|
|
Post by Sacrifice on Jul 31, 2010 15:12:41 GMT -5
*Sacrifice takes the comlink away from Zairon* Your taking too long .... *Zairon attempts to say something in his defence* I don't care what your excuse is. I'm sure he's not the one that tried to throw me out for trying to stop treason. *Sac reminds Zairon* Anyways I know what I'm doing and I'm sure the Emperor will want to know things that i can tell him with out haveing to translate it into Empire lingo.
*Sac waits for the Emperor to pick up.*
|
|
|
|
Post by Lord Ire on Jul 31, 2010 15:19:29 GMT -5
"If this isn't a insanely hot Twi'lek stripper, I'm hanging up." MCD's voice says in irritance over the comlink. "This best be good, I was sleeping."
|
|
|
|
Post by Sacrifice on Jul 31, 2010 15:26:03 GMT -5
I'm Sacrifice Milla Former Moff under Athena's Rule. My family is being hunted down by the Black Sun. My Son Sam Milla is one of your officers and the black sun killed my wife. The Black Sun has sent 4 squads of light and heavy infantry to kill me and my son. Imperial Knight Zairon can confirm. *Zairon simply nods* We questioned the one that was alive and we found out Naboo might be under control of the Black Sun. The only reason we know about the Black Sun is because they tried to recruit me and my son. I said no multiple times and my son said no staying loyal to you.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lord Ire on Jul 31, 2010 15:39:16 GMT -5
"So you want some help... I guess that since you all are so loyal that I should give some kind of help for it." MCD' voice says and then pauses briefly. "I'll send you one ship, that should suffice. Now, I'm going to bed... leave me alone!"
|
|
|
|
Post by Sacrifice on Jul 31, 2010 15:57:30 GMT -5
Thank you milord. *Sac passes the comlink to a insanely hot Twi'lek stripper*
TTF: *to the Twi'lek. * Entertain him till he goes to sleep.
Okay Zairon lets go we got a ship to catch. All head for the space port
|
|
|
|
Post by Sacrifice on Jul 31, 2010 16:16:33 GMT -5
*Everybody gets to the space port and gets in Sam's ship. It is an old troop carrier from the days of the Jedi Purge. It had been fixed up and upgraded. the weapons are pretty much the same just with the upgrades needed to keep them current. Also a hyperdrive was installed with a small bathroom. In the back is boxes of water and MRE's for long trips. Currently the hyperdrive is due for repair*
|
|
|
|
Post by Leia Organa-Solo on Jul 31, 2010 16:35:36 GMT -5
Leia looks a little startled when Sac hands her the open com and tries to use a Jedi mind trick on her. Figuring he has no idea who she is or the disguise she is wearing is that good she plays along and speaks into the com.
"Yes?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Lord Ire on Jul 31, 2010 16:39:32 GMT -5
"Is this the hot Twi'lek I ordered? It better be!" MCD's voice says before the comlink beeps with an incoming transmission. When the comlink is switched over, Tuulk's voice speaks loud and clear.
"This is Grand Admiral Tuulk or the RGE Flagship Atrocity; we have three squadrons of starfighters coming to intercept and escort your craft to safety. Please acknowledge this transmission."
|
|
|
|
Post by Leia Organa-Solo on Jul 31, 2010 16:48:40 GMT -5
She shakes her head in amusement and grins just a little bit. Whoever she has on the other end is a live one. Hot Twi'lik indeed. She laughs just a little and is cut off before she has a chance to reply.
Staring at the unit after she's cut off she flips it over her shoulder and walks on. "Lot of cheek to ask for a hot stripper than put her down before she entertains you." she says to herself as she walks away.
Now then she thinks, as she walks through the slums, stopping to talk to the occasional woman sitting on the stoops in front of run down brownstones. No one seems to know where these girls are going or why, just that half the bars in this area can't hold on to a female employee. I'm getting closer, I can feel it.
|
|
|
|
Post by Sacrifice on Jul 31, 2010 17:15:16 GMT -5
Com: This is Royal Destruction we copy you loud and clear.
*Sac pilots the craft to the atmosphere to meet up with the fighter squadrons. Sac was glad to be leaving the planet. It appeared if he stayed another hour something else might of gone wrong.*
|
|
|
|
Post by Jade Albright on Aug 5, 2010 13:14:43 GMT -5
~She emerges from a store looking nothing like Jade. Her hair is honey blonde and her eyes are bright blue. She uses the force to mask her presence and then trips a bit on her heels. She blushes and stands. She smooths down the black nearly not there dress and looks at the way to high heels.~
I don't get paid enough for this.
