Where To Go From Here?

[Koedi_Se'Roc]

"Nar Shaddaa it is then." Koedi stated in his new-found voice void of personality. He entered the location into the hyperdrive system and before too long the small jumper was taking the two Sith toward the criminal planet. "Got a message from some guy named James Logan." Koedi said. "The same James Logan who bought our large slave ship a while ago." Koedi paused. "Knew we'd see him again." Koedi muttered.

Soon enough they were out of hyperspace and circling in orbit over Nar Shaddaa. Koedi piloted the jumper down to the planet's surface toward the location on the message. After a somewhat smooth landing, Koedi and his master Raith were walking toward the largest cantina in the system. The place hadn't changed much since they were last there. The same old scum patrolled the empty allies and buildings.

The two Sith sat down at a table close to the wall and awaited their contact.

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[James Logan]

James was on Nar Shadda again, and meeting his best buddies, his unnamed force weilders. He walked into the biggest, baddest most famous bar in the section, the one James didn’t know the name to. He walked in, and immediately spotted his people. As James walked towards his fellow, people’s heads turned, eyeing James’s stump. “How rude!” James thought. He waved his stump hand, and sat across from the duo. “Nice to see you guys again! Another trade?”


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[Koedi_Se'Roc]

Koedi addressed the man sitting across from him. "You tell me Logan. You're the one who called us here." Koedi sat back in his chair and put his hand on his newly-created lightsaber.

Koedi didn't say anything more. He wasn't exactly in the mood... for obvious reasons. As far as he was concerned, he was just going to do what his master told him to do. Koedi noticed the man's handless arm but honestly didn't care enough to ask.

 

[Raith]

Raith sat across from James and watched him intently. “I’m curious as to why you wanted to talk to us.” he said in his usual whispered voice.

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie walked into the somewhat incredibly large cantina on Nar Shadaa, the poignant smell of body odor and spilt beer immediately hit her as she walked through the doors. She was merely here to pass the time while her ship was being refueled at the docking station. She had decided to waste a little but of time at the rather large cantina and perhaps mingle with some interesting beings again. She had sensed some rather peculiar presences in the force as she made her way to the bar and ordered herself a Corellian Bloody Mary. She also promised herself that she would only have one, as she had become something of a lightweight since her more party centric days of her teenage years.

After throwing a few credits to the bartender after she arrived with her drink she set about sitting through the crowd of people. She didn't see anything particularly worth noting, that was until her eyes fell upon two quite obvious Sith sitting in the corner talking to what appeared to be a smuggler or some equal nefarious trade.

Her heeled leather boots clangged somewhat loudly on the floor as she made her way over to their table. Taking a casual sip of her drink once she arrived she looked around the table and sized the three men up.

So a three Sith and a smuggler walk into a bar on the smugglers moon.. She started, an obvious playful tone in her voice. Sounds like a bad joke but I guess it's true today huh gentlemen. She asked before taking another sip from her straw then setting down at the table. Her eyebrows raised slightly as she waited to be asked to sit down.

 

[Raith]

Raith’s attention went to the new Sith that had boldly walked up to their table. He felt that this was someone not to be trifled with and bowed his head slightly in respect. “Won’t you please sit down?” he whispered. “Join us.”

 

[James Logan]

James was about to talk, when a lady appeared and rudely interrupted him. “Fantastic more sith people. Is she one of your kind gentlemen? So anyways, i’ve Been thinking of doing some smuggling work, or terrorizing Jedi, with you guys and girl being sith that would fit right?”

 

[Koedi_Se'Roc]

Koedi was instantly caught off guard by this woman. On the surface she seemed charming and rugged but he could tell by her eyes that she was just like his master Raith, or worse. Koedi decided not to say anything. He wasn't interested in small talk he just wanted to get on to whatever was going to happen next.

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie smiled pleasantly at the albino as he asked her to sit down. She wasn't sure how they hadn't recognized her from the order, and while she knew she wasn't that big of a deal, she was quite popular on junction and korriban. The two Sith must be quite new to the scene she thought to herself as she cozzied up next to the smuggler. Then he called her a girl. She glanced over at him while he finished speaking, the two Sith were apparently not too much of conversationalists.

