Anchorhead

[pfunk92]

Fullmenr nodded. "Good my weapon doesn't fizzle out around water," he mumbled and headed out to find some blaster packs.

He found the store quickly enough and looked at the selection. "They my type, good," he nodded and reached into his pack to pull out his credit pack((I assume that is correct)). "I'll take as many of those packs as you have."

The merchant, a trando, looked up and smiled at Fullmen. "So, you all of them? That not going to be cheap."

Fullmen nodded. "I understand, just give me the packs."He handed the card to the merchant.

"Oh," he looked down at the card. "I don't think we accept these here," he smiled as he looked up to Fullmen. "Looks like you no-"

"The credits will be fine," Fullmen said, the barrel of his blaster rifle firmly planted against the trando's head. "AAren't they?"

The trando nodded slowly. "Ok," the trando handed the card back to Fullmen and stepped back to gather the blaster packs.

Fullmen shouldered his blaster. /I'm glad he didn't know that there was no ammo./

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Cla ‘Tal looked at Master Falick and rolled his eyes. “Excuse us, but we have different priorities at the moment.” He said to the master, he pulled Sarahi to him tugging her saying that they need to get out of there. Cla ‘Tal could tell Sarahi didn’t like his grip, nor the fact that a lower rank jedi was bossing her around.
So they need a transportation ship? Cla ‘Tal thought to himself. He and Sarahi had most likely not done a good job at blending in for when they were about to leave one member of the group shouted and stormed out. Cla ‘Tal did not like the anger, that came off of him in waves, either.
After blinking a few times to adjust to the outside light Cla ‘Tal looked around for the man who had stormed out. Cla ‘Tal turned around just as Sarahi came up behind him with her lips in a straight line. He hated that look it was always before she--- Sarahi interrupted his thoughts. “What exactly do you have planned Cla ‘Tal? You always get that look when you get an idea.”
Cla ‘Tal smiled broadly. “They,” Cla ‘Tal nodded towards the entrance of the bar. “Need transportation, and what do we have?”
Sarahi shook her head. “You couldn’t possibly be thinking that we---no! Absolutely not!”

Cla’tal spotted the soldier and ran after him ignoring Sarahi. To his utter disappointment he wasn’t able to get to him in time, and Cla ‘Tal lost sight of him. Sarahi came up behind him fuming, he was about to get an earful.

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Sarahi didn’t know whether or not to be angry, disappointed, or …well proud. When Cla ‘Tal saw her his smile had turned into a frown. Sarahi couldn’t help blame herself for that frown so she simply shrugged her shoulders and said. ”Oh well, maybe we could catch the others from that group at the bar.”

Cla ‘Tal’s mouth dropped a bit. “You---you mean that you’ll let them use our---“

“First off, it isn’t our ship. It belongs to council, and secondly, we are just borrowing it.” She smiled a bit. “Meanwhile when they are aboard you can poke around and see if you can find any clues to the murder of---“ Sarahi bit her lip.

Cla ‘Tal held up his hand. “I get it. You don’t need to say anything.” He turned and started walking back towards the bar. “You coming?” he asked. Sarahi nodded and followed him.

((Whoa I came back in like two minutes and there were like tne posts. -.-))

[crossfire777]

(To Falik)
"I'm sure they will human."

[steven]

Trent pulled out his blasters, checked them, and sighed. I guess I better introduce myself. He walked over to Jarx.

"Hey, I'm Trent Springfield, owner of Springfield Enterprises? You were the one who sent for me, right?"
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Well, I guess I better get to know the people I'm going to be with for awhile Sandra muttered under her breath. She walked over to Falik.

"Hey, so, who are you? Any idea whats going on?"

[crossfire777]

Mic looked up. "Well if it isn't Trent Springfield. What are you doing here?"

[steven]

Well, I'm here do to a call from Jarzx...the Mandalorian? And you are?

[crossfire777]

"Mic. Mic Sobb." Mic put out his hand.

[Robbie]

(I want to have everyone post before action starts in the cantina. Yes, that is a clue. haha.)

Jarx saw the man who was trying to catch up to him, the same young man who was in the cantina. Jarx ingnored the thought that came across his mind and entered a shop. It reek of a foul smell, but he could not place it. He saw a quarren in the corner, his hands togther. THe quarren saw him, and two Rodians came out of the shadows, with drawn blasters.

"I know of your purpose here Jarx, Rath informed me by holo transmission. I do have a ship, but it will not be cheep."

Jarx had his hand ready to pull his pistol, he hated dealing with the exchange, but you gotta do what you gotta do. "Yes I need a ship. What are you offering, Quarren?"

