Ask Making New (Rebel) Friends

[Telly Udon]

"You don't want to fight me, little man." the angry Houk growled as he stood up, sizing up the 419 year old Pau'an before him. They were at least two heads apart.

"I imagine fighting your mother would provide more of a challenge, were she not always so tired from her various gentleman callers." Telly replied in a chopper voice, prompting smirks and giggles from his men at his table. Predictably the Houk swung and Telly smoothly caught the man's wrist and, using his own bulk against him, propelled him to the floor.

"I'd stay down if I were you, sir." Telly cautioned. The Houk didn't heed the warning and started scrambling to his feet. One, two, three kicks to the groin later and the Houk was on the ground clutching at his nether region. The guy was so bulky that it actually bruised Telly's foot a bit, although he didn't dare show that.

"Let that be a lesson to you lot here! The only man on this backwater planet I'd even remotely consider a threat goes by the name of Temmin Starros. Tell him he's welcome to come by and try me. In the meantime, I'll have another whiskey if you would, barkeep." Telly shouted out to all the bar patrons before settling back in at his table.

"Hope he shows soon. Were running out of local toughs to wail upon." Telly told one of his men, a young boy that he'd picked on Mustafar following the Sith invasion.

"Yes, captain." the Mustafaran replied, following Telly's insistence on using designated ranks and formalities, despite the loose-knit nature of their rebel cell. Telly and his crew has been on Lothal for three days now, each time picking fights at various watering holes and spreading the word that Telly Udon would very much like to meet Temmin Starros. The man had eked out a burgeoning reputation as a dangerous opponent and virulent anti-authoritarian. In other words, he'd make a perfect candidate for Telly's resistance cell or, at the very least, a valuable asset.

@Nor'baal

 

[Temmin Starros]

Temmin had never heard of this Pua'an. That was until he reached out and asked for a meeting. Slow to trust and quick to judge, Temmin had smelt a trap before the Pua'an had exited hyperspace and was keen to avoid walking directly into it. As such, he had secured the services of a second-hand probe droid, and had it follow the man from the moment he had arrived.

Meanwhile, he had trawled the holonet for any information he could find.

He found a fair amount, meaning either the ISB had become spectacularly shoddy at hiding their agents or the man with whom he was to meet was genuine. Temmin decided, after some time, that it was worth the risk. Arriving on Lothal in his ship, which he parked a few clicks outside of town, he'd headed to the meeting place on his speeder, leaving it parked outside under the watchful gaze of his co-pilot pit-droid.

Heading inside, he paused only to lay a small remote cluster charge on the side wall and check his pistol was in place. Then, as he ducked through the front door, having passed around the side of the building, he saw the Pua'an 'making himself known' to the locals. His contact wasn't alone.

"Bought back up, eh?" he chuckled as he stepped out in front of the aliens table, his hand on the butt of his blaster "Well - welcome to Lothal, I see you've already met the locals."

 

[Telly Udon]

"Ah, I see you got my message. Tell me, which one told you? Was it the cantankerous Arconan I trounced yesterday? Or the surprisingly strong Narquois fellow the day before?" Telly asked Temmin as the Lothalite evidently had heard there was a Pau'an beating up bargoers and trying to find him. Temmin would see that Telly sat drinking with a few other beings, each carrying at least one weapon, if not more. And as Telly was dressed in a crisply pressed uniform, with an old but polished Alliance helmet and yellow jacket, the rest of his companions seemed to have aped that look as best they could. Telly looked like he had leapt out of a museum exhibit of old Rebel Alliance battles while his men looked as though they were amateur Rebel cosplayers.

"I must say, I'm surprised you showed up alone or without a blaster in my face. Almost disappointed, really, considering what I've heard about you. Why don't we find ourselves a table, just the two of us, and you can tell me a little about yourself and I can let you know what I can do for you." Telly offered Temmin, walking over to an abandoned corner table.

@Nor'baal