A tale ...

[Com Raven]

"Loran. That figures . I once meet him on a par....I mean, someone told me about him ..." Hell, she looked as if she could read his thoughts .This was definitely not good, but maybe they could just go about their business and part !

" I am looking for one Gol'Tar Darklighter, who is said to be frequenting that Cantine. Look like did business the wrong way, and that's something most Hutts don't like .

So, you wanna help me ? You could also tell me about your past, figure it'll be interesting. Maybe at least a tale that doesn't get you flushing red ..."

[Juztyn]

Just as Devin finished his sentance, and man stepped into the mouth of the alleyway, blocking the light. Hahna and Devin both turned to see who it was, and Hahna noticed Devin take a step back. The man was dressed in upper-scale clothing, but the blaster in his hand didn't hide anything about his reason for being here.

 

"I hear you've been looking for me, Mr. Raven." The man said. It clicked in Hahna's mind that this was probably the Gol'Tar Darklighter Devin had been looking for. "I don't like being hunting by a fellow upper-classmen, boy." Gol'Tar pointed his heavy blaster at Devin.

 

Devin looked surprised. "I didn't know you had the guts to do this, Darklighter," he said.

 

"I don't know about my guts, Hunter, but we're about to get a glimpe of yours." His finger tighened on the trigger.

 

Hahna raised her arm; her small holdout pistol dropped neatly into her hand, and before Darklighter could react, she snapped off a shot, missing wide. Gol'Tar ducked back behind a barrel as Hahna fired again, scorching the wall near her target. Gol'Tar began calling out, probably for reinforcements. Hahna hear scrambling near the mouth of the alley.

 

"Let's get out of here, Devin!" she shouted. He nodded, and firing once more at the barrel Gol'Tar was cowering behind, Hahna turned and sprinted down the alleyway, out into the street behind the bar, and through the streets of Mos Eisley. When she was certain they'd gotten away, she turned to Devin, who was breathing heavily.

 

"C'mon, Devin. We have to find someplace safer. Your accomidations are probably watched, but they won't know who I am, yet." She offered.

 

(ooc: Com, you can have the next big blasterfight scene )

[Com Raven]

"You see, that's what I said, people react very direct towards me .

Ah well, I suppose he was looking for you ..."

Was that a little smile playing around her lips ? Looks like they had to work toghether a bit, so getting rid of the tension should enhance their abilities greatly .

"Well, no matter , just go ahed, i'll check ur six . "

Why did she look at him like that ?Had he forgotten anything ? Oh, yeah, that one thing : " Well, thanks, I suppose .You know, I am not used to having a reason to say that often ..."

[Wraith 8]

*While Garik and his crew were packing everything to get out of Mos Eisly. when they heard some blaster fire somewhere outside. now it wasnt that special when you heard that in a big city like this... but this shot seemed to come close to the Cantina he just was.*

 

Im going to take a look out there. You just finish everything up so that we can get out of here.

 

*said Garik to his crew. they all nodded and went to work again. Garik walked outside the hangar and went to the end of the alley and turned right to the cantina. he saw some people running off into other alley's. there were some big scarring on the side of the cantina. looked like blaster fire. he went on looking. and then he saw Gol'tar standing at the beginning of an alley. and he looked at him. He pointed his blaster at Garik and fired. Garik dropped to the sand and Gol'tar's blast went wide. he got on his feet and ran away. Gol'tar screemed at him.*

"You wont make fun of me now Loran. You will never Betray me to someone else. Get him too guys"

*Garik ran away into another alley and a couple more. when he bumped into the bounty hunter and the woman Ton described. they were hiding from a couple of blasts. when the woman pointed her blaster at him. Garik looked at her with almost no fear in his eyes. Just the expression:"This is not my day"*

[Juztyn]

Hahna stared at the man who'd dragged Gol'tar back onto their trail with disgust. "Didn't we just leave this party?" She asked.

 

The man, who Hahna suddenly realized was the man she'd seen chatting with Booster ealier, Garik Loran, shrugged.

 

Devin, beside her, now sporting his own blaster, sighed. Hahna looked over at him, oddly, then fired over a wooden crate at the human, Gol'tar. "C'mon, let's get out of here. We'll go to my apartment." She motioned to Loran with her blaster, "You're coming with us."

 

With that, she lept out of cover, splattering blaster shots along the wall in front of which Gol'tar stood, sending him ducking madly close to the ground, and ran, with Garik and Devin hot on her tail.

