Be not afraid of greatness {Zarky}

[sheila]

Sheila growled at the two burly human men on either side of her, a completely feral sound filled with hate and malice. They had misunderstood Sheila, and the mistake would be fatal. Though, the way she dressed, it was hard not to make the assumption these men had. They didn't have to get so angry about it, though. And they hadn't, really, until Sheila cut off the offending Gamorrean's hands. He was writhing in pain a few feet behind her, and the men threatening Sheila were weilding Vibroswords.

It was a nice little scuffle, and, were Sheila not so enraged, she would be smiling. She had needed a break from the ordinary, and this provided the perfect distraction. She growled again, and said "Think, boys. I know it's a strain." She really didn't hope they would think, she was just hoping to goad them into making the first move.

And it worked. The man on Sheila's right yelled what she assumed passed for a war cry in whatever back alley he crawled out of, and swung the sword at Sheilas midriff. It was a powerfull swing, with all of the man's strength and considerable weight behind it. However, no amount of strength could make up for finnesse or skill, and the swing overbalenced the man. Just as he commited himself to the swing, Sheila sprung into action, her saber springing to her hand as she gracefully spun around the swing, her dark blue blade leaving spots in the dark-adjusted eyes of her advesaries as it knifed into the man's chest, finding his heart and killing him instantly, a sizzling hole in the left side of his chest.

The other man saw that Sheila turned her back on him to deal with his companion, and took his opportunity. He stabbed his sword forward, aiming to bury it into Sheila's back. However, Sheila, moving in a continuous movement, withdrew her blade from the first man and knelt down, the hilt of her lightsaber braced against the ground. The man's blade hit nothing but air, and he stumbled forward, straight onto Sheila's blade. It pierced his gut, and as Sheila pulled it out it cut through half of his stomach.

She then turned to finish the Gamorrean. She walked slowly forward, relishing the look of terror on his face as she approached. His eyes strayed to her blade, and it was the last thing his eyes ever saw before his head went bouncing. Sheila smiled, and took in the scene of battle. It had been a relatively easy battle, made even easier by the fact that they were probably all a wee bit drunk. It served to relieve some of the restlessness she constantly felt, and felt good. However, as Sheila turned to continue on her way, a trio of figures blocked her path. One of them stepped forward, and said "You are worth more alive, Sheila."

It was that kind of day.

[Zarkan]

Zarnia's lip curled as she pasted yet another steaming pile of refuse in this blasted slum. She glared at another dirty ganster who crawled out to look at the slim woman his lips digging back to show dirty rotten teeth. A quick pulse of the force sent the duro stumbling back into the hole he crawled out of clutching his searing head in his hands.

She let a small smile of satisfaction creep onto her face as the slimy duro vanished. The sounds of a scuffle caught the woman's attention and she crept to the edge of the alley way in time to see a lightsaber equipped rather beautiful twi'lek girl dispatch a rather fat and ungainly Gamorrean. Zarnia slid her hand down and grasped her micro computer in her left hand to have one of the two combat servitors she had sent ahead to meet with her contact return to her, after all she never investigated anything with out back up.

She turned the corner as the woman turned to a trio of dark clad figures. Well, that will hardly do. She strode forward confidently seemingly unperturbed by the possible danger of the situation. The small micro computers which fit easily inside a small drink cup now rested hidden in her palm as it's little vibration mechanism's chattered to tell her the servitor droid was imposition. Zarnia's slight smile deepened as stopped a few feet to the twi'leks back and left side allowing the force to begin forming a hard knot of atmosphere in the palm of her right hand. "From what I've seen I'm not sure your capable of doing that my dear mercenary friends." she said diplomatically as she watched the large blaster armed spider droid creeping along the left hand of the ceiling and readied her air blast for the unavoidable conflict.

[sheila]

Sheila smiled at the three bounty hunters, well equiped and dangerous though they were, they were not exactly the best in the business. Sheila appraised them with a quick glance. The two henchies had Republic army surplus blaster rifles in hand, along with a blaster pistol each on a holster, and several thermal detonators. One was a Duros, and the other was human. The leader, however, was a red-skinned Twi'lek. One who was slightly overweight, at that. He carried a Republic rifle as well, but Sheila could see several illegal modifications on it. He had a rocket launcher slung over his shoulder, as well as several variations of grenades on his belt.

