Only the Emperor could create such a bad day

[Khasha DarNei]

Back on her homeworld of Coruscant, news of the Emperor's death as well as Lord Vader's rocked the planet to its core. With loyalties on the planet divided between Imperial/Rebel/Non-partisan numerous riots had begun to break out almost immediately.

[Khasha DarNei]

As the sun began to set, Khasha's feet were killing her. She had been walking nearly all day. Filling out applications here, getting interviewed on the spot there. But, no job was offered to her yet. Tired, frustrated, hungry and getting cold, she walked through the city and its alleys until she just dropped down in a small alcove, too tired to take another step.

[Zorin Hexes]

Vice Admiral Zorin Hexes cleared his throat as he watched the detachment of armor clad Storm Troopers clatter their way through the streets of the planet. He seemed to be the only single spec of black within the entire sea of white glittering soldiers - until another man dressed in a similar officer's uniform began his race towards the Vice Admiral, shouting.

"Vice Admiral Hexes," The field officer jogged as quickly as he could, a datapad in hand with a chart of the cities major streets and causeways, "I believe we've located the rebel outpost's location."

"Excellent. I would like you to go and have a look at it." The entire section of the city-world had been isolated, cleared of most if not all civilians. Those that were foolish enough to stay would soon bear witness to a very large show of Imperial justice. "Take as many troopers as you need. They already know we're coming." Zorin made sure of that. He wanted them to put up a fight. It would be a glorious public display.

[Khasha DarNei]

The warmth of the sun felt good upon Khasha's face as she awoke the next morning. Shielding her eyes with a hand cupped above her brows, she looked around briefly, having forgotten where she was for a moment.

[Belle Lostarot]

On the other side of the street was a woman clad in leather. Belle had noticed her but felt no need to stop and say hello. She was looking for a job, a job to get her to another planet in search of her lost love.

She had been to five places so far. Each place seemed to get worse than the other. The first place was looking for a secretary, the second a store clerk, another store clerk, andother secretary, an imperial recruitment center. Finally she came upon what she thought of as one of the worst jobs, A stripper. sigh... I might as well check this place out....

She entered the establishment, completely ignoring the imperial troopers that were filling the streets.

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha watched the troopers for a short time then continued up the street. She, too, had found herself entering the strip club to see about getting hired. 'Well, this is right up your alley, Khasha. Shouldn't have a hard time getting hired here...'

[Zorin Hexes]

A suad leader turned his head to face the woman who had just wnadered hazily into the street. "You there, Identify yourself. This section of the city has been shut down on Decree of Vice Admiral Zorin Hexes. You are in violation of Imperial Law. Put your hands up and surrender at once."

Five other armored troopers fell out of the large block formation and began their advance towards her, rifles held up towards her. "Set your rifles to stun. The Vice Admiral will want to interrogate her personally." The scuffling of armour against steel and stone began to echo in quicker intervolts as the squad made it's approach.

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha froze as soon as she heard the commanding voice of the one ordering her to freeze. Looking around for a possible escape, she faltered in her footing a bit. Before she knew it, she was being advanced upon by his men with their rifles skillfully trained on her.

[Zorin Hexes]

Several seconds later, the woman found herself in magnetic restraints, escorted back through the ranks and files of thousands of troopers. Up ahead a man wearing an Imperial officer's uniform ran his fingers back through his slick blonde hair and raised a brow. "Yes?" The troop's commander stepped foward and bowed to one knee.

"Sir, we found her loitering around nearby. She might be an assassin."

The Vice-Admiral, cleared his throat and placed a hand underneath her chin, lifting her head up so he could see eye to eye with her. "Now what might you have hidden away in that pretty little head of yours? You don't look an assassin to me... Do you have any identification?"

[Belle Lostarot]

Back in the Stripclub, Belle was currently being interviewed by the manager. She was stripping for the man, it seemed a bit odd because the only one she had ever done that for was her lover.

She went through a routine that she came up with while she was watching the women performing. In some points the man was even included in it. At the end she got the job. They told her that she would be working on the stage with another new employee by the name of Kasha.

They led her up to her room and told her that she would start in two days. "I can't believe I'm doing this...", she thought.

"Make yourself comfortable." The man told her, then he left.

"I wonder who this Kasha woman is?..."

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha did her best to put up a front that she wasn't afraid of the Imperials. She didn't know if it was working or not, but she couldn't help but remember what had occured back on Coruscant, which then led her into being trained for independent work. Part of that training included never telling who she worked for, she was basically on her own if she were ever caught.

[Kyros Kane]

OOC:: Where have ya been Khasha i havent seen ya on aim :p

[Kyros Kane]

(Kyros was here oe busniess and busniess only he thought to himself as he saw a preatty young women being manhandled by a bunch of Imperial gaurds.)

