"What was that about?" asked Zafo as Evani sighed when she walked out of Rizzit's office. He stood with his arms crossed over his torso, leaning against the wall. He had a quirked eyebrow, his curiosity spiked by the unpromising look on her face.

She changed her callsign a few days ago, discarding her old name Hellra. The squad is still not used to it though and constantly calls her by her previous name.

"Nother mission," she mumbled. Zafo groaned, he ruffled his light brown hair with his one hand while still leaning against the wall. Evani noticed the bandage tied around his hand. One of the many injuries the Dragoons obtained on Pzob.

She stared through the window that gazed outside, the sun barely managed to touch the ground through the heavy formations of clouds gathering for a storm.

"And what did he say about Pzob?"
Evani sighed again,
"That... she snorted,
"We're going back it seems, he wasn't happy, not really. The new mission doesn't seem that much of a blast either."
"How come?" asked Zafo, Evani forced her self to meet with his mismatched eyes, still a bit intimidated by the strange defect that resided in them.

"Get the guys in briefing room 13 while I'll load the planetary objectives and crap, I don't feel like repeating it twice" Zafo gave a curt nod as he spun on his heel and strode off to get the Dragoons.

Evani pinched the bridge of her nose in worry; they have been recuperating ever since they got back to Tadath. Garet was finally kicked from the medical bay, spending half the time he was there in bacta tanks. Dinin on the other hand was in a coma, the little knock to his head were more then his skull could take.

Evani shook her head as she released a sigh that let out a little of her pent up frustration and started trudging in the direction of the briefing rooms.

"Lets get started, take your seats people" Evani ordered as she took a seat her self at the circular table made of plastasteel. The economic build of the room with its precise decorations of vases and art pieces matching every other briefing room in the Army gave off an inhospitable vibe. The characterless room were further enhanced with durasteel chairs and filing cabinets lined against the wall.

Evani waited for everyone to get comfortable, not that the chairs provided much though. The screeching chairs scraping on the tiled floor irritated her making her snappier then she already was.

"This place needs a bit of colour, not the grey which they use. A woman's touch" muttered Garet.
"I'm glad you think so Garet, I do agree," replied Evani dryly with arched eyebrows.

Without warning the room's lights dimmed out, leaving them in soft darkness. A blue light erupted from center of the table as Evani activated the holo projector. A blue image flickered illuminating their faces with a cobalt hue as well as throwing shadows behind them.

"This is Utapau," said Evani when the planet flickered in a clear sight. Silence stretched for a few seconds as everyone merely gazed at the planet with its oceans of green lands, barren lands covered the planet's surface as well. Squall raised his head lazily from its resting position on his arm.


'Well, that's the name, what else can you tell us?" he asked, his eyes dropping down before it sprung back. Evani stifled a snicker at Squall's deadbeat face. She stole a quick glance around her, Gio seemed just as tired, and irritated as well.
Oh dear, looks like they were at the cantina yesterday she thought to her self. Evani shook her head with an amused grin. The Dragoons definitely made up what the briefing room missed. Their humour and jokes always made her beam inside no matter what. Lightening whatever situation thrown at them. Before she could answer Squall a bell chimed, signalling someone's presence at the door.


"Dammit, I thought I made it clear when I said no one should disturb us" muttered Evani angrily as she stomped her way to door, the pleasant feelings that was building up inside her gone.

She slammed her fist down on the door's activation pad, the door slid open with a pressurized hiss, the lights switched back on automatically blinding her for a moment. Before the door was properly open Evani squeezed her way through the widening gap to see who the disturbance is. A young female stared down at her with a nervous stare in her eyes.

"What the hell do you want?" she asked rudely not intimidated by the little height the woman held over her.
"Private First Class Catlin reporting for duty" replied the recruit as she snapped her heels together in a crisp salute. Her red highlights bounced with the salute as her hand flew up.
"Great time the academy chose to send one. Come on in, my apologies for the rude greeting" muttered Evani as she stepped out of the doorway and invited the new Dragoon in.

"We have a new Dragoon joining us today guys," said Evani as she turned to the squad

"Take a seat, I'm doing a mission briefing, you're just in time" ordered Evani as the recruit handed a holopad. Making sure Catlin was settled Evani took her own seat. A few minutes of tongue-tied silence passed as Evani's eyes skimmed over the pad regarding the new recruit.

"I know everything stand on this pad, but tell us a bit more yourself" said Evani at last; she stretched back into her seat as she yawned before redirecting her stare at the recruit. The woman looked at her nervously before she stood up. Evani narrowed her eyes; hopefully it would break the ice. She didn't need awkwardness between the greenie and her fellow old timer Dragoons.

Evani arched her eyebrows with an amused smirk as she noticed the woman's crinkle free uniform. Typical of recruits to wear their uniforms tip-top shape. But after a going on a few missions, hanging out with the squad, the uptight manner disappeared.

The recruit's voice cracked slightly,
"Hi, I'm Private First Class Catlin, I just passed at the academy under General Cosmic."
The Dragoons greeted her back with an enthusiastic wave and chatter. The human males around the table greeting exceptionally friendly, their white teeth shining as they beamed, Catlin gave a nervous smile at the attention she got from them. Evani, Sam and Jenna just rolled their eyes.

"Okay guys, back to the mission, I'm sure you are all glad Catlin joined us, but please. The focus is on the mission, not her," ordered Evani grinning. The boys directed their attention to Evani reluctantly while Catlin took her seat again. Squall and Gio's drowsy manners made their appearance.

For a second time that day Evani dimmed lights out, and the holo of the Utapau flickered back.

"Utapau consists of large sinkhole, stretching a few miles up and down, cities are build in these sinkholes, cities that stretches out into large caverns and caves. Take in mind that the species living underground, and the species living outside differs, the guys living downstairs is called the Utai. And the guys living upstairs on the surface of the planet is the Pau'an"

"A few months ago we noticed an large increase in activity in the underground cities. We didn't think much of it, but sent someone to find out why in anyway. The guy never returned. The last report he sent was that rumours were silently whisperings about Noghri in the lower levels of the planet. Also the security here&"

Evani paused as she zoomed in on the planet, past the moons orbiting around it, past the clouds till they could see the barren lands. Evani kept zooming till they spotted a large sinkhole; the circular sinkhole was a massive city that stretched down into darkness.

"About here, the security here is much higher then the rest of the planet. Someone is trying to hide something, something big... two more were sent. Neither returned. We don't now what happened, one day the second spy stopped corresponding with us, we sent in the third. He was shot at the spaceport on one of the moons. That means not only are we unwanted, but also it means whoever is running this has connections everywhere. Even on the moons."

Catlin shifted uncomfortable, while the rest of the Dragoons also looked around with unease. Gio and Squall lost their appetite for sleep when Evani mentioned the Noghri. They are warriors not to be fooled around with. When they went to Pzob death weren't looking for them on purpose, it merely found them,. Utapau is something else unfortunately.