Well, Sheila thought, so long as one of these idiots doesn't get too happy with the grenades this shouldn't be too bad. Sheila moved slowly, shifting into the Shii-Cho beginning stance. She was about to respond, when she felt someone move a few feet away. Tensing, Sheila relazed slightly when she heard a woman's voice.

"From what I've seen I'm not sure your capable of doing that my dear mercenary friends."

Sheila's smile widened a bit, and she cocked her head slightly to one side. "I dunno, fellas, it looks pretty unfair from where I'm standing. Three against one? Maybe you should go get a couple friends and then we'll have some fun." Sheila saw the two mercs in the back shift their grips, and surmised that they were about to open fire. The leader's hand was slowly creeping behind his back, to his rocket launcher. Sheila decided not to give him that chance.

Reaching out with the force, she depressed the little button on the side of one of his Thermal Detonators. The man kept inching his hand towards his back, but after a few seconds he noticed the little blinking light. Without even the time for an expletive, he reached down and threw the Detonator in the air. Just after it left his hand, it exploded into a five-foot wide fireball, taking off the Bounty Hunter's arm at the elbow.

As soon as the Leader's hand moved towards the Detonator, Sheila sprang into action, and ran forwards towards Henchie number 1, on the left. Using the force to buoy her steps, Sheila made it almost all of the thirty feet to the Duros before he had his blaster into position, and she deflected his hastily squeezed off and poorly aimed shot, twirling her saber with a flourish befor slicing neatly through the rifle and a few of his fingers. She continued past the Duros, and spun a full 360 that took both of the Duros's arms off. She smiled at him as he looked at his shoulders in shock, and then kicked him in the face.

[Zarkan]

A small amount of sweat peppered on zarnia's fore head as the fire ball enveloped the air above the middle mercenary. As the yellow twi'lek Rushed at the duro Zarnia lifted her hand the human male doing much the same with the old corroded blaster rifle. Her ball of forced contained air nicked the top of his blaster forcing it down before plowed into the poor man's face crushing his jaws up into his brain case in a shower of blood.

The red twi'lek had surprising will power zarnia marked to herself as she deflected his hasty blaster pistol shot. The man screeched at her servitor opened fire with it's hollow point loaded machine gun virtually amputating the man's legs at the mid thigh. Zarnia slid micro computer she had held in her left palm all this time into the back pouch on her belt before she pulled her light saber up from it's hiding place in a pouch along her thigh. She hefted the light saber feeling it's weight in her hand before engaging the blade and crouching over the man. "Will you be a good boy now, or do you want me to let you bleed here?"

[sheila]

Sheila smiled as she saw the human's face practially explode. That is one interesting use of the force, for that was what Sheila recognized it to be. This human woman was obviously not of the goody-two-shoes Jedi order, so today had turned out to be a great day for Sheila. Not only did she get to delight herself in a spot of carnage, but she also met a fellow force-user who shared similar sentiments. This could turn out nice.

Sheila then turned to the red Twi'lek in time to see his legs fly off. She followed the trajectory to a combat servitor on the wall, most likely the Jedi's. Well, Sheila thought, That certainly takes the fun out of a lot of it. Ahh well, I'll let the newcomer do it her way. Walking over to the woman, Sheila arrived just in time to hear her speak.

"Will you be a good boy now, or do you want me to let you bleed here?"

The Twi'lek sputtered, blood welling up from between his lips. Sheila stepped into his plane of view, and the smile on her lips was distinctly predatory. She leaned down til she was looking him in the eye, and winked. That was enough for the man, and he started spilling his guts.

"I don't know -cough- don't know nothing! I -cough- I just get the contract, bring you b -cough- bring you back to a location, and I get my money. That's it, that's all I know! I swear! Now help me!"

Sheila nodded her head. "Very well. We will stop the pain if you answer one more question. What's the bounty on my head?"

"Seven point two K"

Sheila shook her head and stamped onto the man's hip with her foot, grinding it in and causing him to scream in pain. "What?"

