[center][b][u]Lucius Cypher & Sep Collaborative Effort[/b][/u][/center]

This wasn't the usual get up that he'd do these deals in. However this particular boss did things differently and he could respect that. He wasn't really into the whole Cantina idea, he found them dirty and he did not like rolling in the dirt no matter what his profession was. He sat opposite his employer as a case was slid over. "That was not what we agreed upon.""You agreed to take the cargo from Republic to Sith space, without question and without opening the cargo. Dropping it off when you got here, it was opened.""Not by me, I never touched the cargo. What was it?""I'd rather not say.""Was it living?""Perhaps.""Well, two things. First, I like to be informed off when I am moving living cargo around and secondly that explains why it was opened, whatever was in it opened it."

The man nodded and a woman came over with a ligthsaber on her belt. "She's a force wielder.""That she is, and she's my property.""Why did you need her smuggled? The Jedi can go wherever they want.""She isn't a Jedi.""You mean she is a Sith? Then what was she doing in Republic space?" She merely shook her head and the man did the same. He was glad he had resistance against Force manipulation otherwise he'd be as bad as he was working on her every whim. He gave up paying attention to him and turned his attention to the women. "So, I'm guessing you gave up being Sith." She merely shrugged. "The life wasn't for me, however the whole criminal thing is a [i]lot[/i] more fun. Sith space is especially good for it due to corruption, Republic space is good due to the desperation.""You realize I don't like getting conned right?""What are you going to do?""I'm going to start shooting you." With that he drew his blaster out, pulling it from under the table, shooting the man and then turning it towards the women. Next thing he knew he was flying across the room and smacked his back into a wall. He swore under his breath, this force stuff was just cheating. He tried to run for the door, firing as he went before he looked towards the door and a table flew into his face. This had been an especially bad idea.

This was the place. A little looking here, a few dead beats there, and Ntaaj really stumbled upon a lucky find. Turns out he wasn't the only force user here; from what bits and peices he could gather, there was another. Still not enough to get anything concrete, but that's why he's on the prowl right now. But there was only so much these rumors and bread crumbs could get; he knew there was someone here, but Teth was a bit planet, and the city only a slight bit smaller. It'll take him days, maybe months to get a solid lead. At least until he heard blaster noise. Normally not something he'd concern himself about, but here it only came from one blaster. Just about everyone here had one on them, so usually there's more noise. Still, Ntaaj figured he'd follow the sound. Be the first to loot the bodies if he could.

Inside was fairly intense though. Ntaaj stayed out of sight, made sure to keep his presence to a bare minimum. What he saw though was a stroke of luck. Of all the places he could have showed up to, he had to show up here; where that force-user was. Seems like she was having a bit of a tiff with another person. Ntaaj wasn't sure who he should attack first; he could really use that force-user as a test subject for his ALTR-1, but he'd rather not have to try to fight her. Too troublesome. But that other person... If he was someone useful, Ntaaj might spare him. If he was a smuggler, he might even work with him, given what happened to the last one he worked with. But Ntaaj just kept watching, waiting, for the right chance to strike.

He saw the man enter, he looked dangerous. Dangerous was good, dangerous he could use. Though he had to work up to that. "Sorry for not putting you in the executive sweet my dear, however you were the one to smuggle yourself in a [i]box[/i]" She threw something else at him however though every bone in his body ached he managed to dodge this one. He looked back at her as he dropped his right hand to his side and pulled out a thermal detonator and throwing it at her on a five second fuse, those who were lucky dropped down - thankfully he did - and those who weren't were caught in the shockwave or even the raging inferno. He stood up ready to dust his hands off when he saw her standing up, her clothes on fire.

"Oh you have [i]got[/i] to be kidding me." He flicked his blaster from semi to fully automatic and began firing rapidly at her, she finally withdrew her lightsaber and began batting back bolts at him. One of them caught his right leg and he went down for a second before dodging to the side still firing into his dive. This was not one of his better ideas.

