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Post by Rylian on May 27, 2017 15:04:48 GMT -8
She sized up the Mandos with a cold eye. One stepped forward and addressed Kolga in an ingratiating tone. Well-spoken for a faithless mercenary. Rylian fingered the chain dangling from the collar around her neck, idly wrapping it around her wrist, as she measured the being in front of them. He alone had stepped forward to speak and his bearing betrayed him as male of rank. She might have addressed him on board some naval vessel, were the circumstances different. Given the content of his words in addition to his tone, he wanted something from Kolga. A sneer touched her lips. These ragtag soldiers could ass-kiss like politicians all they wanted. Despite the Hutt's penchant for flattery, he was far more shrewd than most beings credited him.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2019 15:06:04 GMT -8
The crunching of glass was heard as Nasir and his minions entered the neglected Five Brothers Resort. The Zygerrian looks around, knowing the history of this place all too well. Kolga the Hutt once ruled this complex, the predecessor to Zordo and the Ajuur Cartel. There was good history here, the male thought, as he walked through the entryway and headed deeper inside. Flashlights on helmets and blasters illuminated the area, not much life here. Nasir knew that some of the homeless lived here, but the neglect of this building only provided temporary shelter. Its glorified days were long behind it and it had seen much better days.
He gently brushes the dust away from a fallen banner, revealing the symbol of the former Hutt, before turning to look at his goons.
You know what has to be done. Tear this place apart, find any valuables. Anything that belonged to Kolga personally or is Hutt in design we will send back to Zordo. Anything else, we will either keep or sell for a profit. Now get to work! Time to tear this place apart!
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 15, 2021 19:58:36 GMT -8
Setting down in the spaceport at the famed Five Brothers Resort and powering down the red Twi'leck turned took in a deep breath. Exhaling nice and slow through her mouth, just like they taught her when taking Lamaze, the red Twi'leck stood turning to her sisters clapping hands -Gid- "Family meeting do numa!" Both Alem and Shakk sat up straight in wait. Looking from one to the other the red Twi'leck remaining on her feet stood across from the other two, saying -Gid- "This is a reputable joint.... At least in terms of Nar Shaddaa; we must conduct ourselves accordingly." Seeing the the look in the eyes of the green woman she added -Gid- "We are so not taking any guff from anybody. Don't get that idea in your heads." Tongue slipping across upper lip -Gid- "Just no looking for trouble." Chin lifting slight but gaze still fixed on the others -Gid- "And.... Our immediate response is talking." Allowing her words a few seconds to sink in she asked -Gid- "Understood?" The others were quite for a long moment before Alem grudgingly said -Alem- "Understood." The blue girl followed -Shakk- "Yes Gid." The red Twi'leck was actually somewhat relieved; she was more than worried that all of this was going to feel like she was pulling teeth The three instantly took to getting dressed out. Nothing too fancy but they were not going in leisurely either. And all were typically armed to the teeth. As the hanger dropped the red girl dropped a last order -Gid- "Alem to my left; Shakk! Always stay behind us unless I say." The green Twi'leck added -Alem- "Which she won't." And at that The Twi'leck Three went walking into the heart of the Five Brothers Resort. For joy, it was magical, it was lovely and all that. Meet, greet and manage not to beat anybody. Listening a bit Gid had the three split up and mingle for a stretch, alibi it a constant eye was kept on the Blue Twi'leck. But nothing noteworthy presented itself. At least in terms of negative incidents. They achieved getting their feet in the door without so much as breaking a sweat, or having any of the three so much as chip a nail. Shakk even managed to get someone in authority to prop up a sign: Tale of The Twi'leck Three AN LUCHT SIUIL DHIUBH And With all settled neatly and fast the green Twi'leck whispered into the ear of her sister Gid -Alem- "Feet wet enough now?" To which she was told flatly -Gid- "Korjin go." With polite farewells and all such pleasantries handed out the pair snatched Shakk up and they made their way back to the ship awaiting them at the resort spaceport. Everything went off without a hitch . As the hatch to the Firespray-31-class interceptor dropped the girls quickly went inside. The door had scarcely shut and the ship had lifted off and they left the establishment behind them, for the moment at least
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