"NO NO, STOP! SEVEN POINT FOUR!! AAAHH!" Sheila smiled, and walked back to the Jedi.

"If you'd like, you can have him. Guests honor." She said, half joking, half not.

[Zarkan]

Zarnia allowed her blade to fizzle out as the man sputtered at the twi'lek woman. From a pouch within her sleeve she pulled a crisp white handkerchief and wiped the blood from the dying man's face. "Now, now there's no need to bleed everywhere." the aristocratic woman said painfully sweetly as she tucked the now red stained handkerchief in the red twi'lek male's collar. "Is that all well, you should have just said so." zarnia said at the mans comment of the price on this twi'lek's head. "That is a paltry sum I would have gladly given it to you." she said with a sickly sweet smile. Zarnia diverted her eyes and nodded to her as she finished she turned at the sound of movement to see his hand reach for his pistol. "Tsk, tsk, now that's not very friendly." zarnia kicked the firearm away from him before reaching up into yet another of her varied pouches.

"I was just going to let you bleed to death if you were a good boy, but." she said letting it hang off menacingly as she extracted a auto injector and inserted a bio toxin into the cavity and pressed it to his wrist before injecting the toxin into his veins. Mere seconds after injecting it the man's whole torso began to quake. "The only shame." she said removing the needle section and tossing it and the now empty capsule. "Is you'll die from blood lose before the pain fully hits you." the woman said patting the cheek of the twi'lek man his face clearly contorted into a painful quivering state. Zarnia finally stood sliding the auto injector back in it's home to be cleaned. "He'll be dead soon. Now, I don't believe we've been introduced." she said to the other woman both still standing over the man as he began to gurgle. "I am Lady Zarnia Kup'elun." the thin woman said with a short well practiced half curtsy before extending her hand out palm open. "and you would be?"

[sheila]

"Now, now there's no need to bleed everywhere. Is that all well, you should have just said so. That is a paltry sum I would have gladly given it to you." At the woman's comment, Sheila stared.

7400 credits, a paltry sum? Even if this woman wasn't a Jedi, she was worth knowing for the cash-money. That was more than all of the money Sheila had ever had in her life before she met Maulys, and even then she was never rich.

The man reached for his blaster pistol, but the woman kicked it away. "Tsk, tsk, now that's not very friendly." The woman pulled something out of her pouch, and seemed to inject the man with something. "I was just going to let you bleed to death if you were a good boy, but... The only shame, is you'll die from blood lose before the pain fully hits you."

The man contorted his face with pain, and Sheila kicked him in the ribs, for giggles. As he began gurgling, the woman turned her attention to Sheila.

"He'll be dead soon. Now, I don't believe we've been introduced. I am Lady Zarnia Kup'elun. And you would be?" The woman curtsied in what was obviously a well-practiced motion. Jeez, Lady Zarnia, a curtsy, money. Just who was this woman?

"Pity. I could have thought of several fun things he could entertain us with... Ah well. My name's Sheila. I don't like my last name so I think I'll keep that to myself. What brings you to the rotten underbelly of Coruscant, Lady?"

[Zarkan]

Zarnia straighten as the woman began to speak nodding slowly as she spoke. "Ah, yes well I prefer to keep out of the grit myself." zarnia removed her small micro computer from her belt as she spoke. She touched as serious of symbols on the screen as she began to speak again. "Shelia short, but still pretty." she mused as the servitor on the ceiling released it's grip and rolled to land on it's feet going into a simple follow mode. "It is a pleasure to meet you shelia." Zarnia smiled as the woman spoke. "Oh your more then welcome to call me zarnia if you like." Though the statement was true she was also musing over just how much to tell the woman about her business here. "I'm meeting a business partner as it where one who prefers to meet in his dirty element rather than mine." the woman let out a small laugh as she placed the computer back in it's place. "I think he thinks he has the upper hand here." Zarnia hummed to herself as she looked the twi'lek woman over quickly, hoping it would go unnoticed. "Tell me shelia would you care to walk with me?"

