Ask Plot Coruscant Fish in a Barrel

[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied was forced to take cover as the probe droid continued to fire on him, cursing himself for failing to take all factors into account. He glanced briefly around the container he was hiding behind, just in time to see Tyllon giving chase to Poffo. He needed to get out there to provide assistance, but another volley of blaster fire from the probe droid kept him pinned. He pulled back the bolt on his rifle and let the empty casing drop before slamming it back in place again. Then he switched weapons to the Westar, thinking it would be of more use to him at this range with it's higher fire rate. That's when he noticed the suppressing fire had stopped.

Peeking around the corner once more he saw the probe droid had left, likely to join Tyllon in chasing down Poffo. Klied grit his teeth in anger. Ignore him would he? He'd make the hitman regret that. He might have been injured, but he was far from out of the fight. Getting up he stumbled after them, following the direction of blaster fire and the thud of feet on metal. The others had a head start, but he managed to catch up while hanging back enough to stay out of sight. Tyllon had proven himself to be quite the crafty opponent, and the hunter didn't want to play his hand too soon.

He watched as Poffo managed to get Tyllon to destroy his own probe droid before being cornered. Thankfully the hitman didn't take the opportunity to kill his ally. Instead he started yapping away with his tough talk. Klied just rolled his eyes as he set his Westar to stun and started skulking forward quietly. "Now, be a good boy, and stay put." Tyllon said to Poffo, turning around to find a blaster pointed directly at his face. Unlike the hitman Klied didn't hesitate or boast. He just fired a stun shot at point blank range, throwing the hitman on his back beside the brawler. He convulsed violently for a moment before falling unconscious. Even on a non-lethal setting the heavy blaster packed quite the punch.

"You people talk too damn much." Klied grumbled before holstering his weapon and walking forward to kneel down beside the hitman. "How you doing Sauvage?" He asked his partner, realizing that the brawler looked like he was about ready to pass out himself. He played with the buttons on Tyllon's gauntlet for a few moments before finding the button that released the cuffs. Without hesitating he took them off Poffo and clamped them on the hitman. He then took a moment to survey their surroundings. "We should grab Ro and get back to your place. No doubt the police will be here soon, we've caused quite the commotion..." The hard part was over. Now all they had to do was get the information they needed to find T'lol. For that two prisoners were better than one.

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[Poffo Sauvage]

"How you doing, Sauvage?" Klied as him. Poffo just tried to smirk it off, but he was hurting and bleeding. Klied had saved his rump several times over now between the Turssk ordeal and now with Brag. He owed him a lot, there's no doubt about that. And Poffo didn't trust easily, but he was starting to get the idea that if was straight with Klied, the bounty hunter would be straight with him. "We should grab Ro and get back to your place. No doubt the police will be here soon, we've caused quite the commotion..."

Poffo took a long while lumbering to standing upright. "Yeah, yeah, a great call, bounty hunter," Poffo said. "Great call, indeed." Poffo walked over to the unconscious Tyllon and sighed. "I'll get my shots in later, yeah. I want him to see it coming, I do." He grumbled a little, and it was no secret that Poffo was the muscle in this duo, and the muscle does muscle-y things. He picked the hitman's dead weight up over his shoulder and started making for the shortest route to where they left Ro lying in his own urine. "You still got that devily goodness in a bag, bounty hunter? If it is what I think it is, yeah, that's just the thing to get to anyone to talk. Ro, Brag anyone else. It will make a Hutt do a regular tell all, and do it with a smile, yeah. I've heard the most intriguting, yeah, and the most disturbing love life details you can imagine, yeah. But, the point iiiiiiiiii-is. that we can be assured that we get the right drop on T'lol, guaranteed."

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[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied couldn't help but smirk as Poffo grumbled threats over the unconscious hitman. "Just so long as you don't kill him." The hunter cut in. "If this guy's as bad as you say he is he might be worth a few credits himself. I'd like to turn him over to the police after we've got what we need from him." Even though money wasn't the reason he was trying to get into bounty hunting it still didn't hurt to have some. And he was still opposed to killing those that couldn't fight back.

