1 hour ago, Edgehawk said:

Mandalorian warqueen.. Yes, please!

Standing there in her torn mountaineer armor, stained with gore, lingering scent of adrenaline, fear.. flamethrower accelerant.. After seeing to the Hind's recovery, she addresses their host again, in a relaxed, but more appropriately respectful manner: "Might a shower, or at least a quick sonic, be in order? Or are we expected immediately, in all our.. (gesturing at the hot mess they all are) .. glory?"

Turning to their reserved friend, seemingly lost in his own thoughts, as he so often is: "C'mon, Durrak. Let's see if you can still put the disc in disco, without that archaic weapon of yours."

" I have full amenities my friend.. full amenities... "

as the group enters the old craft ... it's not fancy but it is obvious it once held fancier like fittings, now its functional but with a slight lean on comfort... a red Twilek, with spiked tattoos looks at the group " Come on then Sluggy mc Slugface... Can we get back home, I have like 8 people i need too...." she looks at the group, then lightsabers ... " poodoo........ Jedi.... If you want to fight can i please fly the ship back first?"

"We're not Jedi. Though we've seen them on the holos. We just use whatever tools work best when we do what's to save the galaxy, ma'am." Yorik said putting on his best Dantooine drawl and smiling at the red Twilek. "I take it you're Cassandra?"

1 hour ago, Cartergame said:

"We're not Jedi. Though we've seen them on the holos. We just use whatever tools work best when we do what's to save the galaxy, ma'am." Yorik said putting on his best Dantooine drawl and smiling at the red Twilek. "I take it you're Cassandra?"

she gives the Hutt a side look " Yeah... Why?? "

Shard hop foots it to a slightly worn luxury couch and keels over, omphf!

He uses his "good arm", the one not bruised and bandaged, the claw like grasping mechanism slightly puncturing the fine but thread bare fabric as he pulls himself upright.

He grimaces at the damage and hopes the others won't notice it.

So... Didn't know the word traveled so fast, how'd you know I was there? You still got that junkie flop house next to the composting channels?

Yorik bowed in a diplomatic flourish and extended his hand in greeting, "It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am. Yorik Vonn of Dantooine at your service! Your associates mentioned your name in passing is all and I just put two & two together. "

"These are my companions, Dr. Astrid Andunie, Dr. Bennar, Mr. Durrak, and you may already be familiar with Shard Zyi Ux..."

14 hours ago, TheShard said:

Shard hop foots it to a slightly worn luxury couch and keels over, omphf!

He uses his "good arm", the one not bruised and bandaged, the claw like grasping mechanism slightly puncturing the fine but thread bare fabric as he pulls himself upright.

He grimaces at the damage and hopes the others won't notice it.

So... Didn't know the word traveled so fast, how'd you know I was there? You still got that junkie flop house next to the composting channels?

"Come on there Shard, Help me with the Med bay why don't you. " says Rico... " the Hutts have ears everywhere... You remember right? Besides It seems the republic really wanted to show they won "

26 minutes ago, Cartergame said:

Yorik bowed in a diplomatic flourish and extended his hand in greeting, "It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am. Yorik Vonn of Dantooine at your service! Your associates mentioned your name in passing is all and I just put two & two together. "

"These are my companions, Dr. Astrid Andunie, Dr. Bennar, Mr. Durrak, and you may already be familiar with Shard Zyi Ux..."

she flinches at the name Dantooine but holds out her hand " I know of shard from Rico, but I cant say i mett him before... "

astrid recognizes the sith tattoos almost instantly

Yorik shook Cassandra's hand and noticed the involuntary flinch. "You've been to Dantooine? Not as part of the war, I hope?" Yorik began to accompany her up the ramp and onto the ship, engaging her in conversation as they all made their way up to depart Korriban and escape the horrors of the blood and flesh filled Temple of Wailing. He paused and took one last look back behind him.

He saw the plethora of activity from the Galactic Defense Forces as they moved more troops, scientists, and equipment inside and around the temple and he was reminded acutely of swarms of maggots and insects devouring the corpse of a dead animal. Disgusted, yet reflective of the scene playing out below them as they began to depart he let his usual happy mask fall for a moment and revealed his innermost thoughts.

"Scurrying beetles devouring a bloated, rotting carcass. We must remember Death is an ever present cycle and brings forth new life. Though the tortured memory of What Was shall ever remain, may the Hope of What May Be now fill our hearts and quench our souls..."