"Our mission is to find out exactly what's going on, what happened with the men. What could be so important that Noghri are there if the rumours are true. If it's possible we must bring whatever it is back here. Any questions?"

Evani paused at last, and waited expectantly for any questions that may be asked. Garet raised his hand slowly,
"What happens next? If those guys couldn't slip pass, how can a squad?" Evani beamed at the question.

"That brings me to my next point, only Rizzit, and the Dragoons knows about this, info has been leaking somewhere. Going in as merchants and that kind of thing is too predictable, we are going in as slave traders. You guys can figure out among yourselves who are the slaves and who are the traders. We are leaving in a few hours. It will take us about two days to reach Utapau. By then you should all have that scruffy look, badly kept hair, and etc."

Garet raised his hand again as Evani stopped to take a sip from her glass of water.
"What should we take with Hell?"
Evani ignored the Garet's mistake with her name and continued.

"That's brings me to the next point again, We will have to skim through the surface first, find some happenings out there. Get familiarized with the locals and their news. Take your grapple guns; I'm taking a few varactyls as well. Get some trader clothing, grow a beard, do whatever you can to look the part of slave traders. I suppose you guys would want to initiate the greenie at the cantina and stuff, meet you in seven hours. Dismissed."

Chairs scraped against the floor as the dragoons stood up and stretched their legs. Evani was halfway through the door already when she stopped.

"By the way, Sam, Jenny no offence to you but since you are not human you are gonna fill the part of slaves, we are gonna need three or two more though. Catlin, sorry. We will need more females. You are one the slaves as well. Okay boys the other two slaves are up to you to decide" said Evani with a smirk as Gio, Zafo, Garet and Squall all suddenly jumped for sharing the slavers position with Catlin.

"Poor girl" muttered Evani as she walked away.


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-Dark-Dragoons-
SL/SGT Evani/2SQD/2PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C][CoR]

"Thanks Zafo, nearly forgot," muttered Evani happily when she got Zafo's note while she was packing.
Crap
Evani grimaced at the lousy slip-up she made, she, Zafo and Gio had to be the traders. It wouldn't look good if a slave was ordering its master where to go. She quickly activated her ComLink and linked it to the rest of the Dragoons.

"Sorry guys, I miscalculated on something. Gio, Zafo and I will be the traders, know some of you would have loved the power, but hehe, my mistake" Evani gave a nervous grin to her self in her locker mirror as she cut the connection.

She quickly grabbed her trademark weapons, which included her whip, a DC-15, and of course the newest addition; a grapple gun. Setting those aside along with a few other arms, she rummaged through her closet for suitable clothing. Unlike the guys she had to look tip-top. It was rare to find female slave traders, and if you did, they dressed with certain set of style. She quickly pulled a pair of knee high leather boots, along with black pants. Next was a brown tunic that were small enough to show off her slim figure, it ended a few inches above her knees and were fastened with an artillery belt, with various places for her blaster and other bits and pieces she might need. She needed to appear dangerous, cold, rude and not someone to be messed with. Someone who didn't care for her slaves and whether or not they were ill handled or not. She looked at her self in the mirror. Something was wrong...

"Cut it," she ordered. She sat in front of a mirror, at the Army's barber.
"All of it?" he asked nervously. Usually it was only men who came to have their hair cut. Females were rare, and those he met in the army were hardened veteran shoulders with spitfire attitudes that flung their blasters at the tiniest mistake made with their hair.
"Not all of it, just very short, beneath the ears at least" Evani scoffed as she pulled the strands of her hair which hung at her shoulders. When they were cut, it would be curly spiky locks that couldn't flatten down. She always had shoulder lenght hair, but to many knew her for it. Many of her old rebel friends. The chances of meeting with them weren't very small.
Great, she thought sarcastic.
"Better make it quick, gotto meet the guys at the cantina" she snapped to the barber.

 
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-Dark-Dragoons-
SL/SGT Evani/2SQD/2PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C][CoR]

The cantina was the same as it had always been; dim and chattery, yet welcoming. Zafo's eyes scanned for familiar faces but none could be found.

"Just a matter of time." He thought, taking a seat at an empty booth in one of the far corners of the room.

Within a minute, a glass of Correlian Ale was sitting right in front of him, small amounts of foam dripping down the side of the glass. Just as he raised the glass to his lips, he saw a familiar figure walk into the dark room. Zafo watched as the man's glare darted from table to table, until at last it found what it was looking for.

"Gio," Zafo greeted as he placed his mug on the table. "How's it going?"

"Pretty Good, yourself?" The soldier answered, taking a seat and ordering a beverage for himself.

"Not to bad." Zafo raised the glass to lips once again. The cold liquid slid down his throat, sending the hairs on his arms on end.

"You look like..."

"Scum?" Zafo interrupted.

"Something like that." Giovanni concluded, letting lose a little chuckle.

The two Dragoons continued on with their conversation. Zafo's eyes darted to the cantina entrance every so often in hopes of finding more squad mates. His gaze followed a shorter figure he couldn't remember seeing before. As the person drew closer to their table, somehow, Zafo recognized her.

It was Evani, no doubt, but from a quick glance Zafo would have never guessed. The new haircut was only half the difference. She looked like someone you did not want to screw around with.

"Nice costume." Zafo commented as she took a seat beside him. "The hair too, looks good." Zafo swallowed another mouthful of ale.

Giovanni nodded his head in agreement.

"Thanks, guys." Evani said with a smile. Her hand went to her shoulder, expecting to find hair, but was then quickly put back onto the table when she felt nothing but fabric.

"Still not used to it." She smiled faintly. "Where's the rest of the gang?"

"On their way, I assume."

 
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~ZaFo
*DarkDragoons
+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
ASL/SSG ZaFo/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE  [BC] [EW2]
~Keep on Rocking in the Free World

The trip in the shuttle was horrible. It was cramped, unlike the more accommodating dropships they were regularly in. Not to mention the ratty clothing Garet was wearing, it made him itch all over and it kept no heat in; Garet was freezing by this point. To add to that, they were going to Utapau, the epitome of the Outer Rim planets. And then there was the Noghri; death in physical form.  Rizzit was apparently mad&

Garet simply sat still on the flight, waiting for anything to happen. Nobody was talking or saying anything about the mission. There was no movement, except the occasional tip of the flask from Gio. Garet noticed Caitlin, who appeared a little jumpy and nervous; who wouldn't be if they were a slave on their first mission?

Garet had an idea of what was on everyone's mind: Dinin had suffered a head injury and fallen into a coma. Dinin was appreciated throughout the squad, and his loss impacted everyone. Garet was sure Evani was worried about him. The failure of the first mission reflected on her, and Dinin was just salt on the wound.

Evani finally started some commotion. She ordered the slaves to get with the owners, which started excitement. Garet just sat and watched.

