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OOC: This is a Non-Violent thread between myself and @Defiance, with possibly two other players (awaiting confirmation) - and is therefore not open to other players at this time.
Location: Ryloth
Time: Immediately after the Art of the Deal
With haste, the shuttle catapulted itself into space above the planet of Ryloth, its occupants, a droid, and a nearly dead Hutt Crime Baron urgently seeking to get off world as fast as possible. Groaning with agony, Nor'baal Vesajilic desperately attempted to apply Bacta Gel to his wounds to stop the bleeding, but to no avail. Following the unprovoked attack on his personage the Hutt had been severely injured, sporting two savage wounds, taking out half of his head (including an eye), and the tip of his tail. If they could make it to a medical facility, then the Hutt would survive.
In the cock-pit the Droid had already messaged a head, and the Hutts Majordomo, Mar Kreeta, was poised to intercept them, alongside their imperial associate, unaware of the state of his master. The message, a banking transaction, that was in-fact a code phrase to call in Imperial Reinforcements, had been intercepted, or had failed to send - right now the Hutt didn't care which was the case. As such, he had been relatively powerless to stop the attack from Vica, who had seen he had sent the message, and without bothering to read it, attacked.
The message had not sent, and was stuck on his Data-Pad - one that contained basic information about one of his bank accounts which he used for ship purchases - which he had left behind in the panic. It had been agreed with his contacts in the Sith Empire that Nor'baal would hand over Vica, and in return the Planet Thyferra would be returned to Hutt Control. Of course, ratting out a fellow Cartel member was not something the Hutt would normally do, until of course the Sith had provided him with proof that she was actually a Sith Lord, and the Imperial Spymaster who had defected and attacked the Imperial Palace to boot.
Vica was a traitor, plain and simple, and in return for turning over a traitor, the Cartel would get back the single most valuable planet in the galaxy. Only a handful of beings in the Cartel knew of Nor'baals deal, Mar Kreeta, his aide, and Nor'baal himself.
The Shuttle mad contact with Mar Kreetas space yacht, and the attachment door opened, Mar himself looking rather cocky as the door opened. ''I've had your celeb.....mother of....'' he began, his face dropping when he saw the state of his master. He rushed forwards, ordering the droid staff to assist him. What the hell had happened? he through to himself, as his master pawed at him, muttering desperately to himself.
''Vica....Eris....Traitor.'' came the words from the Hutts mouth as he was dragged into the ships medical station. Mar stabled his master, before dashing to the piloting station, and plotting a course for Nal Hutta, for only there would they find the medical stations adequate for his master needs. Returning to his masters side, he waited for the Imperial Contact to enter, his eyes never leaving the monitoring station next to the injured Hutt, jolting a bit as the vessel kicked into light speed.
It was clear that his master had been attacked, they just had to sort the facts out. Regardless of the way he was attacked, the evidence of Vicas true identity was not widely known in the Cartel, and Mar had no qualms about ensuring it became public. Vica had clearly tried to kill his master, for nobody else would have left saber wounds. They needed to contact the Hutt Council the moment they could, and he readied a transmission to send the moment he could.
