Mos Eisley Brawls ( OPEN )

[JediMaster]

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Dag Fothe was on Tatooine. He was headed for the Mos Eisley Cantina, home of some particularly dangerous bounty hunters. Fothe was here to recruit more soldiers for the Hutt Empire. He tucked his blaster pistol into his whuffa skin holster and walked across the desert terrain toward the building.


(( Wow... that was short. It must be because I just woke up... :CDumb ))

 

[The Gloaming]

Sefu was sipping his drink when a sullustan walked through the entryway. He was different somehow, he stuck out, but Sefu couldn't pick it out. As the sullustan began to talk with some patrons, Sefu realized just what was about to take place.

*SEVEN MINUTES EARLIER:
"You look like you work with the republic... "Not with, for. I'm a bounty hunter. Word is, some recruiting type is coming...recruiting Hutt soldiers. I gotta take 'im out. This'll make me enough money to buy a planet!" "Eh, yer business is yer own." The two twi'leks sipped their drinks patiently, and Sefu had heard the whole thing. I should take this one slow, I shall wait until they leave."

Sefu approached the sullustan and grabbed him by the arm. "We must discuss the condition of your speeder..." Sefu hoped this would get his attention, so they could talk in private, and formulate a plan to take the bounty hunters down.

 

[Kyl'ar Rekt]

Kyl'ar paid no attention to the rest of the people in the room.

"I'm telling you, bounty hunter, I didn't do nothin'. You tell your Hutt employer that. So what if I look like the guy?"

He was in a pickle. This Rodian bounty hunter had been tracking him for days - for something he didn't do. His employer, who was a Hutt, had a spice shipment stolen - by a Nautolan, supposedly with the same tattoo that Kyl'ar had on his arm. The Rodian spoke up.

"I'm still gonna kill you, and if you didn't do it, so what? Gurla will just pay me more for the extra effort." The rodian put extra emphasis on the word "effort."

Kyl'ar's hand dropped to his holster, flicking switches on his pistol. The Rodian already had a gun drawn on him.

"Over my dead body." Kyl'ar drew the pistol out swiftly. Bzzt, blam! The rodian shot and missed, the bolt hitting the wall just behind Kyl'ar. The Nautolan took advantage, and two sizzling laser blasts erupted from the pistol's barrel, frying the Rodian.

((Han Solo vs. Greedo is my favorite scene from A New Hope.))

 

[sankai]

Skobra Aryss had walked in to get a drink, listen to some conversation and see if any prospective employers might be waiting. Retirement had been tolerable, but now he was itching to get back to hunting bounties. Unfortunately, he walked into the middle of a fight. As he slid over to the bar, he saw a nautolan shoot down a rodian over some sort of argument. He whipped out his blasters and fired four shots at the nautolan, two from each blaster.
It's not bounty hunting, but this should be interesting, Skobra thought.