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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 18, 2014 9:41:32 GMT -8
Cassel sat in the Crystal Moon, a restaurant in Mos Entha, wearing the Kulu hat he had acquired on Tython. It was held up by his slightly pointed ears, and his topknot swept down behind him, poking out from the base of the hat. R2-D4 was at the entrance, wearing his own child sized Kulu Hat, beeping every now and again about unfair treatment of droids, and droid rights, and then hostile takeover. The other droids forced to stay outside the main restaurant hushed the astromech inciting rebellion and went offline.
Cassel drank from his glass of milk and ate a chocolate chip cookie, munching on it loudly. He smiled to himself as he played a game on his datapad, which consisted of flinging an array of birds at pigs, who were distraught over the theft of their eggs.
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Mar 18, 2014 9:49:25 GMT -8
A small shuttle traveling from Mos Eisley speedily made it's way to the first docking bay that was open. The boy followed by his B1 droids stepped out of the craft. The boy carried a glum expression on his face. Mos Eisley had turned out to be very boring during his short time there. No matter how much effort he had made to amuse himself with activities in and around the spaceport his attempts had failed.
"This place looks a bit more lively at least. Those domes are grandiose looking aren't they boy's? I wonder what entertainment they may hold?"
The droids just shrugged as Sephar talked. They had seen it all before. A slightly enthusiastic Sephar when he arrives at a new destination, then a very depressed one when they found nothing to do. They could calculate that the possibilities of that happening again where high.
"Forward troops!"
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 18, 2014 19:00:06 GMT -8
Cassel lifted the brim of his hat as a new person entered the Crystal Moon. He took a big gulp of his milk and ate another cookie. Waving the bartender over, he spoke through baked goods.
"Gefft thart mahn some mshilk and cshookiesh"
The bartender shook his head, not believing the requesting of the diminutive scamp before him, but complied. The man's credit chit checked out, and had plenty of funds. He took out a tray of cookies and put a few on a plate, and filled another glass up with milk. Waving a waitress over, he handed the duo of deliciousness to her, and pointed the the new arrival. She rolled her eyes and walked over, handing the two items to Sephar.
-Waitress-
"Compliments of the midget with the hat."
The waitress trotted off, obviously a bit annoyed. When Sephar would look around for said midget, or hat, he would see Cassel waving happily, the area around his mouth smudged with crumbs and chocolate, as well as a milk mustache.
"Hullo there! Over here!"
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Mar 19, 2014 4:51:05 GMT -8
As Sephar and his droids walked into the Crystal Moon they were almost immediately approached by a waitress holding a glass of milk and a tray of cookies. Declaring that they were compliments of "the midget with the hat" Sephar looked around and saw a little man waving to him. He looked like he was quite enjoying the cookies and milk he had bought himself.Taking the two items from the waitress and telling his droids to go sit down somewhere nearby, Sephar walked over to the midget.
"Well its not to often that a stranger buys you milk and cookies." Sephar flashed a grin at the midget. "Well, to a person who shows such kindness, please, introduce yourself that I may thank you. I myself am called Sephar."
Sitting down next to the man, Sephar took a sip of milk and a large bite off a cookie. Munching on it he looked at the strange little man next to him.
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 19, 2014 7:34:02 GMT -8
Cassel took a rainbow colored handkerchief out of one of his many pouches. Tucking it away, he extended a hand to Sephar in greeting.
"Nice to meet'cha Sephar! My name is Cassel Nathaniel Lockpick, scourge of the Calrossian drift."
Given the fact that no such 'drift' existed, Cassel was obviously living one of his fantasies right now. The pirate accent he adopted not even a microsecond later proved it.
"Thar be treasure in ships that have been crashed, and I need a good first mate that can navigate the Calrossian comets, argghhh...Lots of booty to be had, yarrrgh."
Forgetting he could see through both his eyes, Cassel pulled out an eye patch. Lifting the Kulu hat momentarily, letting the fullness of his topknot be seen for a moment, he put the elastic band around his head and brought the eye patch over his left eye. He smiled like it was all a game, and he was winning. Even though you couldn't really win pirates, at least not at this point in the game.
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Mar 20, 2014 12:38:39 GMT -8
Sephar heartily shook the hand that was offered him. Happily amused by the proposed quest spoken of by Cassel.
"Ai! But you have me mistaken my dear pirate captain, for I am a captain myself! Let us rather join forces and steal and plunder our way to riches and fame!
Sephar spoke in a enthusiastic and keen manner. A twinkle could be seen in his eyes as he spoke of adventure.
"To the Calrossian comets I shall follow you, together we shall navigate them and with great treasures we shall return!"
