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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 18:12:03 GMT -5
Location: Coruscant. Era: Middle of the Clone Wars. Rulez: No God Modding, no commanding any more than a squads worth of soldiers or small group of ships. [No ships bigger than a standard Star Destroyer.] Oh, and try to avoid massive amounts of slaughtering over a short period of time. I play airsoft, so I know it's impossible to kill three hundred enemies on foot in one streak without suffering a fatal wound.
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Jakie's Cantina. No finer place to grab a cold drink and a hot meal anywhere else on Coruscant. Which is the exact reason M'aiq Senilus, freelancer and ex-Jedi knight, always stopped to eat there whenever he was around. Really, it had nothing to do with the fact that Jakie was a stunningly beautiful young Cyran woman who had been his closest friend and partner-in-crime since they were twelve.
M'aiq stepped through the door into her Cantina, his combat boots making a reassuring 'thump'-ing sound every time they fell on the hardwood floor. Jakie popped up from behind the bar, a smile plastered on her face. "Hey M'aiq! What are you doing out here?" She asked cheerily, at the same time grabbing a glass and pouring her friend a drink. M'aiq shrugged and chuckled. "Just passing through. I thought I'd drop by, see what you were up to." He replied, sliding onto a barstool and taking the glass, which was now filled with Firestar soda.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 20:21:55 GMT -5
At once, the door was opened silently, and a shadowy figure Glided in; so silent were his steps he may well have been an animated shadow. Sauntering up to the bar, he was not noticed by either, untill he noisily seated himself next to the two. "Greetings, friends." He purred, softly.... "Am I late?" He asked. "Too much free time tempts people to do.... Things..." He said slyly, smirking as he looked to Jackie first, then M'aiq. He allowed himself a chuckle, as he waited for his usual glass of firewhiskey.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 21:13:08 GMT -5
Jakie simply smiled, poured the new arrival his firewhisky, and handed it to him. "I would have slid it to you, but something messed up the polish on my bar and nothing's wanting to slide across it anymore." She laughed, walking into the back room. M'aiq cast the fellow a glance, but otherwise ignored him. A few seconds later, Jakie came out of the back room with a fair-sized envelope in hand. "This came in for you this morning, M'aiq. I think it's from your dad... Again. Want me to file it for you?" She asked, holding it out to M'aiq. "Yeah, 'file' that away for me." M'aiq sighed, thoughtfully rubbing his brow for a moment. Jakie walked over to the end of the bar, and chucked the envelope into the waste incinerator. "Y'know, he IS your dad. You should at least see what he wants one of these days..."
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 21:20:38 GMT -5
"You're Right, Jack." Dom said. "There's no reason to ignore him this long..... Even if he IS the biggest scumbag in galactic space, you oughtta start paying more attention to him." Dom added, thoughtfully. "At least look at 'em every once in a while. Hell, there could be money in there!!!" Dom said, cracking up laughing.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 21:30:41 GMT -5
M'aiq cast Dom a glare that could boil away three meters of starship armour, then took a deep breath to calm down. "I don't care. My dad abandoned my mother the moment she got pregnant, I want nothing to do with him, or his filthy money." M'aiq replied, adopting a dark, serious tone. Jakie sighed and poured herself a firewhisky, just because she had never tried one. She took a cautious ship, then ended up spewing it out all over M'aiq. "Oh jeeze! M'aiq, I'm sorry!" She yelped, grabbing a rag off the bar and trying to wipe off the firewhisky/spit mix dripping off M'aiq's face. The big Cyran laughed, cheered up a little by the expression on Jakie's face when the fire whisky hit her taste buds. Jakie shrugged and laughed a little herself, then walked back over to Dom. "Uh... Anything else I can get you, Dom? Maybe some Raviolli?"
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 21:45:55 GMT -5
"Ahhh, you're going to give me a heart attack, Jack." Dom sighed, now remembering he WAS indeed hungry. Gulping the entire shotglass full in one swig, he exhaled deeply. "MMmh. Good stuff. You should try it." He said, cracking up laughing. "Anyway, what's new in the fuzzy neck of the woods?" He asked, smelling the food as it warmed.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 21:55:55 GMT -5
Jakie laughed at Dom's comment about firewhisky as she walked into the back room and prepared Dom's meal. It only took her a few minutes to get it ready for him, and she was walking out of the kitchen with his meal in hand when he asked how things were going. "Bah, my parents are whining about what I'm doing with my life. That idiot from the loading bay is still flirting with me, and a group of underaged kids keep popping in and trying to buy a glass of firewhisky." She said in frustration, setting Dom's meal and utensils on the bar in front of him. M'aiq looked over and thought for a moment, then piped up again. "Jakie, could you get me... Hmm... How about a few slices of Pepperoni Pizza?" He asked, leaning lightly on the bar and giving her a smile. Jakie nodded, and dissapeared into the kitchen again. M'aiq looked down at Dom, and offered him a friendly smile. "Name's M'aiq, M'aiq Senilus. Sorry for my less than friendly opening comment, I get a little touchy 'bout my father."
