"Bad Eyes" (Ask/invite)

[Thecomicbookbroad]

“I can’t!” Exclaimed the Kiffar and he rose his hands to show his defenselessness.

“I swear! I swear you’ll never get in this way- Even I can’t- it has to be opened from the inside!” Sweat beaded on his brow and a rush of blood colored his cheeks.

“Please don’t kill me!” he begged with a tremor in his voice.

“I didn’t know about the slaves when I took this job!”

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BelleBliar looked up sternly.

"No." She said.

She began to walk in Ares direction with a frown on her pretty face.

She wanted a few answers.

 

[T.J]

"....Slaves?....You better not be lieing mate. Ill spread your last thoughts over the back of that wall if you dont tell me everything you know. Now!" Ares said as he kept his revolver steady.

He almost felt sorry for the Kiffu man, Ares had no want or need to really kill his temporary hostage. He was just blowing smoke to get the information he wanted. Usually just having a gun out and wearing the armor did the job.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

The Kiffar had heard of Ares, he knew the second he laid eyes on the distinctive armor that was the whisper of the underworld he could very well be a dead man by the day’s end.

“The fights!” he whimpered, his eyes on the interrogator but his head pulled back as far as his neck would allow.

“this is the entrance to fights! I can’t get in- only high ups- only personnel!…Oh god I knew this would happen…” he sniveled, wrinkiling his yellow striped nose.

 

[T.J]

" Then tell me another way in! I need to get in there for that Togruta. What is her name?" Instead of just info on the slaves, Ares decided to pump the kiffar on the Togruta before he left. He breifly thought of if the man was lieing to him. It was a possiblility that Ares would be forced to plug the man so he wouldnt warn the Togruta of his presence.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

“Bad Eyes!” The Kiffar stammered.

“Her name is Bad Eyes she runs the thing for a guy named Kartel- I’ve never seen him but he owns the whole operation!”

The Kiffar’s face was overwhelmed and driven to the brink of heart failure from fright.

“They buy Slaves in the Lower market on- tomorrow! They buy them tomorrow in the last row- booth five! They buy them behind in the Cantina called the “Trap Door” I’ve seen it myself!” he assured the bounty hunter with a frantic nod.

“They take the slaves through another way but I’ve never been!”

 

[T.J]

Ares holstered his revolver while he spoke, " I'm puttin my trust in you mate. You cross me. Ill find you." He continued to speak as he turned to leave. Ares was about half up the staircase before turning back and speaking again.

" You better stay on the straight and narrow....Or ill come lookin for a for a different reason. And I wont be so forgiving."

As Ares exited the small staircase and got back up to the main walking area. He pondered on the " Trap Door" Cantina. He had been there before, but hadnt seen or heard of any slaving activity. Then again he really wasnt asking anyone any questions when he last visited. Shot three people actually. He was reluctant to message Shawn again, seeing as he had already changed his orders twice, telling him to come ot him then immediatly after leave with BelleBlair. He was just about to activate his comm unit whe nhe saw a familiar grey skinned twi'lek searching through the crowd.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

The kiffar pulled at his collar and nodded as he made a quick retreat. On one hand he had lived to tell- and exaggerate- of his meeting with the infamous Hunter, Ares-

On the other, he needed a fresh pair of pants.



BelleBlair spotted Ares and came to his side with urgency.

“The Togruta,” She began.

“She got away?” Her Lekku strove to curl in their restraints, bending their muzzles ever so slightly with great strain.

 

[Arm514ve]

Shawn looked down and rufled his hair in annoyance at the twe'liks fastination with danger, and followed her.

Shawn walked up beside BelleBlair, when she walked up to Ares. "Sorry boss, she just kinda came looking on her own so I followed your orders I kept an eye on her."

 

[T.J]

" Dont worry about it Shawn. This Togruta...This Bad Eyes, is connected with what appears to be a large undergorund slave trade. She works for someone called Kartel, but I could not get anymore information regarding him.... I have a location when next we will be able to enter this unerground area, a cantina called the "Trap Door." They'll be doing some selling tomorrow there. We need to be there." Ares said rather quickly as he spoke to the two standing before him. Personally he wanted to just blow the fraking door up that lay behind him. But he would probably just stir a hornets nest of guards and their ilk. He didnt really want to start a massive firefight in a densly populated area.