He took another big gulp of milk and chomped on the rest of his cookie. He didn't know whether Cassel was playing a game or not, he didn't care, all he knew was that he had met a really strange little man, one that he knew he would get along with very well.
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 21, 2014 10:08:05 GMT -8
Cassel's jaw dropped for a second. He was very gullible, and took the man's statement seriously. He lifted his eye patch and tripped over his next few words.
"R-really? You're a c-captain?"
Getting back into character immediately, Cassel hopped onto the cushion of the bar stool he was sitting on, and took out his shoto lightsaber, the indigo blade swooshing out in a flash. He held it heroically up into the air. All the other patrons stared, several had their hands on their blaster. The bartender put his hand over his eyes and shook his head.
"To conquest and treasure!"
Cassel attempted to step off the stool, but the seat rotated, causing him to lose his footing and trip off, impacting the floor face first. His lightsaber fell to the floor, automatically switching off. His Kulu hat had also fell off his head, and floated back down to rest on top of his topknot. Slowly he got up, rubbing his face with his left hand, and pulling his lightsaber back to his right with the Force.
"Ow....Let's pretend that didn't happen..."
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Mar 22, 2014 4:17:34 GMT -8
Seeing the lightsaber Sephar suddenly became slightly curious.
"You wield a lighsaber? Are you now a pirate or a Jedi, or a Jedi pirate? I must admit I've never heard of one of those, yet I'm sure there are stranger things in the galaxy."
"I must admit, the last Jedi I met was rather dreary, glum and boring like. You definitely do not fall under any of those characteristics. Now what are you, so that I may tell everyone who I became rich and famous with!"Sephar exclaimed in a load voice which traveled to every ear in the vicinity. Everyone must have thought that they were mad. They would not understand though, since it was obvious that everyone had forgotten how to have fun.
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 22, 2014 16:02:18 GMT -8
Cassel lifted his eye patch to completely show his confused looked.
"I'm not a Jedi. My Uncle never let me take the Trials. He said they would destroy my carefree spirit and ruin my life, or something or other. You know how old people are. All smell, little sense."
Cassel flipped his eye patch back down with a flick of his finger, and raised his lightsaber once more, this time from a much safer stance on solid ground. He got back into character once more, after repeatedly breaking it. He somehow managed to not answer Sephar's questions, and instead continued to exclaim about the riches he would have. Cassel looked more than a bit ridiculous. A green shirt with a yellow vest, blue pants, an eye patch, as well as the Kulu hat which was several sizes too big for his head. Not to mention him holding a lightsaber. If someone were to tell their friends about this event later, they would take it as a horrible joke, despite it being the truth.
"Yes! Treasure, riches, and horrific deaths!"
Cassel was always looking for interesting ways to die. Flying into an exploding star was (currently) at the top of his list. Death by comet was a close fourth. Black hole was second, but he still did not think he would die if he jumped into one. He thought he would just end up in another part of the Universe, or another time, or, and hopefully, another reality with another him.
"Also let's find us a black hole to travel through!"
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Mar 24, 2014 12:38:59 GMT -8
Sephar ignored the fact that Cassel had not answered his question. He thought that if the need arose, he would bring it up some other time again.
"Right you are! What do you think of this though? We first get insanely rich off our plunder, then when we have found ourselves a black hole, we go through it? I doubt that we would die but I'm sure it's worth it! Once we have survived going through a black hole and become known by all the galaxy, we spend the rest of our lives following the course of adventure and amusement! "
Sephar gestured vigorously with his arms and hands showing his enthusiasm. By now everyone within earshot of the two would have thought they were completely mad. The must have thought that, somehow these two had escaped from the mental institute, talking about going through black holes and becoming famous for it. No ordinary person would even dream of doing such things but then again, It was quite obvious Sephardi and Cassel were no ordinary people.
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 24, 2014 19:36:40 GMT -8
Cassel deactivated his lightsaber, this time of his own volition, and clipped it to his belt. He put his arms on his hips and spoke matter-of-factually to Sephar.
"I already live my life following amusement and adventure. I once fought a dragon dressed as a human child...or maybe it was the other way around...never mind that's not important, but the fact remains that I did not blow up that building. Even if I did, the priceless crystal had already fallen into one of my pouches, and I did not steal it. It's not my fault it grew legs and decided to hop around, and the testimony of that one armed Besalisk is useless in court, as he was obviously plotting to steal the crystal himself....Not that anyone else stole it...."
