Assassination

[Desaeviothehumble]

Nechor was sitting in his hut on Kashyyyk sipping his tea and relaxing for the day since he trains non stop why not take a day off? That is until something went wrong.

 

[Logan]

Vesper walked through the forest of Kashyyyk quietly, a thermal scanning device in one hand while the other was hanging loosely at its side. The Mandalorian guard stationed here on the planet had heard talk about an unwelcome trespasser living in a hutt around this area so Vesper had taken on the duty of finding them and either getting them to get a move on or, well, how Mandalorians usually settled disputes. Gunfire and bloodshed.

As she walked, her scanner picked up a trace of heat signature emanating from inside what appeared to be a poorly constructed grass hut. Wasn't big enough to be a local and a Manalorian wouldn't be living out here, so evidently she had found her trespasser. Clearly the guard hadn't really looked that hard or they were just stupid, as she had found the so called trespasser with little effort. She made a mental note to have them reprimanded for their laziness.

Dropping her scanner to the ground, Vesper withdrew her her A-140 rifle and held it loose at her side. She would be ready if some crazy person came rushing out of the hut but she also didn't want to appear to be inherently violent. Sometimes words were good too.

"This is a Mandalorian world," she said loudly towards the hut. "I'd advise you to exit your homestead carefully and quickly and we can move along without incident."

Vesper wouldn't wait forever for the man to comply. Her time was worth more than that, after all.

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

Nechor would have sensed the woman coming up to his family residence, he got up from his chair sipping his drink and than gulping it down with one swoop. He walks to his sink to wash his hands before something happens. As he heard her speak he calmly stated "The last time i heard this world belonged to the Wookies not Mandalorians" He dries off his hands with a small bath towell. "Ive been living on this world for the last twenty eight years and since you and your people come along now i must leave? I say we bring this to the Chieftans." He walks out of his residence checking the outside terminal for any mail, keeping an "eye" on her through the force. "What brings you to my home stranger."

(OOC) : doing five different things at the moment replies might be slow sorry :(

 

[Darasuum]

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The doctor looked up from his datapad having been walking some distance behind the woman. He had been present on the planet providing medical supplies and even a few prototype devices from the family company. Kashyyyk was the perfect testing grounds for a few of them with the consent of the local leaders. As a member of House Skirata, a charitable doctor and also one that understood Shyyriwook he was perfect for this job. But Vesper Alamec had been present on the planet as well verifying any suspicions regarding a trespasser or potential invader.

Like her he was kitted out with his gear for combat and also emergency medical equipment. He knew the woman could take care of herself from what he heard but he was happier to be on the safe side. He took a few steps forward after the initial exchange and spoke moreso to himself than to the fellow mandalorian. "I can already tell this is going to be troublesome." he then raised his voice for the man to hear him clearly. "Your hut isn't made of stone is it?"

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@Relent ​

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

The man standing behind her looks to be somewhat of a medic he says to himself, he finishes looking through his mail. "Now whats the problem and no my hut is not made of stone but really old wood." He asked with an emotionless expression on his face beneath his mask. "Are you going to answer my initial question?" He walks about five feet in front of him sizing the two up and down, but stopping in his tracks. Speaks in Mando`a "Tell me why you are here and i shall aid you in whatever it is you are doing. If you are going to be a threat and turn hostile... I may injure you and let you walk away or i may kill you both. Depending on how i feel." He puts his left foot forward ready in a calm stance ready to boost off of his right incase this goes south. Studying the two from their size down to their equipment. Looking towards the man he says "I am an unwelcome visitor huh? My family has had the chieftains blessings to live in these woods."

 

[vamp]

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"...ni may shupuur gar bal let gar kemir cuyir'chaaj ra ni may pirunir sur'haaise gar bintar."

"...I may injure you and let you walk away or I may kill you both."

