Exchequer Australis
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 7, 2013 10:22:12 GMT -8
Kashk hissed loudly again, but he knew he had no leverage right now. He gave the Tarro the briefcase.I wasss told thisss would lead to other jobsss. |
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Post by Kashk on Oct 7, 2013 12:28:31 GMT -8
Kashk just flicked his forked tongue. He had done many things in his life. Mainly working as a bounty hunter, enforcer or slaver. He would do a lot for money. And who ever paid the most, would get his loyalty...
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Exchequer Australis
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 7, 2013 12:37:33 GMT -8
Kashk just flicked his forked tongue. He had done many things in his life. Mainly working as a bounty hunter, enforcer or slaver. He would do a lot for money. And who ever paid the most, would get his loyalty... |
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Post by Kashk on Oct 7, 2013 12:52:54 GMT -8
Kashk's ;ips curled back, baring his teeth. It might look aggressive, but this was a smile.
Sssoundsss good. Where to?
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Exchequer Australis
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 7, 2013 13:04:36 GMT -8
Kashk's ;ips curled back, baring his teeth. It might look aggressive, but this was a smile.Sssoundsss good. Where to? |
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Post by Kashk on Oct 7, 2013 13:42:39 GMT -8
I guesss the YT-1000 I came in on will have to do for transssport?
This was beginning to become interesting. Kashk's luck may be turning around. Coruscant, Kashk hadn't been there in some time, and never to the Senate building, always to the underworld of the Galactic City...
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 7, 2013 15:44:26 GMT -8
I guesss the YT-1000 I came in on will have to do for transssport? This was beginning to become interesting. Kashk's luck may be turning around. Coruscant, Kashk hadn't been there in some time, and never to the Senate building, always to the underworld of the Galactic City... |
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Post by Kashk on Oct 8, 2013 5:18:36 GMT -8
I figure sssomething out.
Kashk turned to leave back to the hangar.
Are we finissshed?
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 8, 2013 6:58:35 GMT -8
I figure sssomething out. Kashk turned to leave back to the hangar.Are we finissshed? |
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Post by Kashk on Oct 8, 2013 10:25:32 GMT -8
Kashk walked toward the door, headed toward the hangar.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2013 16:42:34 GMT -8
She instinctively pulled her arm away from Voss as they entered reception. "No touching." she hissed lowly at him with a scowl. "You act as if you know me." Vee flexed her fingers. She was very close to turning around and heading back to her ship.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 13, 2013 16:45:39 GMT -8
He took off his Buyce. And looked into her eyes with his brown. His hair was a mixture of brown and black still as always.
I do know you. Vee, its me Exchequer. The business I am in is rather well you can say cut throat. No one can rightly be trusted. You're friend Voss won't be making it, he crossed the wrong "businessman."
Ex said with a smirk.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2013 16:52:46 GMT -8
Vee couldn't conceal her shock as Exchequer's face appear beneath his buyce. Her slugs were in her hands before he finished speaking as she backed away from him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked tightly. "And where is my cargo?"
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 13, 2013 16:57:46 GMT -8
Exchequer looked a bit torn as he approached her.You best keep those hidden. My Tiss'shar enforcers are not known to being friendly or to like weapons. And, the Durro are rather unpredictable. He then went to answer her question.I run this place, its my business I guess you could say. Ever since you left, my life went down hill but now, now, I have carved out an empire. And I am doing well. Your cargo will be brought to you soon enough. You must forgive me. I couldn't contain my excitement when I met you. But, in my line of work, unbridled emotions are a danger to survival. And, to do it in public would make people recognize me. I am not for that at all. In fact, it would be better if we went into my private meeting room. He said as he waited for her to withdraw her weapons, or he would have to instruct his Tiss'shar and the Tarro Mass'ar from ordering a death sentence.
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Post by Darth Forente on Nov 17, 2013 7:11:55 GMT -8
Mass'ar looked over it and had a nearby protocol droid read it to him. He then looked over Vallen again.You, see we will need you to umm, procure it. We know where you can find it. Just, um, well you see, we don't technically own it. So we need your help to steal it. Do you dig me? Mos Entha space port will be perfect. Though, it will take some time to get all your ships. But, from your list, we can get them all. I will have a detachment of guards work with you to umm, borrow said ships.
Mass'ar handed it back to Vallen, for the droid had completed a translation into Tarrese. The Exchange wasn't big enough to give ships away, well not yet. The spice market had to get more bigger than it was currently. Eventually that would happen. On second thought, I think I'm better off with what I have. He walked through the door, and as it shut, a growl could be heard. |
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on Aug 24, 2015 7:20:27 GMT -8
Oba the Hutt was the Exchange representative on Tatooine. He had been a moderately influential Hutt but a few years ago he was approached by Arkan Bloodrage and the Exchange. They saw Oba rise from a no-one to the most powerful single Hutt on Tatooine. He controlled all of the Exchange activities on the planet when the other Exchange leaders were not around. He also negotiated with the other Hutts to keep the peace. The other Hutts would become a very big problem for the Exchange if they banded together against them, though their in-fighting kept them busy enough.
Oba was sat in his usual reception room adjacent to the main entrance hall looking through the reports. Captain Kobayashi had destroyed a frieghter in orbit about 2 hours ago and lost the Exchange roughly forty thousand credits in spice. Oba did not like the Captain at all. However their profits were up in other areas so the Hutt was pleased, for now.........
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Post by Staed on Sept 10, 2015 12:59:28 GMT -8
Staed was surprised his encryption still worked as he nervously scampered his way into the Exchange HQ. He didn't know why he was here, he'd stolen a Mandalorian cruiser from the crime syndicate only a season ago and was sure that there was a bounty on his tiny head... but he was here, nervous, but here. The Jawa's head was on a swivel, looking from wall to wall, to make sure he wasn't going to be disintegrated. And as much as he awaited some reprisal for the Cruiser, it never came.
"che h'cot ba bato..." He managed to sigh to himself. He'd heard that the Exchange was under new "management" and wondered if they would put him back on the pay roll. Living with Nartaga and the Tusken's had been fun, he'd even been in space, and to other planets... but he was home sick; Tatooine was his home.
Staed looked around again, seeing only himself reflected in some double-sided mirrors, which he knew he was being observed through. They'll come when they come, he thought to himself as he started to twiddle his thumbs nervously.
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