 

[Arm514ve]

"I see...." Shawn said trailing off in thought. Shawn wasn't paying much attention to the rest of the breifing of what Ares found out.

'can it be the same guy, no way this is to easy to just find them and in such a short amount of time they've grown bigger then I originally thought.....'

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

“Kartel….” BelleBlair mused.

She felt a wave of unease wash upon her. The slave trade- any mention of the dealings made her skin crawl. She felt a deep pity for those in servitude- many had not been as fortunate as she had. While most were sold into labor she was bought into a loving family. She clasped her hands together and looked to the floor. The vision of her mother’s farewell haunted her and she half expected to look up and meet eyes with the elderly Lethan she had shunned so long ago…

“So the Togruta is a Slave trader…That explains the girl last night.- she was escaping.”

 

[T.J]

" We might need to stake out the place. But I wont be able to do so. My armor is to recognizable, and I dont feel like getting a lung punctured again. If they see me anywhere near the Trap Door before thier slave trading is underway, it simply wont happen." Ares said as he looked back towards the now almost non visible staircase.

" Ill come in when you. Shawn. See that they have started...something. Anything out of the ordinary. BelleBlair, You can do what you please. I'm not going to force you to come along if you dont want to. But we might need you to gain entery."

 

[Arm514ve]

"huh...right Trap Door slave trade watch for anything out of the ordinnary." Shawn bumbled out still in thought.

'If I can find bad eyes first then I can get info on kartel and get my old life back....kind of but if Ares gets her first thats it no info. Dam no don't think that way its your job.'

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

BelleBlair looked up at Ares with surprise

“My Help…?” she implored his elaboration

She could guess what he meant but she didn’t like the thought of it.

 

[T.J]

" Uhh yes.... Unfortunently.... We cant just waltz up there with nothing..." Ares had trouble wording his sentence, it was hard to word such a statement. Asking someone to possibly become a slave for a short period was a hard thing to do.

"... Of value to them. You wont even leave with them. I plan on jumping them right when they admit to slaving. After that forcing them to take us to the pits will be easy." Ares felt uneasy asking BelleBlair such a favor. Alot of twi'leks were deeply affected by slavery. Since Ryloth was so open to the idea.

 

[Arm514ve]

Ares words snapped Shawn out of his heavy train of thought, "wait what you can't be serious she’s a civilian if this goes wrong and she dies it's on our hands, and I can't accept you would even think of such a thing we could probably get one of the other hunters to do the charade."

 

[T.J]

" There arent any that will Shawn. You'll be with her the whole time. Im confident you can protect her until things move into full swing. Its not like shes gonna follow us down there......Unless.....You wanna play dress up...." Ares was trying to lighten the mood a little. The stakes were stacked high, alot of things could go wrong, but he was confident that two bounty hunters would be able to protect the twi'lek until she could get out.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

BelleBlair scratched her head, pulling a stiff Lekku to her and thinking.

“….” She bit her lip.

Truth be told she was afraid. Her mind played out a worse case scenario that involved her losing her freedom for good. Slaves made her uneasy, their company filled her with guilt and uncharacteristic anger towards their captors. BelleBlair prided herself on her self discipline but slave traders and owners alike enraged her.

Then again, she thought it might be a chance to finally contribute to her people and do some good- something she had always longed for but lacked the means. She remembered being a child, motherless and put on display for customers who judged and belittled her.

If the bounty hunters could take down anyone responsible for such a vile market she would gladly lay herself on the line.

Her faith in Ares and Shawn made her certain they could handle Bad Eyes- she felt honored to be involved in the task.

“I’ll do it.” she said.

"If you think you have a shot- I'll do what ever is in my power to aid you." she smiled sheepishly.

 

[Arm514ve]

Shawn just sighed seeing as the votes were against him, "Veary well I have my ship parked nearby we can use it as a stageing area, there's also equipment inside, and rooms to rest for tommowo, or if you want I can give us all a lift back to the Jericho."

 

[T.J]

" No, we need to head straight to the trap door in your ship. We have no idea when they actually set up tomorrow. It could be at the crack of dawn for all we know." Ares said as he waited for Shawn to take them to his ship.