"Woah woah woah woah! What seems to be the problem here?" Nes, as always, had chosen to butt his way into other people's business. He had been on a "walk" on the delightful world of Kashyyyk. This walk of his had been done in full armor, with his usual arsenal on him. The Wookie homeworld had a lot of surprises in store, and he wasn't willing to have an unpleasant day.

He had been trotting on a path, beaten down by constant use. It had led him to this cottage, with wood rotting on the corners, and three people standing outside. The hostility of the man's voice told him that trouble was stirring, but there really was nothing fun to do on a jungle planet, so he'd decided he might as well jump in on this.

Nes surveyed the other two Mandalorians. It came with no surprise that there were other Mandos here as well, considering Kashyyyk was in their territory. He predicted that there were more on the way, and hoped the man wouldn't try to assault anyone, lest he find himself turned into swiss cheese.

 

[Wit]

Darman had followed Vesper to Kashykk, despite Atin's express instructions to keep a low profile and not leave the house while he was gone. And the erstwhile Jedi youngling had been more than willing to do that, he had no intention of meeting more people than he needed to. But that has been before he saw Vesper.

At first he thought it was one of those crazy fans who got all sorts of procedures done on them to look like their favorite stars. Weirdos who took cosplay to a whole new level. But a simple moogle search had revealed something he had not known about the pop star. She was of mandalorian heritage, and had recently been seen on a number of Mandalorian worlds.

Stealthily following her for a bit had confirmed to him that it was indeed Vesper. The Vesper! Vesper of bat blood fame, Vesper of the long legs! And so Atin's words were forgotten, the glumness that had been a part of him for months now suddenly pushed away as he followed Vesper.

One thing had followed another and here he was on Kashykk. He had observed Vesper and the lost man from the shadows, but when he threatened her he picked up a fist sized rock lying next to him and threw it with all his strength, straight for the man's head.

You'll have to go through me if you want to hurt her.

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

Nech looks at all of these people removing his mask confused "Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?" He looks at the medic, than the woman, than the third and he senses the rock being thrown at the mans head. He reaches out with the force and grabs the rock mid air and tosses it behind him. He walks closer towards the Mandalorians speaking to them. Walking up to the medic with no hostilities, in a calm manner.

Still surveying the area for any more that show up out of the blue, puts his helmet back on.

 

[Logan]

Hm, so it appeared that Vesper was not the only Mandalorian wandering the woodlands. That fact made her smile, it meant that on worlds under their banner the Mandalorian people were prevalent. Unfortunately, it appeared as if their presence wasn't enough to dissuade squatters from living on their lands without permission. She would rectify that.

"Easy friend," she said letting her rifle fall from her hands and hang from its sling. "There's no need for threats. I think we can talk about this like adults, yes?"

Vesper reached out her right hand and took a few steps to close the distance between her and the stranger. There was nothing intimidating about her gesture, it would appear clearly to be one of cooperation because that's what it was. She hoped the man would extend the same courtesy of a handshake and the situation wouldn't escalate further.

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

Nech b lines up to the woman without any hostile intentions "Listen all i want is an explanation why you are on my land. My family received blessings fro m the wookie chieftains to be here." He would extend his right hand to shake her hand. He opens his robes to unveil two lightsabers. "If your boys were trigger happy they would have been killed, believe me i dont want that to happen." He removes his helmet "You arrived here first with hostilities now its time you explain yourself."

 

[Caramon]

Mockadane sat in his stealth transport. The small scanners lit up with dots. The large man had taken this job thinking it would be an easy score. Go to kashyyk. Pick up the mark. Deliver alive. Seemed simple. From the profile he was given there was no next of kin or other alias's listed. As the other beings started popping up all over the screen Mockadane cursed and turned the transport to leave. He grabbed his comlink.

"Eldorack, prepare the ship for takeoff. We will come back later if he is still alive."

 

[Logan]

Vesper laughed heartily at the man's hubris. He clearly had no idea just who he was dealing with and where he was. There was on way anyone could be that willfully stupid, she hoped for his own sake that he was just blissfully ignorant.

