Galactic City

[Gert Yonsz-Kenobi]

Galactic City is the name of the planet-wide city of Coruscant. During the Galactic Republic, it was also known as Republic City or the City of Spires. Galactic City was also called Imperial City under the Galactic Empire and New Republic City under the New Republic with the city remaining the same much in structure and style as millennia earlier. Although technically applying to all of Coruscant, in common usage its name seems to have referred to the Senate, Temple and Ambassadorial Districts—the areas of the planet which housed the Senate Building, the Jedi Temple, the Republic Executive Building, the Presidential Palace, and other main organs of the Republic government.

[Gert Yonsz-Kenobi]

Gert leaves Rising Star's main office and heads for her hotel. There she showers, changes into common soft brown travel slacks and a warm fuzzy blue v-neck pullover that hugs her curves. She grabs her toiletries and heads out to the space port where the 'Crazy Horse is birthed.

[Sacrifice]

Sac flies around in a sporty speeder dodging in and out of traffic lanes. He was now curious as too who that lady was who attacked him. She must have been trained in the force*

[Sacrifice]

*Sac pilots the speeder to the space port then gets in his own ship. Once he has clearance from the tower Sac pilots his ship to space*

[Borris Krieg]

Krieg wakes up first early in the morning. He takes a look at his clock and sees it was 7 AM in the morning. He crawls out of the bed whit a huge headache.
" Man I had to drink the planet's water installation last night. Man my head hurts!"
He wanders around the ship to find Joker still sleeping. He changed into his clothes, drinks a hot morning choco, then searchis for his datapad. As soon as he get's it, he notices a message:
" TIP: Check out the Rising Sun headquarters. And sorry I couldn't make it last night. My mom asked me for help."

"Well then Darith, I got nothing to do, so I should probably check it out... Wonder where it is...? Ohh well, no use wondering about it now..."

Krieg get's writes a note to Joker, then exits the ship.

[Takeda]

As he approaches the landing docks where his ship and his unannounced "guests" are at, he ducks into a side passage and works his way down to see if he can get a better idea of what he is walking into... There have been too many unusual occurrences of late, and he was not happy with Dweezels words earlier.

Takeda pulls his com and messages Dweezel, the trasshcan's reply is to the point.

"Seven of them, obviously armed... nope this is not a routine shipment... Blast."

Spending a few more moments searching for a back entrance tot he hanger and finding none, he considers pulling his comlink and calling a new friend, and decides against it.

Muttering to himself
"Wish I wore the full armor."

He pauses and lowers his hood takes a deep breath to relax the stress in his face and enters the hanger his arms in front of them and his palms facing outwards and slightly outstretched, he almost stumbles over the first words of his bad accent, but manages to just sound more inept quite convincingly.

"Welcomes! Kept you waiting, quite ashamed."

The thugs perk up and go from bored lackey to vigilant intimidator in a not so smooth transition, they might as well have had to use a compressor to inflate themselves. Takeda takes this as a break in the bad day streak. The "leader", a slovenly looking human of some sort also turns and walks directly between Takeda and his ship, the thugs a little slow on the uptake still take a moment figuring out they need to get in position, however one of the group got the message and moved nearly in time with boss-man. This fixes him in the periphery of Takeda's attention.


"I do not like to be kept waiting, especially when these are our things, you overgrown blue Trandoshian."

His palms still open he bows fairly deeply to the boss-man.
"Most sorry, most sorry, had to file and pay port-fees, ate first, stuck in office came soon as knew."

"Doesn't matter, I do not like being kept waiting I am in a rush, lets get on with this and get this cargo offloaded. Where is the workcrew?"

"Work crew? Did not get workcrew, not in contract to have, you are workcrew, yes?"
As they are conversing he moves around awkwardly and maintains a crouched and "humble" posture. His humble ways tactic allows him to sidestep the boss (who feeling superior remains rooted in place like the "big man" he is) and is now up agaisnt the hull of his ship. "Come, come, get cargo doors open, you see your shipment is good first."

"Hummph! Fine, if everything is intact we will figure out who's paying for what."

The whole party follow him around to the back of the ship, as he unlocks the cargo door and with heavy apologies for the slowness of the mechanism (carefully engineered to go slow unless you hit the hidden speed button that will raise or lower the ramp quite rapidly), he recovers the two short durasteel rods that are handy to be used as rollers for stubborn cargo skids, and as core for a devastating punch; he keeps one in his hand and slips the other into the fold of his robe. Most of the thug squad start to relax, expecting they are going to have to lug crates after all, however the one nearly glued to the hip of the boss-man does not.

