View Full Version : Hanging out in a Coruscant bar.
Sabre Holst
Nov 2nd, 2002, 02:25:46 AM
Sabre was sitting at a remote table at the far side of the bar. In the dim light, Sabre's Tera-plast armor was faintly visible. The dark grey armor seemed to blend into the backround. Sabre was unaffected by the mind altering toxins in his drink and seemed to be waiting for something. Watching for something different within the room full of drunks.
Eldorack
Nov 2nd, 2002, 02:55:33 AM
Eldorack walked into the establishment, with dog right by his side. And had high hopes of having a good time. But that was wiped off of the agenda when he had noticed a man in armor, sitting by himself. The drink he held in his hand must not be that strong because he drank it fluently. Like it was a treat to a little kid. Like he could not get enough of it. He looked down to his data pad that had held all of his credit chips and said to himself "This is going to be a good night." He walked over to the bar and pulled up a stool. He ordered a beer and turned around to watch the man.
Later on in the evening...
By now the Assasin had been watching the strange man for a long time. He had watched the man order other strange things that were a choice to anybody else in the establishment. Eldorack could not tell what the man was doing. If he was looking for a fight. Or just wanting to have a good time. Eldorack finished his beer and set it down gently on the bar. He made his way past the patrons scatterd across the bar, toward the man in armor. He motioned to an empty chair across from him.
Is this seat taken?
Sabre Holst
Nov 2nd, 2002, 01:01:13 PM
"Not unless you sit there." Sabre finished his drink and set it off to the side. "I've been observing you for some time. . . You look like the kind of person to do some business with." Sabre pulls out a holo pad, but it is turned off. "Sit down and I'll tell you details, if you're interested. If this works out, the cut for you could be a few hundred thousand credits. . . "
Eldorack
Nov 2nd, 2002, 01:22:25 PM
Eldorack pulled the chair back from where it had been, and took a seat. He turned around and motioned for the barkeep ot bring him another drink. The assasin looked the man straight in the eye. He did not look like a person trying to play a joke of the sort. He looked dead serious. And Eldoack knew it. He looked at the holo pad, as it lay dead on the table. Like a body, wating to be taken away. He observed the ornate carvings on the outside of the object and took it into great interest on what the deal was that the strange man had planned. If, it was what he said it was. This man could prove usefull after all.
What type of deal...
As the barkeep brought the Mercenary his drink, Eldorack took a long drink and then set it back atop the table.
Sabre Holst
Nov 2nd, 2002, 05:02:32 PM
Sabre turns on the holo pad. A small image of a Tie Bomber apears. The tie seems to be different, as of the wings are curved outwards. In the second weapons pod of the bomber, there is no concussion missle launchers, except one large turbo laser. The concussion missle launcher is located on a repeating cylinder below.
"We are going to steal this proto-type," Sabre says with a smirk. "There is a group of outcast scientists from Sienar Fleet Systems. They have been designing new ships for the diminishing Empire. This tie has not yet been showed to any Imperial Warlords yet, and I don't think they will get the chance to." Sabre pauses to take a drink and continues. "There are some greedy personal from 'Mandal Motors', the same Mandalorian company which produces the Pursuer Enforcement Ships that wish to have the design. They are willing to pay top price, and i'm willing to do some dirty work to get it."
Saber pulls out a different holo pad and places it on the table. The pad shows two strange 3 km long Star Destroyers escorting a heavily armed scientific vessle.
"See this, " Sabre says passing the holo pad over to Eldorack. "These ships are currently hiding in the Vegresso Astroids. This is where we are going. If you're in." Sabre looks Eldorack in the eyes and waits for his reply.
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