7 ABY/Coruscant/ Kiba Home/ 1200 hours

Ryan sat on the sofa, arms folded behind his head. His little brother, Kyle, 4, sat on the ground playing with his toys; he made the engines sounds to accompany the ships.

Smells from the kitchen made there way to the living quarters, Ah,Roba Steak. Getting up from his comfortable position on the sofa. Dragging his half dead body to the kitchen until he could take a seat at the table. "Something smells good."

She smiled, "Yes, it does." She looked up for a split second to make sure he wasn't sneaking of with any of the appetizers, then looked back so she wouldn't burn the steak, " You better get ready, I have invited some guests." She grinned.

"Guests?" He gave her a puzzled look, just to make sure she hadn't actually lost it. " I didn't think you ever invited guests."

"Well, there are some 'special' people coming over." She wouldn't say any more than that, Ryan knew she was up to something, but the question was what.

"Alright I will get ready..." Ryan got up from his chair, swiping a appetizer of the platter his mom had set out, then ran up to his room before his mom could catch him.

"Ryan..." She smiled.

Ryan's room

Ah, my room, looks like my mom has kept it clean. Ryan headed towards his dresser. He opened it up to find a nice white shirt to throw on. don't think my mom will care about my pants. He took his shirt off, replacing it with the nice white one, he threw a orange and blue coat over it, then headed out to the kitchen. Wonder where mom put my black vest? The orange vest really didn't work, but it was all he had.

Kiba kitchen

"Wow, don't you look nice." He looked up to see his mom standing there with his black vest in her hands."Next time though, try to atleast get something that matches." The grin on his face showed he was embarassed, a rare site for him.

"The guests will be here any mi..." She was stopped mid-sentence, the sound of the intercom came on.

"Were here, could you let us in." Ms.Kiba headed over to the door, she turned the camera on, being very careful not to let Ryan see it; once she made sure it was them, she opened the door to let them in. psssh was the only sound made as the door opened.

Ryan waited anxiously to see why his mom was keeping the guests identity a secret. Three people made their way in, he knew them as friends of his dad, which made sense since tommorrow would be the anniversary of his death. Then she walked in.

Her black hair flowed down her shoulders, her eyes sparkled as she entered the room. Ryan was breathless, it was her all right, he hadn't seen her in so long; He couldn't believe how beautiful she had become. holy... it can't be. This was what his mom was keeping from him.

He walked up to her as she stood looking around the building, the dress she wore was gleaming, regardless of how dark it was in the room. "Wow, your beautiful, care to join us?" She snapped back to reality, she looked up; even though she had grown she was still shorter than him.

"Long time no see Ryan." She talked in the same tone as if they were kids, playing together.

"Same." He escorted her to the table, pulled our a chair, once she sat he took his seat next to her.

"So did you get re-acquainted." Ryan's mom asked, setting the steaks down in front of them.

"Yes," They said in unison

"Good now let's eat."

Time went by as they sat and talked. Ryan couldn't believe how much he had missed since he had been gone.

1400 hours

"It was nice seeing you again." Rachel smiled.

"Yea, same." He paused, he was tempted to ask her on a date sometime, but it was so sudden, he had just gotten back. He took the chance anyway. "So, you wanna get a bit to eat sometime?"

Rachel was surprised, he knew she was also some what stunned, maybe he should have waited, "Sure, I would like that."

Once they had all said their goodbyes they finally left.

Ryan would you care to help me with cleaning up." He was hoping his mom wouldn't ask him that, he hoped anything could save him right now.

Then as if by a miracle his comlink started to vibrate. "Sorry, mom someone is trying to get ahold of me." He grabbed the comlink off his belt and hurried to his room, who knows if it was a call for him to kill or not.

He turned the comlink on, pressing a button the vibration stopped and the sound of crackling came through the comlink. "Hello?"

"Yes, is this Ryan Kiba?" A strange voice came over the receptor, Where have I heard this voice before?

"Yes, who is this." He was worried, it was either a threat or buissness.

"This is your dad's friend, Netto, I was wondering if you could do something for me."

