Mercenary Crew: Bounty Hunters: Jewels of the Core

[Corinthian]

Kadis fidgeted for a moment.

 

"Captain, if you don't mind my asking...back on Bryndar, before she was killed, you started talking about us helping the Jedi with something. What was it that she needed? And why did you trust her?"

 

It was probably a little too prying, but it had been bothering Kadis for a long time. Bounty Hunters don't tend to about face and start helping their targets at random. He figured there were three possibilities - 1: She offered Tannis a lot of credits, even more than they'd get if they turned the Jedi in. 2: She appealed to Tannis' good nature, which wasn't unlikely. The Captain was a merciful sort, as evidenced by them not wasting each and every one of those mercenary thugs in the cave. Or, 3:, the Jedi had warped his mind using her powers.

 

He figured each theory was about equal in probability.

[ForceFightWMe12]

Ellie had been so wrapped up in her work that she hadn't even heard anyone enter the hangar bay. At the sound of the voice, he jolted in surprise, an action which resulted in a hollow thump as her forehead collided with the hollow hull. She let out a hiss of air in a soft grunt, laying back down against the floor again and putting a hand to her head as she dropped the hydrospanner in her hand. Sliding her way out from underneath it, she shook her head and looked up at the person who entered. "Oh...hey, Raelyn." she said. It was a surprise to find the telepath here - and she couldn't help but wonder...was she listening to her thoughts right now? A rather unnerving idea.

[Writer]

Raelyn cocked her head to one side thoughtfully before mimicking Ellie's intonation and saying, "Oh... hey, Ellie." She smiled faintly and answered Ellie's unspoken thought. "Ye-es, I can hear what you're thinking. Unnerving. Good choice of words." She blushed slightly. "But... I don't have to... to listen in, you know."

 

After a moment of tense, uncomfortable silence, Raelyn cleared her throat. "So, umm..." She tapped her own forehead and then gestured to Ellie. "Headache, much? Cole can help with that..." Without waiting for an answer, she went on. "I... take it you're enjoying yourself?" She gestured to the fighter. "With that..."

[Quist]

Arelyn had used most of her down time to procure more munitions for the crew. Their last excursion had left them running a bit short on ammunition as well as money, so she had been forced to get the barest of supplies with the scant few credits she was given. Still, it was a decent load, enough to last her and Latch for a few firefights and enough for her to have to rent a hover cart to take back to the ship.

 

She'd also taken the time to check in with her fellow Mistryl on Emberlene. Being part of the sisterhood of mercenaries of the scorched planet, she made it a point to send a portion of whatever she made back to her homeworld to help in the rebuilding efforts. She didn't have anything to send as a result of their latest mission, but still took the time to keep in contact with the rest of the Shadow Guard.

 

Pulling the cart up alongside the outer hull of the Scimitar, she guided it to the loading area towards the aft of the ship. Keying the access panel, she pulled back as the ramp lowered itself to the ground, then drove the cart up onto it and into the main cargo hold. As she headed for the supply section, she spotted Ellie leaning up against the Headhunter, speaking to Raelyn. Them being the two newest women added to the bounty hunting crew, Arelyn idly wondered what they could be talking about.

[starmark2k]

Alec thought for a few moments and about the new pilot’s question, in truth he wasn’t entirely sure why he agreed to help the Jedi. At the time it just seemed like the thing to do given the option between that or claiming the bounty on the Jedi. At the end of the day he didn’t particularly like the empire to help them out but he also had no love for the Jedi.

 

Every event no matter how small affected everything else in the universe, that was the law of Chaos and that was what he believed. Tanis’ believed his choice was the accumulation of all that had happened before, the force wanted it so he chose to help the Jedi.

 

Tanis stood up from his chair and looked down at the pilot. “I do.” The Captain replied to the first part of Kadis’ question, he didn’t feel he needed to explain his reasons for what he did whether he knew the reasons or not.

 

Alec left the room and went down to the cargo hold as he knew eventually Jyot and Latch would return with news from Zeek. When he got there he saw his other gunner looking over towards the hanger. “You know it’s a little rude to listen in on other peoples conversations.”

[Rogue Nine]

"Oh stop looking like you've just hit the jackpot," Latch chided his Jyot as he and the lecherous mechanic made their way back to the Scimitar, followed by Jhamrok the Cathar.

 

The glint in Jyot's eye was unmistakable. "But Latch, we have hit the jackpot, don't you see?" he reasoned to his friend. "Gorgeous women as a bounty!"