(yeah.. not that great.)
 
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DarkDragoons 
TRP/CPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA [ES2C]

"In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move."-Douglas Adams

With no other interruptions or encounters, the under cover dragoons rested. A couple times an "owner" would get up and leave somewhere, followed by a "slave"; but that was it. Garet and Evani found that much of the time the rest of the way to Utapau they were alone.

Evani finally sat up from her lying position and spoke. "You've been quiet lately, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm fine," Garet replied in an annoyed tone.

"Oh&" Evani's voice lost it's enthusiasm. "So, I've been thinking about earlier. About the situation with. I can't be responsible for all your actions& I mean, I can't be there all the time. Not in this scenario."

"I know, I could've handled it before."

"Had you handled it, you probably would've ended up dead."

Garet just sat in discontent. It wasn't like him to just sit back and let things happen when he was able to do something about it. She was right this time, though. He could've made that situation a lot worse.

A couple hours and a lot more silence later, the ship had arrived above one of the many craters on Utapau. All the passengers on board were put into transport ships and landed inside the city. Evani and Garet hadn't seen Zafo and Gio's groups since the ship.

Evani whispered so none of the crowd around them could hear. "Alright Garet, from now on you refer to me as Gem Viper, and I refer to you as Ganler. One slip up on either of our parts could jeopardize the mission."

Garet stayed silent for a couple seconds, and then replied unenthusiastically "Yes ma'am."

The two of them walked around the hangar and surrounding area for the better part of an hour, looking for Zafo and Gio. Finally, after no luck, Evani led them to a "sidewalk" cantina. They sat down, and Evani gave Garet a funny look. Garet replied with a look of his own that said "what?"

"Ganler, what do you think you're doing? Get up, you lazy worm!"

Garet immediately shot up. "Get me a drink, now!" Evani tossed some credits at him.

Garet left with shock, he never saw it coming. He walked up to the counter and began to order a drink when he was interrupted.

"We don't serve slaves, you'll have to take your credits somewhere else," said the bartender.

"But&" Garet started, but was cut off again.

"I said leave, scum."

Garet left getting intensely angered by this. He was about to get back to the table when someone stepped in front of him.

"Well, if it isn't the little slave boy?" said the Twi'Lek, Toro, condescendingly. "You should know that there are rules around here boy?"

Evani shot up from her seat but was intercepted by two guards.

Toro continued. "Your master disgraced me back on the ship. What is an appropriate justice? Hm? Should I take her life, as she took one of my slaves?" Toro laughed. "No, I can't do that. No one would ever do business with me, and the punishment would be uneven. Instead, your life is forfeit. Men, take him."

Evani struggled to get past, put stopped as the guards took out Vibroswords. She attempted at her whip, but didn't want to bring attention to herself in such an open space. "Toro, that slave is mine. You do not have the right to&"

"The right?! I have more than the right. You take one of my slaves, I take one of yours." At that, he walked away, followed by his guards, followed by Evani.

"What will you do with him?" She said, pursuing the Twi'Lek.

"I was going to just execute him, but I haven't seen a good pit fight in a while."

Evani secretly was panicking, but she seemed calm on the outside. They walked towards a metal door on the side of a small hallway. When they got there, they stopped and opened it. Evani was about to follow Garet and the guards in, but was stopped by Toro holding a cane.

"Ah ah ah, combatants only. Spectators go through the main gates. Follow me." And so she did, leaving Garet to the mercy of the pit.

The prisoner's rooms were dank and dim lit. There were many scrawny looking men inside; poorly fed and poorly trained. Garet stuck out amongst them. There were three guards standing in front of a large metal door, which probably led to the arena. In front of Garet was a rack with weapons on it, ranging from knives and swards to whips and nets.

Garet was shoved by Toro's guards, making him fall. "The crowd wants a good fight today, don't disappoint them," one of the guards said, while the other laughed.
Garet got up as they left and immediately walked over to the weapon rack. He looked down at the various weapons. He picked up a Vibrosword and tossed it in the air. It was light: the vibration cell had been taken out. He picked up all the other various weapons. All of them had disadvantages to them.

After careful consideration, Garet picked up an unpowered Electrostaff. He started to swing it around rapidly, moving towards a wooden test dummy in one of the corners. He hit the dummy a couple times before he was called.

"Next round&" yelled one of the three Guards, "Next round is for Ganler. Ganler, step forward!"

Garet appeared in front of the Guards. One of them began to open the door, light began to peer through and shine on Garet.

"Watch yourself, you're facing the champ," said one of the Guards as Garet walked past.

The arena was well lit compared to the Prisoner's rooms. Though from the light in the arena itself, you couldn't see the crowd. Garet could hear them though, they were all cheering and some were yelling out bets. Little did Garet know that Evani and Toro were sitting in a VIP box at the top of the crowd.

There was a high wall to keep the Prisoners from escaping. Garet noticed this. He had been hoping there was a flaw he could capitalize on, but there was no such thing. The ground was made of sand, most likely to absorb the blood.

Garet walked forward and stopped twenty feet away from his opponent. He was a slender, shirtless man, with many large scars on his torso. He had been through many battles. He stood with his head and arms down, holding two vibroswords. Garet only hoped those were inactive too.

The crowd grew louder, and an announcer came on. He spoke a language which Garet couldn't understand, but the crowd went wild at his announcement. The announcer's voice stopped and a horn sounded.

Garet's opponent (known as the Champion Horad), came at him fiercely. He was a lot faster than Garet assumed him to be. Horad was on him within three strides and coming down with his swords. Garet rolled clumsily to dodge this attack as Horad blew past. Harod stood watching as Garet got up. Garet took a near squatting position, holding his left hand out and the Electrostaff horizontally behind his back.

Horad charged again, but this time Garet was prepared. In one smooth motion, he twisted his body as Horad came past, planting his staff in the ground so Horad tripped; and, as Horad fell, rotated his staff so it hit the Champion into the ground. Garet jumped back to let Horad up, taking the same stance as before.

Again Horad charge, but Garet did something different. As Horad brought his swords down from above his head, Garet held his staff horizontally so they hit each other. After the recoil, each took their turns striking and blocking; each time they hit, sparks were sent flying and clangs filled the stadium. Horad once went on a frenzy where he just kept wildly striking, forcing Garet to block while taking steps back. At the end of this, Garet missed a block and one of Horad's swords sliced through the side of his forearm. Horad ran around the arena pumping up the crowd as Garet got back to his feet.

This got Garet enraged. He had let himself open for attack, and paid the price. Garet saw his opportunity. He advanced on Horad quickly, and him eleven times with accurate spins of his staff. The last such hit got Horad in the head, and left him stunned. Garet took advantage of this to end the match.