Then, he remembered his role and once again hid the pain of life behind an ever charming smile, "Apologies, all! For a moment, I sounded like Durrak! Now then, Miss Cassandra we've heard tales of fabled Twilek hospitality and Hutt opulence. Are the legends really all true?"

5 hours ago, Cartergame said:

Yorik shook Cassandra's hand and noticed the involuntary flinch. "You've been to Dantooine? Not as part of the war, I hope?" Yorik began to accompany her up the ramp and onto the ship, engaging her in conversation as they all made their way up to depart Korriban and escape the horrors of the blood and flesh filled Temple of Wailing. He paused and took one last look back behind him.

He saw the plethora of activity from the Galactic Defense Forces as they moved more troops, scientists, and equipment inside and around the temple and he was reminded acutely of swarms of maggots and insects devouring the corpse of a dead animal. Disgusted, yet reflective of the scene playing out below them as they began to depart he let his usual happy mask fall for a moment and revealed his innermost thoughts.

"Scurrying beetles devouring a bloated, rotting carcass. We must remember Death is an ever present cycle and brings forth new life. Though the tortured memory of What Was shall ever remain, may the Hope of What May Be now fill our hearts and quench our souls..."

Then, he remembered his role and once again hid the pain of life behind an ever charming smile, "Apologies, all! For a moment, I sounded like Durrak! Now then, Miss Cassandra we've heard tales of fabled Twilek hospitality and Hutt opulence. Are the legends really all true?"

" It would be a while before your time I think, Can we get of this Dearthworld now? .... Life Is Strength Dantooinian, Life is Strength.. regardless of the life. "

" I' am not a Slave Girl... Just I enjoy something... well, For when we are on our way. and No It's NOT THAT.. and Help yourself to a bunk or a rack.... and you wont find opulence here... he sold it all to feed Orphans after the war " she motions to the Hutt

Astrid tries to commit the Sith glyphs to memory, that she might look them up later. When Cassandra catches her looking, Astrid smiles. "Don't get your lekku in a twist.. I spent some time exploring Twi'lek communication and anatomy at University, you know.. time I probably should have spent on my studies.. Really, Astrid..?

"While I have none myself, body art throughout the galaxy has always intrigued me.. Perhaps you'd be willing to share the rest of them with me, sometime?" ..not making things better..

"Please excuse my poor behavior.. It has been a trying day. So tell me. What beguiling Sith sorcery is this, that turns my friend here into a philosophical warrior-poet, and yet has me tripping over my words?" Astrid beams at the Twi'lek with as much innocence as her eyes can muster, waiting to gauge her reaction.

Never too tired to enjoy his friend's attempts at flirtation, Yorik smiled and maneuvered himself so that Cassandra walked in the middle between him and Astrid. Whether consciously or subconsciously, she would enjoy being the center of their attention, the thoughts would linger, and hopefully lay the foundation for future habits as well.

"Please excuse my distracted behavior as well but, Lady Cassandra, did you say that a Hutt had given away his wealth?!?"

You two, shizz...

He shakes his head, playfully chastising the blatant flirtation.

On 2/6/2018 at 5:03 PM, Edgehawk said:

Astrid tries to commit the Sith glyphs to memory, that she might look them up later. When Cassandra catches her looking, Astrid smiles. "Don't get your lekku in a twist.. I spent some time exploring Twi'lek communication and anatomy at University, you know.. time I probably should have spent on my studies.. Really, Astrid..?

"While I have none myself, body art throughout the galaxy has always intrigued me.. Perhaps you'd be willing to share the rest of them with me, sometime?" ..not making things better..

"Please excuse my poor behavior.. It has been a trying day. So tell me. What beguiling Sith sorcery is this, that turns my friend here into a philosophical warrior-poet, and yet has me tripping over my words?" Astrid beams at the Twi'lek with as much innocence as her eyes can muster, waiting to gauge her reaction.

Her eyes flash red .. " I have other C... Commitments... regardless of that Repulsive DEW FLAP'S INSINUATIONS! "

The Hutt Chuckles... " Oh My dear... I do Love your Temper... "

On 2/6/2018 at 10:26 PM, Cartergame said:

Never too tired to enjoy his friend's attempts at flirtation, Yorik smiled and maneuvered himself so that Cassandra walked in the middle between him and Astrid. Whether consciously or subconsciously, she would enjoy being the center of their attention, the thoughts would linger, and hopefully lay the foundation for future habits as well.