~She mutters and tries to get a rhythm going in the heels.~
Hmm now where to I go?
|
|
|
|
Post by Leia Organa Solo on Aug 5, 2010 14:36:06 GMT -5
Leia decides the best way to get to the heart of the matter would be to work her way into the system. Passing the gentleman's club she'd seen earlier she detours in. Using the Force she clouds the perception of others to believe she is a much younger woman than she is in reality. Walking up to the Gammorian bouncer she takes on a timid persona.
"Um, excuse me, could I please see the manager, I'd like a job if there's any available."
The gammorian grunts something and pokes a thumb towards the door. Not understanding his words but understanding his intent she looks past him and sees a closed office door in the general direction he's pointing.
"Thank you sir. I appreciate your help." She walks into the smoke filled bar and heads for the door. No one seems to care about what she is dong so she raps on it loud enough to be heard inside.
"WHAT?!" a quarrelsome male voice shouts.
"Ahhh... I'm Pellaike, I was wondering if ou had any waitress jobs open?"
The door wooshes open in front of her and the manager looks her up and down. He sees a mid 20s twi'lik woman with light blue skin. "You know how to tend bar? Serve drinks?"
"Ah, yah, I guess so."
"Good, your hired. Go see Shquane behind the bar, she'll get you started." The door slams just as quickly with the slightly grubby large human male behind it again.
Well.. that was interesting Leia thinks. She does however turn around and look for Shquane. The woman stands lounging against the back of the bar much the way Leia had while talking to Mara the other day. She heads for the woman and smiles politely. "Um.. hi, I guess I'm you're new waitress or bartender or whatever."
"Yah, whatever is right the tall black woman says, her eyes narrowed. Wonder how long it will take them to snatch this one she thinks to herself. "You know how to tend bar?"
"I know how to make drinks. I know how to run a cash register. I think I can combine the two." In spite of herself Leia starts to like this gruff woman.
"Swell. Let me show you the ropes then kid. Didn't catch your name."
"It's Pellaike."
"Well Pellaike, staff doesn't last very long around here but you're welcome to give it your best shot." Shquane spends the rest of the afternoon going over the finer points of bar staff etiquette with Leia.
|
|
|
|
Post by Jade Albright on Aug 5, 2010 14:42:06 GMT -5
~She unknowingly walks into the same bar as Leia. The force is pulling her here. A big burly gammorian watches her as she walks by. As soon as she enters the doors big hands grab her.~
You are late you lazy girl get up on that stage and dance.
~Jade gaps at him.~
Um what?
~He put his face in hers.~
UP.THERE . AND .DANCE.
~She shrugs and looks at the stage walking to it.
A stripper stage. You have to be kidding me.
|
|
|
|
Post by Leia Organa Solo on Aug 5, 2010 14:56:41 GMT -5
Kellie swabs off another table and looks around slowly. Sooner or later her contact would show up or not. Her com had not gone off and she worried something might have happened. She only knew as much as Gabby had told her, to come to Alvorin, find work at a local bar and wait for her contact to show up or com her. Waiting was getting to her.
She watched as a young Twi'lik girl came in for a job. Burd, the owner hires her, obviously not caring that she might be inexperienced, just that she's here and looking to work. Poor kid will probably get snatched in a week she thinks as she moves to another table. A dancer shows up next. The bouncer seems to not care that it's not one of theirs and shoves her on the stage.
Kellie just shakes her head and keeps swabbing tables and listening to the customer's conversations.
|
|
|
|
Post by Jade Albright on Aug 5, 2010 15:05:27 GMT -5
~She stands there at the edge of the stage.~
Oh verse what do I do?
~She whispers and walks up the stage. She flushes red but her mask hides it.~
A Jedi acting like a stripper. I want a raise.
~She places her coat on the hanger and moves to the stage. As the low seductive music plays she almost freezes.~
I am so glad the others are not here I would never live this down.
She moves the curtain and takes a deep breath. She remember what her sister told her and moves seductively to the stage all the while trembling inside.~
Kellie looks up and nods to the poor girl on stage. She understands why the Manager mistook her, but can see the poor girl is fighting nerves. She discreetly puts a whiskey near the stage and looks back at the new Twi'lik. She seems competent in her movements, but she is a twi'lik therefor she may become a victim.
She wishes her contact would show.
|
|
(
)checking the site..realizing no one's here and leaves