[sheila]

"Ah, yes well I prefer to keep out of the grit myself. Shelia, short, but still pretty." Zarnia pulled out something from her belt pouch and pressed a few buttons. The servitor dropped down to land on the ground, and Sheila smiled.

"Why thank you. You aren't too bad yourself."

"It is a pleasure to meet you Shelia. Oh you're more then welcome to call me Zarnia if you like. I'm meeting a business partner as it were, one who prefers to meet in his dirty element rather than mine. I think he thinks he has the upper hand here."

Sheila chuckled. "The pleasure is all yours, Zarnia. Men, right? Always underestimating..." She shook her head. "Maybe if you prove to him that he is the lesser, in any situation, you might just get a more favorable deal, yes? Nobody ever truly has the upper hand in this hellhole. Always something you don't know about."

Sheila saw Zarnia pass her eyes over her body, quickly enough that it was obvious she didn't want Sheila to notice. She smiled, and subtly shifted her weight so that she was in a stance that drew the eye along her substantial curves. Who said that loving attention was bad?

"Tell me, Shelia, would you care to walk with me?"

Sheila smirked, and nodded her head slowly. "Why yes, thank you, I think I shall."

[Zarkan]

Zarnia shared a knowing smile with shelia before nodding. "Of course he's male, oh, but he already knows not to cheat me." she said laughing before turned her back to the woman. "Well, we should leave then hmm, perhaps you would like a drink when we arrive?" she asked beginning to walk away from the woman casting a glance back at the woman. "We're not far now follow me please." zarnia quickly walked the distance to the squat dark front of the cantina built into the gray plain duracreet walls. Zarnia walked into the darkened confines of the all things considered relatively clean establishment easily shrugged off the bemused and sometimes hungry glances thrown at her as she passed through the main room and stopped near a closed door. "Open Cellick." she side into the centered screen on the door moments before it slid open. "Come along dear shelia I'd prefer not to have half the catina killed." she said with a gentle smile before stepping into the rather brightly lit and plushly decorated interior. "Oh who is your guest?" came a bright almost disturbingly happy voice. "A girl I found cellick." zarnia moved into the room at set across from the Kaminoan male in a small pile of pillows. Zarnia looked towards shelia and patted the pillow mound next to her as cellick poured out drinks from a thin glass bottle. "I'm not sure why you came." he said as he placed the bottle at the center of the table. "I'm afraid I don't have much more information for you." Zarnia picked up the wine glass and took a sip from it as the thin necked alien spoke.

[sheila]

"Of course he's male, oh, but he already knows not to cheat me. Well, we should leave then hmm, perhaps you would like a drink when we arrive? We're not far now follow me please."

Sheila said "No, no drink, thank you though. Too many ways to slip poisons into drinks." as she followed Zarnia along the alley. Eventually they arrived at a hole-in-the-wall cantina built right into the duracrete. Zarnia led Sheila through the main room, where Sheila saw many patrons of all races and genders, along with a trio of Twi'lek dancers.

Zarnia walked to a door set near the back, and spoke. "Open Cellick. Come along dear shelia I'd prefer not to have half the catina killed."

Sheila smirked, and walked in slowly. She didn't care if half the cantina got killed. It would be fun to watch, and even more entertaining to participate in. Ahh well.

"Oh, who is your guest?" came a bright almost disturbingly happy voice. The voice emenated from one of the thin-necked Kaminoans. So fragile, those necks. One good twist and you can hear the bones crack.

"A girl I found, Cellick." Sheila almost frowned at Zarnia's words. The way she said it, it sounded like she was some hooker. Still, she smiled in a way she knew was alluring, deciding that if the man underestimated her it might be better if trouble came. She used a small bit of the force to plant the thought in the man's head that it might be a good idea to let his eyes linger on Sheila.

"I'm not sure why you came. I'm afraid I don't have much more information for you." Cellick poured some wine, his eyes still raking Sheila's body. It was getting annoying, actually. She had only expected his eyes to linger a second or two, but it seemed that her gentle push had opened up his inner peeping tom.