 

Latch shook his head and rubbed his temple in resignation. There was no reasoning with Jyot when he was like this. "Yeah, yeah. I just hope your jackpot doesn't end with you having a vibroblade between your shoulders."

 

Jyot's grin was cocky and confident; pure, unadulterated Corellian. "Pssh, we'll be fine!"

 

"Better hope Alec doesn't stick you on ship duty while we're out finding them," Latch remarked idly as they rounded the corner to the bay where the Scimitar was docked. As the ship came into view, the Corellian gunner turned and looked at Jhamrok. "Is she as you remembered her?" he asked the Cathar.

[Black Knight of Keno]

Jhamrok looked at the Scimitar and frankly was stunned. The bag that the station officials had given to him of his salvaged belongings dropped to the floor as the Cathar shook his head.

"She's... Changed" the Cathar noted as he stared at the ship.

"It's like coming from a bounty to a familiar strip joint only to find that all the girls have gone fat, if you catch my drift" he said before grabbing his bag back from the floor and swung it over his shoulder.

 

"It's no wonder really. I heard she's been through a lot. But still I'd rather see her the way she was" He explained as he walked past the two men and walked towards the cargo hold ramp like he had done so many times before. But this time he first walked to the hull of the ship, knocked on it and slid his hand on it's surface in order to get the new feel to it. His hand found it's way onto the button that opened the ramp from outside and pushed it. The motors and hydraulics began churning the ramp down and the Cather made his way back from the ship, waiting for the ramp to lower. As the ramp hit the floor with a metallic clank, Jhamrok stepped onto it and grinned.

"Anyone home?" he called out, knowing all too well that if Alec was around there somewhere waiting for his crew to return, he would recognize his voice.

[starmark2k]

Alec turned as he heard the familiar voice, he didn't recognise it straight away but when he saw the Cathar it belonged to he smiled and let out a small laugh. “Well give me a re-breather and call me Vader, if it isn’t Furball himself.” Alec continued smiling knowing full well his old commanding officer would dislike it, but considering he was the ships captain now Tanis knew he’d get a way with it. He walked towards the bounty hunter and held out his hand to shake it. “It’s been what, 6 years?”

[Black Knight of Keno]

"I'd say too long with the condition you've gotten her into, rookie" Jhamrok answered and looked around at the insides of the cargo hold before shaking Alec's hand. It was apparent Alec had changed the exterior as well as the interior and Jhamrok couldn't rely completely on memory anymore. And even so, every system in the ship had probably been upgraded a few times since he was the second in command.

 

"I have a slight problem, actually. A lowlife crime boss blew up my ship and since Zeek won't give me clearance to go after him on the station, I need a ride off" the Cathar told Alec and grunted.

"I can pay you and any planet with an opportunity to buy a new ship will do, unless you need some muscle with you"

[Writer]

After a while of merely staring at Ellie and having Ellie stare back, Raelyn grew bored of the situation and her mind began to wander. Just to be unnerving, she continued to stare at Ellie, but her mind was elsewhere, as she took note of Alec and Arelyn in the cargo bay and... what was this? A new mind? How fascinating...

 

"So umm," she said to Ellie. "Have, uh... have fun with your... toy, ok?"

 

And with that, she withdrew to get a look at the newcomer. At the sight of the large, furry, Cathar, her eyes widened and she let out a small exclamation.

 

"Nice!" she muttered under her breath. "Quite so, yes indeedy..."

 

And with that, she approached him, extending her hand. "Don't much care what the captain says to your question there, but may I just say, it's a great pleasure to meet you... sir." A pause. "I... I'm Raelyn Lark, sister of resident doctor, Colin; user of aggressive action... oh, and resident psycho, too..." She grinned widely. "And you're..." She stopped abruptly, realizing she'd very nearly told him his own name after gleaning it from his surface thoughts, and stretched out her syllables into, "... ouuu're-are?"

[starmark2k]

“Well I ain’t one for taking passengers but I can give you ride to our next port wherever that may be. Speaking of which I should probably find out where that may be.” Alec replied to the ships former first mate, he then turned his focus to the two crewmen behind the large Cathar. “So what’s the news, got any work from Zeek?”

[JasraLantill]

Jyot first exchanged a quick glance with Latch, and then broke out into a broad enthusiastic smile. "Have we got any work from Zeek?" he repeated Alec's question. "I'll say we have!"