They enter and inspect the cargo, of course the boss-man takes a very critical eye of the whole shipment inspecting the seals, pointing out every ding and scratch on the containers that have seen what look like 20 years of hard use already. The boss yells at one of the thugs to procure a hoverbed to haul the shipment out and pull it alongside. Takeda tries not to show his anger at what comes next...

"We will off load it ourselves, and since we are doing that, that will cancel out the delivery charge since you are not actually delivering it to our facility"

"No, no that was not term of contract... Contract did not specify delivery location, nor delivery fee, balance on shipment must be paid..." His accent slips a little "Fifteen thousand credits additional... that is the 12,000 for shipment from Nar Shadda, and the 1,500 per day bonus for early delivery... 2 days worth."

The men already in "Crap, grunt work time" mode, are not noticing the exchange, but the boss-man and his shadow are; with a little bit of concern in his voice the boss man replies.
"No, there will be no extra payment, we are taking the shipment and you will get nothing and like it you stupid lizard"

The boss's guardian snaps his pistol up to emphasize the point, about the same time as Takeda tosses the 3 pounds of durasteel rod directly at his neck. Too low to simply dodge his head, he keeps his pistol moving in an upwards arc and lets it take the brunt of the impact in a parry. Knowing this has gone fully south at this point Takeda does not bother with further niceties and closes on the bosses guardian... The boss-man himself a secondary concern, he is casually shoulder checked by the passing blue freight-train into the bulkhead.

The Bossman's guardian turns into the onrush and with a deft sidestep, recovers and avoids the tail as well. He aims the pistol as he passes and tries to squeeze one off into the lizard's head, but the gun having taken the blow earlier hang-fires, so he casts it aside and pulls a pair of combat knives and closes again on Takeda.

As Takeda spins his knife comes whistling out of it's sheath, and he pulls a wad of his cloak into his left hand, in seconds they are in tight combat with each other, the guardian deft and agile, the Kwa defiantly no slouch either but constrained by the tight quarters and the skill in which the human stays underfoot. The other goons, slow on the uptake finally figure out what is going on, two of them hightail it, and the other three pull blasters and start shooting in the two knife wielding maniacs... after all they have no care if they hit the guardian, and how could they miss something that big and blue anyhow...

The initial barrage of blaster fire into the ship provides enough chaos and confusion that Takeda can momentarily get the upper hand, and with a deft grab snags the arm of his opponent and sends him spinning into the second salvo of blaster shots. Luckily for the guardian he is quite well armored and the thugs spent their money on flashy, not powerful weapons. He drops to the side and off the edge of the ramp only taking a grazing shot. Takeda is not so lucky and catches one in his extended left arm, his light armor not sufficient to stop it entirely.

He drops behind a crate and pulls his pistol, he takes a moment to check his arm, it is still there but it will need serious attention if he makes it out of this. He composes himself and ducks his head up for a split second, confirming A. they are paying attention to him B. they are standing exactly where they started firing from... in the open no less, and C. Yup they are dumb enough to shoot at a pop-up target at least once, though he expects he can do this all-day if need be. As soon as he bottomed out he rises again, the goons having near instantly discharged their weapons at his rising head are now silent as they cycle for the next shot. Taking advantage of his "old fashioned" hand-cannon's rate of fire, with its thunderous report the quicker firing gun drops two of them were they stand; the third he could not get a bead on fast enough. He hits the deck as the single blaster round pops over his head.

He's right by the ramp, not good, he can play the waiting game. Takeda thinks to himself.

Takeda pulls a second magazine from his belt, the pain of trying to use his injured arm causing him to gasp. He gets it, and holds it in his teeth, letting his arm go limp again. He doesn't even bother to look over the box this time and fires off 3 more rounds, he can hear the survivor scurry a bit, still right by the door or just inside of it. Takeda smiles to himself and fires one more wild shot, as he does so he spits out the loaded clip so it clangs loudly on the floor and exclaims "Brix!!" He hears the scurry of footsteps towards him and simply rolls over, raises his pistol and pulls the trigger. The round catches the human under the jaw and redecorates the ceiling of the ship. The nearly headless body goes over backwards convulsing.