"Sure" Ryan was starting to worry, this guy was at dinner, why didn't he talk to him there.

"I should have talked out you during dinner, but I didn't want anyone to overhear me." Ryan heard coughing in the background, then silence.

"Sir, you still there?"

"Yes, sorry." There was a dead pause, "Recently a smuggler did business for me, just a small job. He told me he would get me the money, I have called other hunters to, but none of them have come back, they may be dead or still looking for him. I want you to come to my bar, Russels, I will finish talking to you there. Get there by tonight."

The link went dead. Ryan sat his comlink on the bed. This had better not be one of those space chases, or else I am screwed.
 
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Eclipse Squad

TRP/LCPL
RK/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE [ES] [2nd Class]

" I am the best at what I do. Only what i do isn't very nice." - Wolverine


"I have wept over to many graves." -Magneto, God loves, Man kills.

(OOC - Alright, since RK said I have to tie Bright in here somehow, I'll try this.  Not only will it get her with me for the story, it gets the bounty on my head let me know if there is a problem or anything via pm...)


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About Three weeks before Kiba is contacted
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Riqimo was hunched over a computer terminal, glancing over his shoulder every few minutes to make sure that no one was around.

"Enter administrative password" Riqimo's hands quickly flew across the keypad and random characters flashed on the screen.

"Unauthorz.. Password accepted, enter command sequence" Taking another glance around, Riqimo pulled a small antennae device and plugged it into the access port, he then typed, "Transmit camera feeds 12a through 38d on frequency 45256 through port 3. Still frame all security camera feeds through all ports, with exception of port 3." The screen blinked momentarily and then displayed a successful connection to Riqimo's ship.

Riq pulled out his comlink and whispered, "Bright, you should have the camera access now."

"Got them, Riqqy, you are all clear right now," Brightstar's voice came back softly in reply.

"Riqimo out."

Keying in one more command to upload passwords and a map of the area to his datapad, Riqimo then unplugged his datapad and taped the antennae high up so it would be harder to notice. Slinging his pack over his shoulder, he moved silently over to the ventilation shaft from which he had come. Riq pulled himself up and crawled down the tight corridors until he had reached where he wanted to get out.

"Bright, hallway seventeen, is it clear?"

"No, wait a bit. The guards will move out soon."

"Okay, thanks," Riqimo replied as he settled down in the vent. This is crazy, I am infiltrating a Hutt base on Nar Shaddaa...

While waiting in the vent, Riqimo started to have a flashback to when he and Brightstar first met on Teyr...

.........

"What do you mean you don't have a replacement nav computer?" Riqimo screamed at the dealer, "There is one right there!"

"Ah but I am saving that one."

"Who will get it? Perhaps I can negotiate with them."

"Ah... that information is confidential, I cannot reveal my clients."

"All he is buying is a blasted nav computer, not some deathsticks," Riqimo muttered in Huttese as he left, "Stupid anti-human sentiments on this planet of Teyr..."

Turning the corner, Riq bumped into a girl and they both fell down, scattering their belogings.

"My bad miss, I should have been watching," Riqimo quickly apologized.

"Oh, no, it was my fault I wasn't watching myself."

Riqimo got down to pick up his things and then started to help the girl get her stuff, "Huh? Is this a..."

The girl quickly snatched it and cut him off, "It's nothing, just something I found." The way she said it made Riq think that she was hiding something, so he tried to be a little friendly.

"Well, sorry about that, the name's Riqimo. How about a drink at the cantina? I feel like I should make up to you for that accident."

She seemed to think a moment about it but replied, "Sorry, I really can't."

Riqimo countered with, "But I would be hurt if you didn't at least let me buy you a drink..."

To this, she gave in and responded, "Most call me Brightstar..."

The two walked to the cantina, and sat at a table, having some friendly conversation. Once Riq was sure he had her trust, he asked her about the item she had snatched away, "You from Dathomir? I just saw your fireblade and wondered." She had an amazed look on her face at this question, surprised that Riq even knew about her home planet and eventually expressed her wishes to leave Teyr.