 

He motioned for everyone to follow him to the common room. "You're going to love this," Jyot said to Alec, his face beaming as he plugged in the data cylinder Zeek gave him with the information on their latest job. "At least, I'm going to love this," he added under his breath.

 

The viewscreen began to show a recording of a video feed from a security camera.

 

A human woman, early twenties with a slim athletic build, fine delicate features, flawless skin, and dark hair tied back in a long plait, was unloading the contents of a safe into a cloth bag. She didn't appear to be in any particular rush, taking time to scrutinize each item she removed before either placing it inside the bag or discarding it to the floor, but nevertheless she worked quickly. In less than a minute, the safe was empty, her bag full of what she came for, and she was ready to depart.

 

She secured the bag to her belt, and then looked upwards. A rope fell into view and with feline-like grace she began to hoist herself up, making her escape.

 

"That's our quarry. One of them anyway," Jyot explained as he watched the vid. "The Sisters, they're called. Jewel thieves. Five of them."

 

And then, something strange occurred on the vid. The woman paused, looked directly at the camera, smiled seductively, and then slowly parted her full red lips and planted a kiss directly on the camera's lens.

 

Jyot was glad he was sitting down as he felt himself go weak. "Oh, man...." he sighed. Entranced for a moment, he sighed longingly then fast-forwarded through the collection of vids, each one featuring one or more of the five doing their work. "Five, intelligent, beautiful, females...."

 

"And deadly," Latch added. "Don't forget that Zeek mentioned they were deadly."

 

"Deadly gorgeous," Jyot said dreamily. He blinked twice, coming back to reality, and then looked at Alec. "Twenty thousand each," he said to his captain. "And double the price if we bring in all five." His mouth twisted up in a slight grimace. "Only small problem I see is that, well...." He hesitated. "The bounty has been put up by Carmen. Apparently, she contracted the Sisters to do a job for her and they tried to pawn off a replica instead of handing over the real thing. And," he added, "you know how much Carmen hates to be double-crossed. Figure this job might put us back in Carmen's good graces though. So, what do you think, Cap'n?"

[Corinthian]

Kadis put his feet up on the table after the holo finished playing. "No attempt to hide their appearance. In fact, they make certain that they're hard to forget. Anyone else get the impression that there's a little more here going on than just jewel theft?"

 

He had a weird feeling about this. It wasn't his Danger Sense, that was more of a tingle...he couldn't place it, but something wasn't right about this. Might just be the random Cathar that had appeared out of apparently nowhere. "Still, we are the Bounty Hunters who almost captured a Jedi Knight, taking on five Jewel Thieves shouldn't be that tough. Who's Carmen?"

[Black Knight of Keno]

"Jhamrok" The Cathar told Raelyn, ignoring her extended hand, only giving it a short glance. It was apparent that Alec wasn't too picky on who was serving on the Scimitar, something that disturbed the feline creature slightly. When Jhamrok still served on the ship the captain was very picky on who to trust with keeping the ship in shape and now would be more the reason than ever to be even more picky instead of grabbing anyone with any skill.

 

There wasn't nobody to stop him following the group into the common room and he sat in his formerly usual place near the entrance into the common room from the cockpit. He began rummaging through his bag in order to find out just what exactly had survived the explosion of his ship and frankly, it wasn't much. At least some of what was his armor had made it. If not as something recognizable as armor.

 

"Carmen's someone you don't want to be on the wrong terms with" Jhamrok said rather casually. He hadn't paid attention to the holo, but the conversation during and after the holo had caught his ear. He turned his eyes from the insides of his bag to Alec and sighed.

"Please tell me you didn't get on the wrong side with Carmen"

[starmark2k]

“We’re on good terms with Carmen, just last week we brought her three bounties she wanted.” Alec replied to the former first-mates question before looking up at the Holo again and breathing in heavily, followed by a large sigh.

 

The Captain looked over at Jyot with a slightly annoyed expression. “So this dictionary of yours needs a re-write, cos for some reason it’s defined ‘easy Job’ as the five most notorious and dangerous women in the Galaxy. You are the dumbest guy in the galaxy” Alex joked with a deadpan tone perfectly aware of his exaggeration. “Then again what should I expect from you, five attractive women just get mentioned and the blood ain’t in your brain.”

 

Alec looked down at the table and then sighed once again. “Okay, Names and profiles on the bounties please."

[JasraLantill]

“Profiles. Right.” Jyot had transferred the text-based information to his datapad, so he now took it out.