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 22:02:02 GMT -5
"We've known each other for more than 6 years. Why the introduction?" Dom asked, uniting an wary eyebrow.
[[ Meh. I figured if all 3 knew each other, it'd kill a lot of the opening waryness, and cut down on the risk of being caught on opposite sides of the loaded gun. ]]
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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 22:06:01 GMT -5
[Good idea. M'aiq's wacking himself in the head with a bottle right now.] M'aiq groaned and slapped himself in the head. "Crap... Sorry Dom." He sighed, shaking his head. "Wow... You shoulda slept in this morning." Jakie laughed, gliding out of the Kitchen with M'aiq's chow. She handed it off to her friend, then walked around the bar and sat down on the stool between M'aiq and Dom. "So, what's going on in Dom's world? Blown anything up lately?"
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 22:15:20 GMT -5
"Not recently. I've been working on the files for a recent catch; BIG payout." He said, taking another small sip, smelling the raviolli cook. "I won't get the full payment until he's been youthanized, but I'm a patient man. He'll have his day in court, and be history the next day." Dom snorted. Being a bounty hunter was a fun and lucrative, if undeniably dangerous occupation. The hunting out here was excellent; civillized slobs that couldn't outrun and hide from a blind, crippled womp rat, with a speeder and a cloaking device. Payouts were small, but at the amounts of scum Dom brought in, it was more than enough to secure a lavish lifestyle. "The bolt he gave me's healed up well enough, though. I should've given him more than an "Accidental" shoving..." Dom muttered. The more dinged up bounties came into the office, usually the less he was paid, and the risk of being sued or the villan escaping on pardon were greater. Dom hated that kind of greater.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 22:30:07 GMT -5
Jakie nodded, smiling a little. M'aiq was enjoying his re-heated pizza, which Jakie had just thrown in the microwave to heat up. The bar was still empty aside from Dom, Jakie, and M'aiq, thanks to the fact that Jakie's sign was turned to 'Closed, come back later.' rather than 'Open'. "Nice! It must be a kick, being a bounty hunter." Jakie commented, sliding off her stool and walking around to the other side of the bar again. "Hey, Dom, can you do me a favor? Can you run a background check on someone, even if there isn't a bounty on their head?" She asked, standing half in the Kitchen, half out. She was only partially focused on Dom, the rest of her attention was spent listening for the timer she had set for Dom's raviolli.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 22:41:15 GMT -5
"Aye. Who be the unfortunate bugger that caught yer eye?" Dom asked, imitating perfect scandinavian accented english. "And what might ye be lookin' fer in said wretch?" He asked. Another swig of whiskey soon followed. "I'll have'im here on his knees, singing hymms of praise to the gods for his crimes, by Moradin!!" He exclaimed, slamming the glass on the table. Considering Dom's unreal tracking skills, it wasn't too far a stretch from reality.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 12, 2008 22:51:44 GMT -5
"The fellow's name is Gabe Santrell, my new next-door neighbour. I think he's up to no good. I've caught him giving me creepy looks, and he's been casing my Cantina and apartment for a few days now. I'm more than a little worried." Jakie replied, rubbing her neck with her right hand a little. "Guy sounds like trouble, I s'pose." M'aiq thought out loud, after finishing off a slice of his pizza.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 12, 2008 23:00:31 GMT -5
"Why not just have him meet an unfortunate accident before something big DOES go down?" Dom asked, nibbling on the nuts in the bowl on the bar. "I could do it for half the fee this time..." He said, absently. "And Noone who cares will find his body...." Dom said. Usually, people in the undercity care more about what a corpse had on it, than the thing itself. Neglected sentient skeletons in the street corners weren't an uncommon sight at all, so it wouldn't matter if just 1 more was added... A little crush from the fall, perhaps.
"If it'll please you, then I'll look'im up. Although I could probably find out directly by going straight to him...." Dom said, smirking. Noone, not even these two, knew about his force-pursuading powers. Everyone that knew him, on both sides of the bounty hunter's net, figured he was simply a person with an unnaturally smooth talking tongue. He chuckled; life was good as a scum slayer....
[[ 'Night for now, J-man. ]]
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Post by Jiang on Mar 13, 2008 8:48:10 GMT -5
While listening to Dom, M'aiq had removed a FN Herstal Five-seveN 5.7MM pistol from his backpack, equipped a taclight/laser sighting device on it, and screwed on the silencer. He slapped in the standard 20 round magazine, c0cked it, then set the safety and placed it into a specially designed holster he was wearing under his sweater. He then pulled out a datapad, checked how many credits he had, then sighed. He had 17,000 credits in his account, but he had to send most of the money back home for his mom. However, he did have another form of payment. By sheer dumb luck, Iago Petrilli, who had a fifty thousand credit bounty on his head, stowed away aboard M'aiq's Gunship in an attempt to get off Coruscant, only to have M'aiq find him and clobber him silly. Mr. Petrilli was currently tied up inside the Gunship's extremly cramped arms locker, much to the stowaway's discomfort. One short trip to the Bounty Hunter's Office, and M'aiq added a large chunk of change to his account. "How does a payment of twenty-five thousand credits sound to you, Dom? 'Cause that's what I'll give you to make this Santrell guy leave Jakie alone." M'aiq said quietly, sliding a datapad with Petrilli's info on it.