Riqimo said that he could arrange that once he found a decent nav computer to replace the one in his ship. Brightstar then told him of a good trustworthy shop nearby that should have one...

.........

"All clear," Brightstar interrupted Riqimo's daydreaming by coming over the comlink.

Carefully, Riqimo undid the grate and then softly lowered himself down into the hallway. Looking around real quick, he found the door he was looking for and opened it slowly. He walked into the slave quarters, which was empty. Looking around he found a spare pale-blue slave uniform and changed into it.

"Bright, engage the cameras back to normal, phase three ready."

Brightstar gave confirmation that the cameras were no longer still framed, and Riqimo moved into the hallway towards the droid storage room.

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Thirty minutes later

"I am here to take a protocol droid out, Master Cirya requires it for translating," Riqimo told the administrative droid at the counter in perfect Huttese as he had practiced.

"Why was I not made aware of this?" the droid questioned Riqimo.

"It is an urgent matter that just arose, an important guest showed up unexpectedly, with gifts for Master Cirya. The droid also needs access to the treasure room." Riqimo responded.

"Ah in that case wait one minute," the droid replied and it walked into the droid maintaince shop.

Several minutes later a well worn C-3 model protocol droid came out and replied in Basic, "I am ready to serve the wishes of Master Cirya, please tell me what is required."

"This way please, I will take you where you need to go."

"Certainly."

Riqimo walked down the hallway and took the droid to a utility closet.

"Why are we here?" the droid questioned.

"Master Cirya requires that you be told your mission in absolute secrecy," Riqimo replied.

"Ah, I see, I am honored to have such an important task entrusted to me."

Riqimo rolled his eyes and plugged his datapad into the droid, "I will upload your temporary programming, if you are caught performing this your memory will be wiped clean entirely and you will most likely be scrapped."

"I will do Master Cirya's bidding as I live to serve."

Rolling his eyes again, Riqimo finished the uploading and questioned the droid, "What are you to do?"

The droid took a moment to adjust it's programming according to its new algorithms and then replied, "I am to escort you to the treasure room, give you access and then permit you to take the finest jewels to a collector that Master Cirya wishes to impress. No one in this facility is to be aware that the jewels are missing or leaving."

"Very good, let us do this for Master Cirya." Riqimo opened the door and followed the droid to the treasure room.
Fifteen minutes later

"Good day guards, please excuse me, this slave and I must access the treasure room," the droid told the Gamorrean guards, which replied with some grunts that must have been an okay, as they allowed the droid to enter the passcode to the door.

Riqimo stepped in and gasped at the amazing size of the room and the riches that it held. Quickly gaining composure, he walked in and asked the droid, "Master Cirya said that you would have knowledge of which droids she meant."

"Certainly, these over here are her most precious. They are..." Oh god, Hutt history... I can't take this... "and her mother, who died by..."

"I am sorry, but this task requires urgency, you can share the history with me later," Riqimo interrupted as he carefully put the mix of jewels in his pack.
One hour later

Riqimo and the droid were now outside of Cirya the Hutt's headquarters and moving towards Riqimo's ship, the Goden Davk.

"Where are we meeting this collector?" the droid asked yet another question, furthering Riqimo's desire to shove him off the platform.

"On her ship, she wishes for privacy."

"That is very understandable, I see... wait is this the ship?" they had stopped out side the Goden Davk.

"Yes, it is why?" Riqimo was starting to worry now.

"This is the Goden Davk, Riqimo Pershaw's ship, a male... not a female as the collector is... you tricked me, why I mus..." at this Riqimo quickly pushed the droid of the platform.

"Glad to have you gone," Riqimo muttered and went on board.

"Brightstar, we got them, Cirya's prized jewels, here take the red one, and the blue-green jewel. I'll take the other three."

"I never thought you would pull this off Riq," Brightstar shook her head in amazement, "You even covered your tracks perfectly. Except for the droid of course..."

"The odds of them finding it let alone getting it's memory core intact are very slim, don't worry. Now let's sell these to the dealers that we planned on, remember, one jewel per dealer. Meet up at Denson's Diner after you sold yours."

