Leaving the Homeland

[Darth Perilius]

Korriban, an arid environment with harsh conditions particularly today. Markov Aletaus had been roaming the grounds outside of the Sith Academy, just recently completing his Acolyte training a few weeks ago. He desired more than just to be a student. Like many, he wanted to prove himself worthy of becoming a Crusader, and later a Sith Lord. His ambition swam immediately to the idea of attempting to hunt the students of the Jedi Academy, or any force-sensitives, and either turn them to the dark side or kill them outright, but with his skills not entirely sharped, he knew not to act so boldly, or risk losing his life. He made it his objective to find fellow Sith and recruit them to ally (at least temporarily) with him so they can begin their work. Before he can truly start, he must be able to travel freely of course, so he decided that a efficient ship would be necessary.
As he contemplated, without any filtration of his speech, he silently stated "Which of them, Acolyte, Crusader, anyone, would be able to work in my fidelity? I must know, or I cannot succeed without people to work with... and use". He paced slowly as he cloak blew through the wind, taking his hood off and making sure it didn't look messy. He hoped that The Force would be able to bring him a few people to join him in working for his goals, for the betterment of the Sith, and overall himself.
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[Sabrina K]

She was in the communal bar area, as since she had been promoted, she was not being chatted up by idiots. Her friend Hask an Acolyte, who is on the rise as well, was with her. They met up for breakfast, there where few other people in the bar area. They been talking about, how they need to get a hold off a better ship. As the mandalorians, where pressing their numerical advantage. While the civil war raged on, this was only going to get worse. She was eating a bacon and mushroom, on toast. As it was high in protein and fat, which she needed, after her morning workout. As they eat, she saw an acolyte enter the room, he seemed to be contemplating something. She paid it no heed, as all acolytes where contemplating something.

She asked Hask, So if you can get hold of any ship, without it being a capital shop, what would you go for? She was curious, as she had enough, of her shuttle.

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[Hask Jen]

Hask was sitting with Sabrina at a table enjoying a massive bowl of soup big enough for two. What most would consider too much food for a single person, Purebloods would consider a light meal. This, for him, was indeed a very light meal.

As he was heartily getting lost in his bowl of soup she asked him about the ships he would go for. He took a big gulp and put his spoon down. "Well I've been looking around the holo-net. I would go for those Waxa class scout vessels. Medical facility, shields, very decent hyperdrive...thing's perfect in my opinion. One thing's for sure I'm not going for a starfighter again. Way too little space and gets really lonely on long flights. How about you?" he said casually before returning to his soup. "Oh yeah, you can have some if you want, seeing as you're barely eating anything." he added with a mouth half full of food. He swallowed the rest before continuing, "Just be careful, there's enough spices in here to burn right through durasteel!" he said with a laugh before eating once again.

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[Darth Perilius]

Markov as he continued to think of what to do to begin his ideas, began to walk slowly and calmly towards the nearby bar, knowing there has to be at least many Sith inside the cantina that would be willing to join him into expanding their power by obtaining transport and scavenging planets. He approached the bar as he went to step in, heading to the bartender to order a drink.
After obtaining the drink he took a look at the diverse group of beings that were having a decent meal. Sipping his drink with a curious mood, he eyed a pair of Sith, one of which was enjoying quite the large bowl of soup. He felt more interested in a pair people than any time since he began his training, except he didn’t know why; he wasn’t able to comprehend enough at this point in his own power as a new Acolyte. Taking another sip as he got up, he began to approach nearly as slow unsentimental funeral march. Being his socially-awkward self, he slightly gestures his hand out as he got closer.
”Hello...there,” he said with a short pause between his words. He stood there staring, still curiously internally, but slightly coldly on the outside. “Enjoying the day? Your work?” He tried his best, keeping his confidence despite his antisociality, as he usually did everything alone so he only could benefit.

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[Gooran Hagba]

Gooran stood silent. Most ships where far to small for the massive Chevin meaning he used a shuttle. But the Waxa was a good ship and getting on the good side of a owner would be useful since the Waxa could easily getting to many hard to reach places, was well equipped and Gooran could actually stand up in side one.


