
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Apr 15, 2007 1:31:18 GMT -5
Post by Kiriin Radd on Apr 15, 2007 1:31:18 GMT -5
Alex glanced down at the man that he had helped out of the bar by telling him his plan. He stopped and looked closer at the man's shirt. It was almost soaked through with blood. The man shook his head and moved over next to the unconscious looking man. He shook him gently at first.
Hey buddy you don't look so good. Let's get you to the closest thing they have to a doctor here.
He looked back up and Emmira and shook his head.
Well first off I was trying to take out our tail that you were being all friendly with. Unfortunately the blaster was set on stun and hadn't realized it. Secondly I have never been here before so I don't have any contacts to get another ship by. And last but not least help me get this man to a doctor. He's in bad shape.
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Xaojii
pronounced "zay-o-jee"
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Apr 17, 2007 23:11:25 GMT -5
Post by Xaojii on Apr 17, 2007 23:11:25 GMT -5
((I'm pretty sure you wouldn't mid Cyberguy, but I deleted all of the spam posts we made asking where everyone went on this plot.))
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