Well for one, I'm not a 'Sith girl'. She started, narrowing her eyes slightly at the man who was missing a hand. Probably the hutts. Only they would do something like that, well, besides the Sith. She thought in her own head as her attention shifted back to the other dark siders opposite her. Its not very nice to not offer a greeting when a lady sits at your table. She said to the zabrak male who had literally done nothing to acknowledge her. That by itself irritated her a little bit. As a Sith he should know she was, and if he didn't, then obviously he hadn't be paying enough attention to the people he should look out for. She thought how funny it would be to watch him ignore kravos or the Empress herself and the fun things they would do to him for such a thing. She giggled lightly to herself before turning her attention back to the smuggler with the missing hand.

And quite the plan you have there. Do you think things out before you do them or are you one of those guys flying by the seam of your pants? Cause it really seems like the latter. She said, taking another long sip from her straw and setting the drink back down. And I'm sure you're just looking to make a quick shiny credit am I right? She asked him rhetorically. She knew that all smugglers really cared about was money. She couldn't blame them either. To them, money was power, so the more they had the more powerful they felt. Tucking a blonde strand of hair behind her ear and stretching her back by pulling her arms over her head, she continued. But you might just be in luck today. My name is Serie Fond. It's a pleasure. She said, gently moving her arm closest to him even closer to him, her hand hovering in the air palm down quite dainty and lady like, waiting for the smuggler to take it.

 

[Raith]

“I am called Raith.” He gestured his left hand toward his apprentice, “This is Koedi. We are in search of certain items that will help our cause. This smuggler has a ship, and that is why we are here.” He looked at Serie with his milky white eyes, “Why are you here, if I may ask?”

 

[James Logan]

The sith exchanged glances and then the woman spoke. She offered him her hand. He took it with his good hand, and gave it a good firm shake. “Yes, I’m afraid I have to make a few creds. So as my friend here says, I have a ship and a few weapons. Figure we might go on an adventure, wanna come? It’s a I don’t know adventure.”

 

[Koedi_Se'Roc]

Koedi again kept his mouth shut. He didn't speak but did give the Sith sitting across from him a hesitant nod of his head. Her eyes were piercing. It almost hurt when when she looked at him. Koedi wondered what caused another Sith to sit down at their table and suddenly join their escapade. He wanted the answer but felt that minimal interaction was best.

Almost opposite of Koedi, this James Logan guy couldn't seem to keep his mouth shut. Surely it had got him in trouble before. What else besides a rambling mouth lands you a missing hand?

Raith was inbetween. He talked but it was direct and meaningful. He spoke and got responses. It was efficient.

For Koedi this was pretty much his first intergalactic venture. He wasn't even an adult yet! And he'd already gone through so much.

Something told him he was in for so much more.

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie nodded as the albino man introduced the two Sith. At least he has manners. She thought to herself before the smuggler suddenly reached out and firmly shook her hand hanging feminely in the air, causing her whole arm to flail.

She rubbed her wrist after the more than uncomfortable experience and raises her eyebrows just in see of what the man had said. I swear you're about as sharp as the dull end of a hydrospaner. How have you lived this long? She asked earnestly. She actually paused and rubbed her the bridge of her nose with an annoyed sigh escaping her lips.

Alright, listen, I feel bad for you. I do. So consider today your lucky day. She said with a fake smile plastered on her face. She wasn't necessarily going to do him a favor, so much as she was going to give him something to do that would be mutually beneficial for them both.

She had recently heard of a ritual being able to be performed only, according to what she had read, the witches of Dathomir. While the others wouldn't be privy to any of the real details of what she was going to be doing just quite yet, she had more than enough credits from her off time bounty hunting to ensure he would be extremely interested in going on the, so to speak, adventure.

As far as the other two Sith, she could just order them to come along. She certainly out ranked them, but that was never the way that she did things. She knew to attract bees you needed honey, not vinegar. And she knew many different strands of honey to dangle on front of all of them to keep them interested. And more importantly, keep them doing what she wanted.