Brightstar nodded her head and headed off to the Rodian that would be her first dealer. Riqimo first changed out of the slave uniform and then worked his way to his three dealers...

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Two hours and thirty minutes later

Riqimo sat down at the table where Brightstar was seated

"You are late..." Brightstar joked.

"Ah, the Kubindi thought I was selling a fake, so I had to find another dealer." Riqimo explained himself, "So how did you fare?"

"Forty thousand credits, and you?"

"Just a mere seventy thousand... so we have a hundred-ten thousand, that's enough for buying out those poor slave-workers under the exchange..." Riqimo thought out loud.

"More than enough, Riqqy, that was only sixty thousand, what are we going to do with the rest?"

"They could use some to help start their lives, get off the planet you know..."

"Riqqy, what about us, shouldn't we get something out of this, even something small?"

Riqimo just smiled, "Well there is that nice illegal ion cannon that I had my eyes set on since we landed here..."

Brightstar shook her head, "I swear you like that ship more than me..."

At this Riqimo broke out into a laugh as she said exactly what he expected her to.

"... see? You even thinks it's funny..." Brightstar slouched in her chair.

"Bright, it's true I love my ship... but..." he pulled out a small necklace that contained one of the jewels, "since we had some extra funds without selling one of these, I thought I do something with it."

Brightstar's eyes lit up instantly at the jewel and kicked Riqimo under the table, "That's why you were late, why I outta..." she paused for a moment, "you are off the hook this time."

Riqimo gave one of his trademark mischievous grins and put the necklace around her neck, "Let's get these credits where they need to be, and then we get that ion cannon. We want to get off this rock pretty soon. How does a stop on Baroonda sound?"

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Several standard days later...

"Master Cirya, we think we found the droid that helped steal your jewels," a Rodian mercenary employed by Cirya carefully walked up to the Hutt.

"Really?" Cirya asked in Huttese, "Where was he?"

"It would appear that he fell into the lower levels, we had to buy his parts off of some gang, but we have him and a search through his memory core reveals it to be highly damaged and corrupted by some outside program."

"And I assume you have no idea who did this?"

"Actually we are working on this, the last entry in the memory banks is mostly unreadable, but we have been able to determine the ship of the thief to be along the lines of God N Dav, possibly the Golden Davenger, that recently left the planet just today."

Cirya thought a moment, "No you fool, the Goden Davk owned by Riqimo Pershaw, I thought something was strange when he came to see me, he studied everything that he saw."

At this time a droid came in with an electronic device in it's hands, it gave it to the Rodian and explained what it was, "This was found plugged into one of the computer terminals, it appears to be a slicing device. A search of the commands at that terminal leads us to believe it was translating camera feeds to a ship at docking bay seven in the Green Sector. A search for the ships there revealed three leaving in the past five days, the Silver Serpent, the Goden Davk, and the Haken Hoi."

Cirya turned to his human aid nearby, "Netto, I want a bounty on that ship, find the best bounty hunter here and offer him twenty five billion credits, thirty billion if he can come back with the jewels."



(OOC - I always wanted to be hunted to the ends of the galaxy on a bounty place by a Hutt )
 
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Riqimo "Doc" Pershaw
EclipseSquad


ASL/LCP Riqimo/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA
Imperial Baronet

Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to war we go, we'll find some Rebels or lose our marbles, hi ho, hi ho

Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem.

Rushecks/ Coruscant / 2400 hours.

Ryan landed the Greyshade hotrod airspeeder down infront of Rushecks. Turning the engine off in a almost fluid like manner; He did a double check to make sure the speeder couldn't be taken off with; jumping our of the seat, he headed for the door.

Been a long time since I have been in here. He remembered the first trip him and his Dad made  to the bar, it was his 16 birthday. They packed into the airspeeder that he now used and made there way to the bar. That was the first time him and his dad spent actual time together; the next day he was taken away...