 

“First off, our five beauties are completely unprejudiced from who and where they steal from—private homes, public museums, banks. You name it, they’ll steal it. Their leader is a….”

 

He paused as the vid stopped on the marker he had chosen. A red-skinned humanoid woman with shoulder-length, wavy dark-auburn hair, wearing a skin tight black leather cat-suit with cutouts that exposed her cleavage and midriff.

 

“Oh, crap.” Jyot swallowed hard as he stared at the picture. Then he blinked, flushed a bit, shook his head, cleared his throat and continued. “Is a Zeltron named Jewel. Not her real name, of course. All sorts of rumours surround her from her being a fugitive Jedi to her being an android made to look and like and mimic Humans.” At this he donned a boyish sort of grin. “Cool,” he murmured to no one in particular.

 

“Next up,” he continued, “we’ve got Anya Zilaya. - Twi’lek – age 23 - Tech Specialist.” The screen flicked to show a light green-skinned Twi’lek woman with the physique of a dancer. She was also dressed rather provocatively—so much so that Jyot coughed. “It’s thought that she spent the first twelve years of her life as a slave until she went missing after her master was murdered. It is thought that the murderer took the young Twi’lek to someplace beyond the rim where she was trained in computing, mechanics and security hacking. She reappeared in the Core worlds about 6 years ago where she worked as a ‘Hacker for Hire’ until Jewel recruited her into the Sisters.”

 

The screen flicked to another beautiful woman, this one blond-haired with fine facial features. She was not dressed provocatively, but wearing body-hugging combat armour. “Kes’ne Elenkia – Hapan – age 27 – Specialising in combat and weapons. Born in the Hapes Consortium, which would explain why she’s incredibly beautiful, she’s an expert in martial arts, melee fighting, and heavy combat weaponry.” He paused, then looked at Latch. “Okay, I’ll admit, this one’s dangerous.” He looked back to his datapad. “She’s got a criminal record for a whole load of minor charges—assault, battery, grievous bodily harm.” He frowned at bit. “Since when was GBH classified as minor…,” he muttered. “Anyway, she hooked up with Jewel about two years ago.”

 

The vid now displayed a dark haired woman with a myriad of black tattoos emblazoned on her face and arms. “Vasxen Geb - Kiffar – 30 – Pilot. Self-taught, apparently, but good enough to abscond a ship from a spacedock and leave her home system.” He started to grin, and then looked at Latch and Alec. “Hey, it says here that she trained at the TCTA and graduated top of her class. Erm, that’s the girly equivalent of CorSec Academy for those of you non-Corellians. Anyway, this is the only one that Jewel actively recruited.

 

“And finally, we have….”

 

The screen now displayed the dark-haired beauty from the first vid clip that Jyot had shown. “Lara Ke’dem – age23 - Corellian – In….” A wry grin appeared, and he snorted. “Infiltration specialist.” He inhaled sharply as he read further. “Oh my…. Ok, back on track here. Says here she’s trained in drama, dance, martial arts and….” He raised his brows. “…acrobatics.” He looked up at the picture and let out a sigh. “Focus, Jyot, focus,” he said to himself and he forced himself to look back at the datapad.

 

“Ok, erm... born in Coronet City, daughter of a theatrical producer, went to school at… blah, blah, blah. Oh.” He paused, looked up at the picture on the screen again. “Aw, what a shame. Glitterstim addict. And so pretty, too.” He shook his head sadly, then read some more. “Anyway, she moved to Coruscant, has a criminal record for a score of drug related crimes and thefts, and then it appears that….” Again he paused. And brightened. “Oh! Looks like this Jewel’s not all bad! Took this one off the streets, got her off the spice and then made her the front woman for infiltrating places that require some form of acrobatics or extreme flexibility.” He looked up at the picture again and grinned. "Wow. I think I'm in love," he commented.

 

“So, that’s the low-down,” he continued, now looking at Alec. “All we have to do now is figure out a place to start looking for them.”

[ForceFightWMe12]

"For Force's sake, it sounds like you guys are watching a porno in here."