Horad had his swords down, his knees bent, and his neck exposed. Garet slammed his staff into Horad's neck-so he couldn't breath-and then thrusted it into his stomach; the power of the blast throwing him five feet into the arena wall. The same horn that started the match sounded and ended the match. Much of the crowd screamed with excitement and vigor, while some booed at the poor performance of the champion.

Garet just stuck his staff into the sand and walked towards the now open door to the Prisoner's rooms.

 
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DarkDragoons 
TRP/CPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA [ES2C]

"In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move."-Douglas Adams

Garet sat down on one of the cots behind the arena, holding his bleeding arm in his opposite hand. He looked up at one of the three guards.

"Get used to it, there's no medical treatment for slaves," replied the one he was looking at. Garet took off his ratty shirt and rapped it around his arm; it quickly turned a dark brown.

The door to the arena opened and someone came in holding Garet's Electrostaff. He handed it to one of the Guards and left, the door closing behind him. The Guard holding his Electrostaff pointed it at Garet.

"Come 'ere. You might need this." Garet got up, walked over cautiously, and grabbed it with a cold expression. He stood there looking at the Guard, and he didn't move until the Guard pulled out a blaster. Garet smirked and walked away, back to the wooden practice dummy.

Garet knocked off a couple limbs of the already broken dummy before getting bored. A couple names were called to fight in the arena, but none of them were 'Ganler'. In fact, Garet started to dose off waiting inside the Prisoner's room. His rest was disturbed by two more guards walking in.

"This one's from Toro," one of them was saying, though Garet couldn't see who the other was holding. The second guard through the body on the floor. Garet looked over, and immediately dropped his staff. "Make sure& Hey, hey what are you doing?!"

The guard had noticed that Garet was in the process of picking Evani up. Before Garet had picked her up from the floor though, the guard had kicked him in the side. "This is property of Toro, worm!"

Garet ignored this and began to pick Evani up again. This time, he managed to grab her and dodge the oncoming kick. He walked over to the nearest cot and put her down. As he was coming up, he received a punch in the back of the head. He fell down next to the bed he had placed Evani in, and got another kick to the side. "Toro likes the way you fight. He'll be disappointed if you die." The two guards left laughing.

Garet peeled himself from the floor and sat on the cot next to his Leader. "Hey, Evani, you ok?" he asked, shaking her shoulder. All she did was give a soft moan.

Garet was about to try to wake her up again, but the door opened to the arena. "Ganler, you're up again."

Garet hesitated for a moment, trying to decide if he should resist. All three guards pulled out their blasters and his mind was made up. He walked over to his staff on the floor and walked into the arena.

The same procedure followed. The crowds yelling, the announcer was all the same. His opponent was different though; or [I]opponents[/I]. Three slaves, each with their own vibrosword, were standing in front of him. The same horn sounded, and the match began.

Garet took to the same stance: left hand out in the front, staff level with the ground in back. Two of his opponents advanced on him, while the third stayed back. Garet was the first one to make a move. He ran forward and swung his staff at the ground, hitting both advancing slaves and knocking them down. While he did this though, the third came at him. In defense, he raised his staff up. The third slaves sliced through it. His sword vibrosword was active.

Garet held the two broken ends in each hand. He made a note of which one had the active sword, and continued the fight. The three came with the same tactic, but this time Garet parried their attacks and managed to hit one in the side of the head; blood splashed out immediately.

The third came attacking again, and instead of blocking, Garet dodged the attack by rolling to the side. As he got up from the role, the second slave took a swing at him, which he blocked, but the force of which knocked him down.

The third slave came after him again. From Garet's lying position he had a disadvantage, but as the salve ran towards him, he stuck out his feet and flipped the attacker over, throwing him into the wall.

Now that the active-sword wielder was taken care of, it only took a matter of seconds before he ended the match. The horn sounded, and the familiar crowd cheers started up again.

Back in the Prisoner's room, Garet found Evani awake in the same place he left her. He went and sat down on the cot next to her. "How ya feeling?"


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DarkDragoons 
TRP/CPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA [ES2C]

"In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move."-Douglas Adams

Garet was led through the door he first entered from and along several small, dark corridors. Any thoughts of running were quelled by a blaster in his back, and any sign of slowing down was met with a push. The Guards grabbed one of Garet's arms, which he promptly shoved off, and opened a door much like the one to the Prisoner's rooms. They shoved him in, and closed the door.

The inside was similar to the Prisoner's room, but it was smaller. There was one bed, not a ratty old cot. And there was a whole rack of sharpened weapons. Garet went over to look at them; still unpowered. Not only that, but there were no slaves in here, it was just him. He quickly picked up an Electrostaff-by now his weapon of choice-and stared at the only other door. It was much like the large arena door in the Prisoner's room. Garet was walking over to this door when a voice sounded.

"Do you like your new quarters, Ganler?" said the now familiar voice of Toro.

Garet spun around with his staff ready. Unfortunately, Toro wasn't actually in the room. There was a holoprojector sitting on the bed, and Toro was speaking through that. Garet didn't reply.

"We found it more accommodating to a fighter such as yourself."

"What do you want Toro?"

"Entertainment, of course. Though, you should learn to talk to me with a bit more respect, or else the fights could get... difficult." Again, Garet didn't reply.

"Well, we should probably end this conversation. You have a fight." Right on cue, the large door opened. It was exactly the same: it led to the arena. Garet glanced out, then back at a smiling Toro. Garet lifted his staff, and slammed it down on the projector.

He walked out calmly. The crowd roared louder than he had heard all day. Garet was too busy trying to pick out where Toro was, as well as Zafo and the others, to notice his opponent. When he finally picked her out, he stopped moving.

Evani looked like she was going to pass out. Garet too, was a little surprised, but he knew he had to stay composed to make this look convincing. The horn sounded, and Garet charged and hit her at the heels. Evani looked confused, and shocked, as she fell to the ground clutching her whip.

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DarkDragoons 
TRP/CPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA [ES2C]

"In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move."-Douglas Adams

The adrenaline amongst the spectators was aggravating, the stench even more so. Zafo's fingers grasped on to his messy hair and nearly ripped it out of his skull. He was having trouble dealing with the fact that Sam; his long time squad mate had been shipped off. Sam had excellent endurance and would not have let them ship him off unless the injuries he sustained were bad...really bad. Zafo tried to shake the thoughts from his head, but could only think of the others put out of commission not only on this mission so far, but the last as well. On the other hand it opened his eyes; the squad and himself were not invincible.

Zafo hung on to the edge of his seat every time he saw Garet emerging from one of the entrances to the combat area. Each wave of stress was met with a wave of relief as Garet emerged victorious. As time flowed on, Zafo became more and more agitated. Eventually, somehow, this had to end.

Caitlin, seated to Zafo's right, seemed just as agitated as he was. With the every blow Garet took, she twitched.

"Just have faith." Zafo muttered during one of the crowd's uproars, so no one else would hear.

