The Desilijic's literal fall from power

[Eccles]

Vesper had changed Kal, although he was unsure whether it was for the better. She had paid him the fifty thousands credits to let her life and he gave Talia her fair share, but by the time he and Vesper were on Quesh and stepping into the Catscratch Kal wasn't really interesting in fighting the Exchange anymore. Instead, he decided to fight for them.

Sitting in live-music cantina on Nar Shaddaa he was drinking his usual concoctions of Bantha milk with glitterdust, [surl=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d85tijy0pBs]listening to the blue Twi'lek sing[/surl], and staring at his datapad as if it was his own obituary. In many ways it could likely end up to be..

A palace located on Nar Shadda that is owned by the family of the Desilijics. The palace is not owned by Keddo alone, but rather a konglomerate for all of the primary members of the family giving each of them rooms in the palace. The Palace has around 80 rooms with a dining hall, multiple kitchens, center room, where most of the guests will reside, and several other rooms for a multitude of purposes. The Palace is estimated to be worth 10 million credits. Nar Shadda Palace is truly a jewel on the planet of Nar Shadda and flies high in the sky asserting its dominance over the crime-ridden under cities below. The Palace also holds many different kinds of vehicles for the Hutts and goons in the palace.

Vesper had told him to blow it up and through Exchange contacts here on Nar Shaddaa had already been able to put a few crates of high-end explosives on the Catscratch. Apparently, blowing up the Desilijic Palace was a message the Exchange was very eager to send. Most of the Hutt family was present, after all, and the explosion would most likely wipe out most of the Desilijic Hutts and greatly diminish the chances of their criminal enterprise surviving after the death of [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/keddo-desilijic-koragga.71345/]Keddo Desilijic Koragga[/surl]. Even Hutts needed an heir, after all, despite there being less and less to inherit. "Ugh-" Kal gulped down his glass of Bantha milk, "-who am I, Turncoat Jon?" He referenced the [surl=http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/menderling-smollet.64381/]infamous pirate[/surl] that had blown up the Great Pyramid of Korriban just a decade ago, convinced to do so by a woman with a bag full of credits. Kal saw the similarities and he was fearful that he, like the pirate, would end up going mad and openly challenge the Empire. While Turncoat Jon's fate is unknown, him going undefeated in space combat, Kal did not enjoy the prospect of following in the man's footsteps. "I've flown with the Turrncoat," a voice interrupted Kal's line of thought and a Cathar moved to sit with him in his booth, "-crazier than any Sith I've ever encountered-" he grinned, showing tooth made from a Kyber crystal, "-but I can't say I encountered many Sith."

The white and grey-furred Cathar extended a hand, "Ji'hasta Tumi." He grinned again, wider this time, "I'd say the Diva took my name upon our marriage-" the grin faded and he lifted his own glass of spiced bantha milk, "-but she never did have an eye for me. Alas, the shared surname is a coincidence."

Kal wasn't entirely sure what was happening and stared at the Cathar until the latter extended his hand, which he accepted, 'Kal." If this guy was a bounty hunter he wasn't going to reveal his last name even if his life depended on it.. which it did considering the Black Maw Gang bounty on his namesake. "So you knew Turncoat Jon?"

The Cathar shrugged, "Knew many people back in the day, including the former owner of that ship you flew into." He extended backwards and let his neck rest on the couch as he looked up at the ceiling, "Aah, the golden days of the Bounty Hunter's Guild. Now listen-" he snapped back upright and looked at Kal with mischievous eyes, "-Vesper told me about the bombs and I want in." He pulled his datapad from his jacket pocket, punched in a few buttons and then held it in Kal's face..

Name: Members of the Desilijic Crime Family
Wanted: Dead
Bounty: 10,000 Credits
Contractor: Exchange (NPC)
Wanted for: Working for Keddo Desilijic Koragga (PC)

• Expected to be armed and dangerous
• Found near the Desilijic Nar Shaddaa Casino
• Found near the Keddo's Nal Hutta Arena
• Found at slaving and spice deals across the mid/outer rim.

