The crew of the light freighter is rudely awakened or bothered by someone beating on the entrance to the ship. Outside a crew of thugs, criminals, and killers mill about and the dock crew have made themselves scarce. A woman shouts at the Starcross.
"I don't give a damn who your aunt is Hutt, I want my money!" she shouts.
"Captain, you have a visitor. And, she has a lot of friends." Galen called out as he assessed the crowd through a viewport. "Eight, can you get a full count?"
Human | Force Sensitive | Seeker | Hunter | Neutral Wears: Heavy Clothing, Utility Belt, Thermal Cloak Carries: Datapad, Comlink, Scanner Goggles, Other Gear as Necessary Pet: Navi
The Hutt leans on the com button "I think I need a little more information then that, what do you think we took and when? Were we doing a job for you that I am not familiar with?"
* Hutt Smuggler * Besaddii Kajidic * Captain of the Starcross *
Equipment: Personal Repulser Sled, Thick Clothing, Stims, Com Unit, Mask, Rings
Eight's chest rumbled in amusement. "Xierreau, keep near the pilot controls, I'm heading to the Auto blaster now." The droid chimed in on the conversation. Moving through the ship, the droid got into position and looked out the viewport to get a sense of just how many enemies they had here and what their loadout might be.
Profile ¤ Droid ¤ Independent ¤ Huge ¤ For Hire ¤ On the Starcross
Carries: Heavy Battle Armor (1 Defense), Blaster Rifle On Occasion: Frag Grenades
Meanwhile, Galen reached out with the Force, trying to get a sense of how many were out there. The area was clouded with anger and darkness, however, and he pulled back. Instead, he slid his goggles into place and waited for whatever would happen.
There are 15 thugs near enough to the ship not to generate a targeting solution.
"You have minutes or we start using charge to open this rust bucket. I can be reasonable... as long as I get my money," she says in a tone that sounds anything but reasonable.
I hate it when they're clever. Should have put an anti-personel gun on this thing. "Too close to blast with the guns." Eight stated, heading back to the cockpit.
"Maybe we can sell her the jawa." The droid says with some amusement.
Profile ¤ Droid ¤ Independent ¤ Huge ¤ For Hire ¤ On the Starcross
Carries: Heavy Battle Armor (1 Defense), Blaster Rifle On Occasion: Frag Grenades
Galen Sol wrote:OCC: Nope. I just have the basic power. I was assuming she was the one banging on the ship and thought that might be close enough. Oh well.
The woman calms down and says, “Look I won’t shoot you, but we should discuss this matter like business people. You owe me money and now you can make it up to me… then we can be square.”
"Captain, Aphr and I are going to talk to her. We'll see if we can sort this out." he called over the commlink. Looking to Aphr, he waited for her agreement before meeting with the woman.
Human | Force Sensitive | Seeker | Hunter | Neutral Wears: Heavy Clothing, Utility Belt, Thermal Cloak Carries: Datapad, Comlink, Scanner Goggles, Other Gear as Necessary Pet: Navi
"We'll keep the door open for ya." Eight mentioned as he took up a position near the door, just in case. He was not happy with the notion of owing these sleemos 20,000 credits. Better to take their chances in killing them all. He'd gotten a few of his grenades out in preparation.
Profile ¤ Droid ¤ Independent ¤ Huge ¤ For Hire ¤ On the Starcross
Carries: Heavy Battle Armor (1 Defense), Blaster Rifle On Occasion: Frag Grenades
"I know you'll take care of things, Eight." He nodded and stepped outside.
He walked up to the strange woman. "Obviously, we did a job that crossed with your interests. It happens to all of us. What can we do to rectify this problem?"
Human | Force Sensitive | Seeker | Hunter | Neutral Wears: Heavy Clothing, Utility Belt, Thermal Cloak Carries: Datapad, Comlink, Scanner Goggles, Other Gear as Necessary Pet: Navi
“Well you can pay me what I am owed but if not then you can do me a solid,” she says in a calm tone.
“I got a shipment of fresh slaves coming in from a buyer, they will meet you at Seven Devils to avoid the Hutt fees. Take the shipment and bring it to Nal Hutta and we can say the debt is settled,” she finishes.