 

Ellie wasn't exactly the cleanest on board at the moment - even with her distraction with the telepath woman, she had still been working on modifying her (yes, in her opinion, it was hers now) fighter to fit to her style for several hours now. In the midst of the dismantling, cutting, rewiring, reconfiguring, and rerouting she'd been doing - not to mention the labor of having to take off and replace ship armor as she went - she wasn't quite as...clean...as she had been a few hours prior. Grease stains were on her pants and a few smudges were on her bared arms; the leather gloves she wore, with wrists too big for her own, sported a couple fresh burn marks from the wiring. Her orange jacket was tied loosely around her waist, her matching hair disshelved. She took one glance at the image still up on the viewscreen and rolled her eyes.

 

"Damn I'm good." she muttered sarcastically as she moved to grab a bottle of water that she had left sitting on the counter at the far side of the room earlier. "Can't boys find anything better to do with their time?"

[Quist]

Arelyn crossed her arms and snorted as she leaned up against a bulkhead, staring at the holoprojector images. "You certainly know how to pick them, you two," she remarked at the pair of Corellian men standing in the middle of the room. "At least the bounty is good, even if we don't capture them all. Did Carmen specify if she cared if they were still breathing when we bring them in?"

[starmark2k]

“Carmen always wants her bounties alive.” Alec stated looking at the screen then turning to Arelyn. “Corpses can’t scream.” Carman wasn’t one for killing or having her adversaries killed, if you wronged her she wanted to punish you, if you stole from her she would punish you and then make sure you’d pay her back, after all killing someone who took from you wouldn’t necessary get the thing back.

 

“The Sisters are notoriously hard to find, even if you want to employ them.” The captain informed “The only way to find them is to have them find us.” He grinned.

[Black Knight of Keno]

Jhamrok watched Alec with slight amusement of him acting senior in the group, which he was in the end since the Cathar was merely a passenger for now. Nonetheless he had a strong urge to pitch in on the bounty. As the tall being stood up and stretched with a cat-like groan, he swung his bag over his shoulder and rested his other hand on his belt, near where the blaster hung.

"Even if the sisters would not like to be found, they can be. There are ways" Jhamrok noted before grinning at Alec and tapping his feline nose.

 

"And here I thought we had actually taught you something" Jhamrok noted and walked to the holoprojector and the projected hologram of the Corellian woman. He extended his hand with a grin, sinking it into the hologram and scratching the chin of the woman.

"They don't need to be lured. There's always a pattern and if you can't easily piece one together, there's always a last crime scene where to start the hunt" the cathar told them and purred with a low voice. Raelyn would have gotten a kick out of the thoughts of the Cathar at that precise moment when he purred and Alec knew exactly what that meant: the Cathar was getting in the hunting mood. The next phrase was something Alec had heard before from every single member of the old Scimitar and one that formed the main mentality of being on and being chosen to be one the ship:

"The joy is in the hunt"

[starmark2k]

“If you want to join us on this job we could use the help.” The Captain informed the Cathar. “The Sister are going to be a most difficult prey to bring in.”

 

Alec stood up from the table and looked around at the group. “So we need a plan to first locate the Sisters and then to actually capture them, as Latch has said these Ladies are dangerous, they have a rep for being elusive so it will make both tasks difficult. As they say ‘The female of the Species…’ So ideas anyone?”

[Corinthian]

Kadis leaned forward. Tannis' comment had gotten the proverbial gears spinning.

 

"I don't know much about Bounty Hunting, but I do know how to bluff. Hauling Corusca Gemstones past CorSec requires a good bit of finesse." He grinned. Finally, something besides piloting he could put his hands in. "We go to ground on some wealthy planet. Say, Alderaan. Put out our feelers through the local criminal networks that we're looking for some very, very skilled Jewel Thieves. In the meantime, we scope out the local museums and try to locate some kind of potential target, preferably something that can be measured in millions of credits."

 

He glanced around. Hard to tell what the others were thinking. "We split up the crew at this point. Me, the Captain, Ellie, and Jyot are group one. One of us carries a tracking device. I'll do it, I know ways to hide it. We meet the sisters face to face. Latch, Arelyn, Colin, Raelyn, and...uh, the Cathar are group two. Oh, and they can have Zip too." This plan was worth it just to get Zip out of his face.

 

"If we're lucky, Jewel or one of her compatriots show up with an offer. If she's a good con artist, and I don't doubt she is, she takes part of the money in advance before running of with the jewels for herself. So, we give her half of what she wants in advance, but we demand to see the rest of her group to evaluate them before we give them the rest. Group One goes with Zip, while Group Two follows in an airspeeder. We arrive at whatever hideout they're using. Group one has a nice negotiation while Two moves in and dumps Coma Gas grenades in through the doors. It's knockout gas." Coma gas wasn't exactly well known in the more legitimate circles.