Having significantly gone off topic, which Cassel did not notice, he then crossed his and continued babbling about things that did not matter, at least to anyone but him, ending with-
"And that's why I'm not allowed to go on roller coasters anymore. Turns out my topknot doesn't account for the extra few inches I need. Platform shoes don't trick them either."
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Mar 28, 2014 12:50:04 GMT -8
Sephar found it amazing how a reasonably sane man could just change topic so easily. It almost seemed as if Cassel was doing it on purpose, but obviously he was oblivious to the fact that he was just switching between topics without giving any direct answers
"Yes well, ah, I guess roller coasters are out of the question. I'm sure we will work something out. For now we must be moved to action. We are babbling my friend, adventures are experienced through actions, not through words! Let us rather go, find our selves some adventure and let's stop talking. We are only wasting time!"
Sephar stared at Cessal hoping that this time he would at least answer directly without changing topic.
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Mar 28, 2014 18:35:39 GMT -8
Cassel pulled up the sleeve on his left arm, under which were no less than seven, but could possible be more, timepieces. Some ancient by the look of them, others newer than Cassel's clothes. He tapped a random one.
"Time is always on my side. I should tell you about the time I went back to the first Galactic Civil War, and sto-Imeanborrowed...Palpatine's hat. Got it signed and everything. I have it somewhere around my ship...well...Kara's ship. She let me borrow it. She's off somewhere with mine. You'd like her. Her hair gets poofy when she gets mad. Like a big red poofy...ball?"
Beginning to take the urgent matter of...whatever it was that they were going to do, Cassel took off his eyepatch, leaving the Kulu hat on of course, and tucked the black eye piece in one of his pouches. He gestured for Sephar to follow him.
"My...well..Kara's ship has plenty of room! It's a Delaya-class Courier. Lots of space for treasure, and sweets."
Cassel began to run off, his hat bouncing up and down as he made his way through the crowd. Already back on his way to the ship, Cassel's trusty astromech R2-z4, was already making his way to the ship well ahead of Cassel himself, who seemed to be taking the scenic route.
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Apr 2, 2014 5:54:41 GMT -8
Sephar still wanted to offer Cassel to go to his ship, The Lark, but he didn't have the chance. He would just have to wait. As he started to jog after Cassel he called one of his droids who had been patiently waiting. He told the droid to go with the others and return to the ship then await further instructions. The droid nodded and moved off.
"I must say he is faster than I would expect a man with such short legs to be."
Sephar sprinted forward slowly catching up to Cassel. Yes the adventure had began, now where exactly would it take them?
Catching up to Cassel, Sephar slowed to match the midgets speed. "Now where is that ship of yours?"
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Apr 3, 2014 12:58:55 GMT -8
As Sephar caught up to Cassel, the diminutive little imp was already picking speed back up, at least until he came to a door. Placing his hand on the panel, the backlight lit up green when it scanned his hand. He walked through the doorway, which led to one of the private hangars, an exclusive one for persons of importance. He waved his hand over for Sephar to stop being a slow poke, and pointed to the Delaya-class Courier. The thing almost looked like an insect. Plus the plating was singed from rapid entries and exits from orbit, as well as dented and the paint worn down. Whatever the name of this ship was, it was now lost to time, as no one really knew. The name paint had worn off long ago.
"There she is! Isn't she pretty? Kara calls her Baby. I usually thought it was guys that gave ships girl names, and girls that gave them guy names. Though I suppose babies can be either boys or girls..."
The ramp slowly opened, and R2-Z4 rolled down, having already finished the pre-launch checks, and had warmed up the engines and hyperdrive. His junior sized Kulu hat had, amazingly, stayed on his domed head. Cassel patted the side of the droid's dome as he strolled into the ship, immediately heading for the cockpit. He turned for a moment to egg Sephar on.
"C'mon silly! Let's get this show on the road."
And with those final words Cassel disappeared into the ship, but soon popped back up in the captain's chair, and was already playing with buttons.
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Post by Sephar D'cav on Apr 7, 2014 12:42:48 GMT -8
Sephar took his time admiring the interesting looking ship. It was not new but definitely had character! He walked up the ramp and into the ship. Making his way to Cassel, he continued examining the interior. It was true that this vessel would do very well for the adventure that they would soon embark on.
"Very nice ship you has here Cassel. I just have one favour to ask you. Could we first head to my ship that is currently in orbit so that I may give instructions to my commander before we leave. He can either follow us at a distance on our escapade, or he could meet us at a certain destination once we have finished."
Sephar sat himself down next to Cassel and looked at him."While I make those arrangements you can dock your ship in a hanger bay and have a look around my vessel while you wait. I'm sure you will be very impressed. I have even had my very own entertainment area added."