(Kyros muttered to himself)..

$#@! I guess busniess is gonna have to wait.

(Kyros walked over to were the troopers had the young girl and yelled..)

Oh! There she is! You little peice of trash i swear i am going to feed you to my bantha when we get you back to the house!

(A trooper turned to kyros and said) Hault! Slowly show me some ID

(Kyros slowly reaced into one of his many pockets on the inside of his jaket and pulled out his ID and threw it to the trooper.)

Trooper: Imperial slave and shiping transport pass huh?

Kyros: Yes call it in it's all good but i must be on my way. This little wench has been runing from me all day she broke free early this morning.

(Khasha just sat silent during the whole episode eyeing the man that she hoped would save her.)

Trooper: It all checks out take her and be on your way.

(Kyros grabed Khasha's cuffs and began to lead her down the street.)

Ok listen to me i have some busniess i have to attend to here and i cant have you running around when they think i own you so your gonna have to spend some time in my ships cell while i am busy.

(Kyros waited for Khasha's response)

[Zorin Hexes]

Zorin raised a brow and nodded to the storm trooper squad leader. "Arrest them both." Several other troopers immidiately grabbed onto the two, with enough support to bring down a rancor. "I don't trust him. If you're who you say you are, you'll be cleared at the nearest detention center." His eyes narrowed, the icy blue growing a bit darker.

He walked up to Khasha and gazed down at her. "I wish to speak with you privately. Perhaps I can arrange for you travel a bit more comfortably, provided you don't have any other plans." The Admiral grinned slightly. He knew that many had died in the thrawls of passion, and he had no intentions to let his curiosity in this woman get him killed. "The restraints will stay."

He looked over to the man who had given him the make-shift ID, giving him a careless shrug. A trooper pistol whipped Kyros with the back of a rifle, knocking him to the ground just before another two armour clad soldiers grabbed him by the legs and began to drag him off towards a prisoner transport.

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha's eyes narrowed as she heard this new man arrive and call her a wench! She was about to spit back a rather unsavory retort, but thought better of it seeing the situation she was in. Noticing a look in his eyes, she lowered her head, playing the complacent slave. With her head lowered, she still kept and eye on the Admiral and the new man through her hair that fell over her face.

[Kyros Kane]

(Kyros was dragged off into the detention van but as he was being draged away he yelled at Hexas with all he could figuring he was in such a large amount of pain.)

I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS YOU BASTARD!

(In the back of the deteniton wagon kyros worked on his handcuffs as he tried to see how mentaly strong the tropper in front of him holding gaurd on him was.)

Kyros:So how much do i have to pay ya to let me go?

Trooper:You dont have enough money.

Kyros: Oh i think i could make it worth your while. Now how about letting me out of these cuffs?

Trooper: Ha that will be the day.

(Kyros worked his right hand loose and waved it through the air.)

You will let me go.

(The trooper took the other cuff off of Kyros)

(Kyros pushed a small button on his shoe.)

Now your gun my gun and how about opening the doors to the van huh?

(The storm trooper complied and kyros opened the back doors and jumped onto what the trooper thought was the moving street but was his waiting speeder bike that was keeping pace with the van. The trooper suddenly gained mental conciousness but it was far to laite kyros shot the vans fuel tank out and it exploded sending flames high into the sky as Kyros speed off to his ship to get some supplies and contact his lead and tell him that it didnt seam busniess was happening today.)

(Kyros got back to his ship and contacted his lead grabed a long range blaster rifle a few Thermal detanators and a new set of duds. Today he was going to pretend to be a imperial officer.)

(As Kyros put on the suit he wondered why he was even doing this....was it spite towards hexas.....was he trying to save the girl.....he really didnt know at this point all he knew was that it was happening and that was that. Kyros finished getting dressed and headed off on his speeder.)

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha watched as Kyros was hauled off bodily and tossed into the back of the van headed for the dention center. A small smile curved her lips as she heard his vow to make the Admiral pay, then hoped that he could live long enough to fulfill that promise.

[Belle Lostarot]

She sat alone in her room waiting for her new partner. She did not really know what to do with the customers but hoped that she could teach her something.

She got up and looked out the one window in the room. To her surprise the streets were filled with Imperial soldiers. Everyone knew an imperial soldier from a common soldier. It was easy to tell with their shiny white armor. She had never like soldiers, they had always made her nervous. Especially Imperial soldiers.

[Kyros Kane]

(Kyros returns to were he and Kasha were attacked and activates a tracker he placed on her and a small screen on his watch begins blinking.)

They havent gone far.

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha was finding herself becoming quite annoyed with the Admiral as he did nothing but sit there and look her over.