"Please excuse my distracted behavior as well but, Lady Cassandra, did you say that a Hutt had given away his wealth?!?"

her fingers flex to a point on her belt Instinctively but relax... " He did, But that is Rico's Tale to tell. Not mine "

" ill go see How the ship is doing...."

as you walk in the room you see an odd-looking creature, its bent over... A stove... " hmmm Hmmm HMM " ... Things are Bubbling, the whole place is a mix of pots, pans, smells .. its tentacles from its base flash out, stirring, chopping, bringing a spoon to its mouth, " hmm needs more Spices... "You there... Metal Man " he points at Yorik " You try yes? you tell What needs, yes? "

wait that's the cook from the 901st Hellslammer division who ended up fending off an entire Battalion, through subterfuge, and .. decoys... because he wanted t find a cookbook. ( think the factory siege in Stalingrad /Leningrad / St Petersburg )... when he found it... it was damaged... some say that the battle of Ethron 5 was won by a cook, holding a frying pan in one tentacle and a heavy blaster in the other.

Bennar gets a whiff of what he hopes will be their dinner. Ah, that smells great! Much better than the scents we've been subject to recently. Though I suppose the scent of carnage isn't hard to beat. He realizes how hungry he is, when was the last time we stopped for a decent meal? Well, I think I'll second Astrid's suggestion that we make ourselves presentable before partaking in what appears to be a great meal. If one of our new friends would be so kind as to point me in the right direction, I wouldn't mind getting cleaned up before dinner. Bennar adds, referencing the amusing ramblings of he comrades, That is, assuming the pre-dinner show is over.

2 hours ago, April said:

her fingers flex to a point on her belt Instinctively but relax... " He did, But that is Rico's Tale to tell. Not mine "

Astrid's eyes follow her movement, then glance down at the saber on her own belt. Yep. That's where it would be, if she were carrying..

"I'd be interested in your story, even if it's just over a caf and a dejarik board. See you around." Astrid gives Bennar a pointed look, at his comment, but relents. Guess I earned that one..

"So. Whattaya think, metal man ?" she inquires of Yorik, grateful for the masking scents wafting from the kitchen. "Smells delicious!" I might have an appetite, after all, once I get cleaned up.

Astrid makes her way deeper into the fading elegance of the Hutt's ship, eventually finding a suitable vacant stateroom, with its own head. After availing herself of the full amenities, including a real shower, she is about to don a robe when she notices that her trunk has been delivered. Rifling through her garments, she selects the closest things she has to formal attire. Still not sure if this is a gala hero's welcome, or a prelude to incarceration, but might as well look my best.. Wonder if it is to be a masqued ball..? she muses, without humor, tucking the Acolyte's mask into the inside pocket of her vest.

When she is finished, she checks herself out in the mirror, giving the white shirt/ black vest combo a final look of approval. Han frakkin' Solo himself couldn't have rocked this outfit better! Stepping out into the passageway, she follows her nose back to the unexpected party.

2 hours ago, Edgehawk said:

Astrid's eyes follow her movement, then glance down at the saber on her own belt. Yep. That's where it would be, if she were carrying..

"I'd be interested in your story, even if it's just over a caf and a dejarik board. See you around." Astrid gives Bennar a pointed look, at his comment, but relents. Guess I earned that one..

"So. Whattaya think, metal man ?" she inquires of Yorik, grateful for the masking scents wafting from the kitchen. "Smells delicious!" I might have an appetite, after all, once I get cleaned up.

Astrid makes her way deeper into the fading elegance of the Hutt's ship, eventually finding a suitable vacant stateroom, with its own head. After availing herself of the full amenities, including a real shower, she is about to don a robe when she notices that her trunk has been delivered. Rifling through her garments, she selects the closest things she has to formal attire. Still not sure if this is a gala hero's welcome, or a prelude to incarceration, but might as well look my best.. Wonder if it is to be a masqued ball..? she muses, without humor, tucking the Acolyte's mask into the inside pocket of her vest.

When she is finished, she checks herself out in the mirror, giving the white shirt/ black vest combo a final look of approval. Han frakkin' Solo himself couldn't have rocked this outfit better! Stepping out into the passageway, she follows her nose back to the unexpected party.

roll a willpower / composure if you touched the mask again

Her carelessness doesn't register, until it is too late, but she shakes off the mask's influence as quickly as she senses it. No time for rookie mistakes, now, Astrid.. remember the gloves!