 

Once again, she led them through the streets and backalleys, until they came to a seedier section of town. She led them up some narrow stairs and through a creeking dry wooden door into a dark room. She fumbled around in the darkness until she found a switch, and flicked it. Dim light filled the room, sending many of the shadows into retreat. Hahna motioned for them to sit on a cloth covered crate and she herself plopped down in an old pilot's ejector seat that was covered in a layer of dust.

 

Loran opened his mouth to say something, then shut it. Devin just stared at her peculiarly.

 

"Well?" she asked.

[Com Raven]

"Lovely apartment, I have to say. Maybe not exactly what you are used to", he grinned at Loran, "but still, lovely.

 

So, what's the plan now? And why did we drag him along with us ? I mean, I don't know what he did since his "death", butI doubt he'll be of much us "

 

He was sudeenly interupted by some running feet in the alley below . Drawing his blaster, he carefully walked to the door.

 

"How safe are we here? Many people know you're here ? "

[Wraith 8]

Garik looks around. he wanted to say something in i his defence. but he didnt. it would not have been a good idea.

he thought about the situation.

first: Gol'tar and his goon squad were after him, beause he was afraid i would betray him.

second: the bounty hunter doesnt trust him.

third: the woman took him along.... now there must be a reason for that.

fourth: he was a respected trader. and they were all... well dirty .

 

he added all possibilities...... they had one thing in common: Gol'tar wants us all dead.

 

Euh... mat I ask something?? This Nerfherder wants us all dead. I wa getting out of this place. and was off to Sluis Van for upgrades for my YT-2400. You want him dead. He pointed to the bounty hunter. You want to help him. he pointed to the woman.

If you want. i can get you 2 out of here. but only if you want. like i said. my next stop is Sluis Van.

[Com Raven]

"Uhm, it's not that I want anybody's help, all funny circumstances ....

 

But how about we see to this "nerfherder's" death, and then go to Sluis Van ...

 

Or part o course ...?

[Juztyn]

Hahna watched Garik and Devin converse. She could have been wrong, but the sounded as if they knew eachother. Hahna filed the theory away in the back of her mind and got back to the matter at hand. She interupted Garik as he was about to reply to Devin, "Not many people know who I am, let alone where I live," she said, answering Devin's original question. "But until we get rid of that friend of yours - Gol'tar, I mean - it's as safe as we're going to get."

 

She stood, and paced around thoughtfully, glancing over at Devin occationally. Both him and Garik sat looked at her expectantly, and she realized that they were waiting for her to break the tie between running and fighting.

 

"I was never the one to run away from problems," she half-lied. "Let's take care of Gol'tar here and now." She sat back down and stared at Devin thoughtfully. "We just need to figure out how we're going to do it..."

[Com Raven]

"I suppose we need some bigger stuff than this", he looked at their blasters, "if he's got all those thugs around.

 

I got some rifles in my room in the hotel, so if you can get us there.

 

And I suppose Garik here can tell us how to get this guy at his vulnerable spot ..."

 

He looked at Loran, waiting if he would prove useful ..

[Wraith 8]

*garik watched Devin. than at the woman.*

 

well this guy is more greedy than he is smart. i mean.. would you go after some people in the middle of the street bounty hunter??

 

*Garik said it with a mocking smile. he knew Devin hated that.

he looked at the woman.*

 

well my crew is packed and ready. we deleted all files of ever contacting this laserbrain. but i may be able to contact my crew and let them take some action against Gol'tar. do you know how many of the idiot sqaud is out there?? did you get a good look??

Well what i know about him.. that he is wealthy and did some goog business around these parts. But then he began to run some spice of Kessel for the Hutt's. I never knew he betrayed them. i have seen his house.. and it is not well gaurded. maybe we could get some one in there and take him out from there. and about his band of brainless wonders. i dont know... my crew may get some of them... but not all.

 

*Garik looked at Devin. and then at the woman. they were thinking.*

[Juztyn]

Hahna looked at the two men thoughtfully, her eyes always coming back to Devin. She stared into his eyes, and he staed back. "Devin and I will head to his place to retrieve some heavier weapons." She said slowly. "We'll have to be careful, it could be watched."

 

She turned to Loran. "You, on the other hand, should gather up your crew and be ready to back us up." She looked at her watch, which showed the time to be just past lunch, "We'll meet at Wuher's Cantina an hour after sunset. Come to the backdoor and knock three times."