As they made their way back to the container where Ro would be waiting for them Klied listened to Poffo's explanation about the spice with pointed interest. "Is that so?" He asked curiously, taking the bag out of his back pocket to inspect it. "Well this might be easier than I thought then. Good thinking."

They found the Nautolan still unconscious from the stun blast. That Westar really was powerful, the hitman was sleeping like a baby. Disgusted though he was with the alien soiling himself Klied still dutifully picked the man up and carried him over his shoulder in the same manner Poffo was carrying Tyllon. Thankfully he wasn't that heavy, Klied was still feeling sore from the blaster shot. Him and Poffo would need time to recover from their wounds, which meant that they needed to get the info from Ro and Tyllon and start planning their attack on T'lol's safehouse as soon as possible. He didn't want to give the Klatooinian any time to get nervous about his men not checking in and bounce. He would urge Poffo to move quickly and lead him back to his home so they could conduct their business in private.

@Isen

 

[Poffo Sauvage]

Poffo had two residences in this area of Coruscant. One on the record and one off the grid. He rarely stayed at the location that was connected to him by name. It wasn't just for T'lol's benefit that Poffo stayed off the grid. Poffo took a rare job or two that may have bent the rules a little more than the law would deem appropriate. As such, this off the record location that served as his primary residence had been used a time or two for less than legal activities. It would have to serve that way once more.

To get to his apartment, they had to pay off one of the dockhands for some help. He had a cargo transport that could get them to Poffo's place. It would be a terrible walk, and highly suspicious, walking the streets of Coruscant with two lifeless bodies thrown over their shoulders. But, in the cargo transport, all was hidden. Luckily, the payoff didn't cost Sauvage a dime. He had a lead on the exact location of a shipping container that had tipped over and dumped spice all over the dockyard floor. It was just begging for someone to scoop it up and make a little money on the side...

The four of them, Poffo, Klied, and their quarry, were dropped off at the apartment complex where Sauvage stayed. It was dingy, dirty, the absolute worst of the Coruscant underbelly. The dregs of society, those long hooked on spice, drunkards, women trying to sell themselves for rent. Poffo lived in the places that the citizens near the surface of the city planet did not want to know about and pretended didn't exist. Their ivory towers had no basement such as this. Poffo led Klied, each of them carrying a body, down a long hall with rooms on each side. Screams and yells of arguments and domestic disputes seemingly came from every apartment door they passed. Drunkards were asleep on the hall and they would have to step over them on the way. It was obvious that if anyone saw these two guys carrying bodies into their complex, nobody cared. Poffo certainly didn't show any sense of worry for the witnesses.

Sauvage opened the door to his apartment and dropped Brag unceremoniously on the ground, his head bouncing against the floor. Poffo's apartment was cleaner than the rest, but you can only put so much lipstick on a puffer-pig. It was a relatively small studio apartment with a small bed along with a small kitchenette. One doorway that led to a restroom and a standup shower. Poffo turned and looked at Klied as he popped his knuckles. "You want to use the all-telling spice, yeah, or can we do this the old-fashioned way?"

 

[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied's nose wrinkled as they entered the apartment complex. He really couldn't stand Coruscant. To him there was little difference between the shiny and clean surface and the bleak, disgusting underbelly. It was all steel and no soul. He'd be happy to be out of here once he had his bounty. As they entered Poffo's apartment Klied took the time to more gently put his quarry down before proceeding to tie him up just as he had Tyllon. As he stood up again and wiped his hands off he looked towards his overeager partner with a small smirk.

"Let's not make things more complicated than we need to." He argued coolly. None of this was all that personal to him, even with the blaster wound. He just wanted to get the job done. "Try the spice first. If they're more resistant than expected you can have your fun." The hunter would take a step back to go and clean his wound properly in the bathroom while waiting for Poffo to set things up. Things were looking up now, and he felt this would go quite smoothly, despite all the difficulties they had encountered so far. He thought he and Poffo's personalities would serve a 'good cop' 'bad cop' routine quite well if such a thing was necessary, but hopefully it wouldn't be with this spice.

