Gort
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Post by Gort on May 24, 2005 16:13:46 GMT
Ruewen leans back in her chair “Why don’t you tell me then what im doing? Unless of course this is nothing more then a badly attempted pick up. If that is the case let me assure you im not really into heavily armed bounty hunters looking for a night out.” She tilts her head to the side and smiles prettily. *streetwise roll on his guns* What make? Anything special about them that might lead me to his loyalties? "You are not here for what you realise you are here." Balth Replied cryptically. "And i assure you i am not bounty hunter. Though i am interested in current events. But that is to the side of what i am really here for." He reaches into his pouch and retrieves an intricatly carved crystal and slid it across the table towards the young woman. "This will help you decide what you are really here for when the oppotunity presents itself." Balth is very well dressed in the latest inner rim galaxy fashions, his accent is very proper and clear with an aristocratic air to it. His blaster is a modified Blast Tech DL-44 in a fast draw holster. It looks well maintained. But as to where his alliegances lie is still to be guessed at.
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Post by vinea on May 24, 2005 16:53:22 GMT
"Hi Omid. Its been forever. Please" the young woman gestures to the opposite side of the booth. Omid replies "Hello. Yes, it has been a long time. Too long." and gives her a friendly kiss on the cheek as he sits down on the other side of the booth. He makes a quick unobtrusive scan of the other patrons and notes the entance to the kitchen. "So how have you been?" Omid asks with a smile.
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Gort
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Post by Gort on May 24, 2005 19:10:18 GMT
Omid replies "Hello. Yes, it has been a long time. Too long." and gives her a friendly kiss on the cheek as he sits down on the other side of the booth. He makes a quick unobtrusive scan of the other patrons and notes the entance to the kitchen. "So how have you been?" Omid asks with a smile. "Busy" she replied. Omid observed how tired she looked. "Daerion its good to see you too" Dana said. "Likewise", Daerion responded grimly. He seated himself so he could observe the entrance but far enough away from the conversation to give Omid his privacy. "I'm sorry to do this but it's not like i had much choice." Dana reached into he utility belt and passed over a data chip across the table. "I haven't managed to find out who exactly informed the Imperials but they are certain that Ador Tallon is on Tatooine to the point where they have issued a 250,000 cred bounty on him. You have to get him out of there and to a safe place. I already have an operative on Tatooine who is already scoping the place out. She will aid you once you get to Tatooine. I know this isn't exactly your fortay and you wanted to keep out of the troubles but the troubles are catching us all up and we have to choose a side." Dana explained
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Post by Cyndr on May 24, 2005 19:27:49 GMT
Raishe notices the the troopers actions, stops and waits for a response.
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Gort
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Post by Gort on May 24, 2005 21:56:30 GMT
Raishe notices the the troopers actions, stops and waits for a response. From Raishe's vantage point obscured from view by several containers he could hear the conversation quite clearly. "I hope this isn't another drill" complained one of the troopers. "No command said were going to get a squad here in a few minutes. Theres some rebel spys aboard. All we need to do is lock down this area. The Commander said he has something special ready for them." "Does he have any identifications on them yet" "No not yet but i'll doubt we'll see any action another bantha herding session is my guess."
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Post by Cyndr on May 24, 2005 22:17:36 GMT
"This cant be good, I better go find Omid." Raishe picks the comm link out of his pocket flips his hood down, showing his scarred wounds. "Omid, come in this is Raishe, seems like something wicked this way comes old friend."
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Post by vinea on May 25, 2005 14:05:49 GMT
"Omid, come in this is Raishe, seems like something wicked this way comes old friend." Omid responds on his commlink. "Got ya, we are RTB*." Omid leans over and whispers into Dana's ear while nuzzling her "Dana, we all need to go. Something is up...stand up, slap me, say something nasty and storm out. We're in Bay 38, I'll wait for you there." *Returning to base
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Gort
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Post by Gort on May 25, 2005 16:08:49 GMT
Omid responds on his commlink. "Got ya, we are RTB*." Omid leans over and whispers into Dana's ear while nuzzling her "Dana, we all need to go. Something is up...stand up, slap me, say something nasty and storm out. We're in Bay 38, I'll wait for you there." *Returning to base "I have a friend who works security here any cameras here are conveniently off at the moment" she smiles then punches Omid in the chest. "We'll see about that then won't we, think you can go and feel me up what kind of creature are you." Dana yells loudly. She storms out of the bar.
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Gort
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Post by Gort on May 25, 2005 16:14:32 GMT
"This cant be good, I better go find Omid." Raishe picks the comm link out of his pocket flips his hood down, showing his scarred wounds. "Omid, come in this is Raishe, seems like something wicked this way comes old friend." One of the core bank of turbo lifts door opens near the two storm troopers and out marches six other stormtroopers. "We may be getting some trouble so stand ready" the stormtrooper commander orders. "Yes sir" the other seven stormtroopers reply. The corridor still has a number of people and droids going about there buisness under the watchful eye of the imperials.
