Out Fishing [BHG Mission]

[Wit]

Seated all alone in a private booth in the Rancor's Pit cantina, Mia Lighthouse was sipping slowly on her drink. She still had fifteen minutes before she was to meet her informant, but as usual she had showed up well before time and scouted out the surrounding region. Better to be cautious than to be dead. It had taken her only a day to track down this informant after taking up the bounty on this Gunken the Great, some Mon Calamari with a hero complex.

After arriving on Nar Shadaa from their main headquarters in the Tantooine system, she had headed directly for the Guild offices to pick up whatever information was available there on her target. Having arranged this meeting, it had not taken her long to make it to this cantina in the undercity, it was almost as famous as the ferocity of the beasts it was named after.

Even in the crowd that gathered in places such as these, Mia was gathering much more attention than normal. Her white skin, pointed ears and blue tattoos making her a very rare and interesting sight indeed. Add to that her stunning looks and she was easily drawing the attention of more than a few members of the opposite gender as well as few of the same. Many thought of approaching her but the blaster holstered at her side and a certain aura of recklessness about her dissuading them from approaching her.

Finally as her chrono beeped, Mia put down her drink and dropped her right hand down to her balster, ready for the arrival of her informant.

 

[Horizon]

Frothoorni was certainly not used to working with the infamous B.H.G! In fact he was ready to soil himself when he stepped inside of the cantina. He could certainly feel the effects of his deathsticks wearing off and he was slowly breaking out into a cold sweat. Frothoorni almost believed it was worth it to duck out of the meeting to go buy himself another batch of deathsticks to keep himself level headed but if he dodged out of this Frothoorni was not going to be dealing with the regular type of gang muscle he was so used to dealing with.

There she was! Mia Lighthouse had contacted him days before to set up a meeting to get some information on a individual who was playing hero and was certainly not trying to hide it. Ducking and swerving about in the crowds, wiping what sweat the slide down his cheeks, Frothoorni was certainly loosing it. But he had made it to the booth finally.

Grabbing at his forearms constantly and darting his eyes about the room, Frothoorni was doing more than just acting a little suspicious. To him the whole galaxy was watching him but all he had to do was provide Mia with information and pray that she was going to pay him for the information.

"S-So you wanted to talk right? Right!? About the ugh..Ugh..The golden fish guy right? Yeah, yeah mister hero!"

 

[Wit]

Mia had noticed her agitated informant approach as he weaved his way through the crowd, having pulled a mugshot of him from one of Nar Shadaa's old security archives. His anxiety was clearly visible as he sat down and began speaking, as were other symptoms which indicated usage of narcotics, death sticks most probably, given their popularity in the sort of circles he frequented. She could see that he was visibly scared, which was good. It meant there was a lesser probability of him lying to her. But nonetheless she would be on the lookout for deception.

"Mr. Frothoorni." Not a question, just a statement, "Tell me what you know about him and you can collect your reward and leave here a happy man."

 

[Horizon]

"O-okay! Well they call him Gunken the Great. But I like to call him the Golden Fish. He usually dresses himself in...in..ugh..Golden armor. Frothoorni don't know if it is really gold. Maybe nice paint but none the less a pretty color. The Golden fish likes to pick on gang operations. Blowing up shipments of illegal products or simply wiping out an entire squad used to shake down the gang's clients.

The Gold fish also likes to bring big weapons! Mostly a repeater rifle, Frothoorni no see anything else. But Frothoorni does know where you can find him! Tonight there is a shipment of weaponry to aid a nearby gang take care of the Fish himself. He knows if they get their hands on all those weapons, mister fish will be fried. The shipment will arrive at the EVECA yard within the hour too!"

Stilly very skiddish, Frothoorni tapped his fingers upon the table as his eyes darted around the room. Confused yet ever watchful his eyes darted about the room at every passerby. This place was too enclosed. Too many people to keep track of. To him, everyone might be some type of narcotics agent. The one thing he feared the most.

 

[Wit]

Contemplating on what she had just learnt, Mia thought out her next course of action. Jumping in at the last moment like this meant that she would be effectively blind, without much intel and more susceptible to falling into traps. But at the same time it also meant that her query would have no chance of knowing about her either. That Frothoorni might have a loose mouth and ultimately spill the beans about her to someone had been a concern of hers, news traveled fast and it would not help her cause if the fish knew that she was on the hunt. Maybe this was all for the best after all.

Having made up her mind, she slipped a high denomination cred coin to Frothoorni, "There's your reward, as promised." Slipping out of the booth she began making her way out of the cantina. As she crossed the waitress on the way out she pointed over her shoulder at Frothoorni, still seated in the booth, "He'll take care of the bill."

Taking out her datapad, she found the fastest route to EVECA yard and headed out. Within twenty minutes she was there, all senses on the alert. With golden armor and a penchant for heroics, the fish wasn't really making things hard for her. He ought to be easy enough to find, but things didn't always turn out that way, something always went wrong. Being prepared to deal with those abnormalities was what made for a good hunter. Aware that the fish might already be here, lying in wait somewhere, she decided her best option would be to locate where this shipment was arriving and keep an eye on it and locate the fish when he made his move. Her plan put the lives of the gang members working here at risk, capturing the fish before he made his move would have been much better, but that was not her concern. The fact that it didn't bother her brought up a pang of guilt, the small part within her that was still her father's daughter, was still Jedi, regretting having to make such decisions. But that guilt vanished as soon as it had emerged, this was her life now, the path she had chosen, no point crying over spilled milk.

The yard was nearly empty, but she knew the gang members must be close by. Realizing that she did not have the luxury of time, she grudgingly decided to use the Force to locate them. Enforcing her will upon the Force, she expanded her awareness, searching and ultimately locating a group of beings close to where she was. They all had a cold and hard feeling to them, just what she would expect from criminals and gang members. Having located them she immediately withdrew from the Force, shutting it out once more. She did not want to use the Force any more than she had to. Making her way towards where she had felt the presences, moving carefully and quietly, she finally found the location where she assumed the shipment must be arriving.

Moving stealthily to a freighter set some distance from them, she moved in and hid in its shadow. Making sure that she could keep an eye on the men waiting for the shipment to arrive, she drew out her shockstaff and held it ready on her hand, ready to expand it to its full length. Now all she had to do was wait for the shipment to arrive and for the fish to reveal himself.