"But why can't we do something?!" Caitlin protested, waving her arms as she spoke. "I feel terrible just sitting here while his life is in danger."

"Trust me, I wish there was something we can do, but right now there isn't." Zafo said, taking a tone of one who knew what he was talking about. "If we try and help them, our cover is blown, the mission is blown, and we add our names to the list people in grave danger. We have to wait for the right opportunity."

Just as Zafo spoke these words, the crowd rose to its feet and began screaming once again.

"Ganler! Ganler! Ganler!" The chant was aggressive, yet supporting. Well, as supporting as it can be when one chant's another's death.

Zafo nearly ripped his hair clean out of his head when he saw the match up and heard the words "Master against Slave." The adrenaline of battle began to flow through Zafo. If something were to happen, it was going to happen now, because there was no way that either one would kill the other.

Zafo watched their "play" battle with great intensity, trying to find any sign that could indicate what would come next.

Zafo watched in awe as Evani and Garet orchestrated their maneuver which brought them both into the crowd.

Zafo shot up from his seat, and placed his hand on Caitlin's shoulder. She immediately did the same. She turned to look at him, expecting some kind of order.

Zafo pulled the hood of his cloak over his head and pulled out his pistol from it's holster. He held in his hand, concealed within his cloak.

"You know I told you a time would come?" Zafo said slowly, a twisted grin spreading across his face. Caitlin simply nodded with a mixed expression of nervousness and excitedness. 

"It's now."

With that, both Dragoons started pushing their way through the crowd of multi-specied spectators, trying to get closer to their fellow squadmates...

 
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~ZaFo
*DarkDragoons
+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
ASL/SSG ZaFo/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE  [BC] [EW2]
~Keep on Rocking in the Free World

The crowd cleared to the wall in the spectators box as Garet pulled himself over. Without hesitation, he turned around and helped Evani up. As he turned around though, one spectator yelled, "Get back in the pit, slime!" and punched Garet in the jaw. The resulting force made Garet flip over the railing of the box, and gravity took over.

Garet attempted to reach for the first box he fell past, but missed and scraped his exposed shoulder and face on the cement siding. The second box however, he managed to grab onto. With scream he hung there, he felt his flesh ripping at the sword slice, and the rag that was soaking the blood got deeper red. With another grunt, he pulled himself up and managed to grab the box with his second arm. The crowd again cleared as he flipped himself over the railing. Not risking a fight right now, he lowered his shoulder and ran to the door at the back of the box. Seeing the oncoming charge, a couple spectators got out of the way, and a couple weren't so lucky. Garet mowed down three spectators on his way to the door, convincing none others to try and stop him.

Garet looked left and right for a way up to the upper level, but saw nothing. He decided on one way and just ran. After about twenty seconds he had found a stairway and started up. The upper level was much like the first, so he guessed where Evani was. He opened a couple doors on unsuspecting spectators before he found her. As much as she struggled, she couldn't free herself from the grip of two of the bigger spectators. A third spectator was about to take a punch at her when Garet opened the door.

"Hey, how'd you get i..." the third was about to finish when Garet tackled him into the railing and pushed him over. He screamed all the way down.

By the time Garet had flipped the spectator over the railing, one of the two others had let go of Evani, leaving the other to strangle her. Garet spun around the free one and ducked, holding his hands locked for Evani to step on. She did so, kicking the free spectator (who had his arm raised to hit Garet in the back of the head), and flipping over the one who was choking her. Garet gave him a strong uppercut as he came up.

"Thanks," Evani said, gasping for air.

"No, thank you," Garet said wiping his lip.

"Let's get out of here, be on the lookout for Zafo," Evani said leaving through the open door. Garet quickly followed.

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DarkDragoons 
TRP/CPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA [ES2C]

"In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move."-Douglas Adams

Twenty-four hours later and Evani sat on the roof connecting to the same building in which Toro stayed. It took them most part of the day to find his apartment and hiding from the public. Now they were situated on top of the structure contemplating their actions on how to corner to Toro.  She readjusted her glasses and raked her hand out of habit through her short locks.  The sun was setting behind her as she sat crouched, her elbows were resting on her kneecaps, with her hands meeting with her face.

Toro massaged his temples as his eyes skimmed over the datapad in front of him. The image of a young with familiar blue eyes and messy hair stared at him from the holo.
At last he managed to find her. A rebel spy. He stayed up the night going through every image in the rebel database resembling blue eyes, dark blonde hair, short height, and etc.

He spun his chair around while lazily sipping from his glass as he studied her background. It was a pity he only managed to find her rebel profile, but it already spoke enough about her. Found as a slave on Tatooine, sent to Anaxes and then sent on a spy mission to Tadath. According to the holo she was caught, and executed by the Vast Empire.

He didn't hear the sound of a door opened, nor did he notice shadows slipping behind him. His heart failed him for a second when the light went out suddenly. Darkness flicked in around him in shadows. He heard the muffled cries of his guards before all fell silent. Spots managed to show in his eyes as a sharp pain erupted from the back of his head.


"Well, is he out?"
Catlin peeked over his face as the light switched on. Evani smirked, finding delight in the blood that trickled from his head to the ground.
"Bastard deserves it," she muttered as she touched her head, her hand grazed softly over the swollen cut.
"What happens now?"  Asked Zafo as he stripped Toro of his expensive tunic, and started tearing it into strips. He tossed Gio several strips and together they tied him up to his chair. His desk and chair were made of expensive wood, it stood on an equally expensive tapestry, clearly hand-woven. For a moment Evani's eyes kept tracing the gold threads through the red rugs and wool.
Three doors led out of the room. The one facing the large window along with the desk lead to the rest of building, and the public. The left door lead to his living quarters, and the third were locked. 

"We wait till he wakes, Zafo, Garet, go check with the security Cam. Lets see how security is here, I think we are safe to hang out here for a few days, the rest of you make your self home" said Evani as she trudged over to his desk.

Gio immediately grinned and grabbed the glass of wine that Toro drank from minutes earlier, a quick sniff and he grimaced.

"What crap does he drink?" he asked with distaste. Muttering about needing a drink Gio headed to the kitchen with the rest of the squad in his footsteps.

"This is Sergeant Evani, do you hear me?"
Evani was seated on Toro's pricey desk with crossed legs. Her hand drummed on the leather of her boots lazily while her other hand was at her ear with her Com Unit. It was hastily connected to wires which n turn was connected to Toro's database and holo Computers.

"Yes, this is Base, what do you require?" asked a diminutive voice over the speakers, undersized in comparison with the rest of Toro's equipment.
"I still have spots open on my team, I need them filled." Snapped Evani angrily as she gave into the small flame of irritation. The being on the other side seemed unaffected by this however.