"Brix, I just repainted that."
Takeda holsters his pistol and retrieves his clip and returns it to his belt with his right hand.
He walks over to the Boss-man to slap him awake, only to find that he apparently caught a stray shot from one of his own goons… It never gets any better does it… He rifles through the pockets of the boss and finds the cred-stick Zanda must have given him to make the payment. He has not worked with Zanda before, but knows him by reputation as a reputable scoundrel, it is a shame his underlings are not so and were trying to cut a profit for themselves.

Calling over the ship-com
"Dweezel, order a team from the shipping docks and arrange a storage locker, then send a missive to Zanda with the address tell him he has to pick it up… and his former collection team."

Takeda kicks open an empty crate and dumps the bodies into it and shoves it off the ship. “"What a day…." After a few moments he walks down the ramp and collects the rest of the bodies and stows them similarly. He is so exhausted, there is something nagging at him but he just can’t place it, he turns and walks back up the ramp to the ship and starts the door closed when the guardian steps into view, blaster leveled and grinning.

"Stupid Lizard!"
He pulls the trigger, the bolt passing through just before the door closes and drops Takeda.

Before he blacks out he manages to pull his com and activate it.
Master (wheeze) Kenobi (wheeze) Fett... .... your the only one I know here... your my only hope now... (wheeze) .... silence.

[Grainne Fett]

Walking around with Z and Kal, Grainne here the crackle of her com and Takeda's voice. "Guys, just help me, no questions, no nothing!" Z and Kal give the oh o'sik the Jedi is coming out look to each other. Opening her self to the force, she concentrates on Takeda. Running through the city planet, she goes to the landing docks. Kal remembering what Takeda said about his ship, point it out to Grainne and Z. "I got this!" Kal hides Grainne behind a tall cargo container. Peeking out, Grainne has her saber at the ready. Kal and Z walks up to the gunman and makes short work of him. A faint whistle of come on, is hear. Z looks at Grainne as she walks out and gives one last kick to the head of the gunman.

Looking at the ship, Grainne uses the force to open the ramp. Opening her eyes, the ramp is down and she runs up. "And me not a healer! KAL Z GET UP HERE NOW!" The men run to her and see that takeda has been shot. "Boss Hottie I will get him to the Wail, and fly his ship to Yavin!" Grainne Nots and Follows Z. Kal runs to the Wail and preps the med hold and the ship for take off. Helping Z carry the large creature, they finally get him to the Med Hold. Placing him on the table, she starts scans as the med droids do what they can to help. Z heads over to Takeda's ship and takes off. "Kal, old folks home PRONTO!"

[Takeda]

*Mostly unconscious*

[dakota]

*Dakota lands her ship at the port, and does a check of everything and walks into her room and gets her cloak the green one and puts it on and walks to the back of the ship and gets off and locks up and walks through the city heading to the spire*

[dakota]

*walks the streets, not really caring where is she going*

[dakota]

*walks the streets to the port and finds her ship and unlocks it and goes inside locking the ship back up and goes to her cabin and closes the door and lays on the bed and falls asleep*

[dakota]

*wakes up and gets up and gets a shower and finishes the shower puts on jeans, shirt and a jacket and unlocks her ship and goes out and talks to the port master and she finds out she has to wait a few more days to get loaded and for some repairs, after she talks to the portmaster she walks the streets*

[dakota]

*Dakota walks the streets and comes to the port and goes to her ship and finds the portmaster waiting for her, Both the portmaster and her go and inspect the ship and Dakota approves of everything done and pays the portmaster the money she owes him. The Portmaster leaves and Dakota goes and locks the ship and goes to the cockpit, gets in it and does a preflight check and she gets clearance to leave, she then fires up the engines and heads out of orbit*

[Zanear the Edge]

It had been a few weeks since the Falleen had left, comming him goodbye. That in itself was fairly unusual, they had been a team for a few years now, and the Jawa wasn't used to being ditched. He had ways of contacting his pal, but he figured that maybe he was on a little adventure. Speaking of adventures, Jekk had been involved in a few himself, and even now he was running towards the nearest spaceport. Jawa's were often mistrusted, and abused, but Jekk had been trained in so many different things over the years, he'd become rather proficient in taking care of himself. He'd just acquired a neat piece of tech, a very advanced form of slicing equipment, that was actually a prototype that an Arkanian had brought to a trade show. Jekk had pilfered the device, and was now off and running.

Well, he'd get off of Coruscant, and meet up with Zanear. They'd find a way to make some credits off this gizmo, one way or another.