"Lot of credits to be made considering that's an eighty room palace you intent to blow up." Kriff, as if Kal really needed the reminder that he was tasked to kill over a hundred sentients tonight, let alone that most of the were probably slaves and thus innocent of any crime. [surl=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EddjOiFcp9Y]The blue Twi'lek singer changed her tune[/surl] and Ji'hasta crossed over to the booth next to them, "You guys seem capable, mind claiming a plethora of bounties in a single night?"

@Relent @Valen Pelora @Loco @Deviant @Arclight
OOC: Get those characters posted boys!

 

[210yeti]

Masada sat in the booth using his recently acquired credits to treat himself to some form of luxury. His head shot up as the man spoke to him, food dangling from his chin. The man spoke of claiming many bounties in a single night which intrigued the Tusken. "Say what?" Masada asked as hewiped his face with his sleeve.

Gesturing for the man to sit, Masada readjusted himself to get a better look at the newcomer. "You came to the right table. Whats the job?" He growled as chewed on another piece of meat. The meat was tender but all in all bland and needed sauce but Masada wasn't used to these things and just chowed down on the 'local delicacies'.

 

[TWD26]

Muse
The Gangster's Waltz
​

"Attention all passengers, we have arrived at Spaceport Terranis, please exit the shuttle safely and neatly."

The doors to the large star shuttle swooshed up, causing the passengers and Kal to cram through the tiny doors like a series of worker insects off to scavenge the jungles of Yavin IV. There was a strange sensation, the sounds of the various languages being spoke in the vicinity blended together to create a familiar tune to the man's hearing aides. The various neon lights and adverts that bounced throughout the walls and sky created an atmosphere that Kal had not felt or witnessed in nearly five years. Had it really been that long?

Kal limped along the walkway, a cigarra loosely hanging from his bottom lip, as smoke slowly trailed off the tip. His face was lethargic and held an almost bored expression-his cybernetic eye scanning across the walkway for someone in particular. As he made his way across the platform and towards a small convenience shop, a familiar voice broke out from the shadow. "I thought you died back on Ziost with the rest of those fools," the voice had a distinct outer rim rhyme to it, but also that of a viper or snake. Out from the shadows appeared a cunning Twi'lek, "I suppose you really did go through Mustafar and back, you look like hell."

Kal moved closer, his hands still in the pockets of his trench coat. His lone eye narrowing as he focused in on the alien, "Your gang is crumbling from the top, the Desilijic's are falling and with them you'll go as well."

There was a slight hiss from the Twi'lek's lips as he revealed his fangs, "You mean your gang as well...Don't you think..." He approached Kal, placing his blaster firmly into the Cestian's gut. Kal's eyes blinked for a few moments as he watched his former gang member for a few moments.

In a blink of a few seconds, Kal's good leg pushed up, his knee cracking into the alien's arm, sending his blaster scattering against the walkway. He quickly flung his hands out of his pockets and blocked the incoming punch by grabbing the Twi'lek's pale hands. Using the power he could muster he rushed the gangster back, causing him to back paddle into the shadows--Kal then set a kick into the alien's stomach, causing him to crash to the platform.

"Even with that bum left leg, you can still move pretty quickly, but let's not start a scene now shall we?"

Kal gripped the Twi'lek by the collar, "You know why I'm here...so tell me what I want," his teeth gritted in anger.

The Twi'lek's eyes darted back and forth, "If it's that woman...she's still there, married to some minor crime boss or something," he paused, "A smart guy like you has to know that a lot of people have their eyes on that palace, you really going to get yourself killed over some nobody woman who ain't worth a womp rat's of time..."

Kal released the twi'lek, kicking him in the side of his ribs, "I'm not going there to die..."

The twi'lek sat up, rubbing his side, "If what they say is coming really comes, and you're around, those Hutts that do survive are going to want your head on a silver platter...and don't think we won't come after you..."

Kal let out a slight chuckle as he backed out of the shadow, "I wouldn't expect anything less, I'll see you around." He threw his hand up into a slight dismissive wave and set off towards the infamous palace.