[b]"Now."[/b]

Before the Blasters stopped, Ntaaj removed all the concussion grenades from his body and rolled them towards the force-user. They were sonic based; hopefully enough to subdue her. But given that he just rolled three of them at her, it could also kill her. Oh well. A loud explosion occurred, stunning just about everyone in the room. Ntaaj was saved from the worse of it since he was prepared for it, but even it still made his head spin. Still he had to keep his wits about himself as he suddenly vanished from sight, his last action being taking out his blaster.

He was thrown back, as was the woman when the grenades went off, he wasn't thrown far as he was at the edge of the shockwave however he slammed into a table and groaned as he rolled out of it. He really needed to take a day off. He looked at the woman who at least seemed incapacitated, she was now badly burned and had flown into a wall leaving a dent in it before she had slumped to the bottom. He himself rolled out of where he was and stood up. Slipping his blaster back onto its strap he slung it over his shoulder and began limping, painfully, towards the table where he had originally been sitting. Picking up the briefcase off credits he also took anything off value of his previous employer and pocketing them or putting them into the briefcase if they fit. He looked around for the guy who had been the dangerous looking individual however he was gone, probably slipped out during the struggle. He merely shrugged and began hobbling away. 

He didn't want to be here when the authorities turned up or when his lady friend waked up.

[b]"Not so fast."[/b] Ntaaj stood between the stranger and his only exit. He stood casually, with his arms crossed, but with his blaster in hand, ready to take a shot if the stranger made a move for his weapon. [b]"Looks like you've gotten your hands on some hot property there. Sith property. But let's not waste too much time with chatter, yeah? I'll keep this short. I came to help you because I want to employ your service. Work with me and I'll let you walk away, as well as get you some jobs that won't end up like this. Don't, and I'll kill you for smuggling contraband through Sith-controlled territory. Your call."[/b]"Well, technically speaking as she [i]was[/i] Sith I merely transported a Sith into Sith controlled territory which isn't illegal as far as I am aware." He was really fed up off Sith using these tricks on people, it made it no fun on people who had no fancy powers. "On the bright side, I currently don't want to die and at the same time I find myself out of a job. Consider myself in your employ." He would usually bargain about price, but him surviving this encounter was always a good start.

[b]"Excellent. You'll be needing a ride though. My ride isn't too far away. If you want to escape authorities, I'd suggest you hide near by. I have some unfinished business here."[/b] Ntaaj stepped out of the way to let the smuggler through, but once he was out Ntaaj went over to the body of the former Sith. He picked up her lightsaber and looked it over; he'd re-purpose her crystal for his own usage. For now, he needed to make sure she won't be a liability. The first thing he did was use a combination of his Force Powers and his Tractor Beam in his arm to lift the body off the ground. Than he used her light saber to cut off her hands. With her wounds cauterized Ntaaj tore off strips of her clothes to tie her hands and feet, before hefting her over his shoulder and walking outside to his land speeder. By the time authorities came by to check, the only thing left behind was a bit mess. As soon as he saw what vehicle belonged to his employer he sat in the back. He wasn't quite into the idea of being in a speeder with a woman who had just tried to kill him and almost had him dead to rights. Without the intervention off his mysterious friend here he had no doubt that he would be dead right now. "So uh, what is with Miss Grouchy coming with us?"

Ntaaj picked up his smuggler contact and drove off, and out of the city. They drove far away enough that if anyone came after them, he would see them before they would see him. Only than did he answer his question. [b]"Let's just say that she has a price on her head from the organization I represent."[b/] That was a lie, but she would prove to be a prize anyways. Just not in the way the stranger may have expected. [b]"Don't worry about her. I've injected her with enough H4b that she'd be out for two days at least. But she isn't why I brought you here. From what little I managed to garner from what happened, I take it you're a smuggler. As for me, let's just say that I work for those in the Sith, and I could make sure they don't give you too much of a problem as long as you're cooperative. Work with me and I can assure you that you'll live long enough to retire. But before we go into details on how you can help me, I'd like to know how exactly you managed to get your hands on this run-away Sith here. I want all the details you can tell me."[/b]