[Kyros Kane]

OOC:: I like ya and all Zorin but POST!! If ya dont post fairly soon i am going to post actions for you so we can keep going with the Rp.

[Zorin Hexes]

"Pardon my manners." Zorin cleared his throat, stepping into his AT-PT. The large craft resembled most military grade AT-ATs, except in that it was obviously customized to be much more luxurious. The armor platting was mostly jet black, a few areas shining silver and gray. The two boarded the transport, a hiss sealing the hatch beside them.

The Admiral leaned forward and talked into a small comm. "Take us to the command center." The transmission clicked off.

"Now... let's see. You're a slave, is that right?" A grin creased the blond man's lips. He was obviously weaving some pattern in his mind, but his thoughts hadn't strayed far from the reality of the situation. His fingers were still resting on his blaster pistol, which he could easily use to kill or disable the young woman if she made any sudden or unpleasant decisions which were not to his liking.

[Khasha DarNei]

As Khasha had waited for the Admiral to get himself situated and ready aboard his craft, she took the liberty of memorizing and studying the layout and design of the AT-PT.

[Zorin Hexes]

"Not at all... I despise the enslaving of human beings." He grinned further still. "You must be rather surprised. No matter... I understand that much of the galaxy has given The Empire a heartless label. That's far from the truth. I actually harbor a great deal of concern for civil liberties. That doesn't mean that I can afford to be reckless, though." He thumbed a control panel, relaying a few orders to the appropriate people. "I just wished to know a bit about you. Once this is all over with, I'm sure I can see to it you're able to walk away a free citizen - if you're telling me the truth. If you're not who you say you are, then you won't be walking away at all."

The transport continued to sway and shift, thumping along to it's destination, the sound of laser fire filling the air. Outside, there was a war going on, and the smell of chard flesh penetrated even through the tight seals of the AT-PT's hatchway.

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha looked back to the Admiral, one brow raised subtly.

[Kyros Kane]

(Kyros jumped as he heard the small ping in his headphone.)
There! I have her!
(Kyros followed the yellow dot on a small screen while racing through the streets on his speeder bike.Suddenly he looked ahead to see the grimest sit he had seen today....he had just rode to the edge of a cival war.)
Well i have to try i guess.
(Kyros powered up his lasers on his speeder and started for the melle. It would be like finding a nedal in a hay stack let alone a hay stack on fire. Kyros hesatated for a second and then gave his speeder full throttle and flew into the mess of people....)

[Zorin Hexes]

Storm troopers and New Republic malitia were both thrown aside as Kyros rammed right through them. A few shots were fired in his direction, AT-AT's swarming the streets ahead of him, past that the Admiral's AT-PT continued to move.

Inside of the transport, Zorin raised a brow at Khasha. "Slaves don't have any reason to lie, but Rebels spies do. And it is rather curious that you would be here, where slavery has been outlawed for the last decade. There is no market for such things..." A click interrupted him.

"Sir, a speeder is closing on your location." It was a young officers voice.

"Destroy it."

"Yes, sir." The comm clicked off. Outside, several speeders fell behind Kyros, firing at his exhausts, one bolt skiming his leg, smoke trailing up from the hole it had burned in his clothes.

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha kept her cool and whit about her as she heard him mention spies, and the fact that slavery had indeed been outlawed ... here, it had been, not elsewhere in the galaxy; which she relied on that piece of information now.

[Kyros Kane]

(As Kyros gets hit in the leg by a laser blast he looked behind him to notice a nice pack of storm troopers on speeders trailing him.)

Thats just what i need!

(Kyros looked down at his leg and noticed it was bleeding a little.)

Damb i need to get rid of these guys!

(Suddenly a laser blast nearly hit kyros in the head. Thinking quick he decided to pull a suicide jump a thing he had learned from his old speeder bike manvers instructor. Kyros pressed a small button on his bike wich realesed a line of claymore style mines. Then he pointed his bikes nose down sharply then pulled as hard as he could up. As the mines went off blowing up the insuing storm tropers Kyros flew high into the air.)

Take that a%$holes!

(While in the air Kyros looked at his moniter and he was right above khasha's Location.)

She must be in that odd looking AT-PT.

(Kyros's bike hit the ground with a small scrape and then he turned towrds the vehicle holding Khasha.)

This should be quite a trip for you Zekas!

(Kyros streamed by the vehicle and when he did he pressed a button that shot a spike with a rope attached to it. It hit directly into the leg of the vehicle and kyros was carefull to stay out of the vehicles blaster range and began to encircle it....)