Just as he returned to the main room their guests were waking up, Tyllon immediately scowling and gritting his teeth and trying to wrest his hands from the cuffs. Ro just slowly blinked awake and shook his head like he was awaking from a restful sleep. This would be interesting, Klied had never interrogated anyone before. "Rise and shine." He said with a friendly smile. "Time to talk. Put everything out on the table now and we can avoid any unpleasantness..."

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[Poffo Sauvage]

Disappointed that the old fashioned way didn't get first "crack" at it, Poffo set to making the avabush tea. He had never actually made it himself, mind you. He had only seen T'lol have it made for others to spill the truth. He had no idea if he was using enough, not enough. It was entirely possible that whoever drank the tea could overdose on it. Sauvage told Klied this, and it was his risk to take. Besides, if Brag died, they still had Ro who would be losing his bowels they could scare the truth out of.

As Klied addressed the two subjects, Poffo put a hot kettle of the tea down with two glasses. Poffo went the stereotypical cracking of knuckles and his neck. "Oh, yeah. I really hope they don't talk, brother. I have an itch. Yeah, yeah, I do. I great big itch, and the only way to scratch it is to start wailing on two punks like you, yeah." Brag, the professional, just sneered, but Ro was waking up fast to the threats.

"No, no, no! I'll talk! No need for the beatings, Poffo! No need for..." Poffo shut him up the terrified Nautolan with a brutal back hand.

"If you don't mind, Ro, shut your punk mouth!" Poffo put his index finger in his face and leaned down to get nose to nose with him. "I think we'd like to hear what Mr. Tallon has to say first, yeah."

Sauvage stood up straight and backed up behind Klied. Bad cop persona established. Now to see if the good cop with some spice could seal the deal.

@Reyn

 

[Kliedden Raxx]

"I've got nothing to say to you Sauvage." Tyllon replied to Poffo, if he was afraid he did a damn good job of hiding it. The veteran hitman then turned his hateful gaze towards Klied. "And you. You're a bloody fool. T'lol will have you on a spit for this." Klied just smiled as he crouched down to be at eye level with the two hitmen.

"I'm going to have to disagree with you there." He said calmly. "I happen to be very good at my job. Jalir T'lol is slippery I'll give him that. But he's nothing I haven't dealt with before." He rubbed his hands together idly. "You on the other hand are surprisingly clever for an underling. I think your talents are wasted on him." Turning around he took a cup of tea from the tray Poffo had brought and offered it to the hitman. "Why don't we discuss this like civilized men? I'm sure we can come to an understanding that benefits us all."

Tyllon spit in the cup and looked back at Klied with a vicious scowl. "I. Don't. Break. Contracts." He spelled it out quite clearly. Klied didn't react to his refusal, instead just shrugging and putting the spoiled cup back on the tray before taking the other and offering it to Ro.

"How about-" He couldn't even finish his sentence before Ro took the cup and downed all it's contents in one go.

"Absolutely," He said with terrified enthusiasm as he wiped his mouth. "Whatever you need to know, just ask."

"You're a karking coward Ro!" Tyllon shouted, and tried to throw himself at the Nautolan. Klied just put a hand on the human's shoulder and firmly sat him back down without taking his eyes off his subject.

"Where is he?" Klied asked the hitman.

"Oh he's gone down man, way down," Ro explained. "His safehouse is all the way down on Level 6." Even Klied couldn't hide his astonishment at that answer.

"Level 6?" He asked in stunned disbelief. Ro nodded.

"Yeah, it's toxic down there man. You need to wear special gear just to be able to breathe. That's why no one would ever think to look there. He's got a compound-" The Nautolan was interrupted again as Tyllon screamed furiously and threw himself at his fellow hitman, sending them both tumbling over as he tried to kill the man by kneeling on his throat. Klied attempted to grab Tyllon from behind only for the hitman to throw his head back, smashing the hunter's nose and throwing him on his back.

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[Poffo Sauvage]

Poffo chuckled at the whole scenario. Klied maybe getting his nose broken, Ro being choked. The hitman all tied up and trying to kill his own lackey. He looked over at Klied. He was shaking the cobwebs out. Ro, normally blue was starting to turn purple. It might be best to end this charade. Sauvage raised his knee and savagely kicked at the man's rib. He knew Brag would raise his shoulder to protect his face and his ribs would be completely unprotected. Poffo really let him have it, and despite the protection Tyllon was wearing, the kick sent Tyllon flying and he landed with a hard thump. The hitman coughed and spit, trying to catch his breath. Poffo stalked him like a vornskyr stalks wounded prey.

