Carnival (open, Corellia)

[Captain Kara]

Muju rocked back and forth as it made it final descent to the dry patch of land next to a major pedestrian street. They twins had found this beautiful patch of land while seraching for somewhere to land. Devren was at the helm getting ready for the landing sequence. He reached and a hit a few controls to the right of him without looks. Muju's tried arms stretched out, they creaked and groaned as they got into position for landing. Devren hit some commands and it seemed that Muju beeped in response. The ship floated down while the engines adjusted and turned. As Muju landed on the patch of ground, there was almost a sound of relief in the steam being vented.

Devren got up from the pilots chair and proceeded to make his way to the back of the ship, "Sis, I am sure you are quite aware but we landed. I am sure you are going to want to get ready. I mean Muju needs a new left gearbox and we have very little money."

A woman appeared from a open doorway, "Yeah yeah, I know but we didn't get much but maybe someone might buy something. Why don't you get some more people for fortunes?" She asked condescendingly.

He rolled his eyes, "You can't force someone to have their future told."

She pushed past him making her way to the bulk container at the back of the ship that held all the junk, "Yeah, I guess your right and I guess Muju does need that gearbox. We don't want to fall out of the sky or be stuck in the middle of nowhere."

He nodded and made his way to side of the ship gathering his tent and various other things. While Elande organized things, putting bits and bobs here and there. She cleaned a few pieces up, with either spit or rubbing against her pant leg.

She finished organizing her things and opened the sliding door. She stepped out into the bright sunlight and smiled. People walked past were looking at her and she just smiled then she started her speech, "Step right up folks, we have better deals than your gonna find at stores....."

Meanwhile Devren just set up his tent and his chairs and table. He placed a sign outside, signifying his presence as magician, fortuneteller, and mindreader. He made his way back inside his tent waiting for customer.

"Hopefully today", Devren thought, "We make some money."

 

[Remer Ather]

Corellia.

Dark in some places, not in others. Busy and easy-going almost at the same time. Either way he didn't like it. He didn't like anywhere that held so many of the living.

He looked different, so-to-speak. Smoke constantly seemed to seep from his being, as if he had no physical form and was made entirely out of smoke. His eyes glowed beneath the brim of his hat but aside from that there were no real defineable features about him. There rest of him was pure blackness, and of course the smoke.

But the question that always caught him off guard was, was he alive?

It wasn't like The Reminder to take a leisure stroll down the street, as people often eyed him or ran screaming, but he needed something to do while waiting between contracts. Something to entertain himself with, he was afterall, only human.

He chuckled at the thought, only human, yea right.

The Reminder strode towards the outskirts of town, where the streets were slightly less populated, it would lessen the amount of attention that was directed at him. Smoke flowing from him and all.

Clad in his usual wear, a fedora and trench coat, Mister Ather spotted a person with a tent near a patch of land.

"This should make for an amusing pass-time" he said to himself and proceeded to approach them.

 

[Phil]

"GP, how long has it been? Twenty minutes?" Gorrbag asked, sitting on his hoverpad outside the hangar with GP at his side. On his hoverpad was a pot of food for the obese Hutt and a hidden compartment that contained his blaster. However, when danger arose, he always relied on GP to protect him, same with The Reminder, who went to scope the area first.

"Twenty two minutes and twenty seven seconds, Master." GP awnsered in his monotone voice.

"Bah, that's too long. I came here to shop and have a good time, and that's what I damn well am going to do! Come on!" He said, guiding his overpad through the streets and away from the Hangar, GP walking at his side. Lots of activity was going on around here, and it was slightly odd to find an obese hutt with a droid going through the market square.

 

[Captain Kara]

Elande looked at the man walking towards Muju. She looked him over, he was an odd looking character. She shrugged, she really didn't care but he'd be interested in buying something.

Elande shouted over the noise to the Reminder, "You sir are you in need of a slightly used power coil? Or maybe you collect priceless antiques like this old Corellian convertor? If neither of those interest you have a look around? I can certainly help you find something?"

She smiled and pressed a button on the panel on the wall signally that their was a customer to her brother, so they could attack from both fronts.

 

[Remer Ather]

Walking over to the girl he looked her over, slightly bemused. He knew she was trying to sell him different objects but it entertained him to creep people out.

Why did the Hutt want to come here? Of all places.

"Oh I'm sure you can help me find something." He said, his cold voice sending shivers down the spine. His eyes glowed and smoke rose from the depths of his coat.

He never took his eyes off her, and was probably standing a bit too close for comfort. It wasn't as if he was interested in that way, no. He just enjoyed watching people squirm with nervousness. He had long lost the need to delve in the pleasures of the flesh, ever since the scientists had given him this new look.

"Do you have any... idea what it is?"

 

[Phil]

Most traders who spotted the large hutt immediatly figured he was rich and was shopping. Rare, but an oppertunity they could not pass up as they all went to find there best item for sale and started to advertise when the Hutt came into view. Most items did not intrest Gorrbag and ignored them as he reached into his pot and ate what seemed like a handful of some sort of bugs and gobbled them down. He spotted something intresting on one shelf and-

"Master Gorrbag. Reminder ahead, at the end of this road." GP said.