She reached in her long black robe and casually produced several thousand credit chips and flicked them to the smuggler with a wink. Here's the first half of your payment for a trip to Dathomir. Try not to spend it all in one place ok? She said giggling a bit. She reached down and grabbed her drink and finished it. She hailed the waitress to grab her another before continuing. If there's something perhaps you two might like to know, I dont know, something like how to become a truly respected Sith in the order, perhaps you should come along as well. I can promise I'll need to teach you both some things before we get there. You too. She told the other Sith before returning her attention to the smuggler for the 'you too part of her speech. With the bait set she just waited for them to take it, and unknowingly, bring her closer to her goal of being the most powerful sorceress in the galaxy.

 

[James Logan]

James was a bit drunk, and didn’t hear what the woman said, but when she pulled out a thousand credit chip, he said “yes!” He didn’t even know what for. Credits are credits, and if he could continue to drink, he’d to anything to get them, he also needed the credits to find someone fix his arm.

 

[Koedi_Se'Roc]

Dathomir... of course. Why did it have to be Dathomir? Koedi had just gotten off of that horrible planet and now he was expected to go back? He shifted in his seat. This whole situation was uncomfortable but now with the prospect of going once again back to Dathomir, the lack of comfort was astounding.

Being from the system, Koedi had heard many stories of the witches of Dathomir. Their magic was as dark as they were. They worshipped the darkest parts of the force. They'd done things to people... terrible things. Physical mutilation, brainwashing, you name it.

Koedi's discomfort must have been obvious to the others. A trickle of sweat fell down the zabrak's forehead, not from heat of course mind you. He scanned the table. Everyone seemed locked on going to Dathomir.

 

[Raith]

Raith looked at Koedi. He knew that Dathomir was the last place his apprentice wanted to go. But if this Sith could teach them both a thing or two, then he was fine going wherever.
His goal of absolute power was going to happen eventually, and this woman was possibly a step in the right direction.
“Dathomir it is.” he whispered. “We leave as soon as everyone is ready.”

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie smiled quite happily as the group seemed to be all ready and eager to help her out. She was alot better at this than she thought, although she had a much easier time with the smuggler due to his being slightly inebriated at the moment.

She nodded at the Sith that spoke, narrowing her eyes slightly at his apprentice as he seemed to give an aura of uneasiness and uncertainty. She wasn't sure why, but she did recognize that he was Zabrak. Perhaps he had had some undesirable confrontation with the nightsisters while he was there. Regardless as long as he did what she asked he would more than likely live through his experience with them again.

Glad it's settled. Let's not waste any time. You have your credits smuggler, now it's time for you to hold up your end of the deal. I hope you can fly better than you talk by the way. She said sliding out of the booth They were seated at and tried to get one last slurp from her drink, making a rather annoying sound with her straw as she did so.

 

[James Logan]

James, still intoxicated mumbled something, and nodded his head. Getting up from his seat, he gathered up his credits, and accidentally knocked over his drink. "SssssOrry. I goooo where yoooou go." He gestured for everyone to move out first, then he followed.

 

[Koedi_Se'Roc]

Koedi followed the other three as the group walked somewhat slowly toward where James Logan must have had his ship docked. Flipping up his hood onto his head of horns, Koedi kept his mouth shut during the walk. Actually, no one really said anything the whole way there. It was officially all business it seemed.

Koedi immediately recognized the ship as he saw it. It brought back harsh memories into the young zabrak's mind. It was the ship he had been kidnapped and placed onto. It was also the place he met his master Raith. Raith saved his life there, even if it was only for seeing his potential in the force. From there after taking over the ship and relieving the former owner of his duties, Koedi had piloted the large slave vessel with Raith to the planet of Nar Shaddaa and sold it to the smuggler James Logan in exchange for his light jumper. Koedi did not know what Logan had done with the ship since he had owned it, but somehow Koedi had found himself back onboard.

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie followed her little group to the man's ship, tjough she was sure to make sure that the man wpuld be sober before he started to fly the ship. She didnt picture herself dying do to some idiot trying to fly inebriated.

With things more or less on order she took a seat in the cockpit like she belonged there and got ready for the flight to Dathomir. She didn't know what was going to happen to the others once they arrived, but she did know that she was going to persuade them to help her. In exchange she she was prepared to do favors for them as well. That was usually how things worked for her, favors for favors. While she considered the possibilities of what would happen once they arrived. Their society was a matriarch, which was safe for her, not so much for the other occupants of the ship however.