He slowly made his way to the tied up and knocked over hitman with a grin on his face. Tyllon didn't show fear, but he did show a resignation. Poffo stopped a few feet from Brag. "Ooooh, yeah. You chose the hard way. That's my most favorite route, yeah. It's the one I was hoping you would choose."

"Shut up, Poffo. You're nothing but a thug. A tool to be used. T'lol used you. This bounty hunter is using you. Once you get used up, you'll be tossed aside like any other tool that outlives its usefulness." Brag said.

Poffo nodded, mulling it over. "It iiiiis, what it iiiis, and what it is is that I am the most valuable tool in his box. Yeah, because I'm the tool that's going to get you to tell us where the punk on his puck is hiding, yeah."

"You'll kill me before I tell you anything," Brag said.

"I'm going to kill you anyway, Mr. Tyllon. Yeah, this dump apartment is the last thing you're pretty little eyes are ever going to see," Poffo replied. "The only question for you is going to be, are you going to give me a reason to take my time?"

Brag started yelling in a tirade of cussing at Poffo, calling him all sorts of mean things. Poffo listened to the entire spat just rubbing his bearded chin, at least two minutes worth. After calmly listening to the entire fit with no show of emotion, Poffo fell, dropping the point of his elbow on Brag's head. He wrapped him in a headlock and delivered a vicious left hand right on the button under the jaw, knocking him out. He took Brag's unconscious head and with both hands and drove it into his knee, crushing his nose. Blood started to pour from his face and onto the floor.

Sauvage calmly stood and looked at Ro. He then looked over at Klied. He got the impression that Klied didn't always approve of his brutality. Maybe it was overkill, but overkill was the language of the lower levels of Coruscant. He turned his attention back to Ro. "This bounty hunter seems to be a much nicer individual than I am, yeah. As long as you cooperate, all your business will be the gentleman. Oooh, yeah, but when you are less than helpful..." Poffo drove a hard sidekick into Brag's lifeless knee. "Then it's showtime for the beast, yeah."

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[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied sat up and angrily wiped the blood from his nose. I try to be nice... He thought to himself in frustration. He might have given Tyllon a blow or two himself was Poffo not beating the snot out of him. It made the hunter frown to see it. He had no reservations in hurting or even killing people really, but unnecessary violence never sat right with him. There wasn't anything impressive in kicking a beat dog. Even if Tyllon deserved every bit of it, it was still unpleasant to see. He had a feeling Poffo wouldn't much care what his thoughts on the matter were though, so when the brawler finished laying into the hitman and left his unconscious body on the floor Klied kept his response short and direct.

"Remember Sauvage. I want him alive." He said before turning his attention back to Ro. The Nautolan looked utterly terrified for his part, inching away from the brawler and looking to Klied to defend him. The hunter sighed and forced himself to smile again. "We're almost done," He assured Ro. "Just tell us where to find him, how many men he's got at this compound, whatever you think could be useful to us." The Nautolan swallowed nervously as he glanced back at Poffo before returning his attention to Klied.

"Uh, yeah, sure..." He started slowly as he mulled things over in his head. "His compound is in Section 1011, just beside the abandoned refinery. Like I said there's toxic fumes everywhere so you'll want some gear to be safe down there. As far as what I've seen the place has only got one entrance. A front door that's usually guarded by like six guys, sometimes more, sometimes less. The building itself isn't heavily populated beyond the first few rooms but it's huge, got all kinds of long twisting hallways going every which way. If you set off the alarm going in T'lol could hide in there for weeks and you'd never find him."

"Let me worry about that." Klied replied, never losing an opportunity to play up his tracking skills. "What else?"

"T'lol likes to show off his hardware," Ro explained, nodding to his Westar now at Klied's side. "He's got blasters, disrupters, thermal detonators, all kinds of sick weapons. And he's got em' in bulk. You go in there guns blazing, expect the fight of your life. I'd suggest using a disguise to get through the front door." He shrugged his shoulders. "Hell, I'd suggest not going after T'lol at all, but you guys seem determined to get yourselves killed." Klied just smirked at that comment.