[Zarkan]

Zarnia glanced at shelia over the rim of her glass with a slight look of concern hopeing the woman wouldn't take anything she might say offensivly. She glanced back at the rather "preocupied" cellick before almost glaring at the man and preparing the force if he decided to move. "Cellick she's not here for your enjoyment nor am I for information." she said glaring at the man and quickly using the force to smack his face. Cellick jerked and for a split second glared at zarnia before his face fell passive again though the red print on his face from the air bubble striking his cheak couldn't really be hidden. "Then may I ask what are you here for my lady." Cellick spoke as he brought the glass before him up to his on mouth and drank. "Well," zarina said placing her glass on the table with her left hand. "What do you know about Pengina Aldro?" she asked cooly. "The ceo?" cellick asked seemingly suprised. Zarnia nodded one more looking at shelia and seeming to ask with her eyes for the other woman to sit. "Ah, well, not much that anyone else couldn't tell you he's the Ceo of Ingil corp not which I'm sure you know, hmph." cellick turned and pulled one of his many datapads from his desk. "Lets see ah, he has two mistresses, highers a string of prostitutes, hmm all in all he's relativly clean for a ceo." zarnia nodded slowly before gesturing as if tossing that information away. "Where does he spend his time, or if that's not available where his mistresses are." Zarnia couldn't help, but tap her fingers on the table as she waited impatiently noting from the corner of her eye that her two servitors had a body guard droid pinned in the far cornor. "I don't known, all I know is that one of the two current ones are on Mannan, but where well I couldn't tell you." Zarnia sighed and cellick quickly smiled and tossed the datapad to the side. "But," he said. "I can put you incontact with my contacts on the world." he said. "I suppose that will do." zarnia said standing slowly and draining her remaining wine. "I will have one of my men come and gather it."

As zarnia stood and gestured towards cellick she looked at shelia. If you need information go ahead and ask shelia my treat I will wait outside this "fine" establishment.""

[sheila]

"Cellick she's not here for your enjoyment nor am I for information."

"Then may I ask what are you here for my lady."

"Well, what do you know about Pengina Aldro? "

"The ceo?" Sheila noticed Zarnia looking at her, and took the hint, sitting down on a cusion. "Ah, well, not much that anyone else couldn't tell you he's the Ceo of Ingil corp not which I'm sure you know, hmph. Lets see ah, he has two mistresses, highers a string of prostitutes, hmm all in all he's relativly clean for a ceo."

"Where does he spend his time, or if that's not available where his mistresses are."

"I don't known, all I know is that one of the two current ones are on Mannan, but where well I couldn't tell you. But, I can put you incontact with my contacts on the world."

"I suppose that will do." zarnia said standing slowly and draining her remaining wine. "I will have one of my men come and gather it."

"If you need information go ahead and ask shelia my treat I will wait outside this "fine" establishment."

"Well, Lady Sheila, what can I do to y-... for you."

Sheila grinned. "That, my little man, is called a Freidian slip. I don't need the force to know what you are thinking right now." She maintained the grin a bit longer, then allowed it to fade. "Be that as it may, I require information on a certain bounty on my head. Who placed it, why, who's after me. Everything. Also, anything you have on a Maulys."

The thin-necked information broker rummaged through his datapads for a little while, then set a few down on his desk. "Yes, well, the first one is easy, so I'll go with it first. The bounty is by a certain Juba. A hutt, vile creature. Seems to be about, seven point five k right now. What exactly did you do to make him so angry, hmm? Well, nevermind. I got nothing on who is persuing you, but mostly lol-level rookies. The bounty is too low for the big leagues. As for the second one, I have a single report of a Jedi found dead, with lightsaber wounds on his body. That's it."

Sheila nodded slowly. The news was dissapointing, but not unexpected. She had spent a considerable amount of Maulys' savings searching for her, and nothing had come up. As she turned to leave, Cellick called out to her.

"And Sheila. If you ever have a little time for.. fun, look me up." He had a hopeful look on his face, the creep.

Sheila plastered a smile on her face, and reached out with the force. You could hear the crackle and snap of bones as she broke Cellick's little finger, bending it back till it shattered. "Oh yes," She hissed, "I am sure we could have so much fun." Sheila then walked out to join Zarnia.