"Hm?" He looked down the road, and spotted his newly hired lackey who was looking around. Shopping? Without telling him?! Not on his watch! Gorrbag guided his hoverpad down the road towards the end of the road, trying to see what was so intresting over here that several people were already gathering around.

 

[Captain Kara]

She smiled and shook her head, "If I knew what you wanted you'd be walking away from here with it and me with money. So sir I most certainly do not know what you want.....maybe you need some entertainment." She stepped back a little, not because of the creepy factor but because being to close to someone always irked her. She opened a box and took out a shiny silver box, "This is a hand-made one of a kind gear-based music box. Yours for only 2,000 creds." She winked though in the back of her mind had no idea what this man wanted.

 

[Remer Ather]

He rolled his eyes, people were such air heads these days. He try not to let it get to him though. But... she hadn't seemed intimidated at all! He must really have been losing his touch, must have been because he was working for that Hutt!

If he had a face one would be able to see that it was twisted with annoyance.

"Then," he said finally, "I do not believe that you can help me. And -no. I do not think I want a music box."

Turning, he saw the Hutt approaching.

Oh great, if the Hutt was even slightly interested in these wares he knew they would be stuck with this -girl- for hours.

How he loathed the day he decided to take this job.

"Your grace." he said, slightly mockingly, but probably not even GP would have picked up on it.

 

[Phil]

"C'mon! Move! Make way!" Gorrbag yelled, trying to squeeze between several people who were in his way of this small stand that was up. After him and GP managed to get a good front row of what was going on. Ignoring Reminder for the moment, giving him a chance to explain himself, he looked around to see what there was avalible. "What are your wares you have?"

 

[Captain Kara]

Elande looked at the slug and grinned. A Hutt, a rich Hutt by the looks of it. Thoughts of swimming in wealth her quickly brushed aside the thought of having to make money first. She approached the Hutt and showed him the music box.

"I am you a man of your obvious refined taste can appreciate something your bodyguard here cannot. This music box is one of kind. It uses an old gear-based system to play the music. The box itself is hand made. You can't find this anywhere else. For you, a fine Hutt like yourself only 1500 creds." She slyly quickly putting the music box on the counter beside her, "If you aren't interested in that I have something you might be interested in."

She made her way over to the box where she got the music box from and pulled a book out. She blew some dust off it and showed it to the Hutt. It was a limited edition copy of the Great Waggor the Hutt's 10001 recipes.

"Any Hutt would be delighted in having this book. I mean if you yourself are a friend of food, this would be the perfect book for you. This copy was annotated and commentated by the Great Waggor himself." She said smiling widely, "Yours for only 5000 creds."

 

[Remer Ather]

He sighed, what was he doing here?

The Reminder usually took jobs that involved making people squirm in agony, watching them squirm in agony as he showed them their insides. When he had took the job for slug he had been given a couple jobs to do so.

But this, this was far beyond ridiculous.

Him, a montrosity to the eyes of mankind, was in a carnival. AND he wasn't slaughtering people.

Smoke rose above The Reminder is obvious frustration. But he decided not to bring it up, at least not for the moment.

"I've checked the area," Mister Ather breathed out, "unfortunately it's safe to say that your insides could be blown out before you, your droid, or this serving wench could say the word, sniper."

Well, they were standing in the open.

"May I suggest moving into the tent." The Reminder mused, at least in there the slug would not be a walking target that could be seen from a thousand miles away.

 

[Phil]

Gorrbag liked both of these fantastic items, and the prices on them were not even outrageous, even for his standards. Payday was at the end of the week, and Reminder's and the others would be expecting there "Payment", and he knew how pissy they were. However, after he sent some Pirates to raid a ship that was worth it's weight in gold, he didn't worry. When he looked back at the tent and a big smile stretched across his face.

"I'll take them both!" He said, several patrons behind him gasping in surprise at the Hutt making such a purchase. "GP? The money?" He commanded, and GP reached into it's side compartment, fiddling through credits until he got the exact amount that was needed out and handed it to his master. Gorrbag lifted it slightly in his hands, then turned to the droid again. "You missed some. Another five hundred is needed." GP, not questioning his master, or even the process of doing it, reached into the pouch and retrieved another five hundred and placed it into his Master's hands.

"I think this should cover it." Gorrbag said, placing the credits on the counter. However, it was not 6,500 like it should be, but 7,000 Credits. The fat fiend-Er, Hutt turned to his border lined sadist and laughed slightly. "You need to loosen up, My friend. I think you would serve better from a distance. Observe the rooftops, make sure no one is trying anything they should be doing."

 

[Captain Kara]

ooc: I will be back next week

 

[Captain Kara]

She laughed then bowed at the Hutt, "Thank you, your greatness. Your generosity is only equal to the stars in the sky." She was being overly flamboyant but it never hurt, most of the time.

Elande looked to the Reminder, "I wouldn't suggest going into the tent unless you want your future told or something similar. My brother runs that tent."