"Take a look at my wrist, stranger." Vesper said, lifting her arm. "This is a flamethrower. If I wanted you dead, you'd be on fire right now and I'd be on my way back to Mandalore. I will only say this one time. If you threaten me or my brothers again, I will end your life. I will slit your throat, watch the light fade from your eyes and smile. I will burn down your home, scorch what lands you call yours. If you have family, I will find them. Do not threaten mine. Am I clear?"

While she was speaking Vesper put space between her and the stranger. There was no telling if he'd attack out of anger at her words or frustration that she refused to acknowledge his claims at legitimacy. "This world belongs to the Mand'alor. You are not welcome here. You need to leave.

Vesper's arms were relaxed but her muscles were ready to act. She had pistols on her thighs, not but a quick draw away should the stranger get squirrely. Hopefully he would see reason.

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

Nech smiled under his helmet and began to chuckle, he began to call upon the dark side of the force. "Listen lady, i`ve been in this same location for 28 years. Ive grown up here so the ignorance is yours if you think your armed band is a threat." He knocks on his armor and begins to laugh alot more kind of like a maniac. "If i wanted you dead for trespassing on my land i would have done so by now." He looks at the woman and her mercs. He removes his lightsabers from his belt and shoots them up his outer cloak without making a noticeable movement. Incase they start to make the jump he could end the woman in front of him quickly.

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

OOC : My bad for the late post talking to a few people and got caught in a korean war documentary lol

 

[Phoenix]

For kriff's sake, when had the Dominion become so jumpy about everything? Back in the days of the Chosen or even Death Watch, people weren't going into the woods just to toss people off of their property.

Uuuugh, I can't believe this. Dak Veren, Dominion Protector, arrived just in time to watch as apparently no one in this group was mature enough to de-escalate this kriffing situation. And what in the galaxy was a kid doing here? You... no more rock throwing. (@Wit)

Let's all just calm back and take a deep breath here before this escalates unnecessarily. He was as eager for a fight as the next person but this was just dumb.

He started out by addressing the man (@Desaeviothehumble) who was not in Mandalorian armor and seemed to be making threats that were... unwise. Let's just not be making threats of anyone here. This is Dominion space now but I'm hoping... he turned toward the Mandalorians that had gathered ...that doesn't mean that this has to end in bloodshed over something stupid...

He turned to Vesper, who seemed to be leading this sordid affair, hand on her gun, and addressed his question at her: Uh... what's going on? Why does he need to leave? Has he attacked someone? (@Relent)

 

[Vinn Esper]

Scream had been watching from a distance. Why he was on Kashyyk was anyone's guess. Truth be told Scream was attracted to conflict for some reason. His very presence on this world invited it. Scream looked across the field from inside his W11 flight suit. An xpc was around his back and a light saber was on his belt.

One of the Mandos had a familiar voice. Scream couldn't place it immediately, but he'd definitely heard it before. Scream turned to his Sith companion who stood with him near his ship, an Aggressor Class Attack Craft. "I swear that Mando is somebody."

Scream looked around, the scene unfolding before them was entertaining. "Should we do something, or just observe. The guy they're arguing with might be worth something to us, but I doubt there's a chance he's worth enough to fight four mandos off. I think neglecting to bring drinks was a miscalculation. What do you think?"

@Cainhurst Crow

 

[Desaeviothehumble]

He notices another Mandalorian join in as he calms himself down. He notices this one has a brain "Greetings, are these your people?" He would turn to @Phoenix and removes his helmet. Looking around sensing more than this group is here, walking up to him but keeping his distance thinking to himself. "That woman almost got her head severed from her body" Even though he didn't want it to come to that.

He looks on his wrist communicator and see`s he has a message sitting there for him. He asks the new Mandalorian "I just want to know why i am being run off my land when ive been here before you took control of this system."