 

[EmilyHuene]

[Beebox3=80%]

Club Vertica Casino
~Nar Shadaa~​

A lift door opens up with a whoosh. Three pairs of boots stroll out from the elevator and onto the platform of the Vertica Casino. Waiting for them was a luxury CZ-MT01 Luxury Transport specifically tailored to big wigs of corporations and crime families. More specifically, this one belonged to the Shadow Syndicate. The owner's name was Caiden Vex and he was the first of the three leaving headquarters. Behind him were his two most trusted gals: Alexis Vor (@Phantom ) and Mazikeen Vex (@Namira Heart ). Caiden trusted these two more than anyone else in his life. Alexis, his head of security, was literally given a job to protect him. Then Mazikeen, his personal house slave, was there to do his bidding in whatever way he wished. Today they'd be accompanying him on a mission that would assist the Syndicate ten fold. Today, they would bring down the Hutts.

Like he usually dressed when going on missions, Caiden was ready for combat. He wore black leather fit with knife-blocking fiberweave for protection. The shirts of his top were designed in the same way as robes and resembled a sort of attire a Force-user would wear, though the dark colors made him seem much more like a Sith. But Caiden never used the Force nor did he carry lightsabers so no one really knew if he was Force-sensitive or not. Over the black robes he wore a black vest that trailed down to his thighs to protect everything from his neck down to his legs. Over his torso he then carried two main straps that held his weapons and effects. Most specifically it carried Caiden's main weapon: his compound bow which collapsed when not in use and then a quiver of arrows to supply it. That strap went around his shoulder where the other was around his waist. The second strap held typical pouches one might find on a rogue with some other knives strapped to it. There was even a grappling hook should he encounter a situation he needed to escape or scale a wall.

Caiden stepped onto the cruiser and lowered his hood now that they were out of sight. Although there were some within the Syndicate who'd seen him in his fighting gear, he didn't want the general public to know the CEO of the Vertica Casino was running off into the night dressed as some dark archer. Once inside he would set down his bow -quiver too- and head to the cockpit where Mazikeen knew to take the wheel, so to speak. Unless Alexis desired to fly then she was more than welcome. Either way, Caiden took the co-pilot seat and began firing up the engines. He wanted to leave as soon as possible. It was likely there was already a scene going on as bounty hunters from all over the verse rushed to Nar Shadaa to get a share of the credits.

- Syndicate Crime Lord - Caiden Vex -​

[/BEEBOX3]

 

[Phantom]

Alexis walked behind Caiden, keeping her eyes straight as their entourage drew unwanted attention from patrons. She was excited for this mission, she could finally bring the Hutts down with this last push, though it would probably warrant a bounty put on her head should anyone find out that it was her who helped bring them down. She was sporting her new armor worked well from what she had tested with Caiden earlier. On her left wrist, was a gauntlet that held a retractable blade bade of lightsaber-resistant material. On her right, was a DS-23 Gauntlet blaster. She had twin blasters on her hips, and several knives along her belt, and a pair of batons on her thigh.

Alexis moved into the transport, pulling down her hood and letting her fiery locks flow down her back. She didn't really think that she would be getting into much hand-to-hand combat, seeing as she still has injuries from the attack last week. She moved up to sit behind the bridge and looked out over Mazikeen and Caiden's shoulders, "What's the ETA?"

 

[Namira Heart]

Mazikeen was armed tooth and nail with throwing knives strapped to her thighs. They were hidden under her skirt which was floor length but had splits up the sides to access her weoponry. She had a pistol strapped to her hip, the only weoponry visible by others. Maz knew she most likely wouldn't be in combat lest Caiden needed her and she would be watching and waiting for that time if it came. As they walked through the casino an elegantly dressed individual noticed the battle dressed boss with his party and she followed up behind them. She knew them and wanted to join to see whatever graceful act they were putting on. That bow of Caiden always promised a good show. She followed them onto the transport keeping quiet. Maz took the to the piloting. As the engins started she eased the cruiser up and forward putting them on route to their destination. That was when Emisara chose to speak, "So what is the show tonight?"

