Black Sun Rising - Gangland

[Kelt Simoson]

Nar Shadda - The Nurinco

It was damp, dark and quiet. One of Kelts bars was closed for the night, closed for 'redecoration' it said on the front, and everytime one of the regulars tried to open the door Kelt would always hear a groan or a hidious amount of swear words coming from the patron.

Kelt has set out a table, and programmed the serving droid to only obey Kelts commands this evening while the small number of guests were hear for the meeting. Sorsha, the head of Kelts department in The Black Sun was coming, and so were a few more within her side of the faction. Kelt was indeed quite high up in Sorshas's mind otherwise would be seriously be in charge of her Nar Shada operations?

He was making money, had woman, had a small smuggerling operation out of The Nurinco bar. His new ships that he accuired while 'purchasing' the bar was awsome, he now had a total of two ships running his goods about the galaxy, but his new oneThe Lucky Strike (http://rpggamer.org/stats.php?page=d6/d6yt1900.html) currently sat upon the roof of the bar, its landing bay, waiting to take Sorsha to where she wished to go, tonight it would be a scout trip.

Tonight they would start the operation they had been planning, tonight they would start the war against the Hutt monopoly on Nar Shadda.

And Kelt would have front row tickets.

It was a quarter to nine on his chrono clock, in fifteen minutes she would arrive with her motley crew of gaurds and retainers. He didnt mind Sorsha, she was alright, she was his money making benefactor and who cared if he was under her? He was comfortible.

In all fact he really could care less who it was, he was sure that Sorshas arch enemy, that cat woman, would be interested in Kelt's small empire on Nar Shadda if Sorsha was not. he had that card to play at the least.

With a glass in his had, whisky it was he waited for he majesty to come calling.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha enters the Nurinco, accompanied by six enforcers. It was time to get down to business, and also to remind Kelt Simonson exactly who he was working for ::

[Kelt Simoson]

Kelt got up from the table as soon as the door bell chimed, his face was straight, grim and serious. He had to admit quietly this meeting he would have rather enjoyed avoiding, but each quarter she would turn up and qustion him.

And this time, there was a job to do.

' Sorsha...'' He said in greeting.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: She gazed up at the ceiling and around the bar as her enforcers starting milling around like fire inspectors ::

"I trust you've had a good quarter, yes?"

[Kelt Simoson]

'As well as can be expected concidering the Hutts trying to get their neck in here and there, you know how they are.' He said quickly eyeing up Sorsha's enforcers who were currently checking behind the bar, no doubt for the non exsistant hidden ambushers. Sorsha was always to paranoid of her safety, and never had trusted Kelt fully.

' Mark 2, whiskies and whatever Sorsha is having. '

He gestured her towards one of the seats at the round table, lit from above by a single light with a green covering. He was out numbered, out gunned and of course did not have a leg to stand on if Sorsha was 'displeased' with Kelt for some reason, but in case, he had a pistol blaster in a holster inside his jacket pocket, and a E-11 under the bar counter, as he did in all his bars across the galaxy.

Protection.

' What news from off world of our operations?' He asked, taking a seat.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: She stood in place, folding her arms across her chest ::

"I'm not here for idle chatter. Show me the books."

[Kelt Simoson]

Staring at her for a moment, Kelt raised his brow. She was more touchy today than usural and frankly that meant something was wrong, she was not happy and that meant her enforcers probably had a few spankings from her today already. Saying that, they did look rather unhappy.

Unmoved by Sorshas temper Kelt took a sip of his whisky, his eyes moving from Sorsha to the enforcers who were making their rounds.

' Rough landing? The weather in Nar Shadda has been dismel lately. '' Kelt said, a bitter taist of sarcasem making an appearence. Deciding he had ha his little venture, he pointed towards the bare with a lazy hand.

' Books are behind the bar, get one of you're lackies to retrieve them'' Whistling as if calling a dog, Kelt gestured to one of the enforcers close to the books in question. He loved toying with these guys, nothing but big slabs of meat with half a brain cell to share between them.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: She smiled, looking from Kelt to Corvus as she brushed a strand of hair away from her face. Kelt had gotten far too arrogant in this position she gave him. It was time to set things straight ::

[Corvus]

:: Corvus slammed an elbow into the side of Kelt's head before he could blink. The next thing he knew, he was hurled over the bar against the wall where many bottles of beer were kept. The impact was painful, as was the shelf that crashed down on top of him. A few of the rodians unholstered their pistols, waiting for an order to cap him ::