"I am not enjoying the work or day. I grave a reason to leave this world and do some thing, to kill some one. Any case i have heard about the Waxar and aiding in the acquiring one sounds great." As he spoke Gooran never broke eye contact even as a hand grabed the offered food and ate some. The strong spices hardly phasining the large Chevin. "Though the Waxar are not common ships just laying around every corner. It would take some effort to get one"

 

[Darth Perilius]

The Acolyte thought, looking at Gooran, and then the pair of two Siths with the soup. Calmly, and to put it blunt, he spoke, “Ah yes, though I was thinking of a XS-109, and then we can manipulate it to our needs. We make it from a hazard based trade ship to use to our advantage against our foes...”. Having spoken this, he sighs as he sips drink as he continues eye contact.

 

[Harrison Fletch]

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Harrison sat, hands crossed. He noticed he was the only member from the Imperial Republica in the bar. Not that it mattered, at least to him. To members from the Old Empire, most likely. With the tensions still growing from both sides, Harrison was a little supprised he wasn't choking right now, not that it couldn't happen a little later down the road anyways. Harrison had thought of defecting and switching sides over to the Old Empire. The Imperial Republica was a dying cause, though he made sure not to mention this to anyone else. There were still powerful moffs and crusaders out there who still fought for the lost cause. Harrison scoffed at those weak minded idiots. Harrison sat alone, an expensive whiskey staring at him, untouched. Another Sith entered the bar, and made small talk with a group of other Sith. Harrison eyed them, wondering what they were talking about. Harrison rose out of his seat, and caustiously approached the trio. "Pardon the sudden intrusion, but i couldn't help to hear you were talking about aquiring a ship? I could be of some service, not like there's much for me to do around here anyways, not much of a fighter, if you catch my drift?" Harrison said before realizing his mistake. "Ah, forgive me, what a blubbering fool i must look like, the name's Harrison Fletch, Imperial Intelligence." Harrison said, his heart rate steadily increasing.

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[Hask Jen]

Hask stared in shock at the Chevin taking a massive spoonful of his meal. He quickly snapped out of it though, and turned his attention to the newcomer. "Pardon my friend, he's not exactly a people-person. Yeah, things have been going quite slow around here. I must agree with you though. Having one of those babies in the fleet could definitely prove useful down the line. How can we help?" he said cheerfully, clearly intent on looking for something to do.


Then he arrived.

"Well, well. Agent Fletch. Fancy seeing you here. How on Korriban have you been?!" he said with extreme sarcasm, through closed teeth and the fakest smile in the galaxy. "Haven't seen you since that mishap on Geonosis. Where have you been all this time?" his sarcastic commentary continued, with a lot of force applied to the last part of that sentence.

He was furious, practically shaking with rage. After the stunt the agent pulled on Geonosis, he wanted to strangle the little man there and then.

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[Darth Perilius]

Putting his drink on the table he began to relax slightly. “Ah yes. I appreciate your desire to let me work with you all on this plan,” he partially smiled as he attempted to make himself more settled with this new group. Slightly sensing Hask’s desire to have an objective, he went on to continue this conversation to their appeals so Markov can create a fidelity in the group... but before he was able to begin speaking, he noticed Hask’s body and expressions tensing significantly similar as a weak poison. He noted the reason why quickly: the Imperial Inteligence Agent approaching the group.

Markov also felt a small amount of tension despite not having any real negative feelings. The sarcasm of the conversation between the agent and Hask was making it obvious that there was some conflict that occurred earlier and listening it, he attempted to piece bongs together. He felt the rage of his fellow Sith, he wondered if he himself should be mad, or if he should defend against this agent; unknown to if this agent has possible bad intentions.

This agent, now he knew was named Feltch also made him further curious at the same time, which was why he didn’t feel defensive against him: he offered to help them find a ship to obtain. “You say you know where to find a XS-109? Tattoine, maybe? Surely you would not betray us and cause problems either, Feltch?” He asked him to try to de-escalate the situation. “What kind of ‘stunt’ did you pull on Geonosis? Why would it make him mad??”