 

[Logan]

The music so far had been absolutely terrible. For whatever reason, Kholvar couldn't stand the lyrical stylings of Twi'lekki girls who weren't the shade of pink he coveted the most. It was almost as if whatever genetic marker that changed Twi'lekki skin also controlled.. anything likable about them at all. He sat in a booth alone, his breath leaving his mouth in short, annoyed sighs and accompanied by generous eye rolls. Nar Shaddaa was a shit hole and it always had been, but it was also the easiest place to score new slave shipments and catch a cheap drink while you waited. He supposed listening to ear grating music was a small price to pay for that.

He'd been there for several hours already, awaiting a prudent holonet message to come through on his datapad. A wire of money to his account that would cover the shipment he was here to retrieve, but for whatever reason things were running.. very slowly. Under normal circumstances Kholvar'd have already left but this particular shipment was important to him and he would leave no one else responsibly for its retrieval. Oh well, just another excuse to drown himself in drink and smoke enough cigars to kill an average sized human.

His crystal blue eye had been scanning the area the entire time he'd been there, Kholvar always wanting to be prepared for whatever could occur. And knowing Nar Shaddaa, that could be pretty much anything at any time. Kholvar was a slaver and made no attempt to hide his identity from others. There were people on this planet who knew him because he had taken their children away from them. Trading drugs or money to junkies for their kids was one of the easiest and cheapest ways to get new slaves. Fools.

Just as he was bringing his glass up to take another swig, Kholvar's sensitive ears perked and swiveled on his head as they caught wind of a rather interesting conversation. The words "bounty" and "credits" was pretty much all he needed to hear to get up from his table and approach two strangers. (@Ecclessey) A smile that revealed his dagger-like teeth spread across Kholvar's face as he approached, probably making him appear more predatory than inviting. He sat down without asking and took out another cigar, lighting it with the quick scratch of a match on his armor.

"Eighty rooms, huh?" He asked, smoke billowing from his mouth and nostrils like the engine of an ancient steam speeder. Both of his eyes were trained onto Kal, the predatory smile still lingering. "Sounds like you could use some real muscle. If you have the credits, you can have me." Kholvar made no attempt to sell himself otherwise. He figured if his visage, visible armament, and the air of death that undoubtedly surrounded him would be enough. If it wasn't, well, their loss. "Hutts move into my business too often, my margins would be much more profitable with a major family put into the dirt. Give me twenty percent of the total take and you can have whatever else we find or gain."

At the end of the day for Kholvar this was less about upfront money and more about long term business. By removing one of his biggest competitors, Kholvar's slave trade would only blossom even more than it already had. The areas around Hutt space were untapped wells for him. The very idea was almost enough to make him salivate.

"Deal?"

 

[Richie B.]

Griffin didn't mind taking a day off, honestly he loved it. Relaxing in a floating palace while plenty of beautiful woman worked around him. Serving drinks and providing entertainment, it was really everything a pirate could need. Though the music could have been better, not that Griffin would do something about it, knowing that druggies probably enjoyed it. And force forbid the music be something those face eaters don't like. Though what would have made this time to relax better for Griffin if some idiot's with bounties were to show up and provide him some sort of excitement.

But so far Griffin hadn't seen anyone that he knew for sure had a bounty, so doing his best to be a stand up citizen was ask the nearest drunk for their datapad. Thankfully the drunk thought he stole it and even apologize. Something Griffin gratefully accepted and once sitting down in his small booth began looking at the Proletariat Bounty Board site. Those guys were crazy having bounties up for just about everyone. Heck even looked like they just repeated some bounties, though could just be that Kal is a popular name. Still looking though the list and at the faces, Griffin did my best to start marking down which ones were and were not here.