He shrugged as he asked him the question. However goddammit he hated working for the Sith, almost as much as working for the Republic. The Sith it all got so confusing because everyone was fighting against each other as well as the Republic. The Republic were towards the Sith however much they also worked against each other they still worked on the same side. "I didn't really get my hands on the runaway Sith. I more or less got given this runaway Sith, picked her up back on Corellia and then moved her here." He looked back at her. "She was just a box, broke her own seal and then the man who wanted me to ship her gave me shit pay. Which is why the fight broke out and then the rest you know." He shrugged his shoulders. 
Ntaaj stopped his landspeeder next to what looked like a giant boulder. [b]"Sounds like a raw deal. But I can assure you, honesty is the best policy, and I only deal with the best quality. I will let you know, I am after some fairly rare items in this galaxy, but I trust that you can get them for me. I would do so myself, but I have certain... Business to attend to."[/b] Ntaaj than got out of his Land Speeder, heft the body over his shoulder, and walked over to the boulder. He pressed a keypad that was hidden underneath a stone, and soon the entire boulder showed it's true form; a small transport, the very same one he took to get here. He walked inside, and from there the noise of machine activating and hissing could be heard even from the outside. It lasted for a few minutes before Ntaaj came back with a ledger. [b]"These are certain items, people, and locations of interest. I have a base price for each of them, but contact me when you find anything on the list. Give me tangible evidence that you have what is on the list and I will make sure I direct a substantial amount of credits in your direction. Are we in agreement?"[/b]

"I suppose so, what am I going after and what does it all do? I gotta say it will probably be expensive if it something that'll kill everyone in the galaxy or some major Sith Doomsday weapon like that. I may be a smuggler but I do have a smidgin' of morality. However I like credits more than getting that warm fuzzy feeling inside my heart. I am sure you can relate to that." He watched as the ship appeared. It wasn't exactly the most impressive trick he had seen today however it was still impressive. "You have a thing for fancy tech and tricks don'cha?" He just shrugged. "I'd even be willing to exchange my services for some gear"

Getting back to his Land Speeder Ntaaj drove back towards the city. [b]"For now, you may go after anything within the ledger at your own pace. I only ask that you make sure you inform me of whenever you find something on the list. But if you want a starting goal, than I'd like you to find someone by the name of Jawanu, a Herglic. He's a contact of mines who's been rather silent over the years. He's a gambler like most of their kind, but also an... Explorer. I don't need him dead; I just need to know if he's alive, and I'd like him to contact me. Do so and I can direct seventy thousand credits in your direction. But if he is dead, than I want you to location his ship. With any luck, there should be a tightly sealed box somewhere inside. That would be where he stores most of his findings, and it's very finicky. Try to get inside and it'll explode, and the method to open it is much too complicated for me to try to explain. But it's sturdy and damn near unbreakable, so if you find it send it to me. Do not let it fall into anyone else hands; even if I can only open it, I don't want any chances."[/b] Soon the two got back to the city, where Ntaaj planned to drop the smuggler off so that he could go and find Jawanu. But the smuggler wanted something immediate for his service. Ntaaj kept his anger in check; as much as he wanted to yell at him for daring to ask him for more help, Ntaaj did have some junk he wanted to off load. 

[b]"Sure..."[/b] Turning the Land Speeder off Ntaaj went into the storage compartment and took out a short vibro blade and a Tensor Rifle. [b]"I have a few weapons I could lend you. Even if they aren't your style, I'm sure you could hawk them off for a decent amount of credits. Consider it as starting payment. Now than, if there are not other questions, this is where we part ways."[/b]

He shrugged and took the items. After that he merely walked away, time to find a Hergelic and his ship.

As the smuggler walked away, Ntaaj signed and looked around. [b]"Still have some time to kill I suppose..."[/b] Hopping back into his Land Speeder the Sith warrior drove off deeper into the city, to find a place to stash his vehicle and to replenish his ammunition and equipment. He would be here for some time, so he might as well stay prepared.