The inside was different from the last time he was here, it was more dirty. The smell of deathstick and alchol drifted into his nostrils. The Rushecks he knew was now a dump; You could come in here with your family and you wouldn't have to worry about the occasional bum just walking up to you; Now oyu had to keep yourself alert or you may end up in a fight.

"Kiba, over here!" The familiar voice of Netto filled His ears, looking over at the man who was waddling his way over made Ryan laugh. "I am so glad you got here...Follow me."

Netto lead the way through the crowd of people, he started to feel uncomftorbale after a few people getting in his face about a deink, or a girl crawling all over him. They finally got to the office, once inside Ryan slammed the door behin him. Safe, finally.

"Please have a seat." Netto motioned to the seat directly in front of his desk. Ryan made his way to the chair, plopping himself in it like he owned the place. "Now, let's get down to buissness." Netto threw a folder across the desk, landing it straight in Ryan's lap. "In there is the info on Riqimo Pershaw, his latest whereabouts, family ETC."

"So, this is the guy?" Ryan flipped through the folder; "Why did you call me first, you knew I was on a visit; if you weren't a friend of my dad's I would have killed you already."

"See, I know, but this guy is wanted through the galaxy by millions, if you could kill him... you might have enough to get out of that crummy apartment. 'Sides, I heard your the best."

"I don't know about that; What's the cost?" Ryan waited for an answer. A grin came across Netto's face, it was evil, yet intimidating.

"30,000,000,000. That's only if you come back with the jewels as well."

"Jewels? You never told me anything about jewels."

"Ah, yes. The jewels were stolen from cryia, he want's Riqimo dead, and the jewels; there is one thing that was told to me, but is not positive, he may have a partner."

"Well, in that case I will have to be extra careful."

"So you will do it?"

"Yea, get the credits ready to be wired to my account." Getting up out of the chair, he threw the folder back at Netto, nearly nailing him in the gut, the made his way out the door.


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Eclipse Squad

TRP/LCPL
RK/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE [ES] [2nd Class]

" I am the best at what I do. Only what i do isn't very nice." - Wolverine


"I have wept over to many graves." -Magneto, God loves, Man kills.

O.C.C Sorry I posted twice, jsut continue ans ignore this post


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Eclipse Squad

TRP/LCPL
RK/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE [ES] [2nd Class]

" I am the best at what I do. Only what i do isn't very nice." - Wolverine


"I have wept over to many graves." -Magneto, God loves, Man kills.

Coruscant Space/Coruscant/1430 Hours

"What ever possessed you to wear an Imperial flight suit to Coruscant?" Kiba asked from the passenger seat behind Sion.

"A better question would be when the hell did Imperial Central fall to the New Republic?" countered Sion.

"I guess you must have been in hyperspace during the NR invasion."

"That has to be true considering the fact that that the Holo News I watched before leaving didn't mention anything about it."

"Good thing you didn't jump out of hyperspace when the blood bath was going on, flying through cross fire isn't considered good for your health."

Than Sion gave off a filtered snicker through his helmet.  "If I would have been here during the battle, Coruscant would still be in Imperial Control."

There was a moment of silence caused by the obvious revelation.

"So, you really are an Imperial after all?"

"Yeah, Vast Imperial Remnant to be precise.  Can tell from the lack of response that the NR has been in control for only a short bit.  I would have expected at least a flight of X-Wings on our ass by now."

"Well, a lot of the NR's attention is on the chaos a certain bio weapon is wreaking on parts of Coruscant.  What is a flight anyways?"

"A group of four fighters, there are 3 flights in a squa..."  Than was cut off by a crackling from his head phones.

"Imperial Insurgents, surrender and cut power to engines and weapon systems immediately if you wish to survive," said someone from space control.

Than Sion began to laugh hysterically.  "Not only is your fleet on the other side of the planet, which I made sure of, but I am almost out of Coruscant's gravity well.  Not even your beloved B-Wings would get here fast enough to stop our escape.  Your threats are empty.  By the way I think you got something messed up, you Rebels are the insurgents, not us."

"Why you ignorant..." the space control officer's voice was cut off by the Courier's jump to hyperspace.