She placed the money in a belt pouch and looked to the crowd, "Feel free to look around. If you can't find something your looking for maybe I can help."

 

[Remer Ather]

The Reminder's eyes narrowed, "Trying to run your own brother out of business?"

He shook his head and turned back to the Hutt, as much as he enjoyed the scene, he had been giving a command. He bowed to the Hutt's words, smoke rising from his being.

"As you wish."

With that, he phased into the floor, dissapearing entirely.

 

[Phil]

"You'll have to forgive Mister Ather, he dosen't know how to loosen up. Now then, what about this fine item here? How much are we talking ab-" Gorrbag started before an explosion down the block erupted, making the Hutt jump in suprise as his hover pad sank slightly. GP turned towards the source of the sound immediatly and took a step foward, scanning the area. Through his scanners, civilians were running as several were cut down ruthlessly by gunfire by masked men armed with pistols and shotguns.

"Master: Armed Sentients in area. Heavily Armed. Suggest evacuation of you immediatly."

The words of the droid also reached the small ear piece that Gorrbag gave to Reminder as Gorrbag reached into his pouch for his blaster. Through the droid's censors, another sentient was seen, one who looked far more intimidating then the others. He was a large man, in the most bizare looking armour anyone has seen, almost as if it was part of his skin. He was a pale man with green armour, with plates of it sticking out from the top of his head. From a distance, he seemed to be ordering the others around, but from this distance, it was hard to tell what he was saying.

 

[Captain Kara]

As the explosion sounded and the people ran in fear, Elande pulled her shotgun from the counter she was standing by. She shook her head. She looked to the hutt there was anger in her eyes, "No one chases away my customers and gets away with it."

Around the corner of the ship came Devren, he looked to his and shook his head, "Sister who interrupts my session?" He looked over to see this group of men. He rolled his eyes, "I'll wait then." He moved slowly into the ship leaning against a wall.

 

[Remer Ather]

He had ended up on a rooftop near the carnval and saw the ruckus unfold in front of him.

"Perfect... just perfect." There was no sigh or exasporation added to the words, he was actually happy to see that the place had gone to hell.

A shot rang out from his modified slug thrower, hitting a speeder near the group of armed men. It caught on fire and blew sky high, killing a couple men and knocking some more unconscious.

Smoke rose from his weapon, how he loved these flaming slugs.

He knew they would return fire on his position and sank immediately into the floor. Leaving nothing but smoke on the rooftop.

 

[Jaqen H'ghar]

"Hehehehaha...beautiful indeed." Came Dementia out of a tent that had been eerily vacant. He smiled as he walked out then took out his hand and shot a blast of force lightening into the tent, flames began leaping up. Apparently there was something quite explosive inside. He picked up a stick and stuck it into the flames then began walking along whistling to himself lighting tent after tent on fire.

It seemed he wasn't part of the attacking party, but that he was just there to cause chaos, the chaos from the attackers had merely been his catalyst if you will. He turned and watched as the fire spread and laughed to himself. "Ah thats better. It was a bit chilly out don't you think?" He said to a man standing next to him staring in horror at what the Lord of Madness had just done, when he didn't answer Dementia frowned.

"Maybe you're sick, lets see shall we?" He said then ripped out his vocal chords...along with the rest of the mans larynx examining them closely he dropped it as the man fell gasping for breath and losing blood. "Nope, seems like you're healthy as a horse."

He began whistling and tossed the flaming stick onto the man and watched the body burn, then turned and began walking along, the flames by now having spread over 60% of the circus.

 

[Phil]

Armed men were sent flying from the explosion, some engulfed in flames while others were a good distance away. Several others saw where the shot rang from and immediatly fired at the roof as they saw someone dissapear from it. Renegade walked among the burnt corpses of both his men and several innocents who were in the way, walking past one man who was severly burnt, but barley alive as he grabbed Renegade's heavy boot.

"Bb....Boss... I've..." He never finished as his jaw shattered when Renegade's boot slammed into his jaw, sending him flying to the speeder's remains. He smiled at the sight of the carnage, the chaos that he has brought, not to mention the bodies and the screaming he heard. In a distance, he saw a tent near a ship, and there of all the things was the fattest Hutt Renegade has ever seen.

"Looks like we found ourselves someone to play with, Boys!" He yelled out, pointing towards the Hutt. "Bring him to me, along with anyone who is seen helping him."

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"GP, grab the goods and get me back to my ship!" Gorrbag yelled, a nervious wreck now as he was getting a bad case of the munchies. GP grabed the items that were purchased by his master and set them onto the hoverpad as it turned in the direction of the hangar. The only problem was a large group of armed men and a menacing looking figure in a distance. Gorrbag took out his blaster and held it between his chubby fingers as he fired off several blaster shots.

GP remained where he stood, his programing kicking in as his white visor suddenly glew red. When one of the men got too close, his right hand stook out, aimed at the thug as several slugs were fired out of it's wrist. "Too close. Turn Back." Was all the gentile, but lethal droid said.