But it didn't look like many were at the party, at least not till seeing one Kal Titch, though after he realized he was staring and hoping not to draw too much attention. Gave a pretty awkward wink, hoping to pass it off as a drunk's attempt to flirt. Still Griffin once again returned to looking at my datapad. It seemed he wasn't having that much luck as Kal was surrounded by some pretty beefy people. So maybe he would just leave that one alone, if no one else showed up in the next few minutes Griffin might just walk out. His fancy brown duster jacket didn't pay for itself so he couldn't stay here for too much longer, plus his ship was collecting dust for the few hours he had been away from it. So that didn't feel so good for the pirate. Two DP pistols hang from a belt, his vagabond armor under the jacket, the Kagebo baton's were on holsters connected to his lower legs. Making them stick out a bit and look pretty cool in the pirates opinion.

Still for a just in case scenario, Griffin brought a single SCKO grenade. Not that he felt like he would need it, but probably because he heard that a lot of people didn't use it so he wanted to show those people wrong. Who knows maybe the supposed voices in his head were acting up. Whatever the case was he had it on the belt closer to the back so no one could see it under the duster jacket. For now he sipped the drink he had on his empty table wishing one of those hot Twi'leks would join him.

 

[Eccles]

Kal was sure that the stranger @Relent must've been the weirdest -and biggest- Cathar he had ever seen. "I'm literally broke," the former Systech employee grinned as he tried mulled the numbers over in his mind. Blowing up the Desilijic Sky Palace and most likely wiping out most of the clan alongside a considerable part of the criminal organization was enough to earn any one bounty hunter a small fortune. Divided by two it got considerably less, but could possibly still get you a Republica 500 apartment. Making the split 40-40-20 would make that an apartment in the lower-to-mid levels of the luxury building on Coruscant and a lifelong luxury of only doing the work you want to do. It sounded good enough, "It's a deal. I assume you know Ji'hasta?" he asked, thinking that the two Cathars that walked up to him tonight were acquintences.

Meanwhile Ji'hasta recruited others and soon the word spread among the enemies of the Desilijic that the latter would soon fall from whatever power they held currently. All would converge and most likely kill indiscriminately for either the riches of the palace or the credits the Exchange was going to reward them with. An epic shoot-out lay in the immediate future and Kal wasn't going to enjoy that particular part one bit. He couldn't know it would end like that, though, so the Republic Army veteran and former security guard merely smiled and got up. "Plan is simple: we fly to the Desilijic Sky Palace on my ship and plant explosives near whatever keeps that thing up in the air. I got assurances that the Exchange will be generous with their rewards. Oh and-" he turned to face the newcomer for a moment, "Name's Kal."

Motioning for the former associate of Turncoat Jon and his fellow Cathar to follow, Kal left the cantina just when the Twi'lek singer [surl=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMXNR2uEb6o]started a new song[/surl]. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about his new posse, especially the bulking Cathar who could very well not be a Cathar at all, but somehow he trusted them to be capable enough to deal with a waning Hutt crime family. He just hoped that the Exchange's promise rang true and that after the Desilijic other Hutts would fall as well.

The Catscratch was parked in a public hangar where Ewok slaves were covered in soap and rubbed against ships for cleaning purposes. It was surprisingly effective and the Lethisk-class Armed Freighter almost looked like it had in the old days when it represented the Exchange-affiliated Crime Lord of Ryloth. His two guests would find plenty to drink in the comfortable lounge while Kal's SC-09 droid flew the ship towards the Sky Palace.

Spoiler: OOC

Just a note for everyone, since I can't possible address all posts on a personal IC way the thread will go as follows:

• We will all make our own way to the Sky Palace and post a few rounds of killing/capturing/stealing
• I set the charges and we all have two rounds to get back on our respective ships
• We enjoy watching the palace crash into the undercity counting our newly acquired credits

 

[210yeti]

Masada grinned at the sound of what will most likely be a great source of violence. His yellowed and slightly sharpened teeth only should more of his savagery. "I can get in through the sewers. Ive taken that route before when I killed off a hutt household when i wss a slave." Wiping his face with his sleeve one last time before getting up to walk away. "I'll provide a decent distraction for you when you approach." Masada's voice sounded raspy but He required bloodshed instead any drink this establishment could offer.