"Indeed." He said, and turned to look at Poffo. "You know if I put you in cuffs and posed as someone collecting the price T'lol's got on your head we could probably walk right in the front door. What do you think?"

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[Poffo Sauvage]

Poffo deflated. He had thought the same tactic would be their best bet for success, but at some point, when you continue to be the bait, you get eaten. Ultimately, if he ever wanted to get Brag and T'lol in the rearview and live outside of the shadows, this may be his best shot. "What do I think, Mr. Bounty Hunter Man? Oh, yeah, I think a lot. Yeah, I don't have the look of an academic icon, no, but the Poffo dome is constantly running scenarios like a top-end datapad," Poffo said. "I think you may be on to something, yeah. I think this may be the ticket to our destination station."

Sauvage turned to Ro who was watching and listening to the whole conversation. "So, what should we do with you and Tyllon, huh?"

Ro looked back at him and grinned nervously. "Are you asking me?"

"Oh, yeah, truth-teller. I'm asking you," Poffo said. "What should we do with you two under the circumstances."

The spiced drink was still working its magic. "You should kill us both," Ro said. "Wait! Why did I say that?"

Poffo laughed guffawed and sat down nose to nose with Ro. "Oh, yeah. Good idea, Ro-ey Boy. Why should we kill you both?"

"Because Tyllon will hunt you down until one of you killed the other, and I'll try to alert T'lol for a big payday and a promotion," Ro said. His eyes got big, and he screamed, "WHY AM I TELLING YOU THIS?"

Sauvage slowly turned his head to look over his shoulder at Klied. "You got his advice. I can't say that I disagree. Some circumstances demand dirty deeds, yeah."

@Reyn

 

[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied was glad the brawler agreed to his plan of attack. It was still a risky move, especially for Poffo since he'd be walking into the krayt dragon's mouth unarmed, but it seemed like the best course of action to the hunter. He was less pleased by his partner's next line of questioning towards Ro.

He watched with a neutral expression as the Nautolan unwittingly admitted that the best choice would be to kill both him and Tyllon, and Poffo agreed. Well, there were still some points on which the two of them disagreed it seemed. Klied stood and walked over to Poffo, standing just a few inches away and staring him right in the eye. Poffo was taller and much more menacing in appearance than he was. And the hunter didn't doubt the brawler could break him in two if he really wanted to. But he still showed not an ounce of fear as he fixed the man with a flinty gaze.

"I don't kill sentients unless they give me no other choice." He stated firmly. Bounty hunting was still something that caused great conflict within him. As much as he enjoyed the thrill of hunting other people, as they presented a much greater challenge than less intelligent beings. He still clung to the one ideal he felt separated him from the rest of the rabble. He wasn't going to dishonor his uncle's memory by becoming an unrepentant murderer. Not yet. "We'll hand them over to the authorities. They won't have a chance to get to us or a warning to T'lol." Ro sighed with relief and looked at Poffo, nodding and smiling.

"You should listen to him," He urged the brawler eagerly. "He's smart. He knows what he's talking about. I won't be able to do anything from a prison cell, unless the officers are corrupt-" He cut himself off abruptly as Klied glared angrily at him. Well, he hadn't thought of that. But he still had no intention of killing unarmed prisoners. Or allowing Poffo to do it for that matter.

@Isen

 

[Poffo Sauvage]

"I don't kill sentients unless they give me no other choice," Klied said as he ventured far too closely into Poffo's personal space. "We'll hand them over to the authorities. They won't have a chance to get to us or a warning to T'lol."

Poffo didn't even look at Ro as he spoke. Poffo had no intention of handing Ro, and especially a man as dangerous and unforgiving as Brag Tyllon, to be put into corrupt hands, only to make a payoff and coming looking for blood later. Sauvage got the impression that Klied didn't understand the way things worked down here in the lower levels. He was a standup guy and an adept fighter. Heck, he was starting to like the guy. But Klied didn't get the lower levels of Coruscant and the type of scum that made their living down here. Corruption was a way of life. It was why there were illegal fight rings that took place right out in the open in the bar. It's why spice abusers lay out in the street and why spice deals took place on the corner without so much as a glance to see if the fuzz was watching. The police get a cut of everything, and they don't care who it comes from. They get a salary and they get a cut from all the different illegal players. That's the only way the cops down here would be willing to do a job like they have in a place like this.