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tonic
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Post by tonic on May 25, 2005 17:06:29 GMT
"You are not here for what you realise you are here." Balth Replied cryptically. "And i assure you i am not bounty hunter. Though i am interested in current events. But that is to the side of what i am really here for." He reaches into his pouch and retrieves an intricatly carved crystal and slid it across the table towards the young woman. "This will help you decide what you are really here for when the oppotunity presents itself." Balth is very well dressed in the latest inner rim galaxy fashions, his accent is very proper and clear with an aristocratic air to it. His blaster is a modified Blast Tech DL-44 in a fast draw holster. It looks well maintained. But as to where his alliegances lie is still to be guessed at. Ruewen looks over the small carved crystal located in her palm then back at him. “I have no idea what this is Balth Rosian I can only trust your judgment in giving it to me and hope we fight the same fight.” Lost in thought she keeps her features neutral and tucks the crystal away safely.
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Post by vinea on May 25, 2005 18:34:33 GMT
"We'll see about that then won't we, think you can go and feel me up what kind of creature are you." Dana yells loudly. She storms out of the bar. Avoiding the eyes of the other patrons, a red-faced Omid quickly leaves behind enough credits to cover any drinks and a tip. With a small shrug and gesture to follow at Daerion he turns to leaves the restaurant with obviously feigned dignity. Like a cat who ran into a wall at full speed...he meant to do that. Once outside he'll proceed back to the ship calmly assuming that Daerion will follow.
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Gort
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Post by Gort on May 25, 2005 19:14:58 GMT
Avoiding the eyes of the other patrons, a red-faced Omid quickly leaves behind enough credits to cover any drinks and a tip. With a small shrug and gesture to follow at Daerion he turns to leaves the restaurant with obviously feigned dignity. Like a cat who ran into a wall at full speed...he meant to do that. Once outside he'll proceed back to the ship calmly assuming that Daerion will follow. As both men left the bar and walked towards the one of the major banks of turbo lifts. Daerion fell into stride along side the Captain. The two round the corner between two stores which led to the turbo lifts. As they do they see a full squad of stormtroopers, the arrogant black suited Intelligence Lieutenant and a green armoured bounty hunter he is flanked by a couple of rather nasty heavily armed individuals. In there custody is Dana. The Imperial Lieutenant looks from Dana to Omid, his eyes widen. "Stop that" he starts to bellow but it is cut off as Dana siezes a blaster pistol from the holster of the nearest trooper and shoots the Lieutenant full in the throat. The blaster bolt sound echos loudly in the corridor. Before the troopers can react the green armoured man snaps off a stun shot which catchs Dana and sends her down in a crumpled heap. In her dazed condition Omid could bearly hear Dana plea. "Run you must run..."
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Post by vinea on May 25, 2005 20:10:15 GMT
Before the troopers can react the green armoured man snaps off a stun shot which catchs Dana and sends her down in a crumpled heap. In her dazed condition Omid could bearly hear Dana plea. "Run you must run..." While the troopers are all looking toward her and the green armored man Omid takes the opportunity to draw his blaster, scream a Corellian war cry and shoots the closest trooper in the back (or tries anyway), he keeps shooting as he moves forward toward Dana figuring boldness is worth more than cover if he can break the morale of the troopers quickly... He really hopes Daerion has a blaster...
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Post by Cyndr on May 25, 2005 20:14:17 GMT
"Ok, we've done nothing wrong yet, they deem us as spies. Thats not right, and the time for speeches are over something bad is gonna happen. I'm going to give them a present that will help them out, damn imperials trying to boss us around. Maybe I can at least hold them off until Omid gets back, I know for damned sure hes gonna be angry that I've gone and pissed on the ant hill"
Raishe, flips his hood to hide his identity once agan, and steadies the hand that is clasping the vibroblade, waiting for his moment to strike.
*Hide check.
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Gort
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Post by Gort on May 25, 2005 21:52:36 GMT
While the troopers are all looking toward her and the green armored man Omid takes the opportunity to draw his blaster, scream a Corellian war cry and shoots the closest trooper in the back (or tries anyway), he keeps shooting as he moves forward toward Dana figuring boldness is worth more than cover if he can break the morale of the troopers quickly... He really hopes Daerion has a blaster... Omid reaches for his blaster his intentions all laid out in his mind, he will rescue his friend Dana from the Imperial clutches. His hand closes around the hilt of his blaster and the Correlian death cry about to form on his lips then lights go out as Omid sucumbs to unconsciousness. (the scene changes as the camera wipes to Raishe some minutes later waiting in the corridor)
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