[Zarkan]

Zarnia swept trough the main portion of the bar rather quickly before exiting and settling in the shadows. As she waited she pulled out her micro computer and recalled the two servitor's sending them back to her ship before storing the device back in her pouch. Zarnia smiled he most winning smile at shelia as she exited. "So, where is it you were planning to head before you got in that scuffle after all I don't have much to do so I thought you might like the company or at least the support."

[sheila]

"So, where is it you were planning to head before you got in that scuffle after all I don't have much to do so I thought you might like the company or at least the support."

"Well," Sheila began, "I was actually going to head over to a certain information broker I know about to see who put this bounty on my head. It's been there for a while, but today was finally the day I got off my lazy ass and got around to doing something. You saved me about an hour and a couple hundred credits, friend, and I thank you." Nara paused, and then continued. "Now I suppose I should go introduce myself to Juba, see if we can't come to some sort of agreement." Normally, Sheila would have taken the time to hire some mercenaries to help her out with Juba. Not like she couldn't handle herself, but best to be careful than dead. As it were, Zarnia solved that problem. "If you're willing, I would greatly enjoy some company. Hutts are notoriously dreadful at holding up conversations, you know what I mean?" So saying, Sheila took off down the alleyway, walking briskly.

It was ironic, in a way, who exactly was hunting her. Juba lived relatively close to where Sheila made her home, well within the are she considered her turf. It was a sweet sort of poetic justice, she supposed. Life's little suprises are always bigger than they seem.

After a few minutes of rapid walking, Sheila and Zarnia arrived at Juba's home. It was set into the duracrete, like so many structures, with a large door. Several automated defense turrets adorned the area around the door. Sheila stopped just outside the sight range of the looking-slit in the door, and turned to Zarnia.

"If you don't mind, would you please wait here until I take care of the guards. I have a plan." So saying, Sheila began to walk slowly towards the door, ignoring the turrets as they swiveled to follow her. When she reached the door, she knocked loudly several times, announcing her prescense. The view-slit opened, and yellow piggy eyes glared out at her. The waited for a few moments, then grunted.

"What?"

"I believe that master Juba is expecting my... attentions." Sheila turned a full circle, showing off her body. She was playing her part well, helped in no small part by the fact that much of her wardrobe more adorned her body than covered it. It offered freedom of movement, and if it distracted the males as well that was just a bonus. The Gamorrean's eyes widened a bit, and he palmed open the door just enough to let Sheila in.

As soon as Sheila was inside the door, she burst into action. She sent out a pulse of the force that knocked the second door guard down, and then drew her saber and gutted the first. She dispatched the second guard and then severed his hand, using that to deactivate the turrets and reopen the door. She stepped back outside, still holding the severed hand.

"Clear."

[Zarkan]

Zarnia smailed at sheila and gave her a slight bow. "My pleasure." Zarnia nodded her head in reply to the twi'lek girls second statement. "Well, I suppose I would be as well if I were a crawling stomach." Zarnia laughed at her little joke before falling in behind sheila to be led to their destination and well, to admire the view zarnia added to herself happily. The heavy walking didn't bother her as much as some people from time to time assumed about the noble years spent rebuilding the muscles in her back and legs left her the legacy of habitual exercise even so she was some what happy to arrive if for no other reason for the temperature of the surrounding. She pulled out a handkerchief and bloated her forehead with it as shelia approached the entrance the flashing beacons of the turrets Mark three's if zarnia wasn't mistaken followed the other woman closely as she stopped in front of the door.

The door barely opened enough for zarnia to even see in before shelia slipped through the gaping door. Unfortunately zarnia could know little about what was happening on the other side of the sound proof door and soon began pacing to and frown. She jerked her head to the door as it opened the twi'lek stood holding a severed green hand in her own. Zarnia shook her head and headed to the door. "Tsk, tsk haven't you heard of asking nicely." she said teasingly as she slipped past her tacking the chance to steal a brush against shelia as she pasted and began to withdraw her micro computer and it's up linker. Zarnia let the pulsing lights on the up link component guider it to a wall section which she placed the up link module to and saw the flash of the micro computer flash as it entered into the buildings data network. "So, my dear where to next?" she asked leaving the module attached to the wall.