"We have already sent down someone, Private First Class Vint, another will be sent from Tadath shortly, give me your coordination of the area. We need to know where to drop him," ordered the voice. Evani silently tapped the coordination to the screen and sent it. She found her self a bit shocked with Vint's unexpected arrival. Why was he doing back? Not that she minded, he was a good Lancer to work with. Much has changed since they last spoke.

"Have the new guy tied, we need to avoid suspicion at the moment, land on the roof" ordered Evani before severing the connection. She dropped the Com unit to the floor as she hunched over thoughtfully while rubbing her knuckles over her temple.

"All fine?" asked Zafo as he strode over. Evani smiled when she saw the wires protruding from his clenched fist. Zafo noticed the direction of her eyes.
"The Security Cam needed some...readjustment," said Zafo nonchalantly. Evani laughed as she hopped down from the desk.

"All fine, PFC Vint will be delivered on the roof, he will be tied, you and Gio will meet him on the roof. If you meet company, he is a prisoner Toro needs to see for interrogation. Pray nobody recognizes you, though with that blue beard growing, I don't think they will" said Evani. Zafo's hand flew immediately to his face at the mention of it. He felt the prickly ends of hair that was growing out. He hasn't shaved in days, giving him a very roguish manner. Same with Gio. 

A few hours later Gio and Zafo went up to the roof, and minutes afterwards they returned with a struggling Vint who still didn't understand why he was captured. Evani stifled a snicker at the ease which Zafo and Gio dragged the Private.

"Lemme go!" he yelled. Evani rolled her eyes at this and sighed.
"Vint relax, I'm your squad leader, the guy with long hair is Zafo, your ASL and the other one is Gio, your FTL" said Evani as she unsheathed her dagger and started cutting the ropes tied around his hands.
She shook her head at this.
Seriously, couldn't they find something better then rope? she thought to her self.
"Sorry Sarge" mumbled Vint embarrassed as he rubbed his wrists where the rope broke the skin. His jet-black hairs were a mess along with the rest of his clothes.
"Welcome to the squad Vint, now lets get down to business,' ordered Evani as soft moans sounded from Toro.

Toro's eyes flickered open; black spots swam around, while blurry images moved about vividly. He suddenly found him self being lifted and then slammed against the wall. The force that lifted him was starting to take form. Garet's eyes glared at him with murder.

"We ask, you answer," said a feminine voice over Garet's shoulder. Toro lifted his head up to follow the voice to its source. Evani sat on his desk, her legs and arms crossed with Gio standing beside her. The latter was fingering his blaster lazily, but his face glared with equal strength as Garet's eyes at Toro.

"You're Hellra, and---" a punch to his face quickly silenced him. Zafo smirked as he dropped his fist to the side.  Garet was standing as still as a statue while he kept Toro raised above the ground by his collar. His strength was fuelled by anger.

"You mean this? Yeah, Hellra," said Evani as she held up the datapad with her one hand. The face staring from the blue tinted screen held so little confidence in comparison with its future counter part holding it.

Evani turned the holo around to look at it.
"They seriously need to update, I look like crap here, my, I'm dead?" she asked with mock. Toro squirmed, if he could only reach the knife hidden in the side of his boot. Garet's grip tightened.
Throwing the holopad against the spot next to his head Evani bolted down from the desk.
"Why have the security tightened so much, where is the whatever they are guarding and are the rumours of the Noghri true? She asked with narrowed eyes.  A moment of silence passed,
"If you don't answer, we will dispose of you and find the answer perhaps from your slicer," said Zafo coolly. 


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-Dark-Dragoons-
SL/SGT Evani/2SQD/2PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C][CoR]

Evani's eyes darted around alert as the knocks to the door increased both in sound and strength.
"Grapple guns ready people!" shouted Zafo reading Evani's mind and pulling out his blaster and pointing it to the window. Everyone instantly dropped to the floor as they shielded their eyes from the shards of glass that shoot and scattered about. Sudden wind bellowed in through the newly created gap. Every one scrambled to their feet hastily and unclipped their grapple guns from their artillery belts. Evani took a quick peek down. She could barely see the bottom. The perks of living upstairs.

"What should we do with him?" asked Garet as he held Toro out towards Evani; he hung limply from his collar. Shock of the night's events finally catching up with him.
"We can't leave him here, and I don't want to kill him...yet" she said not noticing the crease in Garet's frown. 

The knocks were tuning up a notch in loud crashes as the authorities tried to break the door.
"Time to jump guys" said Evani pulling the trigger on her grapple gun. Everyone followed suite, their grapple hooks lodged firmly in the solid wooden cabinet next to the door. Luckily for them it was firmly attached to the wall.

Without word Zafo ordered the squad to jump. One after the other they jumped and zipped down to the ground. Garet quickly handed Toro to Gio who simply slung the twilek over his shoulders before jumping. He didn't hesitate for a second. His fear didn't even flicker. Evani turned to Zafo who had yet to jump.

"Jump Zafo, you have to show them to the Ware House, the Varactyls are in there, head for the capital. I'll try and get these guys down" shouted Evani over the wind as she motioned in Vint, Garet and Arzano's direction. Zafo gave a her final afirmitive nod before jumped as well.

"Vint, Arzano, Garet get going," snapped Evani. Neither made a move. Vint seemed as if he was stuck in an choice, will Garet looked determined and Arzano very pale and scared.
"I'll go down once they are down, " shouted Garet, he pulled on his grapple gun to make sure whether it would support him or not.

"DAMMIT, JUMP VINT!" yelled Evani frustrated, as cracks made their way in the door leading outside.
"Are you sure, you'll be okay?" asked Vint worriedly, I'll be fine, now jump!" snapped Evani again as she lifted her blaster. Vint looked at her with a blank expression before he jumped.

"Arzano, you have a duty towards the Vast Empire, you are endangering the whole mission!" Evani raised her blaster and aimed at Arzano.
"I, I, C-cant!" he cried out as he edged away from the cliff like edge. Evani took a deep breath.
What am I doing! she yelled to her self.
Relax, you are just giving him a scare, work needs to be done said another voice, it seemed to grow faint then burst in volume before fading again.
He is just a boy, you cant blame him for being scared she reprimanded her self
"Do, it" she ordered again, however this time she lowered her blaster and holstered it. Arzano visibly relaxed at this. The bursts of miniature stampedes as the door increased, and Evani could hear the wood splintering and cracking. Before she could react Garet took her by surprise as he stormed to the edge and jumped while grabbing Arzano as well in the run.

Still confused with her self she followed suite.



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-Dark-Dragoons-
SL/SGT Evani/2SQD/2PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C][CoR]

Jenny dropped down quickly as the whooshing wind whipped in her ears, as she fell closer to Hell and Garet, who seemed to have gotten on the ground first, she pulled hard on her trigger and slowly went her way, sort of slow-motion style, and got to the ground.

"Jenny, third person to get down here, how's the heights?" Garet said, chuckling as Zafo was coming down.