 

[Harrison Fletch]

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Harrison joined the group at the bar, and looked at the group. His eyebrows raised as he recognized the red skined Sith, who's failure had lost the Empire a valuable prisoner. "Ah look who it is, the Sith who was weak enough to give in to the prisoner's game. So apparently this "Mishap" was my falt eh? From what i recall, it was you and the prisoner alone in the cell. There was only so much i could do. The comms were down at my end, some sort of EMP strike from the prisoner's allies. I was trying to help, but i was busy getting the other prisoners back in line. You were the one that supplied the prisoner with the tools to get himself out. Let me remind you that I requested to stay in the room to help, as I was trained at the ISB for interrogation. Nevertheless, it looks like you were able to get everything sorted out with your superiors i assume?" Harrison returned the sarcasm. Two can play this game. Harrison's neck musles tightened, he could feel the tension between them, his hand unconciously reached for his blaster. The odds were not good, especially how he was still in the Imperial Republica, but he would renounce his oaths and rank soon. It was only a matter of time. One of the other Sith spoke up, and Harrison released his grip a little, returning his attention to the matter at hand. "Yes, I can locate a XS-109 for you. I just need to call in some favors, but we should be good, providing i get something in return? The Empire does not pay well, especially at a time like this. And for that "Stunt" I just explained it." Harrison laid out his hands on the table.

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[Sabrina K]

Sabrina, just sat back and listened, she didn't know much about ships. Though she did want a better one at some point, so listening to others talk may give her an idea, of what she could get. As she did not want a worse ship than Hask, after all she was a crusader, and he was not. She did find it funny, that someone came stole his soup. The thing that did amuse her, was Hask didn't even bat an eyelid, if he tried to steal her bacon mushroom and toast, she would have slapped him senseless.

The topic of conversation went on about ships, eventually they where all talking about one particular model. The ship was apparently a gun ship, what ever that was. She may ask her brother later, about this XS-109 unfortunatly she had very little to added to the conversation. So she remained quite and just listened in, as it is better to look like she had no knowledge on a subject, than open her mouth and prove she does not. She did wonder of the Agent Fletch knew her friend @Arial Calvic, she might ask her later.

She then had drink of water, to wash down her breakfast. She then looked at her data pad, to have quick look at the ship, Hmmmm shiny She thought to herself.

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[Hask Jen]

Hask was boiling. The agent was right of course, but he did play his part in their failure.

He turned his gaze to the newcomer, then to Sabrina and Gooran. he lifted his right hand and held a pinching form with his index finger and thumb. Using the force he closed off the airway of the agent's already tight neck.

Once the agent was on his knees, sputtering and suffocating, Hask looked back to him. "Agent Fletch, be careful with that enthusiasm of yours or you're liable to...choke on it down the line." he perked up with a casual, but very cold, tone of voice.

He released the poor agent and looked at the newcomer. "Now that the formalities are out of the way, how can we help?" he said with a small smile in the corner of his mouth, much more relaxed after blowing off a little steam like that.

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[Darth Perilius]

Markov was quite surprised at the fact that Hask let him go seemingly that easily; he thought he’d need to get his new ally to stop either verbally or by force.

The agent which was beside him; he felt pity for this man. Whatever happened seemed to be an affair that was a catastrophe. “Why would an Imperial Agent be so willing to help us,” he thought. At this point, he accepted this fact.

Now that Hask’s attention is back at him again, he finally began to suggest plans,”I’ve been thinking that if we want to begin obtaining reputation and our acsent into getting higher ranks, we should begin with turning force sensitives to our side, and begin expanding the territory of the Empire,” he began, explaining his desires. “In order to be able to complete our objectives easier, we should obtain an XS-109, which should give us plenty of space to manipulate it for our purposes,”.