Sauvage slowly removed his huge sunglasses and stared back at Klied, his eyes large and intense. The thick index finger nudged a fraction of an inch from the bounty hunter's chest. "YOU don't kill sentients unless they give YOU no other choice. Well, partner, you don't make that choice for me....DIG IT?"

Before the bounty hunter could speak, Poffo tried to switch to a diplomatic tone. "I've taken the majority of the risk, yeah. I've been the bait once, and I'm willing to do it again. I have...what's the word?... acquiesced... to your expertise; I sure have, yeah. And I'll do it again and walk into that toxic crap heap unarmed and in cuffs, a danger that is most unreasonable." Poffo tried to slow down his breathing. he was getting worked up again. "And the fact that I tell you that THAT is less dangerous than handing Brag Tyllon over to the police here should be a signal that maybe this is the time you should acquiesce to me, yeah."

Ro started to speak in protest, but before he could string three words together, Poffo gave him a side kick to the mouth. Ro toppled over with an "umph" and got the message to keep his mouth shut. Sauvage's eyes narrowed back at Klied and his voice lowered. "This is one where we don't have a choice, brother. Yeah, this choice has been made."

@Reyn

 

[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied's eyes narrowed as Poffo spoke, but he didn't flinch. He understood where the brawler was coming from. It was only pragmatic to kill Tyllon and Ro. But pragmatic didn't mean right. He had no illusions about who he was. He hadn't grown up in the wild undercity of Coruscant. But he had grown up in another wild place. He understood that survival meant doing terrible things sometimes, but he had managed to survive this long without having to do anything that felt unclean. He had a feeling he could survive this too, despite Poffo's misgivings.

"I'm not killing a man that can't fight back." He said with finality, ignoring the clearly threatening tone Poffo was taking on. He loosened his stance ever so slightly, and placed a hand on his belt just beside the handle of his knife. He didn't want to fight Poffo and certainly had no intentions of killing him. He liked the guy too damn much. But he was prepared for the brawler to lose his cool and take a swing should this discussion go any further south.

"You've trusted me this far and we've been fine haven't we?" He asked. "And unless my memory is spotty, I'm pretty sure we just kicked Tyllon's ass." He smirked. "If you're afraid the cops won't keep them under lock and key we'll take them back to your pal Grizzie, keep them guarded there until our business on Coruscant is squared away." He raised his free hand in an open gesture. "And after that we're long gone. I'll hire the best smuggler on the planet, even Tyllon won't be able to track us. And if he does, then we'll kill him. Like men." His brow furrowed. "You're above this Poffo. We both are. You could make a great bounty hunter, but you need to act with distinction. That's what separates a professional from a thug." He had never been one for words, but he hoped that little speech would be enough to sway the brawler. He wasn't really sure what he would do if their partnership ended up cracking over this disagreement.

@Isen

 

[Poffo Sauvage]

Sauvage gritted his teeth and his head dipped as he sighed deeply. He did not want to lose his cool with Klied. He didn't for a number of reasons. First, pragmatically, he wanted to make good on his end of the bargain in good standing so that Klied would make good on his end of the bargain when the time came. Second, Klied was a straight shooter, a tough guy who could fight but appeared to be someone who could be trusted. This whole disagreement about what to do with Ro and Brag was evident of that. Legit tough guys that could be trusted...well, that's a short list of people Poffo knew.

"Let me tell you something. Almost everything you said was 100 percent accurate, yeah. You can just about take every single word of it to the bank," Poffo said. "BUT! Let me tell you where you got it wrong, Mr. Bounty Hunter Man. I ain't above this. No, no, no, I ain't above this at all. I was born down here. I grew up watching and idolizing thugs in worn-out dives. I grew up watching people get cut because their eyes scanned past the wrong girl. I was born poor-bottom-level trash, and I ain't ever been above nothin' at any point in my life."