"Great, I would love to take another ride." Jenny added, to change the subject, looking at the sky. "Oh look, there comes Gio and Catlin that must Vint and Azarno behind them."

"So, where is this warehouse, Zafo?" Jenny heard Garet ask as Gio and Catlin came onto the ground.

"Oh, you'll see, ah finally." Zafo replied as Vint and Azarno finally came down onto the ground. Zafo added orderly, "Alright, people, let's get a move on to the warehouse, follow me."

The Dark Dragoons were show by Zafo to the warehouse, through the streets of the surface, filled with Pau' an people, which Evani described in their mission briefing, busy in their everyday activities, too busy to even catch a glance of stormtroopers going by. Garet was still carrying Toro, who was grunting in his unconcious state.

When they got to the warehouse entrance, they spotted a couple of guards walking around, two standing in a security station.

"Well, do we attack with stealth or with noise?" Jenny remarked questionably as Evani quickly answered:

"Gio and Jenny, prepare your blasters. See if you can kill the two idiots at the security station, Gio. Jenny you cover Gio. The rest of us will create a diversion for the other guards patrolling around the place. Garet, you better stay here until the security station is secured."

Jenny and Gio (Gio in front and Jenny in back) quickly ran their way to the security station near the warehouse entrance as a slight BOOM shook her up and got the two idiots at the security station scared out of their wits. One of them ran out and was alerted by Gio who blasted and killed him, the other blasted his rifle and one got Jenny in the left leg. She swore, quickly got up and shot the bastard in the chest. Gio then quickly killed him as the rest of the squad with Garet showed up.

"Jenny, one of our grenades accidently blew up a explosive barrel and killed all the stupid guards." Zafo said, smilling, as he added: "Gio, get that door open."

Gio typed some things on the console as the door opened, there was a cry toward the security station, a guard had seen them, alarms rang out and the battle started.

Jenny took up the rifle that the idiot guard who she shot in the chest had and holstered her blaster. she broke the glass and took a couple of shots at the guard, which hit and killed him.

Her position became less of a good one because it only had one window and its visibility was less than if she would go outside. So she decided to do that, taking cover next to the warehouse. She heard Evani's voice call:

"Jenny!" Jenny made her way to her squad leader as Evi well right into it and said orderly:

"Follow Catlin and Gio, help them get inside and find the varactyls, get them out here and we'll get out of here. Me and the other Dragoons will provide covering fire, now, move!"

The firefight intensified as the Dragoons provided covering fire for Jenny, Gio and Catlin. Jenny kept up with Catlin and Gio, who were moving pretty quickly through the corridors and hallways of the warehouse, firing on the chasing guards.

"Up ahead, there it is!" Gio yelled to Catlin and Jenny, who both glanced at the sign VARACTYL and followed Gio, taking out 2 guards on their way.

The varactyl room was filled with 3 of these magnificent creatures and a couple of security guards. Jenny went in as she took shots at the nearest guard, he was dolling rolls to avoid that, but Jenny just managed to get a shot on him before his next roll and he was down. Jenny saw Catlin take out another one, who was just out in the open and running around. Gio managed to take out the last one in the head, who was constantly ducked behind the right side of a computer console.

"Let's get these guys free and out of here." Gio said clearly as he made his way to the computer console, typed in a few things and the cages on the poor creatures opened.

"Get on one and let's get going." Gio ordered quickly as Jenny hopped on the nearest one, got it going and out they went, to where Hell was.


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DarkDragoons

TRP/PFC Jennabelle/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath

"Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force. " -Darth Vader

The squad rode into the night.

They were using a few maps Zafo and Gio and picked up on their way out of town. On regular missions planet maps were provided on their wrist pads, but this one required them to resort to more primitive technology. According to these, Pau was in the south. If they wanted a bed for the night (day actually, since they were traveling by night), than they would have to take a slight detour North West to Statua, an average sized sinkhole city. Where they would sleep was up to Evani.

"Take a detour or sleep out here tonight?" Caitlin shouted into the wind (varactyl's travel fast).

Evani shouted back but the words were inaudible, so she motioned for everyone to slow down a bit, which was done promptly by all.

"What'd you say?"

"Are we going to take a detour to Statua or sleep out here tonight?" She asked giddily, apparently riding animals wasn't in her repertoire. "I could use a bed after a few hours of this."

Evani thought for a good while then answered:

"We'll detour to Statua. We have supplies for ourselves but I'm not sure how long we can maintain the varactyl's. But we'll only stay for a few hours, four or five. From there we go straight to Pau."


When they came about point five miles from Statua, they took a tunnel down to the core of the city, where they good leave the varactyl's in a pen until they were ready to leave. Zafo and Gio headed into the market areas to get extra supplies for the mounts; Caitlin, Vint, and Jenna went to find somewhere to rest; and the rest of the squad went with Evi.


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Dark Dragoons

"Where are we heading?" asked Garet as they started trudging through the underground city.
"I'm not sure exactly, to be honest" muttered Evani.
"Great planning" replied Garet sarcastic. Arzano looked at the confused.
"Don't worry kid, we'll be fine" said Garet as he ruffled the fifteen year's hair.
Just then Evani's ComLink chimed.

"Evi, this is Jenny, checking in, we've found a suitable place, over." Evani sighed before responding.

"Jenny, thank god, finally.... Tell me about the place you found and we'll see if it's good, over." Evani muttered.

Evani listened interested at what Jenny had to say about their findings. Not what she had in mind, but it would have to do she supposed.

"Well, except for the bit lack of sleeping space and the stinking food, plus the rebel dad, I think we can consider this space our resting stop. Good that it's on the road to where we're headed. Send the coordinates and I'll relay this to Zafo. Good job, Jenny. Out."  Evani sighed again. With Jenny she always had to talk extra nice, not wanting to hurt the sensitive Twilek's feelings. Evani stifled a snort. She quickly contacted Zafo who also seemed reluctant of the place. They both came to an agreement that if anything happens with either group, they will continue heading to Pau.
Evani quickly contacted Jennabelle and Vint as well.

"Jenny, Vint, this is Evani, if either Zafo or I don't arrive at rest place, continue heading to Pau. I'm getting a feeling we're gonna split up. Since your group is without a FTL, Vint till Gio, and Zafo arrive you lead the group. Contact me if there are any problems. I expect Jenny and Caitlin to listen to you, that's all for now" Evani cut the connection quickly. She couldn't afford Jenny to lead the group. It may end up in chaos.

"Do you know any slicing?" asked Evani towards Arzano.
"I did some basics with them, why?" asked Arzano curiously as they entered paved streets, usually bustling with live of all races. Now silent in the sleeping night, the paved road took random crooks and nooks, with a sudden turn to left or right, or splitting up in four directions.

"I need to get in the security database, just have to check some thing over, and I need a map" said Evani.
"Sounds good, might be tricky to slice it though, being security and all," muttered Arzano. Before either of the group could respond an answer, the loud rumble of a wagon drowned their focus.