 

Loran nodded, and with his ****y grin that made Hahna want to beat his pretty face senseless, he left.

 

Hahna turned back to Devin, "Looks like we've got a bit of time to kill, Devin. But, nevertheless, we should secure those rifles from your place first, then decide what to do after."

 

She opened the door, harsh Tatooine sun intruded upon the shadowy dimness, causing them both to blink. Devin brushed past Hahna quickly, and she smiled, following him back out into the streets.

[Com Raven]

"Your the tourist guide, I suppose, so show me some of Mos Eisley's uhmm, less favorable alleys. If there's anything favorable in this dirthole..."

Realizing what he had said, he took a quick look over his shoulder, smiling at Hahna :" Except you and your apartment of course..."

He stopped at the next corner.

 

"Hmm, I thought about Loran. If Gol'tar's house is a bit off-beat, why not take his freighter for a little raid ?

The authorities here shouldn't care much...."

[Wraith 8]

*Garik walked back to the hangar. he looked everywhere... because those blaster guys could still be out there.*

 

*He came to the hangar and there were a lot of blaster bolts every where.... this did not look good. He ran iside to look and foun taht there were 6 stormtroopers walking around the ship. he saw Dia walk down the ramp taking to an imperial officer. she had a wound on her arm and the ship was full with black marks. he walked toward the ship and Dia. she looked up.*

 

Dia:

GARIK!!

 

*She ran toward him and hugged him. the imperial officer looked from a distance and put on a little smile.

he came toward him and Dia.*

 

Imperial officer:

So mister Loran. where have you been? your ship was attacked by a band of mercaneries. your crew would be killed if my troops werent near here.

 

Garik:

Is anyone hurt? euh.. sorry... Thank you lieutenant. i owe you a drink.

 

Dia:

Well Kell got hurt. he is in bed ... he will be okay i got hurt when i fell. Other than that, nothing. The ship has a strong Hull.. ill tell you that. The lieutenant helped us out. we were attacked by 20 men.. we were able to kill 6 when the lieutenant arrived.

 

lieutenant:

Sign this and we will be on our way. thanks for the drink offer but i will decline.

 

*The lieutenant walked off. Garik looked at Dia. and said:*

 

Garik:

We have some serious trouble... come on lets talk inside.

[Juztyn]

(ooc: I'm not sure I follow you, Com. Take who's freighter and raid who? The paragraph isn't very clear :\ )

[Com Raven]

(Take Loran's freighter for a little ride to Gol'tar's house for s few strafing run (if it is a bit outside in the desert....)

[Wraith 8]

(he wants to take my freighter out for some attack on Gol'tars house)

[Juztyn]

(okay, thanks )

 

Hahna smiled and refrained from blushing at Devin's compliment. His ladykilling skills were pretty sharp, but she was sure she could resist them as long as she wanted to.

 

Devin offered the plan of taking Loran's freighter for a run on Gol'tar's residence.

 

Hahna thought for a few moments. "It's a possibility," she closed her eyes for a second, concentrating, "But I don't want to be caught dead in a ship if he has some sort of ground to air based defense." She looked at Devin, his brown hair formed a mop on top of his sweat drenched face, and she imagined she didn't look any better. "We should scout out the place, first. If it's really that far our, we should be able to find a cheap landspeeder to rent."

 

"Or steal," she thought darkly to herself.

 

"Either way," she said, "We need to get those blaster rifles from your place. Lead the way, Devin."

[Wraith 8]

*after Garik explained it all to his crew they stared at him.*

 

Ton:

So we got shot up for knowing the guy?

 

Dia:

Isnt it dangerous. I mean, you dont know them. they kidnapped you remember?

 

*Garik got a little startled by the word 'kidnapped'. but he easaly got his face straightend. he looked at both of them.*

 

Garik:

Yes we got shot at for knowing the poor *******. now he will come after us until we are dead. he got a lot of contacts around the galaxie... and i dont think he will stop when we just run.

Now the people i spoke to will get some more weapons and then we go after Gol'tar himself.

 

Myn:

euh... couldn't we just take off ... go to his house and blast it to the ground? just a thought!

 

*Garik looked over the man with injury. he had a point... but..*

 

Garik:

well we dont know how well his defences are around his house. and i dont think the Empire are gonna let us go after we nailed his house down.. unless we leaved immediatly after we did so.