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[Harrison Fletch]

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Harrison looked at Hask, and felt his neck tightened. Harrison made a squeal and fell off the chair onto his knees. His airway loosened up, and Harrison's breathing returned back to normal. He instantly reached for his blaster, but decided to not retaliate, the odds were against him. Harrison got back up and sat down, he smiled. He'd get his revenge when that damned sith answered to him. It was only a matter of time before Harrison promoted, he had all the time in the galaxy. Harrison looked at the other sith and listened.
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[Sabrina K]

She looked at them, she was not bothered that Has had just choked the agent. She just did not want to find out, he was a friend of @Arial Calvic as that would be annoying. She turned to Hask and said, If you are going to choke someone, not at the table when I am eating, it is quite rude. Her voice was aimed at saying, don't do it again, he works for us. Though if he ever betrayed them, she do far worse. She have him strapped to table, and have his tendons removed. Them tendons would be made in to a rope to hang him, but not by his neck. She then said Look the chance of us all finding one these XS-109 gunships, for us all to have are remote, unless we raid Corellia where they are built. Though I am sure some use a small flotilla of them, just to protect a route for traders. That was her thought, from what she could gather from data pad. They where expensive, and thus a little rare to get hold off. She then continued, So come up with a plan to get them first, then figure out what to use them for. As you can't use them, if you don't own one.

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[Gooran Hagba]

Gooran nodded his head more or less. Fancy ships where not just laying around and they would not find one on a dirt ball like tatooin, not by chance. "Our best bet would be a company like Cerka, they do dealing's in dangerous space, Make enemies and have the money to buy nice ships. We can go to a Czerka HQ, splice in to there systems and find out where they have a one that is easy to steal and go get it. Or we can i dont know just get money and buy one. No need to get a second hand ship when we can just get one fresh. Maybe collect the taxes from kessel and use that cash" It was strange how these people where willing to accepted some old handy me down, they where Sith and Sith deserved to have good quality ships, not some thing that would break down when you least expected it.

 

[Hask Jen]

He looked at the Chevin as he spoke and nodded in agreement.

"I agree. Getting some cash somewhere and buying one fresh off the assembly line would probably be a better option than stealing one. It will also keep a big-time company like the Czerka corp off our backs as well. But I doubt anyone will just willingly give over such a hefty sum of money, even if it is 'taxes' as you say." he spoke to Gooran and turned to the rest of the table.

"Anybody got any ideas around that? Or are we taking the typical sith approach and just kicking the front door?" he said with a laugh.

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[Darth Perilius]

The Acolyte sighed, glad that they are more competent than he at first thought. Also nodding in agreement at the Chevin.

"Perhaps we could head for the Czerka HQ and obtain a new one from there, but in terms of money. We could attempt a; let's call it a Boarding Party, for a casino ship, or any wealthy ones, such as a Maelstrom. I believe there is one nearby that we could hijack and steal its earnings if needed." He suggested as his hand movement began to become more animated.

"Otherwise, we should just take one of your ships and hope we can all fit... then we begin collecting the needs... It would be nice if we could convince the Czerka to hand one over easier, though," his eyes darted as he addressed the entire table. He sipped more of his drink as he contemplated how they would be able to obtain a factory-new edition, especially if this ship is rare: they'd need to either steal the money and/or ship, earn, or convince them otherwise. He knew that none of this would be safe, especially for a group of Siths, but what fun would there be if their entire lives are based on risk and bloodshed?

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[Gooran Hagba]

Gooran gave a slight chuckle but since he was well over 2m tall a slight chuckle was still loud. "Haa haa you miss under stand me. Ever since the weak imperials lost Hut space the spice mines of kessel have thought them selfs independent. But yes we could all so talk to Czerka and maybe do a deal with them to get one. Either way. We are not some rebel dogs. We do not steal from dirty worlds like Tatooin."

 

[Sabrina K]

She looked at them as they talked, they talked about where to get one form. They talked about Czerka, she was puzzled As if they where going to take one, why not just go to where they build them, you know the enemy heartlands. She was thinking about the core worlds, in particular the world known as Corellia. They had shipyards of the Imperium Republica based their, so they would be liberating them from our mutual enemies, which was win win.

She looked at them, and said Why not just go where they build them, on Corellia. This is our enemy world, and you would be liberating them from our enemies. Why don't you do that, and kill two birds one stone. Hurt our enemies, and gain a ship? She waited for them to think about it, as she thought it was good place to strike.

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