A big hairy deal (Telos)

[Nasaug]

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The days had been very slow as well as the hunt to get the proper supplies for a descent den but Nasuag is doing all he can to gather the required things by hook or crook. The current hunt is for medical supplies and equipment for a small fighting force or a hide away base of the long time variety. Nasuag had been slowly scanning the space between the lanes. Mapping the star lit areas and those that the force was drawing him too.

Telos was a place he had been to and had seen medical equipment come and go. This day he was sailing down to the planet in a ship he had snagged from Junction while leaving his own housed in a safely hidden location with his ship on auto-defenses engaged. So he didn't really care if this ship was in one full piece when he landed. As the ship sailed through the air he noted the ships docked and which could be the one that has the cargo he was looking for.

Landing hard on the pad the landing struts groaned and banged. The dock master came running out shouting his head off at the ship even before Nasuag dropped the landing ramp. Moved to the ramp he could here the little human shrieking and cussing it's head off. Ducking underneath the belly of the ship Nasuag's size made the dock master loose his words.

Nasuag looked down at the little human and tossed him the ignition security locking keys and patted him on the head as he walked away from the ship. The only response Nasuag got was stunned silence from the docking crew.

Moving away from the little dock he moved to the main hub of the docks and checked the names and their cargo listings. Most were there but not all and not the one he was looking for. So he could go from berth to berth and check each ship but he was thirsty and decided to check the nearest cantina for some one mouthing off or a little to sauced to keep their mouth shut about their cargo.

A cantina named the Angelbay was the nearest one and it looked the busiest at the moment. Going to the main entrance Nasuag was thankful for the taller doors which often meant tall ceilings. Upon entering he got many looks as for his entrance and his filling the doorway. Hunching over he moved slowly on all fours to the bar and ordered a local favored drink. The drink was a bit fruity for him but he slow drank it. Looking and listening he took in who and what was around him.

 

[Jareth Sharl]

A silver necklace... polished red gem in the center piece. Fabled to have belong to one of the Jedi Exiles who started the hundred year blood bath. Jareth really couldn't care who started the war, who thought who was right or who was wrong. He had his own methods and ideals; and every intention to carry out his own plans to gain power through the use of Force Sensitive artifacts. Of course it would take him time to find the right ones, and to learn how to connect to them; but that didn't mean he couldn't start his search now.

Already he had brought a number of artifacts under his roof back on Serenno; most of them simply for value and nothing more. But he would get there eventually. This time, it was Telos. In Jareth's opinion there was little out of the ordinary or special about this world... save for the fact that like hundreds of other worlds it had been touched in a negative way by the bloody feud between the Jedi and their Exiled brethren. Jareth had played a very minor part in that war, and really didn't care about it save for the fact that the Jedi at this juncture would certainly try to stop him if they discovered who he was or what he was up to. Currently he was effectively hidden away from everything, and that was how he wanted to keep it.

So when bustle of some rough rider who had recklessly parked his ship on one of the docking pads came up to his ears, Jareth sighed heavily. He didn't want to get into a fight, but it looked like this quiet night was about to end and be interrupted by something much less pleasant. He didn't know what was about to happen; his clairvoyance wasn't that strong if he was being honest. But he was wise enough to know that when someone came strolling into town making this much noise, that it was a good idea for someone like him (and by someone like him; I mean anyone in possession of a lightsaber) to get gone quickly. But he had come with a goal in mind; and he wasn't going to be leaving without that necklace.

Sighing, rolling his eyes and looking back up with that award winning and charming smile on his features again, he looked back up to the man trying to sell the necklace. "How much, friend?" He asked, pulling out a coin pack as if to say he was ready to make the purchase. All they were settling on was a price... which Jareth would manipulate (in a hurry) down to an offer he could manage.

It was in that moment that the 7 foot tall Wolf-man stepped in through the door way...

 

[Nasaug]

Ship---http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/nerf-herder-light-freighter.76701/




Nasaug found a few minutes later that a human captian was raving about his ship the Drunken Harpy. A light freighter with a heavy defense was not exactly what he was looking for for most were tight fitting and cramp seats. The need for a co-pilot was also a hendrance for Nasaug was going it alone for the moment. What was more was that the landing pad was at the hospital's cargo pads.

With a slight push from the force Nasaug made the other patron that the captain was talking to bumped his elbow which in turn spilled the Cap's drink in his lap. The fight that ensued was a glorious drunken brawl that left the captain and the other fighter passed out on the floor. Nasaug got up and moved to the captain and hauled him to his feet. As he was leaving the cantina he felt a waving in the force from another in the room. He didn't have much time, time to get the captain to his ship and get gone with the cargo.

The route to the ship was long and blocked a few times with codes but thank the force most were hand and face recognition. The ship a Nerf Herder called the Drunken Harpy was sitting on the pad waiting to be loaded. The load time was tomorrow morning. So now all Nasaug had to do was wait. As he entered the ship he was met by a astromech that simply looked at him and the captain.

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The MR droid made a question as to the captain and Nasaug replied that the captain was just passed out drunk. The droid turned to show him where to lay the captain. Nasaug laid down the human and then turned to the droid and quickly deactivated the droid. Removing the droids power supply and logic board he closed and locked the cabin.

Looking over the ship he saw that most of the ship was sized big enough for him to move around in and feel halfway comfortable. So he took a position outside the ship and waited for morning and the cargo. The night air was cool and crisp the temp that he truly liked.

 

[Jareth Sharl]

Jareth found himself staring at the newcomer who towered over most every being in the room. You couldn't really miss a big sentient K9 now could you? This being was taller by heads than Jareth himself, who wasn't exactly a short man; standing at a little more than six feet tall. It was clear that this wolf-man was here on specific business much like Jareth himself. What that business was he was uncertain of at the moment. All that Jareth really worried about was the fact that this being was force sensitive, obviously so. He wondered if he had been made or not. If so, was this wolf a foe, or simply just a neutral threat? There was no such thing as a true friend among Exiles. The second they had a chance to usurp your power, they would not hesitate. It would be their downfall.

And if the wolf man was a Jedi, then Jareth was in big trouble. He had avoided entanglements with the Jedi for quite some time now, and he wasn't about to begin failing now. Keeping his head low, Jareth pocketed the necklace he had just settled for in the folds of his robes. Reassuringly he reached for and brushed his fingers over the cylinder of his lightsaber. If he needed to, he could make a quick exit, but he wanted to be discreet if possible so as not to draw attention. Acting now would be premature; he didn't even know if the wolf man had spotted him yet, let alone if he was here for him.

And to his surprise, it seemed like he wasn't. In fact, it seemed the wolf man simply wanted to leave in a hurry. That of course, didn't mean much either. And considering Jareth watched the wolf man start a not so subtle fight in the cantina, Jareth was needless to say curious about the being in question. Watching, and carefully avoiding the fighting, Jareth followed the wolf man out of the cantina a ways, wanting to see if he was a Jedi, an Exile, or something else entirely. Eventually his trail lead him to a nearby spaceport where he gained access to the ship of a captain who Jareth assumed was not actually his friend.