He walked off and headed towards the nearest access point. He saw a CZ-MT01 Luxury Transport ship fly over and smiled to himself knowing who was on the ship personally. Unsheathing his vibro-axes, GoreFather and GoreChild, Masada entered the sewers prepared for any creatures or unwanted stragglers that used them. He knew the general direction of where he needed to go and made good time in locating the proper pipes.
[Ooc-let me know of changes i need to make.]

 

[EmilyHuene]

As they walked across the lobby Caiden couldn't help but notice a certain individual following after them. He wouldn't turn to look at her, nor would he even acknowledge that she was there. Emisara Lacroix. Of course it would be her. She was a Two-Ring member of the Syndicate. While Caiden was technically in charge, she'd been brought into the Syndicate before he was ever introduced to it. Caiden had no right to throw her out just because of his own personal reasons and dislikes of the woman. If he really wanted he could have her killed off; though, she would likely expect such an attack and be in the wind before his hit party arrived. As much as Caiden hated to admit it, Emisara was a perfect candidate within the Syndicate for what they did. She was good at her job, he would give her that.

"So what is the show tonight?"

Caiden finally had no choice but to speak to her, "Something we've hoped for for a long time now. There's a hit out on the Hutts and we've gotten several confirmations from other parties that the hit is going down now. We're taking the fight to them and not leaving any survivors."

"What's the ETA?"

Returning his gaze to the front he would look at the computer and pull up a screen from the navi-computer program, "The journey shouldn't take us more than twenty minutes. But that's us being extra careful. I don't want to get into a fight with other parties out there. We're all here for the Hutts. We don't want to make another faction our enemies."

@Phantom ; @Namira Heart

 

[Topher Ridge]

The newly appointed 3 ring lounged in the VIP area of Club Vertigo on Nar Shadda. He sipped wine while an attractive slave girl gave Ju a very competent shoulder massage. He was honestly a bit surprised by the promotion, though obviously his now colleague Caiden saw his potential and the value of his many "talents". He relaxed further, allowing a bit of his guard down, though he was suddenly interrupted by an incoming message on his datapad. He sighed and motioned for the slave girl to leave him. He opened the file to see that an open call to all Syndicate members had been sent by Caiden himself. The time to finally strike down the Syndicates main rivals, the Hutts, had finally come.

Ju stood and retrieved his coat from couch next to him and threw it own as he made his way to the elevators. He made a quick call for his personal ship to be made ready in the hangar. He exited the elevator and made his way to his Sunskimmer-Class Starbird, Shadow Lynx. A number nodded to him as he entered the landing ramp and closed it behind him. He quickly made his way to the cockpit and equipped his gear as he did so. He pushed the throttle to max and checked his radar for any friendlies. He'd apparently only just missed leaving with Caiden and he quickly pushed his ship to catch the luxury shuttle. Once in range he open his comms.

"This is Ju Oko. I'm ready to assist with the elimination of this Hutt scum."

He matched speed with Caiden's ship and readied his few on board weapons. Even without coordinating with Caiden, this was going to be a fast raid. Hit them hard and fast and get out before they even knew what hit them.

@EmilyHuene @210yeti @Phantom @Namira Heart

 

[EmilyHuene]

"This is Ju Oko. I'm ready to assist with the elimination of this Hutt scum."

While sitting in the co-pilot seat a message began to flash on their computer console. Caiden, puzzled, pressed the button to see the message from @Topher Ridge . He smirked and set the message aside for a second to check their radar. Just as he expected the Three Ring was right behind them. This was good news. The more the merrier. They needed every bit of firepower they had with this mission. Caiden would then open up the comm channel and send a message to the Shadow Lynx.

"Welcome, Mr. Oko. We won't be the only ones there, keep that in mind. So double check your sights when taking them out because we don't want to go to war with another crime family."

 

[Topher Ridge]

"Understood Sir."