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1 hour ago, Edgehawk said:

Her carelessness doesn't register, until it is too late, but she shakes off the mask's influence as quickly as she senses it. No time for rookie mistakes, now, Astrid.. remember the gloves!

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you can hear an audible hiss when it fails to make you place it on your face....

you feel the ship jolt as it takes off...

you hear a knock at the door

The knock comes as a surprise to Astrid, who is already at the door, ready to exit the stateroom; it is her guest's turn to be surprised, when the door opens abruptly, immediately following the knock.

"Well, hello.."

18 hours ago, Edgehawk said:

The knock comes as a surprise to Astrid, who is already at the door, ready to exit the stateroom; it is her guest's turn to be surprised, when the door opens abruptly, immediately following the knock.

"Well, hello.."

The Hutt while large looks a little shocked at your state of dress, and the speed of the door opening " ahh yes... Yes.. You will need some of these... He hands you a series of medication, The Air in the lower levels is Toxic... You Need to be careful, Newcomers can Get very Ill on the moon if they are unprepared, Hmm Im not that Important, My days of Banquets are long over... I worry About Shard, and all the Younglings who left.... The Clans are Concelledating assets... And I can Only Fight so many Battles... He coughs... and stumbles a little... then regains himself.... No time.... No time.. Come "

For the briefest of moments, before the door opens, she wonders if it might be the intriguing Twi'lek..

".. Master Rico." Nope. Crashed and burned.

Astrid accepts the meds, pocketing them.. not that pocket..

"I am just happy to be clean, and out of my armor for a spell. Also looking forward to sharing an actual meal with friends.."

When the venerable Hutt falters, Astrid reaches to assist him, taking his elbow.. "Easy, there, big guy." Not sure how much I can really help, though..

"No time.. Has something changed..? Or do you mean it.. taking a longer view?"

16 hours ago, Edgehawk said:

For the briefest of moments, before the door opens, she wonders if it might be the intriguing Twi'lek..

".. Master Rico." Nope. Crashed and burned.

Astrid accepts the meds, pocketing them.. not that pocket..

"I am just happy to be clean, and out of my armor for a spell. Also looking forward to sharing an actual meal with friends.."

When the venerable Hutt falters, Astrid reaches to assist him, taking his elbow.. "Easy, there, big guy." Not sure how much I can really help, though..

"No time.. Has something changed..? Or do you mean it.. taking a longer view?"

" My Race lives a long time... All the plotting in the world cant save you from death, and once I'm gone the Undercity will become rife for the Black sun and Exchange to rip into it like a candy... I must Fight for Shard, and win... only then will Casandra have enough standing to take my place as their guardian. You and your friends need to go to the machine level... there is the oldest Hutt library with the first draft of our Code ... Once Held it should give me enough leeway to nullify the contract with only one death... he looks at the floor... come Young one ... You must eat. "

he chuckles

" Nobody asked for Salt did they? "

Machine level.. Hutt library.. should be right up our alley.. Wait?!

"One death..?"

"If you know Shard, you must know he won't let you make this sacrifice?"

On 2/15/2018 at 12:52 AM, Edgehawk said:

Machine level.. Hutt library.. should be right up our alley.. Wait?!

"One death..?"

"If you know Shard, you must know he won't let you make this sacrifice?"

his cheery demeanour breaks for a moment " You are much better than My people... It might not be my own... and won't be shards... however... Our Laws are quite clear unless the old code has a loophole...." his cheery voice returns " and besides An Old slug... is just an old slug right?... I've lived long enough to see the rise of empires.. the fall of republics... races come in from the cold... One old Man Dieng will not be the worst thing to happen to the galaxy"

from every terminal, a newsflash beeps out " breaking News The Peace between the Republic and the New Empire was shattered when a group of misfits seems to have assaulted the Korriban National Park... the words You filthy Sith Scum was left behind in rather crude script... the suspects seem to be led by a rather angry Wookie... if you see him... he is to be approached with caution..... "

After returning to the common area from getting cleaned up, Bennar sees the news bulletin. What's going on in Korriban? Isn't that the Sith world? It would be a Wookie that starts the most recent uprising. The only thing constant about peace is that it ends. Hey guys, you seeing this? Something's happening on Korriban. Hopefully the media is just overhyping a bit of vandalism, but if this is as serious as it sounds this could be bad.

So they wanted to start a war? The Sith.. or the Republic.. I wonder..?

"I suspect we were the only misfits vandalizing historical sites on Korriban, recently.. Just be glad the Colonel isn't letting us take the fall for it."