I think you better get ready for this.

Dia? You come with me.

Ton? you go to Wuher's cantina and stay there to keep an eye out for trouble. take some credits.

Myn? you stay here. i want you to close everything up. and stay on the defensive. keep the automated gun open, but bot on. and you stay here ok?

Now lets get going.

 

*Garik picks up his comlink and tries to reach Devin on it. he liked to talk abou that idea Myn had about Gol'tars house.*

[Com Raven]

He led Hahna trough some of the darkest, dirtiest alleys he could find, all the while heading for the Mos eisley Imperial, the town's best , and as far as he knew only hotel.

They used the backdoor, quickly walking up to his "suite". At least that's what it was called.

 

As they got closer, he was greeted by the sound of a comlink.

"Cover me", he whispered to his companion as he carefully sneaked closer.

In a sudden, fluid movement, he kicked in the door and sommersaulted into the room, where he was greeted by the sight of his comlink laying on his bed, exactly in the same spot where he had forgotten it this same morning.

 

"Ah, hell, damn thingy, you...

Ah well, the blasters are over there in the crate"

He waved Hahna over to it, while grabbing his comlink.

 

"Yeah, who's there ???"

[Juztyn]

Hahna was surprised when Devin's path lead them to the Imperial. Hahna had been to it before, of course, both in legit dealings and more shady ones, but she'd never really had the time to take a good look at it.

 

In a sea of dust and more dust, the Mos Eisley Imperial was a jewel. It was the first place she'd seen on Tatooine with an actual running water fountain. It was incased in glass, however, to prevent evaporation, but the effect was spectacular nevertheless. Hahna looked across the room and gave Devin an evaluating look, while he was talking on his comlink with the mysterious caller. How was it that this man, who had taken a job as a Bounty Hunter, was able to afford such lavish accomidations.

 

She shook her head to clear her thoughts, dusted herself off, then looked around for the crate Devin had mentioned. She saw it sitting in the corner, near a thick glass window framed by some expensive looking wood - an amazing accomplishment on a world such as Tatooine. She walked over to the crate, try to guess it's origins, but it had no markings. Prying off the lid, she reached inside and grabbed the first thing her hand encountered.

 

It was not, as she'd expected, a heavy blaster rifle. Instead, she'd pulled out a spheroid device which she recognized immediately as a thermal detonator, a very high yield one. A grenade such as it could put a very large hole in a very large wall. She placed it on the windowsill and pulled a heavy blaster out of the crate. She cradled it's length in her hands, and tested it's site against a target in the distance out the window. It was a good design, with a very accurate muzzle. Hahna was impressed.

 

She looked over at Devin, who was still conversing with someone on the comlink. She brushed passed him, interupting his discussion momentarily. Gesturing to the bathroom, she whispered, "I'm going to get get cleaned up.. be out in a few minutes," and walked through the door, leaving Devin alone on his comlink.

 

(ooc: k, I got a little carried away.. sorry about the length.)

[Wraith 8]

*Garik was still on the comlink with Devin. he heard the woman in the background. but he ignored her.*

 

So if we just take my ship and blow his house away, we should be able to get him of our back. But i dont know how big his defenses are. ill try to look into it with my crew.

 

*Devin on the other end let go a Sigh. Garik wondered if he was bored.*

[Com Raven]

" See, how about we, I mean Hahna and me go there, check the defences, and as soon as I give you the go, you bomb this house all the way to Coru....Corellia.....

 

Is there anything else that I should know off, because I have more important tasks to take care it seems......."

[Wraith 8]

Oh nothing.... only that my ship got shot at by a couple of mercaneries... and one of my crew is hurt. Other than that... nothing.

 

*He agreed to Devin's plan and walked to the busy crew of his.*

 

Ok guys.. change of plans... we stay right here... but we need to get out as soon as the word gets in. when it does. we are going to waste Gol'tars house.

ok.. here it is. Myn... can you and Ton do some minor repairs made by the Mercaneries. They agreed. they were already busy.

Dia? contact flight control and ask them if we can leave t any time.. we dont know when... just say that we want to as soon as we can. when you are done... help Ton and Myn.

I will get everything out of the hangar. and get some suplies.

 

*They all nodded and went to work.*

[Com Raven]

" Hahna, I talked to Loran. He agreed to make a bombing run on the house if we can get rid of any ground defenses.

 

But I suppose that work is best done at night......."