"So, that Netto guy said I could make some extra credits if I flew you.  What exactly did you have in mind?" asked Sion.

"Well, I need you to fly me for a bounty hunting mission," replied Kida.

"Figured it would be something like that from the armor, I'm in."

"We might end up in a nasty space battle depending on circumstances, what does this thing have for weapons."

"Military grade laser cannons and a full payload of concussion missiles.  Plus a pilot that knows how to use them."

"Since I already can tell this thing is fast, I guess we are good to go then.  Also since you are in on this mission for sure now, let's go over the plan..."

(OCC: Important note, my character can't kill any NR forces in this mission.  This is very important to the Than Sion story line since for his first two missions he is under the impression that he is fighting the NR, only to find out later he was actually fighting the RS.) 

 
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EFL/WO1 Than Sion/Kaph 5/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE(=A=)(=*SA*=)(=TE=)[LoM][VC:B][CBV][MC:1][SWC]{VB}

[Black Hand]
SC/2LT Halos Bok/1st Element/Gulf Flight/Hunter Squadron/Ace Wing/KBcC Helsa/OFF/Navy/RDA(H)

Never under estimate the power of stupid people in large numbers, unless you have a lot of cookies to throw in opposite corners to distract them.

(OOC - Okay, RK, you said you would "find" me on this planet so let's get moving again )

In an asteroid field near Induomodo

Riqimo had just brought the ship out of hyperspace, a sensation that was rather unpleasently like being drunk.  After stabilizing the systems, he headed off to the asteroid field on his left and settled on one of the larger ones.

"Riq, you sure about this?"

"Absolutely, we meet my pal, Rasputin, we hear what he has to say, and then we leave, simple."

"And why do I feel it is more complex than that?"

Shoot, she can see right through me... "What do you mean?  All I didn't mention was a little jungle trek."

Riqimo hurried off to the cargo hold to get the new signature id for the ship before Brigh could come up with something to convience him not to go.  Personally I have no idea why I am even going to meet Rasputin.  We haven't talked for about a year and a half now.  Come to think of it, why am I even traveling with Bright?  I keep living in fear of her betraying me, just like all my close friends and family...

Finding the id card, Riqimo was able to find a distraction from his thoughts.  Gathering his tool kit, he headed for the hallway leading to the cockpit.  Removing some floor panels, he carefully lowered himself down into the inner workings of his precious ship.

About an hour later, Riqimo was finished and headed for the cockpit while cleaning his hands with a rag.  He passed Bright's quarters and heard her doing something inside, practicing something maybe, whatever

Powering up the ship he plotted a short course for Induomodo.

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Induomodo, in a jungle clearing

Stepping out of the ship, Riqimo stretched a bit, happy to be on some solid ground again.  Soon after Brightstar came out, and looked about the clearing.  The jungle had one dark path, overgrown over the years, the scenery was beautiful, as the sun was just starting to rise over the horizon.

Picking up his backpack, he turned to Bright, "Ready for a trek through the jungle?  Just watchout for anything that moves, odds are it can fatally posion just by touching you."

Bright gave him a mixed look, it was primarily one of uncertainy of why they were here, but had a hint of something else Riqimo couldn't determine, trust maybe, I never was an expert of facial expressions.

Well here I am, on one of the most dangerous worlds to take a hike on and no idea why I am here.  What am I waiting for?
 
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Riqimo "Doc" Pershaw
EclipseSquad
ASL/CPL Riqimo/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA
Imperial Baronet

(o.oc. sorry it's so short, I figred I would break up the landing from this part, it's not much, just some character development mostly. Also, last thing it's not the best but it moves the story along. alright, hope it wRyan awoke to see his helmet had been replaced on his head, he could have swore he took it off, but then again.

"Where are we?" He asked trying to situate himself back into a comfortable situation; but having no luck.

"Nar Shaada space, I am trying to get entry, so that we can be well hiden. If Pershaw dude is still on the planet, I wouldn't want it to leak out we are here." Than punched a few buttons, he looked like he was trying to send an encrypted message.

