No Leads (Open)

[Jedi man]

"This is my first mission, the only information I know is that people were dissapearing around this cantina. I, suppose they're slavers,but I know no more than that." Refel quikly added,"and thanks."

 

[Imperator]

Before she got a chance to respond to Refel a single chirp came from a pocket in her robe. Pulling a comlink from her pocket she listened silently for a few moments. Putting it back into he rpocket she turned fully to Refel. "I must leave now," with a simple response she swiftly walked past Refel and headed down the road. "Also, remember to trust in your own competence instead of doubting yourself."

 

[Jedi man]

Refel watched the Jedi leave and turned to the man who had attacked him,"Hope I don't see you again." He said before walkinig over to inspect the dead bodies. One had a datapad and he shoved it in his pocket before leaving the way he had come.

 

[Tsar Fire]

The woman strode into the hideout of the slavers and glared at the man sitting arrogantly in the center of the room. She snapped angrily. "Those idiots you claim to lead just got themselves killed by Jedi. I hope they weren't carrying any incriminating data."

The man looked up in surprise, his typical arrogance momentarily overcome by a flash of fear. "Jedi? Impossible, what would they be doing here?"

"Does it matter why they are here? They've gotten wind of what you are doing. I'm going to make sure that there is nothing left in this hideout that could connect you to the Zetga family. You are going to make sure none of your men draw the connection either, am I clear?"

The man nodded, still shocked, and stammered. "The two... had a datapad with some data that could be incriminating for all of this group, and shows connections to the first of the corporations that we sell to."

The Woman swore, and twitched impatiently. Finally she said. "I'll deal with it, you just get anything dangerous off planet, and relocate to a different place in the city, am I clear?"

The man nodded, his complexion pale.

 

[Niner]

Temis looked at the Jedi, "I don't think so Jedi. That datapad is mine. I killed him, if you don't give it to me, you certainly will see me again. If your trying to take down this slavers ring, you'll need my help. I need some more practice to keep me limber anyways. So what do you say? You need me more then you realize Jedi." Temis spat out the last word like it left a bad taste in his mouth.

 

[Jedi man]

Refel might not care for this guy and he probbably did need his help, but he wasn't exactly sent to take down this big slavers ring,"Alright, but how about we just free some slaves, you can fight rest of this slaving ring." Refel put his hand out to shake.

 

[Tsar Fire]

The woman had gotten back up to the level of the cantina when there was a single beep from the comlink, and a line of text appeared on the screen of the datapad she was holding. Moved into new hideout, will continue from there.

She smirked. Fools. Now that they had left the old hideout, she would have plenty of time to purge the zetga name from the site, and since they had deleted the zetga name from their files, there would be no incriminating evidence, so long as none of them escaped the jedi alive. She just had to get that datapad...

With a smile, she walked out onto the open street. Service to the zetga family was never dull....

 

[Tsar Fire]

The woman paused by the alleyway behind the bar, as if just spotting the carnage for the first time, and raised a silver eyebrow. Now... to begin moving the pawns...

 

[Tsar Fire]

The woman strolled into the alleyway, smiling disarmingly at the two men. She remarked, in an offhand way. "Seems you had a spot of bother back here."

Holding up a badge indentifying her as an undercover agent for the local police, she motioned towards the corpses. "Mind if I take a look?"