Nar Shaddaa

Jo'ren was pretty exhausted after a long day of killing things. Still, it had been educational. Now the only thing left to do was keep his promise and play some ball. He wore a red jumpsuit that complimented his skin.

Warming up he kept an eye on the crowd and wondered if the others would show up.

Cole's frosty exterior perfectly hid the blend of anger and nerves he was feeling, but he couldn't help cocking an appreciative eyebrow at Jo'ren's choice of clothing.

Also wearing a red suit with black details, Shaisha arrived.

"Hey, there's my action hero," she said in a sultry voice as she walked up behind Jo'ren. "And angel-hair too."

"Cole, you made it. Good." His eyes twinkled as he saw Shaisha arrive.

"Hey hot stuff. Did you see anything good on TV today?"

"Thought first I was watching a teaser of a new action movie, then I recognized your handsome face," she grinned and flipped the long braid off her shoulder.

"Believe I owe you an apology for having doubted you after the Kaggath."

After nodding to Jo'ren, Cole leaned against the wall and none too politely ignored the sith pair, pulling out his datapad and pretending to be interested in that instead.

He shrugged. "I had a better day today. I'll take that apology though." Winking he stood and stretched.

"Kinda hoping the others will show. I'm ready to finish the day on a high note."

Jo'ren has an incoming holo call from Lana Beniko.

"'Scuse me." He turns away from the others and takes a few paces to receive the call in relative privacy.

"Aspirant Beniko. Evening."

Niall showed up, wearing his usual workout clothing. Which, unlike the Sith, featured more blue than red.

He gave each of the assembled members a nod, his expression difficult to read.

"Captain," Shaisha adressed the new arrival, giving Jo'ren some privacy to answer the call. Though she had to restrain herself from not adding Alderaan to the name.

"Seems like we're going to have a rather diverse team."

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D5 LE Recovering Strain. Discipline/Willpower: 2eP+1eA 4 successes


Fully recovered strain. Yay!

Cole catches the arrival of the Captain out of the corner of an eye, grunts, but doesn't look up.

Jo'ren Rath wrote:"'Scuse me." He turns away from the others and takes a few paces to receive the call in relative privacy.

"Aspirant Beniko. Evening."

Lana appears fresh from the wastes it looks like. Her hair pulled back in a bun. She speaks, “Jo’ren Rath, my excursion to Kintan was longer than expected but fruitful. I have discovered information on Azanak and that should prove useful to the investigation. Unless you have killed him in my absence?”

"Unfortunately I was busy killing other things in your absence. Please, go ahead. I'm ready to kill this guy too." He nodded for her to continue.

Shaisha Vreysk wrote:"Captain," Shaisha adressed the new arrival, giving Jo'ren some privacy to answer the call. Though she had to restrain herself from not adding Alderaan to the name.

"Seems like we're going to have a rather diverse team."

Niall nodded. "That's good. The Valkyries were diverse as well." His lips twitched. "Peace talks may be a challenge, but at least everyone can get together for violent team sports."

He shot a quick glance and a nod at Cole.

“I got a location for where the cult does their training on their Nar Shaddaa, I will forward it to you. If Azanak is anywhere it is there, the stings of the Force are puling us in a singular direction. Azanak will not be alone,” she says before sending the coordinates.

It is in the Commercial District in territory controlled by the Black Sun.

Lana adds, “Black Sun controls that sector, I leave it to you to decide on your approach.”

Niall Organa wrote:He shot a quick glance and a nod at Cole.

Infighting looks bad for the talks, so Cole lifts his head and gives a stiff, if casual, salute to the Captain.

Shaisha cast a curious glance between Cole and Niall. Then rolled her eyes, figuring it had to do with that whole Hutt-thing.

"It's off-duty hours now, right, Angel-hair?" she said to Cole. "Means social interaction is permitted and all."

Cole favours Shaisha with a crooked smile, "of course, deviless, but it pays to respect one's superiors regardless of the time of day."

Niall smiled at the interplay between the two. "Not only is interaction permitted, but saluting isn't even required. After all, I'm not in uniform. Republic uniform."

"Glad to see you up and about, Cole." He said, his tone easy.

"Not sure if I would say that calling someone 'devilless' is the right way to go about it," she laughed softly. She didn't mind the particular nickname, after all.

"And not drugged out to match the junkies in the Red Light districts," Shaisha added to Niall's comment.

Truthfully, Cole was still on some pretty strong painkillers, but Ashla was keeping his doses down around normal human limits, not the rampaging elephant levels he'd given himself. Pushing a hand through his hair, "Ashla's quickly becoming a better surgeon than I am," and he rapped his knuckles lightly on his thigh where the bone had been fractured.

"Thanks, that's great work. I'll put my team together and deal with this tomorrow. Was there anything else?"

Jo'ren Rath wrote:"Thanks, that's great work. I'll put my team together and deal with this tomorrow. Was there anything else?"

"May the Force make you strong, Jo'ren," she says and ends the call.

Shaisha Vreysk wrote:"And not drugged out to match the junkies in the Red Light districts," Shaisha added to Niall's comment.

"Actually, they have a significant lead on him." Niall said, smiling just a little. "Or so it seemed when I had the opportunity to speak to one earlier today."

Cole Ormont wrote:"Ashla's quickly becoming a better surgeon than I am," and he rapped his knuckles lightly on his thigh where the bone had been fractured.

"And, perhaps more importantly, she has the bedside manner to handle argumentative patients." Niall turned the smile on Cole.