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Post by Cassel Lockpick on Apr 8, 2014 17:18:11 GMT -8
Cassel did a salute to Sephar, acknowledging his request, and immediately began randomly hitting buttons and flipping switches. He did not seen to notice as almost everything he had just done was undone. Behind the pair was R2-Z4, hook up to a console, obviously the one ensuring they did not explode before even lifting off. Cassel just kept his smile on as he took control of the joystick, and pulled down. The ship immediately tilted up, and began taking off.
"You know, inverted controls always take some getting used to. I hope I don't crash into your ship. That wouldn't be a very interesting way to die, though if I hit it right, we might crack the viewport and be exposed to the vacuum of space. That's a bit better than exploding. I've read you can survive in vacuum for a few minutes."
R2-Z4 beeped and whirred something in binary, the tone implying that attempting to crash on purpose was not a good idea. Cassel frowned and made a disappointed face.
"It's not like we didn't survive the last time, and your a droid so you don't need air."
R2-Z4 whirred in response, and Cassel's smile returned.
"That's right! You'd live! Told you so."
Cassel flew the Delaya-class Courier up into Orbit.
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Post by Hezziah Erenos on Dec 6, 2014 23:42:18 GMT -8
After landing his corvette in a Spaceport hub, Hezziah walked through the city with an inquisitive spirit. On his way towards the Thirsty Bantha, he saw a group of Jawas arguing passionately in their native language, two speeder bikes scrape across each other sending both sparks and curse words flying, and several maintenance droids doing a dance that surprisingly consisted of stereotypical robotic movements to the music that played through the entrance of the his destination.
The Thirsty Bantha was the central hangout for a large variety of different people. Some were traders simply coming in and out with goods to sell to the locals here. Others were smugglers who did the same except with more "exotic" wares. Though these two groups made up the majority of the crowd, here and there, one could see shadier figures speckled into the sea of conventional travelers. They were the ones that held their hands by their hips as they drank, sat towards the back so that being flanked was never a problem, and whose eyes Hezziah felt suddenly snap to him as he came in the place and sit down at the nearest empty bar stool with a good view. Hezziah stopped himself from looking back and instead looked up at the rusty barkeep droid now hovering in front of him waiting.
"I'll have an Andoan Ale, please."
After sliding a couple of credits its way, he closed his eyes and pictured the target mentally. After a minute or so of this, he turned around nonchalantly and observed the crowd trying to find the fugitive from Redhaven among the collection of sojourners.
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on Dec 9, 2014 11:55:21 GMT -8
A shifty looking Rodian observed the new-comer to the cantina. Proddo was his name and he was a common death-stick peddler. That was until a few weeks ago when he had been approached by someone of great influence on the planet. He had been noticed not only for his illegal activities but for his uncanny nature which he used to escape justice. Silus was the influential man in question, he was the head of the Bloodrage Pirates on Tatooine and rumour was he even made the Hutt's cower and avert their gaze.
Proddo dare not dwell on those thoughts, he had death-sticks to sell and information to collect. He quickly walked over to the bar after the stranger had been handed a drink. The armoured being had even paid for it, so he had money and money could buy him some death-sticks.
"Want to buy some Death-sticks, best around!?"
He had three death-sticks in his hand that was placed on the bar half way between the Rodian and Hezziah. Unlike most dealers around here, Proddo did not sample his own wears and he had some sharp reactions, even if he didn't have a sharp mind. If the stranger made any sudden moves the Rodian would be able to withdraw the death-sticks and swipe his blaster out of his holster.
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Post by Mekket Skirata on Aug 28, 2015 11:30:03 GMT -8
*It was a blasted hot planet on the outer rim. The town was equally hot. Most folks went about their day like any other. All walks of life, from the honest to the dishonest, merchant and con man. Nothing stood out. Not even a crazed Mandalorian in Orange and Black armor with a shoulder bag filled to the brim with HE explosives ranging from mines to thermal dets. Though he wore the typical armor of a Mandalorian, that was it. Mekket wore a green mask with a twisted grin and a hood pulled over instead of a buy'ce. Another way he differed was, instead of a jetpack, he modified a speeder bike in the shape of a hawkbat and armed it with turrets and short range missiles. It was capable of being agile and when needed, it had speed to climb quickly. Mekket walked down the street casually. Ever ready for a fight. One more thing that separated him from the Mandalorians.....He thought he was the son of Kad Ha'rangir himself. Yes. Mekket viewed himself to be divine and his purpose was to bring down the rigid structure of the mundane and spread chaos. What he was doing here? Only Kad knows.*
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