Keldabe

[Isko Gratua]

*Her eyes never leave his face* Yes Sir. *Giving him a mock salute she grabs her kit and walks towards the door. Turning slowly she looks at him again* You coming or what??? *Pushing open the door, knowing he will never follow her, she leaves the bar and looks at her ship one last time*

*Wandering the street she comes to a junk dealer. Walking in he looks at her and smiles* Vod'ika something I can help you with?
*Nodding she points to her ship* I need to sell it.
*He steps out to view her ship* Not worth much but allow me to make you an offer of say......*the Mando looks at the ship and smiles slightly* 50,00 credits.
*Shaking her head* I'll take it. *He hands her the cred stick and she hands him the paperwork for it* It is all cleaned out.

*Taking her kit and putting the cred stick away, she heads for the food shop and stocks up. Paying for their things with her own cred stick. Heading out she goes to the armory and gets a few weapons. Another Ripper, EE3, Verp and other miscellaneous things. Packing everything into a few bags, she heads out to find Sardac again*

[Sardac Ordo]

*Shaking his head realizing that this is already starting off nasty he finishes his drink and orders another. Finishing it slowly he grabs his buyce and placing it back on his head he grabs the data pad with the bounties on it and heads out side to wait for his new charge. Mumbling about how he is going to haunt Ja're for the rest of his sad life if his daughter gets him killed. Some what amazed at how she has grown he blocks that from his head. Scanning the channels for intel on the targets on the data pad he calculates the risk to pay out factor as he always does. Growing slightly impatient waiting he opens a com on the link code that Ja're sent him.*

If your buir gave me the wrong coms link code, I am going to make a point to remind him of Sardac rule 13. When you are done taking your time meet me at the docks. You need to find a black Ye-4 Gunship named Je'karta A'den.

[Isko Gratua]

*Hearing the com go off she feels her teeth go on edge again* No they are the right ones, if you can't tell. *Heading through the town she grumbles to her self*

*Rolling her eyes she heads towards the docking bays and looks for the ship. Dragging the heavy bags, she finds the ship and tosses one of the bags to Sardac* Here is the food. *Adjusting everything else she has in her hands, she looks at him and tries to get the hair out of her face* I am going to kill buir! *Are the only words that go through her mind*

[Sardac Ordo]

*Laughing as he catches the bag and tosses it harshly back to her.*

Load them onto the ship and then study this data pad. I want risk asesments on each bounty when I get back. I am going to take care of something personal. You can store your personal gear in the locker and room that responds to your coms. I took the liberty to assign you a room instead of you getting to pick your own. Incase you have a hard time finding it, it is the one right next to the ones marks holding cells.

*Walking past her he shoves the data pad into her over stuffed arms, and walks back into the crowd of the city.*

[Isko Gratua]

*Juggling the bags she takes the one thrown to her. Having the data pad shoved into her hands was the last straw. Marching up the ramp of the ship she drops the bags and throws her personal gear near her quarters. Biting her tongue to the verge of blood spewing forth from her mouth, she puts all the things away in their proper spots and picks up the pad and reads over the bounties looking for worse case scenarios.

Grabbing her bags, she opens the door to her quarters, her eyes never leave the data pad. Sitting on the bed, her shebs hit something. Aggravated, she stands up, and notices a Verp slug on a chain. Head hung low she closes her eyes and exhales remembering that day ten years ago*

[Sardac Ordo]

*Watching quietly from a distance as she storms into the ship he sighs. Ther dala he once looked at as a little sister is now a grown woman. Growling at his luck of haveing to deal with a tag along and finding his fathers' killer, he turns and walks on to the armory shop to see if the weapons he ordered upon arrival were ready. The shop keeper looks up when he enters and nods towards the back. Taking the hint he walks to the back of the store and waits only a few minutes before the shop owner joins him with a large bundle in his arms.*

You know how hard it was to find these so I am going to refund some of the advance you gave me. *Unrolling part of the budle to reveal a Verp Sniper Rifle, a E-11s Sniper Rifle, and DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle. Handing the bundle to Sardac the shop owner walk into the back room and comes back with a large case, handing to Sardac as well.* Your DC-17m IWS is in the case along with your refund. Not going to ask what all the hell you are up to this time beroya but keep your stinking bald head down for once.

*As Sardac walk to the front of the store the owner calls out to him.* If that is to keep your new partner in line I have a good deal on whips. *Chuckling at the comment he returns to the docks and his ship. Storing his new guns in his locker he barges right into Isko's room not even bother to knock.*

Alright so who would you say has the best payout for the possible risk involved.

[Isko Gratua]

*Hearing him barge into her quarters, she never looks at him, only to the data pad* Subtle you are not Ordo. Jetii, would be the best possible hunt right now. *Looking up her right hand holds the chain and the left has the pad*

When where going to remind me about this? *The chain with the slug on it swings from her right index finger, her face shows no emotion*

[Sardac Ordo]

*Not even aknowledging her question he heads to the cockpit and starts prep for take off. Sitting his the pilots chair he sighs to his self over the fact that he is going to have to deal with the one person that could ever get him to lower his guard since his fathers murder.*

[Isko Gratua]

*Watching head to the cock pit, she drops the chain, and follows him studying the data pad. Sitting in the co pilots seat she puts on the safety harness*

Well lets go. *She mumbles as she keeps looking at the data pad. Remembering that day, she never allows him to know she is even entertaining the memory*

[Sardac Ordo]

*Opening the Coms he contacts dock control.*

This is the Je'karta A'den requesting permission to leave course set to Nar Shadaa.

Control: Permision granted Je'karta A'den.

*Shutting the coms off he lifts off and sets the course to exit orbit and then to Nar Shadaa*

[Isko Gratua]

*Looking at him out of the corner of her eye, she shakes her head, bites the inside of her lower lip, and studies the data pad*

[ailyn]

Eying the two that seemed to be squabbling, Ailyn raised her eyebrows in amusement. She had to keep her ale at her mouth to hide the grin that tried to grow. As she sipped it slowly, she pushed off the bar and began to walk around the room boredly.

Her feet eventually carry her to the table in the back where a group of men sat. Tilting her head in curiosity, she looked at one who's armor seemed so familiar to her. She couldn't place it, at least not at the moment, but no matter. Ailyn lifted her free hand and pulls her long black hair over her shoulder, then smiled at the group, her icy blue eyes twinkling in the dim lighting of the bar. "Su'cuy."

She nodded once, then sipped at her ale as she walked back towards the bar.

[Grainne Fett]

"All troops on high alert! REPEAT HIGH ALERT! Markon Starkiller is in Kamino Orbit. All alert!" The commanders smile and get their troops out to the cities, planet wide. Orbit is locked down.