 

[Logan]

Rolling her eyes as she continued making her way closer to her fellow Mandalorians, Vesper heard a new voice pipe up with questions of her motives. Truth be told, if the guy hadn't been so willing to threaten her life and more willing to you know, just be normal maybe the situation wouldn't have escalated so heavily. From an outside view it all probably looked silly.

"Mandalorian guard stationed nearby had received complaints. Not sure from whom or their nature. Came to investigate and Mister My Force is Bigger than Yours here decided to start threatening people's lives."

Vesper wasn't really in the mood to talk any further about the subject. She would let the stranger dictate moves taken by her and her fellow Mandalorians. He had a big ego and it would probably spell his own demise. Or, at least she hoped.

 

[Wit]

Darman didn't respond on getting reprimanded by the guy who showed up and started bossing people around. Instead he waited for him to turn to address the others and stuck his tongue out at him.

He was trying to sneak glances at Vesper when be sensed the Dark Side presence, surprised that he hadn't sensed it earlier. But then he want as skilled as his brother had been, it was a surprise he sensed them at all.

Kicking the bossy man to catch his attention, he pointed in the direction where the Sith were hiding. Not even at the walking skeleton creeping out on Vesper? @Phoenix

He turned to Vesper and glasses what he thought was a dashing smile. Don't worry, I won't let them bother you. @Relent

 

[Cainhurst Crow]

On the planets surface, in a bar located away from the current unfolding events, an Edemmian flicked her tails as she held her blade at the ready, feeling its cold weight in her hands as she ran one of her fingers along the cold durasteel of its edge. A few beads of sweat dripped from her forehead as she focused on her target, ignoring all other distractions.

She let her blade fly, feeling her sight focus on the goal as she suddenly sent her blade flicking towards her destined target.

The dart board thunked as the blade struck into the hilt of another blade already lodged into the boards surface, the edge cutting into the handle as the tip of the first blade sunk deeper into the center dot of the board.

"YEAAAHHHH!! 3 Shots in and I still got it! Drink me!" Calpernia shouted with a smile on her face, as the patrons paying attention clapped and the bar tender grumbled, pouring out another glass of ale and a shot of strong liquer, dropping the shot glass into the ales glass as he waited for the tall woman to get her now free on the house buzz.

"I don't get it, how can someone get so smashed, and yet still make those throws. You gotta be cheating..." One of the patrons said, as Calpernia tilted back her drink, giving a satisfied sigh only after draining the whole glass.

"Is notta big deal, you just gotta trust in your gut. Let yourself go, ya feel me?" The woman smiled with her golden eyes flicking towards the man as she held out her arms, making sure to squeeze them ever so gently along her chest, "You can feel free to check if you don't trust me. I got nothin to hide."

Before the man could give an answer, the bartender gave a loud cough, "None of that here. You want to pull that kinda stuff, go to the hotel down the block."

Calpernia gave an attempt at a pout, ruining however as she couldn't stiffle a laugh, and ended up just doubled over laughing like a hyena, "S-sorry, its just...you sound like someones grandpa sayin stuff like that. Sheesh..." The fox eared woman said as she straightened up, looking towards the bartender as she seemed to get a bit more serious, "You know, free drinks is great, but if I keep winning, I'm gonna want something a bit more...substantive."

The bartender raised his eyebrow as she spoke, "Okay...shoot. What is it you want?"

She smiled as her golden eyes seemed to light up for a bit, "if I get this next one...I wanna know a bit about someone whose here. The pop star, Vesper. Im a big fan, and I hear she's on the world now...hows that sound, friend?" There was a bit more to her now, then had previously been. Gone was the bubbly attitude and joking demeanor.

Now, with her yellow eyes staring at him, and her ears raised on alert, she seemed much less the funny woman. Now, she seemed a bit more predatory, as she licked her lips, and ran a clawed finger along the rim of her glass.