"So, how long are we going to have to wait?" Ryan was never patient, just having to sit in a chair more than one minute made him get frustrated.

"Should take about 5 minutes, if the are able to encrypt the message. That is if." Than didn't seem so sure, he was imperial, but senind messages to nuetral people wasn't hard, unless they were in the middle of making a treaty with the enemy.

"Alright, that's enough time for me to get ready." Ryan headed to the storage area, he had put his equipment here so that it wasn't under his feet the whole ride. The last thing he wanted was to accidently fire one of them off.

I hope everything is here. Ryan looked down at his duffle bag. Unloading the DC-17 Gun case he opened it, every attachment was still there. Then he rustled through the explosives he had brought, and the rations, to find his Vibro-Axe, Deadly but effective, he only used it in dire situations, that is if the person he is trying to kill has gotten rid of all his weapon and what not.

It was in two pieces so that it could fit in the pack it was made for, the pack that was attached to the armor Ryan wore. He removed the pack so that he could insert the axe to the place he had made for it. sssssssssssss could be heard in the ship as he removed the pack. Inserting the axe,. He found a small piece of paper inside.

What the?! He opened it up it was folded tight, surprisingly for a piece of paper. Once opened he was shocked it was from Rachel.
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SO when were you going to tell me about your real life? I shouldn't have gone through your closet, but when I found this I had to check it out further. I found various things on your life, things that I never knew was possible. You missions, things like that... What hurts me most is you didn't tell me... I thought.... I shouldn't be upset I know it's not easy life being a bounty hunter... I am sorry.

Rachel
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He looked closer at the piece of paper, it was wet in a couple of places, she had cried over the paper. What worried him most was would she tell his mom?
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"You ready to land Ryan?" Than yelled from the cockpit.

"Yea, get a move on, I don't want to be late for my meeting. I got some credits to collect." Ryan sat down in the seat he had just previously removed himself from, he through the duffle bag in the foot rest area and  the sound of medal filled his lisetning device, it hurt a little due to him increasing the frequency due to this mission.

He was ready for the worst, he had been trained for the worst, and this mission may be the worst.orks, let's get this story rolling again.)
 
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Eclipse Squad

TRP/LCPL
RK/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE [ES] [2nd Class] [CoR]

" I am the best at what I do. Only what I do isn't very nice." - Wolverine

"I will protect you with my life, All of you." - Kakashi Hatake

Any chance of an invite?
 
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TRP/PFC Sayah/1SQD/2 PLT/1 COM/1 RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA
[Black League]
SM/Com Sayah/Task Force 1/Eta Squad/2nd Platoon/Red Company/1st Battalion/KBcC Helsa/OFF/Army/RDA(L)

"And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night."

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7 Y.B.C / Nar Shaada VIP landing platform/ 0900 hours

Ryan Stopped, he looked down at the three guys coming towards the ship.  I hope they aren't looking for trouble, but if they are they came to the right place.  RK un buckled his belt from the landing, he never liked wearing a harness, it felt un comfortable, but it was a necessity. "You know these guys?" Ryan asked as he sood up with his helmet tucked away under his right shoulder.

"Not a clue, they are either looking for trouble... or they are looking for you." Than said as he clicked a few button on the pad in front of him. "Just hope they don't have any weapons on them."

Ryan put his helmet on and sealed it at the colar. It never fit right in his opinion, it always felt like it was heavier then it felt, but it had what he needed for Bounty missions. Grabbing his pack and attaching it to the back of his armor. He then mad esure he didn't forget anything; holstered his DC-15s and headed out the hatch.

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The two guys stood there, as if waiting for cargo or to be escorted inside. When Ryan finally showed, the men jumped but regained compsure ofter realizing who it was. "We would like you to came with us." The older man said as he gestured to the cargo lift that they had used to get here.

"Do I know you?" Ryan asked, his tone was rude, but these guys never introduced themselves.

