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{Transmission: From, Fredric}
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*A small Zabrak dressed in the finest robes comes on to the screen.*
(......... "Hello I am Federic, and i wish to hire your so called services. There will be a BIG payoff for everyone that joins." His thin lips move into a small smirk. "But for those who are faint hearted i suggest you stay in your cradles and let your mother rock you back to sleep. Meat me on the coordinats im sending you. You will probbaly notice that there is no planet there, but my company is based on a rather large asteroid. I shall see you soon...........)
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Owen was working on his latest money scheme when he received the message. He was ready to go as soon he heard Big payoff. He quickly pushed all his other projects aside and piled up everything he would need.

Finally with everything put into packs or attached to Owen's heavy armor he was ready to go. He hopped into his brand new two seater starfigther. With this top of the line hyperdrive on this little ship he would reach the location very quickly.

He decied to radio any others to see if they were coming.
"Anyone else coming?" :arrow:

Rasper was in his room cleaning his gun when he had received the message. Rasper was excited to go on a mission and finally try out some of his equipment. He grabbed his helmet, shouldered his shotgun along with his compact rocket launcher and a few sticky grenades and two combat knives. He also attached a special vest that held a lot of ammo for his gun. Rasper headed down to the hanger to see who else was coming along.

Dante's then appeared on owen's ship screen, he still had the same smile on his face that he always had while his right hand was freneticaly playing with a combat knife

"hey owen, another new scheme to make some credits ? sounds fun. gimme 5minute and ill be there"

exactly 5 minute later he arrived in the hangar where owen had broadcasted his message

Owen sees the other two the hanger and he revs up his ship a couple times making the hanger extremely loud.

"HEY GUYS LIKE THE NEW SHIP? AHAHAHAH" and he revs up the ship again.

"And people said the dummies guide to Nar Shadda wouldn't work. Well this is the readers , money at work"

as dante casually walked into the hangar, garbed in his eternally same cloth, he smiled at the sight of rasper

"itchy to try the new gun ?..."

he smiled as he drawed vita -his rapid-firing boltar- from its holster in a quick spinning move

"...me too, hehe."

Rasper smirked as Owen revved the ship. "Your going to blow you engine doing that" he said with a smile. He walked up to the ship and took a good look at it. "What kind of ship is she?" he asked.

Owens's face went blank.
"Um well, it's a fast one, and expensive."
He opened up a small compartment and took a small data pad out of it. He handed it to Rasper.
"I suppose the brand is in there. To be honest i just got this one because the salesmen showed me all the great features."

dante smirked

"i bet he "forgot" to mention all the not-so-great features"

he coldly laughed

"i dont care really, as long as it bring you and your passenger where you want, then its alright i guess. by the way, i hope one of you two has a ship with some place, mine's is out of order right now"

Rasper looked at the ship then at Owen. "Yea I guess thats all you can ask for in a ship" he said agreeing with Dante. Rasper took a seat on a cargo container lying next to the ship. "So where are we headed anyway?"

"Not sure, some asteroid belt on the outer rim."

Owen pressed a button on his armrest and two compartments slid out of the side, on one compartment the sword Dante made for Owen laid, on the other were datapads with the title 'Nar Shadda for Dummies, Volume 2, Kickin IT Owen style'. A picture of Owen with a gold chain around his neck and his arms crossed on his chest was on the screen.

"Wasn't supposed to do that, i meant to open the sword compartment. Don't tell anyone about Volume 2 it's unreleased."

He tried to press the button to make it go back in but a small shelf opened on the bottom reveailing a whole bunch of the Volume 2 Nar Shadda for dummies copies.

"Well, this is starting to get frustrating."

dante's eyes widened and his eternal grin faded as he saw the many things popping out of owen's ship.

"that is...unexpected to say the least"

he played a bit with his knife

"i guess were waiting in case other peoples wish to join you ?..."

he then walked away, and as owen and rasper turned around to continue chatting they heard a loud triple bang. quickly turning around they saw dante which had his white boltar still smoking and 3 small piece of metal junk falling to the ground, a big hole piercing them.

"what ? might as well train while were waiting"

he then positionned many useless pieces around the hangar, practicing his shooting skills on them with both guns

((Charles Magna's Introduction / Badass Theme. Listen and add to the ambiance of my post))




Charles was headed towards the nearest planet with a Czerka Corporation base of operations in his starship, a modified Sith Interceptor from the old Civil War 300 years ago. It had been painted white, with the golden emblem of the Czerka Corporation on either wing and emerald trim along the edges of the wings. There was something written on the side of the cockpit, "Ivory Crusher". The man inside wore a set of what appeared similar to Mandalorian Armor, with the exception of the helmet. The armor was also not colored uniform of typical Mandalorian Armor. The base of the armor was emerald green, with golden accents running under his arms and between his legs. Also in gold was the Czerka Corporation's emblem right on the center of his chest.

The man himself looked quite sophisticated in appearance. Combed hair, Germanic facial features, and a smug, upper-class look about him. The young man of 22 heard a beeping on his communications intercepting array. After hearing the transmission, he smirked before flicking a switch and pressing a button, "This is Executive Field Representative #6954. Arrival to receive shipment has been temporarily delayed. Expect communications from me within 30 standard minutes of touchdown." He awaited the response from the other end of the communications.

"Executive Field Representative #6954, you are understood. We await your contact. Ground Control out."

Charles smirks as he changes course to the location of the coordinates he had intercepted, 'If I play my cards right, I could make even more credits than initially intended. Ah... a dealer's work is never done...' Charles thought in his head, basking in the thought of the potential wealth that would come from his mission as he approached the asteroid, communications port open and ready for the station to contact him.

some time had passed...dante couldnt really say just how much...

the floow was litered with tiny pieces of shredded metal, a testimony of the gunslinger's weapon and skills.

he then stretched himself and looked at owen and rasper
"guys, alright for waiting for others, but just how long are we gonna stay here ? wasent the message saying it was urgent ? someone could arrive before us"

he then sat on a crate, clearly annoyed with his usual grin making place to a cold and deadly facial expression...

Rasper had been talking to Owen about his ship like how much it was and where he got it. He himself was looking for a ship. It was hard to talk over the noise of Dantes gunshots and he was glad when he finnaly stopped. Rasper streched out and began to examine his gun to make sure it was ready to go.

Owen began to tire from waiting for more people.

"Guy's lets get going, I think we're ready to go."

Owen closed the top on his starship and radioed to the other with the loud speakers.

"LAST ONE THERE HAS TO BUY A ROUND OF DRINKS"