 

"Then, we all wake up later, group one in the Infirmary, and Jewel and her friends in the cells."

 

There were quite a few flaws in the plan, namely, that Jewel would show up at all, that she would take them back to her hideout, that they could pull together enough raw credits to pay half of her fee, and that Jewel wasn't expecting exactly this kind of attack.

[Quist]

"That's quite ambitious," Arelyn said, uncrossing her arms and stalking up to the middle of the room. "It's also risky and a bit impractical from the monetary side. We don't have much money to just throw around like that. We can't borrow it either, because there's no guarantee we'd get it back from the thieves and then we'd be in debt to some Huttish loan shark."

 

She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and tied it with a band from her wrist. "You did have a good thought, though. To get them interested in us, we'll probably have to go through a bit of subterfuge. Before that, however, we need to find out as much as we can about them, without alerting them, of course. If we just start asking around about a bunch of beautiful jewel thieves, word is bound to get to them at some point and they'd be on alert, which isn't what we want.

 

"Alec," she said, addressing the captain, "do you know of any trustworthy information brokers that we might get in contact with?"

[Writer]

Raelyn had intended to say a few things, but it certainly didn't help her concentration to be hearing the slightly more animalistic thoughts of Jhamrok as he submerged deeper into his hunting instinct. She opened her mouth at least six times in attempts to say what she had in mind, but the Cathar's thoughts were frustratingly loud and she kept losing her train of thought.

 

"Wuh..." she attempted, firing off an annoyed glare at Jhamrok. Determined to overpower his thoughts with her own, she pressed on determinedly. "W-uh... wweee, have mmoney, if thaat's... youuur... onleee stick... stick... sticking point..."

 

It was at that moment that Colin decided to make his appearance and he frowned at his sister. "Rae, are you alright?"

 

In response she mumbled a few curses under her breath and departed with just one word. "Mmooney..."

 

Colin stared after her, puzzled for a moment. Then, the light clicked on. "Ah, money!" He nodded. "Captain, back on Bryndar we mentioned that money wasn't an issue. Now that we're on the crew, that still applies. You need money for something, don't hesitate to ask."

 

As an afterthought, he leaned forward to see the viewscreens the crew were looking at... and flushed quite red. "Oh... that was... unexpected..."

[Black Knight of Keno]

Jhamrok stared at the recording intensely while listening to the suggestions. The clear thought of disappointment crossed his mind at the new crew and he silently backed away from the screen. From the corner of his eye he noted a glare from Raelyn, but made nothing of it for the moment. The main thing in his mind about the woman was that the mixed breed lady was somehow deficient in brain cells. Especially after she couldn't even speak right. As Colin spoke, he turned to look at him and grunted.

 

"Money you will need on this mission. Especially with suggestions like the ones you're getting, Alec" Jhamrok said, being rather annoyed of the whole new crew of the ship. As he walked past Colin, his nose took a familiar scent into it and his mind started racing. Not because of the Scimitar's new bounty mission, however, but because he knew the scent well. Frankly, he had trailed the West siblings several months before dropping the case after finding out it was an Imperial deal. The feline hunter wasn't necessarily against the Galactic Empire or it's structure, but it's ideals and policies were something he disapproved of. As for the Rebels, you couldn't call Jhamrok any more a sympathizer towards them than the Emperor.

 

In any case, he stopped after getting the scent and inhaled swiftly a few times as if to gather more of the scent before smirking and moving for the door to the kitchen.

"I'll be around if you need any help, Alec" he noted with a smug smile before moving inside the kitchen area and throwing his bag on the table. Instead of moving to search for something to eat, he sat down and rummaged through his bag, grabbing a chip that had survived from his ship. His eyes glistened as he connected the chip to his holopad and began searching through past bounties. The scent he knew, but the name avoided him, no matter how close to the tip of his tongue it was. A face or a name would be all that was needed for the connection of the scent and a bounty and if it was truly worth continuing a bounty he had dropped.

 

No more than five minutes afterwards did Jhamrok come across the face of Aidan West, reportedly captured and executed by the time he viewed the data. His eyes drew into lines as he pondered the matter, placing the open holo of Aiden on the table for anyone to see. His hairy hand went to his face and scratched his chin as he thought of the matter and how to confirm his suspicions of Aiden being the ship's doc. His nose never made a mistake, he was sure of it.