Jakie remained fairly quiet, not really wanting to discuss how to get rid of Santrell. She was just glad that she had a friend like Dom to take care of problems like this. Sure, M'aiq could handle it, but he'd make a heck of a mess in the process AND he'd get himself into trouble.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 13, 2008 16:20:36 GMT -5
"A little under half, but I'll do it." Dom said, picking up the datapad. "Now. How am I going to do this?" He asked, figuring he would get the worst of the discussion behind them. "Ice him, or forceful interrogation?"
[[ BRB: 45 min ]]
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Post by Jiang on Mar 13, 2008 16:40:04 GMT -5
"Forceful interrogation first, then if need be, ice him." M'aiq replied, standing up. "I'll be back soon." He said quietly, briskly walking out of the Cantina and dissapearing down the relativly uncrowded streets.
Jakie sighed and crossed her arms. She was a little worried, but she hid it well. She stood up, walked around the bar, and placed a small acess card on the bar next to Dom. "In case the Cantina is locked up when you come back." She explained, walking over to M'aiq's stool and sitting down on it.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 13, 2008 17:12:39 GMT -5
Dom picked it up. "Right. And how will I know when to put this to use?" He asked, producing an obsidian dagger. It was a beautifly macabre and tough thing indeed: Cortosis weave throughout the dagger was in the pattern of a large, exotic spiderweb, across the jet black dagger itself. The blade was made from the rare obsidious stone, a rock so hard and black and cold that it seemed to steal away the warmth and light away from it's surroundings. Obsidious was a rare and expensive thing to refine to this grade, and as Dom put it well to use, Obsidious had gained a reputation in kin-slaying on the planets it came from, and general blood-spilling elsewhere. The silvery sheen of the cortosis running through the straight, narrow blade contrasted sharply to the black, and the gold plate on the handle. A large, almost black-red ruby sat at the top of the hilt, completing the entire dark thing, gracefully. As he showed it to her, the ruby glinted sharply in the light and he smirked as she stared at it, examining it for a moment. He was very careful with it; Obsidious was hard enough that it could be honed to a mono-atomic edge, meaning it would literally sink itself up into the hilt, if he dropped it tip-first, even from only 6 inches above the hard wood bar.
[[ Does she live in the bar? I see no reason for him to drop by after hours if noone will be there... ]]
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Post by Jiang on Mar 13, 2008 18:36:53 GMT -5
[She's going to be in the Cantina until Santrell is 'taken care of'. Jakie sighed and rubbed her brow slightly. "I'm going to stay in the Cantina, at least until Santrell is dealt with. Look, Dom, the guy's a freak. I know this 'cause he broke into my apartment and went through all my stuff! He didn't take anything, and I hope that he didn't leave anything behind." She replied softly, watching in fascination as Dom produced a very beautiful and exotic dagger. She couldn't help but stare at it, and admire the weapon. After a moment, she finally looked away from the dagger, instead focusing on the digital clock above the bar. It read 20:35, meaning that she had closed up far too early tonight. "Oh, shoot... I think I might as well open the Cantina back up for a couple hours. It'll give me something to do. What do you think, Dom?" She asked absentmindedly, glancing out the Cantina's front window at a trio of Republic MCPO's, who were regular customers and fairly decent fellows.
Meanwhile, about ten miles away, M'aiq had delivered Mr. Petrilli to the Bounty Hunter's Office, gotten his payment, and was well on his way back to the Cantina. Sadly, a bomb scare in the part of Coruscant he was in had scared off all the air taxis, meaning he had to walk back to the Cantina.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 13, 2008 18:53:09 GMT -5
"In my personal recommendation, I'd urge you to keep this place locked up tighter'n a virgin on prom night. BUT, I don't own the place; the desicion is yours." He said, with a sigh. "And I can't be in two places at one time, so...." Dom said, trailing off. He picked up the Datapad. "At least he lives a good 10-12 miles from here, so I can just run back incase of an emergency...." Dom sighed, sarcastically. "But, I digress, and head off." He said, sliding the dagger back into his chest sheathe and standing uniformly. "Add the ravioli to my tab, I suppose." He called, walking out. It never left the oven, but it was probably better for his health in the long run. Swinging back on his black cloak, he walked off and nabbed a passing taxi.
~10 Minutes later~
Dom held out the Datapad, and looked up at the building I.D. "This is the place..." He mumbled to himself. Sliding it back away, he opened the door, force-talked his way past the manager, and was up the elevator in seconds. "As good a start as any...." Dom sighed aloud, brandishing a taser and keeping various other instruments of torture not far from reach. As the bell dinged and the door opened he walked out quickly, his cloack silently fluttering behind him. Silently, he rechecked the info against that of the door, and smirked. "And Bingo was his name--" Dom thought, kicking down the door. "--o" He finished thinking, walking in on the splintered portal.
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