Evani looked at the wagon confused. She hasn't seen this contraption since Anaxen. Unlike normal vehicle this piece of primordial device travelled on four wheels. Wooden wheels. Several cages and cells were situated in the wagon with a few residents inside. The noise of whippings, roars and screams sounded dimly through the quiet street. Blinding lights dotted around as if searching for something. Suddenly it settled on them. It seems the wagon suddenly speeded up, before coming to an abrupt halt right in front of them.

"I'm getting a bad feeling about this," muttered Garet as they stepped back cautiously. Before either of them had a chance to take action a net sprayed from the darkness, and caught them. Garet reflexively unsheathed his dagger before the net enveloped them. Within seconds he managed to tear his way through the square pieces of rope. He was about to do the same for Evani and Arzano who were both still trapped when a second net caught them. The gibberish talking of foreign languages made their way towards them, but before Evani had the chance to identify the language a blow to the side of her head knocked her out.


"We're in some deep shit Evi," said Garet when Evani woke at last. For the first few minutes during her wake, she found her self-unable to speak, till some cool liquid trickled down her throat. Courtesy of Arzano and a handy water bottle, which reeked.

"What' going on?" asked Evani as she downed the bottle while pinching her nose to block the smell.
"While you were out, our fellow roommate-"Garet flicked his thumb to a lump of shadows,
" told us some interesting stuff. Apparently this wagon goes through small town like Statua in the night, and anyone who meets their way during that time is captured to be sold. We have already bin shifted vehicles the wagon is still doing some rounds, feels almost like a sand crawler " Evani groaned.
"Any good news?" she asked in misery.
"We're heading to Pau, Statua was their last stop" said Garet with a mock grin.
"Lets hope Zafo continues to go on without us, best for us to get some sleep now" muttered Evani. She felt around for her blaster at her waist, but to no surprise found it missing
"They confiscated our stuff, I figured it would happen."  Said Arzano.
Evani scowled, she felt for her prized her whip. The one she took at the pit fight. It was gone. With angry curses she slammed her fist down to the ground.
"Frakked, that was a good whip,"
"Don't worry, I feel the same way about my dagger" said Garet with a dark glare.
Evani felt her boots for the whip hidden in the side. The uncomfortable lump bulging from the leather under her fingers comforted her a little bit.

A slap to her face quickly woke Evani. Shaking her self clear of the burning sensation on her cheek, she looked up. Tootles, beard, bloodshot, and lust filled eyes, she shivered. To her greater shock she found a familiar face standing with arms crossed over his torso smirking at her.

"Toro&how the frak did you escape?"  Sneered Evani as she was jerked in a standing position. Garet and Arzano both seemed to have been removed. Instead the unconscious body of a wookie lay slumped against the wall.

"Thanks to your lousy scums who forgot me," said Toro; he bellowed a laugh from the back of his throat. He waited for a reaction from Evani, but a glare was all he received.
"I take it youre' the boss"
"Of course I am, my connections are every where"  said Toro with a malicious smirk.
"Tie her and leave," he ordered towards the guard who was gripping Evani by her arm. The guard seemed disappointed to let Evani go so soon, but quickly had her hoisted her a few inches in the air by means of tying her wrists to hooks protruding from the ceiling.
Toro dragged a chair over by one hand while his other was fiddling around with his utility belt.

At last he seated himself on the chair, and stared Evani in the eyes.
"You answer, or you get hurt, if you don't co-operate I will sell you to some cantina where you can spend the rest of your pathetic life," 

Evani smirked.
"Do what you want" she said hotly.
A sharp blow lashed across her arms that were tied to the ceiling. Toro clutched Evani's whip fiercely in his hands.
"Starting with the first question, who are you?"

 
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DarkDragoons
SL/SGT Evani/2SQD/2PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C][CoR]

(OCC: I'm back. Let's do this!)

    After attaining his medical attention, Sam emerged with a bandage wrapped around his right eye and bandages on his forarms and hands. That was one of the only bar fights he had sustained any real harm.
    As he left the medical center, he was confronted by the local police.
    "Is there something I can do for you chaps?" Sam asked the officers.
    "Oh aye. We have a few questions for you. Mind coming down to the station so we can chat in private?" one officer asked.
    Sam followed the officers to the station. They entered and directed him to a small cell block.
    "Hey hey hey, I thought we were going to talk not toss me away," Sam retorted.
    "We are going to talk but if you don't give us the answers we like then we don't want you to run away on us," the officer laughed.
    So Sam continued on quitely down the hallway. One of the officers grabbed Sam's shoulder and pointed to a cell. He entered and was followed by three officers. He sat down on the bunk and preped himself for their questions.
    "Alright, let's begin," Sam said.
    "What is your full name?" the officer asked.
    "Eeth Zur," Sam said after a short pause.
    "Is that your real name or is it just an alias?" the officer questioned.
    "What!? You believe that a Zabrak would lie about their name?" Sam stated, "No Zabrak would ever sink to that low of a level. I hope that this is going somewhere."
    "You better watch it, bub. Now, what is your purpose on Utapau? It is odd that a Zabrak is even on this planet," replied the officer.
    "I'm meeting a friend of mine here. She has the title to a house that I need to pick up and transport to Corellia to give to a merchant there," Sam said so fluidly that it would be highly improbable that the officers would relize it was lie.
    "I see. We shall return after we give our report to the captain," said the officer, "It shouldn't take long. Sit tight."
    The officers left closing the cell door behind them. Sam was now stuck in jail after a blasted bar fight. Sam noticed the news console in the corner of the room. He waltzed over to it and started to browse the current events.
    The most recent event was about a small fire fight broke out between police and what looked to be thugs of some sort. Three officers were killed and one of the attackers were killed.
    "I hope that isn't DD," Sam mumbled to himself, "Because if it is this could make my way out of here difficult."
    Fifteen minutes later, the questioning officers returned. Sam stood up quickly with the hopes that he would be getting out of here.
    "Alright, you are free to go," the officer said, "Just don't let us catch you doing anything illegal."
    "Thanks. I do have one question though," Sam said politely.
    "Oh? What's that?" the officer said.
    "What is the fastest way to get to Pau city from here?" Sam asked.
    "There is a varactyl shop down the street. Get one of those and they wil give you a map, " the officer said, "Shouldn't be to hard to find it with all that."
    "Thanks, hope to see you guys off duty some time," Sam laughed.
    Sam was escorted out of the station and directed to the varactyl dealer. When he arrived at the dealer he forked over what credits he had to buy one so he could meet up with the rest of the group at Pau. Sam examined the map and headed off towards Pau.
 
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DarkDragoons
TRP/SGT Sandwich Sam/2SQD/2PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA [LoR][BM][GS]

"Only the willful can perform the miracles of the mind." -- me