"My name is Shi'leck. ANd I have a ship, by the name of the Twilight Ghost."

"Nice name, but I am not looking for goot names."

THe Quarren stood up, his pink tendrils wiggling, "DO not worry about the name. It is a fairly slow ship, but it has enough fire power and armor to clean a small division of Sith Interceptors without taking a hit, and also doubles as a cargo ship. It has a heavy turret on top, one on the bottom, two on each side, one in the back, and two turbo lazers in the front. It can hold up to twenty people, and have enough supplies to last them a year if trapped in space. It is heavly armored, and has small shield emitters. It can also hold a fighter, such as yours, on the bottom. It carries a jamming signal of its own. The draw backs is that it is slow, it always has a small faint signal, unless if all of its devices are off, so it is not good at sneeking. Does this fi your preference, Mandalorian?"

Jarx nodded, "But how much will it cost?"

"2 million credits."

Jarx licked his lips, "I do not have that much on me."

The quarren smiled, "I know. But your jedi friends do, and the bounty on them would be profitible, but I make more money off of this purchase then the bounty."

"So your saying, I purchase it, or the jedi die." The quarren bowed his head a little in acknnowledge meant, "You are correct. So go back to your jedi friends, then meet me at the docking port, and we will discuss bussiness."

The Rodians each took Jarx by each of his arms and led him out the door, were Jarx made his way back to the cantina. It was a trap, and he knew it.

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Falik looked at the man, "I beg your pardon, but you must have a screw loose in your head. I am Twi'leck, not human."

He turned his head towards the woman, "I take it your name is Sandra." He handed her and each of the people present a holobook, "I already explained myself once, I will not again. That is the mission, I am now going to get myself a drink." He stood up and went for the conter, were he ordered water.

Jarx entered the cantina again, and Trent introduced himself, "It is nice to meet you Trent." He motioned towards the holobook in Trent's hands, "That is the mission, I would read it, we should be off in an hour."

He kept his eye to the group in the corner, they were deffinetly apart of the exchange. He headed towards Falik, and talked amongst thereselves, and exchanged words.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

It wasn’t hard to find the cantina again, but Sarahi didn’t like the thought of going back in after they had only just left a few minutes ago. She grabbed onto Cla ‘Tal before he walked in. “Wait,” she whispered. “Don’t go in. After all I did not like some of those---“Sarahi bit back her words. “Why don’t we just wait for them to come out and then ask them if they would like to join us?”

Cla ‘Tal tapped his foot. “And this is coming from a master who could wait for hours on end and not get bored.” Sarahi glared it him until he cracked. He held up his hands in defense. “Ok, ok we will wait outside.”

Sarahi smiled and sat down leaning against the wall…waiting.

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Cla ‘Tal paced back and forth. He hated waiting, but… his heart sighed within, he’d really do anything for Sarahi.

[pfunk92]

Fullmen walked passed Cla 'Tal and Sarahi, his pack bursting at the seems with new blaster packs. "Look out," he muttered as he barreled past the back into the cantina.

He sat down at one of the open tables and nodded. "Alright, I'm ready."

[crossfire777]

"And who might you be?"

[steven]

Well, that Twilek was rather rude...Sandra was not exactly pleased. She took a look behind her, and saw Trent coming up.

"Hey, Trent, its odd seeing you here, you know, having to run a huge company and all."

"yeah, luckily I got a good person running it in my absense. Say, didnt we do a job together back a while ago?"

"yeah, we did."

"Hmm...you know what we are doing?"

"Yeah, got a holo book. I dont like this though, too strange. The jedi dont call this many people together for a job."

"yeah, your right..." Well, nice to see you again Sandra. Trent shook her hand, and walked off to talk to Sarahi Qui.

[pfunk92]

Fullmen pointed to himself. "Are you talking to me?"

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Sarahi felt movement within the force. She stood up and waited for someone to come out. Cla 'Tal stopped pacing and he looked at her with a questioning look.
Sarahi smiled when a female jedi walked out of the cantina. "Can I help you?" Sarahi waited for a reply.

[steven]

Trent stood patiently behind Sahri Qui as she talked to someone else. Suddenly his comlink beeped.

"yes, this is Trent."

"Hey, this is Joe."

"Hey, you better not be asking for another favor pal."

"Well, you're going to be thanking me for this later. I just got some information from a source that there may be a t-- the transmission was abruptly cut off. the sounds of laser fire were intenese, and then there was an explosion that cut off the link entirely.

"Joe. Bantha fodder. Heck, what now?" Trent smacked his comlink, and pulled out his pistols as habit. He tapped Sahri Qui on the shoulder politely, not wanting to stand around any longer than he had to