Ju would bring up the Shadow Lynx's scanners as the Hutt palace came into view. The scans showed a multitude of life forms and various systems. He would focus the scans to the massive repuslorlifts that kept the palace afloat. They were extremely well shielded from the outside, though from what he saw all 4 were connect to a single fusion generator. If they could get inside and take it out the palace would fall. He sent the scan results to Caiden's ship just as the Hutt palace began to take notice of them and hailed the 2 ships.

"Approaching vessels what is your purpose?"

Ju would let Caiden answer as his hands tightened on the flight controls of his ship, ready to react if the Hutt's responded with force.

@EmilyHuene @210yeti @Phantom @Namira Heart @Ecclessey @Richie B. @Relent @TWD26

 

[Phantom]

Alexis looked behind her to see Emisara join them, nodding to the two-ring, Alexis turned her attention back up front as her question was answered. Alexis nodded in agreement at Caiden's wanting to not start a gang war. Alexis' lips quirked into a slight smile when she heard Ju Oko's voice on the comms; good, more people to help the cause.

Alexis took the waiting time to pull out her holopad and begin to look through what viruses she had at her disposal. After choosing the one that she needed - a simple duplication bug that would duplicate and transfer all information on the device that the holopad was plugged into. She then shut the device off, stuffing it back into a pocket within her coat. "Caiden, I'll split off from you and head for their servers. If I can gain any dirt on the Hutts, it'll be better than any physical damage we do here, knowing those slippery slugs, there will definitely be survivors. Emisara, care to join me?"

"Approaching vessels what is your purpose?"

Alexis stood up in the ship, putting her hand on one of the rails hanging from the ceiling and pulling her hood over her head, "Your move, Boss."

 

[Richie B.]

Griffin seeing everything getting chaotic and weird decided best to just leave. No reason to stick around sure their was a bounty here but that went out the window when so many people began to swarm him. Honestly he would have loved to get some action but the pirate figured save that for another day. So walking out to get a ride out the Pirate was driven away where he would no doubt spend the remaining credits on something inappropriate.

[Exit post]

 

[Topher Ridge]

As Ju waited for Caiden to respond to the hail an alarm began to chime on his console. The Hutt defenses were attempting to lock-on to the Syndicate ships.

"Caiden take evasive action and move in I'll cover you until you hit the ground. We may need reinforcements, it would't be a bad idea to call in a few squads of numbers."

He'd close the comms and push the Shadow Lynx's engines to attack speed. Several turbo laser turrets would begin to fire in their direction. Ju weaved his ship between the uncoming fire and opened up with the gimballed turrets of the Lynx. He made sure to limit the turrets fire on Caiden's ship to allow the luxury yacht to approach in relative safety. He kept up his fire as the targeting systems of the Lynx aimed and moved the laser canons on it's own. He finally saw a brillant flash as one of the Hutts turbolasers went up in flames and debris.

Once he was sure that Caiden would be able to land he'd push the Shadow Lynx into a rapid ascent and come back in for another strafing run to deter any ground troops from getting too close to the Syndicate leader.

@EmilyHuene, @Phantom, @210yeti

 

[210yeti]

The sewers were cold, damp,and reeked of filth but this almost felt like home to the tusken beserker. His thought were cut off with the sounds of turbolaser fire and the sound of a ship ascending. Smiling, Masada found the nearest service hatch and slowly opened it. His smile widened as he saw the the hurts men scurrying around trying to set up defenses and rearm their turbo lasers for the next strafing run. Unfortunately for them, they had him behind their lines.

Bursting forth with both axes drawn, Masada charged into the unkowing fray. Their looks of terror were plastered in their face as their limo bodies soon fell to the ground. Masses was like a whirlwind of gore as carved his way down the line heading to laser battery. He had taken a shot to his forearm and shoulder but his old battle plate took the shots as if it was brand new. He could feel himself edged on by the force and Masses knew enough of it to hate the feeling. He hated this control and wanted to break free from the 'will' of the force. He fought against the urges to change directions and head to a small bunker instead be pressed on to the laser battery. Masses soon reached it and as he barraged in. The crew was horrified at his intrusion and tired to bare arms but they soon followed their brethren as fell to the tusken's blades.