[Khasha DarNei]

As Khasha continually glanced at the monitors, she kept working on the cuffs behind her back. Since the Admiral seemed to be enjoying the display overhead, she figured he wouldn't notice her brief smile as she felt one of the cuffs come undone. Silently, she thanked those responsible for her training as she went to work on the second cuff. She did her best to remain aloof and non-chalant as she watched Kyros on the screen, yet she wondered why in the name of the Emperor's Black Bones this man who didn't know her was risking his life to help her.

[Zorin Hexes]

As Kyros continued to encircle the AT-PT, he felt a snag. The Smaller and more stable transport was not toppling over. It was in fact continueing forward, unhindered by the grappling hook which was attempting to bring it to a halt. The swoop buckled, then turned viciously and crashed into the ground, the entire front stabalizer snapping off in an immense cloud of dust. Zorin grinned, then punched in an access code to the hatch. It hissed open. The AT-PT had stopped in it's tracks, but for reasons that were far different than Kyros had intended.

"You wait here. I'm not through with you quite yet... I have a proposition to make for you. One you might find very inviting - but it seems I have something to tend to first."

Popping his head out of the hatch, Zorin glanced around, watching as the dust and heat began to settle down, then stepped out of the transport, leaving Khasha behind. A swarm of troopers had converged around the crashed swoop and with their weapons drawn. Zorin's voice boomed out over their clattering armor. "Hold your fire!" The troopers fell back and opened their flanks to him, a few of them dismounting from their speeders. "Well, well... If it isn't the 'slave driver.'" A grin creased his noble features. "I'm glad you came back." The blaster pistol was now aimed directly for Kyros' chest. "Get up. Make this interesting for me..."

[Kyros Kane]

(Kyros looks at the blaster then back at his crashed bike.)

Can you even comprehend what that will cost me to fix?

(Kyros stared at the blaster pointed at his chest.)

So what your just going to shoot a citezen and official courrier to the empire because he came back to take what is his?

( Just as Zorin was going to open his mouth to say something kyros flicked his wrist and a small canester came flying from his sleve. Inside the canester was a very potent mix of potasium sulfate and sugar so when it ignited in the air a city blocks radius was covered in smoke in but a few milla seconds. As he did this a storm trooper tried to fire at his general direction but instead struck zorin's hip.)

(Kyros thought for a moment as he was running through the smoke trying to get away from the mass of troppers that had surounded him.....he could just leave......he could easily make it away now the smoke would last at least 20 minutes untill it fully cleared....how would he even find that damb at-pt? The suddenly kyros remembered the tracking becon. Kyros pulled a small diask from his pocket and soon found the at-pt just were it had been before but he got there just in time to see Zorin heading back to the at-pt holding his thigh in one hand and his gun in the other. Kyros took as best aim as he could with his rifle and shot zorins hun from his hands. Zorin jumped a little but then looked up to see kyros.)

Look Zorin i dont apritiate losing things that i own! Give me what is mine and i will be out of your hair! What could a man like you even want with my slave girl anyways you could buy one just as good if you are willing to make a trip outta this system!

(Kyros held his rifle level at zorin and waited for a answer......hopeing that the smoke screen would hold for just a little longer.)

[Khasha DarNei]

Khasha narrowed her eyes slightly at Admiral Zorrin as he told her to wait here. 'Yeah right!' She thought to herself. Khasha had looked away when he started to mention a proposition she may find very interesting and waited for him to check on what was going on outside. 'The cat is gone, time for the mouse to play'... she had muttered under her breath. Working faster, she nearly had the lock on the second cuff snapped off when one of the Admiral's troopers had entered the quarters, jabbering on and on about some nutcase outside. He paused when he had heard the soft, yet audible snap of the lock, then the clang as they hit the floor. 'Good timing on that one, Khasha!' she berated herself.

"Ah, they were too tight, and ...um, they were hurting my wrists."

The trooper was obviously very surprised that a stripper, being claimed as a slave, had the skills to slip out of the cuffs the way she had. He lowered his blaster rifle, keeping the muzzled aimed straight at her heart as he ordered her to put her hands up. When the stormtrooper started to call for back up, he received nothing but static. He removed his hand from the trigger of his rifle and tapped the side of his helmet and that is when Khasha made her move. With a quickly executed snap kick straight up under the trooper's chin, he fell back, hitting the ground stunned. Khasha leaped over his fallen form, kicking at his chin once again as she was over him. The stormtrooper, unfortunately, had snapped his rifle up and across, tripping Khasha in midair, throwing her off balance. Upon landing, she rolled forward and off to the side, slamming into one of the consoles.

"Argh!"

She yelled out as her side hit the console, a few protruding dials jabbing right into her ribs. The stormtrooper was immediately upon her with his rifle now aimed directly at her head. Stepping on her wrist and applying enough force to make her yell out, he summoned the Admiral immediately as well as a few other stormtroopers.