Poffo turned around and paced, taking deep breaths to calm himself. He stopped after a short trip to the wall and back. Sauvage took a deep breath and looked at Klied. "I'll let you make this mistake. Yeah, we'll float Brag a lifeline. And I'll tell you why I'll let you make that mistake. I see that little hand of yours keep resting on that hip near that blade. I know that look in your eye. You're resolved, yeah. You'd fight me to the death to keep me from killing him. Don't you lose sight of the fact that there is a fine line between noble and ignorance, yeah, and as far as I can see, you ain't doing a good job of walking that tightrope. But the fact the matter is, I don't want to kill you to have to kill him."

Poffo closed the distanced between the two of them and his voice lowered to a growl. "But make no mistake, if you stand me up and leave me on Coruscant while Brag Tyllon is still breathing, ain't a soul going to be able to prevent me from doing whatever I need to do, hurting whoever I need to hurt, getting paid however I need to be paid to pay off whoever I need to pay off to get my hands around your neck. And, when, not if, but when, Brag escapes and tracks us down...No more second chances for him. We agree right here and now that no matter the circumstances, you let finish him off."

@Reyn

 

[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied was relieved that Poffo ended up agreeing with him, even if it was begrudgingly. He didn't doubt what the brawler said either. Tyllon was smart, there was a good chance he could track down the both of them eventually. But Klied was confident in his ability to take the hitman out if he came at them again. He was tough sure, but clearly not invincible as they had already proven. He knew the galaxy would probably be a better place with him out of the picture as well, but as he had said. He couldn't kill people that couldn't fight back. He'd never be able to live with himself.

He couldn't deny he was somewhat disappointed with the other things Poffo said. He liked the man and had hoped he'd be able to encourage the best in him. But Sauvage seemed quite proud of his underworld heritage, and seemed to have no intentions of changing his ways. Oh well, perhaps he could still be convinced to take a different path in the future. For now the hunter was content that they were both on the same page and ready to finish things.

As Poffo yet again threatened to end him if he skimped on his part of end of the bargain Klied took his hand off his belt and raised both of them diplomatically. He smiled at the brawler in a friendly fashion. "Relax." He said calmly. "We made a deal Sauvage. I'm a man of my word." He looked over at Tyllon's unconscious form. "And trust me. That murglak makes the mistake of coming after us again? Nothing's saving him."

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[Poffo Sauvage]

The brute nodded at Klied silently for a while, eyeing him closely. "We got a deal then," Poffo said. "Two deals actually, yeah. Deal number one, after we take down T'lol, you get me off this rock and help me get my career as a bounty hunter started off in a legitimate fashion. And second..." Sauvage's eyes narrowed and he leaned in close, invading personal space. "And no matter the circumstances, I don't care what state of being that Brag Tyllon is in...if we cross paths out in the wide galaxy, he coming for us, us after the same target, or should we run across him at a grocery store peddling shuura fruit with no arms and legs, yeah. We see him..." Poffo extended his thumb and made the cutthroat symbol against his neck. "We make damn sure we don't see him again, yeah. If that's the deal, that's the deal, and we're all good, brother."

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[Kliedden Raxx]

Klied's smile became a little forced at Poffo's last statement. He didn't like the idea of blasting Tyllon to smithereens just if they met him on the street, but he doubted such an encounter would happen at all. If they ever did meet again Tyllon would most likely be gunning for him, and in a fair fight and with no reason to take him alive Klied would have no hang ups about removing the threat once and for all. He could live with that. He nodded to Poffo.

"Alright. Looks like we've got a lot of work to do then. We don't want to take too long, otherwise T'lol will start to wonder why his hitmen aren't reporting back and run again." Klied turned and went to gather up his things. They'd need to make sure Tyllon and Ro were set up somewhere where they couldn't escape and intervene. Then they'd need to quickly assemble the supplies they needed and make their way down into the darkest depths of Coruscant's underbelly. Klied didn't like the idea of going into such uncharted territory, but the hunt was calling to him. This T'lol had alluded him long enough. It was time to move in for the kill. Looking down at the Westar he had pilfered off of the Nautolan the hunter grinned. He liked this thing. He figured he'd keep it. He'd put it to much better use then that coward ever did anyway.

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