 

[EmilyHuene]

"Caiden, I'll split off from you and head for their servers. If I can gain any dirt on the Hutts, it'll be better than any physical damage we do here, knowing those slippery slugs, there will definitely be survivors. Emisara, care to join me?"

"Very good. But don't stick around too long. We're gonna be lighting things up."

"Approaching vessels what is your purpose?"

"Your move, Boss."

Caiden looked to Mazikeen, then over to Emissara behind them. He would smirk then press the receiver to call back to them. In his most suspenseful and possibly sinister voice he would say, "The Fall of Disilijic Family." He then pulled his hand back and signaled to Mazikeen, "Fire everything we have. Target their guns. Let's end this."

"Caiden take evasive action and move in I'll cover you until you hit the ground. We may need reinforcements, it would't be a bad idea to call in a few squads of numbers."

As Ju flew in ahead of them the luxury cruiser would begin firing it's own barrage toward the floating tower. Mazikeen would not hit Mr. Oko; she was far more skilled to be so inept. Meanwhile, Caiden would bring the ship around and focus on taking out the shields by bombarding them from above. Other ships along with the Syndicate fleet who were present would also work to start clearing out the other buildings in their wake. It was an assured victory for the Syndicate. Today the Hutts would fall. Between everyone else the Hutts would have nowhere to flee and with Caiden's order of no quarter, none would survive.

His ship would land once the ground forces -what little droid protection they had- were gone. He walked out of the ship with his faithful servant behind him and felt the presence of his other comrades taking a landing as well around him. He'd rest his hands on his hips and look upon the blazing tower that was once home to the crime lords. There would still be some resistance from within, but as far as he was concerned the battle was already won.

-{Exit Thread}-​

@Topher Ridge ; @Phantom ; @Namira Heart

 

[Topher Ridge]

As Caiden landed Ju would send another folly from his ship into the turrets close to the landing platform. Once they were rubble he'd follow the boss down and land. As he made his way to disembark he'd grab a vibroknife, one of his SP-30 pistols, and his newly acquired MP FRAB 22 rifle and a couple of explosive charges. He'd sling the rifle over his shoulder and check the load on his pistol as he stepped of the Shadow Lynx.

He looked up to see Syndicate ships landing all over the palace and gave Caiden a nod as he walked past and motioned for a squad of numbers to follow him.

"All Syndicate forces, we aren't here to take prisoners."

One of the towers of the palace would explode into a fireball as Syndicate forces really began to lay into the structure. It almost elicited a smile from the Epicanthix and he que'd his comms again.

"Any Hutt slugs are to be killed on sight. I'm heading down to cripple the engines. The Palace literally falls today. Any Hutt assets are to be captured and moved to Syndicate holdings. Embrace the Shadow."

He'd see Alexis and Emisara head into the palace ahead of him, more than likely going to the Hutt servers. Ju and his squad would head the other direction, any Hutt defenders killed on sight by the numbers of the Syndicate. Ju didn't even have to draw his weapons as they forced open the doors to the engine chamber. Ju would place his charges on the generators as the numbers covered him. Job done the squad would head back up. The attack had been swift and decisive and the sound of blaster fire was slowing as he made his way back to the landing platform.

Ju would dismiss the squad to other duties and join Caiden on the platform and help to oversee the transfer of any ships, valuables, and other assets out of the palace. Once every shred of value had been looted and any Hutt members dead. Ju would board the Shadow Lynx and evacuate with the rest of the Syndicate forces. He'd trigger the charges, and a fiery explosion would erupt from the bottom of the palace then spread through the structure and the palace would begin to fall signaling the end of the Hutt reign on Nar Shadda. Ju would watch the palace impact the ground and fully erupt in rubble and ash. He planned on breaking his no alcohol rule. Tonight was truly a night to celebrate.

Thread Exit.

@EmilyHuene, @Namira Heart, @Phantom