"Yes, we are Lord Hutts "body gaurd" as you would say, he is waiting for you at his palace." The old mand headed towards the cargo lift, and the tow men lead Ryan towards it. Hmm, Lord eh? Last time I was here, the Hutt had Robot Body gaurds, and he also had a entourage, but he was never called lord. He thought about it for a second and boarded the Cargo lift. The funny thing was, they used a cargo lift... it was odd.

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The cargo lift finally stopped in what appeared to be a back alley. Ryan got in touch with Than to let him know to keep the engines warm he shouldn't be long, then he would get back to the ship and they could track down Riqimo.

"Alright, if you would please come this way." A younger man said as the older man made sure everything was turned off, and he could leave it alone. Every step Ryan took was another fright something wasn't right, and if he was sure these weren't the hutts Gaurds he would kill them with his Pistol, but all he had to go by was there words.

"Ryan you there?" thatn's voice came over the intercom, luckily the guys couldn't here him, so incase Than knew something that he didn't want the "Bodygaurds" to here.

"Right through this door." The man motioned towards the half open door, it looked dark inside, but he couldn't tell.

"Yea, I am here than." Ryan gave a wave of apprecition to the "Body Gaurds and stepped inside. "What do you need?"

"You may want to turn back... uhh... let's see The hutt is here in person with his body gaurds." Ryan stood frozen, he could have walked into a trap, and now he didn't know were he was at.

"Great, I am inside some sort of facility... They locked me in." Ryan blinked twice at a falshing red light to change the HUD, he got Night vision on to see his surrondings.

"Alright, I will try and delay these guys, you find a way back."

Ryan looked around, the door behind him wasn't an option, they ahd bolted it shut. He should have known as soon as he go on the Cargo Lift that somehting was up.  Don't Panic Ryan, you can figure something out, your probably inside some facility and there are millioins of... his thought were intereupted by a loud screeching sound. Whatever made that was big, and he didn't like big.

"Alright, I know your here." Ryan skimmed around the area, it was large enough to old a rancor pluc one... but whatever made that sound wasn't a rancor... and it sounded hungry.

Then as if someone knew what he was thinking light flashed on, he was almost blinded , but he turned his Night Vision off and looked around.

"Welcome!!! To the pit of doom."  A voice said, Ryan jerked around, but couldn't see anything. 

"Alright, Listen, if your so tough why don't you come down here and prove it?"

"What's the fun in that? I mean Riqimo does want you dead, and I can't let oyu find him so that you can kill him." The voice Chuckled, whoever it was he couldn't be much more than a prisoner that This Riqimo had hired to get the bounty hunter off his tail.

"Riqimo? He doesn't even know me? Besides, I am just following orders, and to add to that... How did oyu know who was coming for him?" Ryan paused a question that probably would go unanswered filled his mind. "And what do oyu know aobut Riqimo Pershaw?"

"I don't have to tell you anything. I am just following orders as well." Ryan could hear a faint Clunk-wump, and that same awful screech. He set his sound receptor to minimal and drew his DC-17m up just incase.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEE "Alright, I get it, you want me dead, but acn't you just shoot me?"
Ryan was scared for the first time in his life, whatever was coming for him was coming fast.

"That's to easy, but oyur armor wouldn't be penetrated, this little creature can bpenetrate armor with one blow" The man Paused "So I think I will just sit back and watch."

"Figures." The screech got louder, this was one time his armor wasn't going to scare away someone... this time he was going to have to fight.

He drooped into a crouch and rolled, behind some crates. The creature was visible now. His head looked like a nexu's head, with a green thing coming off the back. His neck was long, real long. He had the body of a amphibian, and his legs reminded him of a praying mantas, only they were sharp.

"If I make it out of this. Someone going to pay big time."  Ryan said, switching his DC-17m with the sniper attachment, and then got ready to strike.

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Eclipse Squad

TRP/CPL RK/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA/VE [ES] [2nd Class] [CoR]

"I am the best at what I do, only what I do isn't very nice" - wolverine

Any chance I can join also?
 
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TRP/LCPL Luckystar/1SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/ Tadath/VEAVE

-Paladin-
To Embrace the Darkness is to bring about the Light