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Planet Cirus II



It was your average day on Agronea, a small and barely populated spaceport that's entire economy was built around syntonium crystals. Most people there either mined, sold or exported said crystals, and those who didn't were usually hiding from the Hutts, or even the Empire itself. This was probably the most boring place in the universe, but it's where our story begins.

The town's only canteen was slightly more alive than the streets, and about ten patrons of various alien races were spread around the tables in the large room. The place was ran by a modified 3PO-model protocol droid with orange plating, and the real owner was nowhere to be seen. By the counter sat a Twi'lek and a Clawdite as well as their droid. For some reason, they had chosen to look for work here, of all the possible places in the Outer Rim.
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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport cantina


The young Twi'lek sat slouched in her seat beside her Clawdite master, her yellow-brown eyes scanning the other patrons of the cantina as she sipped from the drink in her hand. Though her posture seemed relaxed, the tension in her muscles betrayed otherwise. She didn't like this place, it reminded her too much of Nar Shaddaa, where she had spent most of her childhood. Very few of the memories were fond ones.
They had to find work here of course, they had to make the credits in order to keep their new ship running smoothly, but that didn't mean she had to like it.
"Master, could we not have picked a better port to dock in and look for a new shipment?" she muttered quietly under her breath to Rel, her nose wrinkled in distaste as she watched a particularly grimy regular shuffle past them to place another order at the bar. "Or at least one with a cantina that is actually clean."
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Sirga Uldin

Sirga Uldin arrived on the planet Planet Cirus II where he was told would be the location of where his next target would be, Speaking to the ship dock master about the safety of his ship in the dock and even threatening the dock master if his ship was stolen,destroyed or the smallest thing on the ship was taken he would know.

After his conversation with the dock master he turned around headed to the near by city for some information about the person he is suppose to bring in. Making his way to the canteen of the city meeting with a Draag named Krill who gave him basic information of the Neimoidian he was suppose to find and where the last time he was seen on this planet.

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"Well, clean and expensive places aren't exactly my style. Besides, I just like the drink selection here. Speaking of which, my glass seems to be empty again."

The 3PO-unit waddled to Rel, and begun filling his glass with some kind of tap that had been installed where it's left hand should have been. The droid was filled with all kinds of strange little modifications like this, and carried huge tanks of various liquids on it's back.

"To be honest.. I think it was the Force that lead me here. Not quite sure what it is, but this place is bound to my fate."

The Clawdite took a quick look over his shoulder, before turning back to the droid.

"You done yet, tin can?"

He grabbed the half-filled glass and poured it's contents in his throat. The droid was just standing there with a confused look, it still had liquid pouring from it's hand but now it was going straight to the counter.
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While speaking with the Draag he ordered some water since he didn't want to be drunk and misstep on when he is bringing in the person he is hunting. Calling a waitress over ordering his drink but not bothering to order one for the Draag in front of him. Half a hour later his drink came and thanking the waitress taking a drink.

Looking over to the other patrons having this strange feeling that their was a force user in this cantina.
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DV-3X took this opportunity, like many other times when its masters would leave the ship, to do some of the much needed shipboard maintenance. As outlined in the Czerka corporation standards and guidelines for registered starship owners. Standards its master did not read as often as he should. Programmed adhearance to these corporate standards compelled it to perform these functions whenever necessary.

The organics were on shore, lubricating their internal systems most likely. The organic desire for self damaging substances was not something wholely understood by machines. At least its body was easily repaired after using crude lubricants and substandard oil. Damage to organic bodies was far less simple.

For now its primary function was to guard the ship unless otherwise ordered. So that is what it did. Inspecting lengths of insulated tubing and the maze of wire and circuit that ran the length of the vessel while it did so.
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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport cantina


Ziri frowned, her gaze concentrated on the bartender droid though she took in Rel's words carefully. In an attempt to reduce the mess the protocol droid was making of the bar counter by standing there like a moon-struck womp rat, the young Twi'lek shoved her own empty cup beneath the pouring stream of liquid until it was full again.
"That will be all for now, I think." she dismissed the droid with a somewhat sharp tone.

Ziri too glanced over her shoulder as Rel did, her gaze travelling over the doorway and each of the other patrons. When none of them seemed to be an immediate threat, she looked back at the Clawdite again, her brow knitted into a tight frown.
"But why would such an...well, unkempt place be of such importance?" it wasn't that she doubted his judgement, exactly, the Twi'lek still had trouble wrapping her head around the concept of trusting this strange presence Rel called 'the Force' to guide their actions. "Master Rel, I could have believed it if perhaps it had been another temple ruin, or somewhere we could have found a useful artefact...do you even know what we're looking for here?" she hadn't meant it to come out sounding so skeptical, smirking in an attempt to diffuse some of the possible tension as she swigged down the drink in her cup, waiting for Rel's answer.
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"..No. Frankly, I have no idea, but I think what we're looking for might just find us first. If we wait patiently, that is."

Rel knocked the counter, and the droid barkeep waddled back to him. He was actually out of credits, but found it amusing to tease the 3PO-unit.

"Look, I trust my instincts on this, just wait and see.."

Suddenly, from one of the darkest corners of the room came a Rodian clad in brown rags, and knocked Ziri on the shoulder. It seemed fairly paranoid, and constantly looked around the room as if afraid of something.

"Hey, you don't look like one of the regulars. You, uhhh, happen to have a ship? One that could take.. Erh.. A few passengers off world? No?"

Rel turned to his apprentice with his most flagrant I told you so -face.
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Ziri pulled a face back at Rel as he looked smugly at her, turning around in her seat to regard the Rodian with a careful expression.
"Maybe we do." she answered carefully, looking the other alien over from head to toe as if trying to make a judement on his character. While they weren't exactly the most law-abiding citizens themselves, her life on the street had taught Ziri one thing and that wasn't to trust anybody too quickly. Crossing her arms over her chest, she raised a brow at the Rodian and asked. "How many is 'a few' exactly, and where you need going to?"
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Sirga was speaking to the Draag getting the information he needed form the alien making sure to look out for the target he was looking for, Drinking his glass of water thanking the Draag but not really caring about him motioning for him to pay his drink and leave. Noticing a clumsy droid with two other other people whom he got this familiar feeling form one of them.
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"How many is 'a few' exactly, and where you need going to?"

"Just two passengers, no cargo. My partner is waiting at.. Actually, I'll just write it down."

The Rodian grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled an address on it. Anyone who had spent a bit of time in this area would recognize it as one of the crystal warehouses in the industrial area by the edge of the town. It did seem like an odd place for this kind of request.

"15,000 credits. The destination doesn't matter, we just need to get off world as soon as possible. And.. avoid imperials if possible.. If you decide to accept the offer, go to the given address in around half an hour from now. We'll be waiting."

Before anything more could be asked, the Rodian disappeared into the crowd and left the cantina. Rel turned to his apprentice.

"So, what do you make of all that? Shall we help the poor bastard?"
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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport


Ziri looked up only to find that the Rodian had already disappeared, her mouth hanging open with the question she had never gotten to ask him. Snapping it shut again, the young Twi'lek fished the datapad out of her pocket, plugging in the address from the scrap of paper to see where exactly it was.
"Hmm...." she frowned thoughtfully, looking up at Rel. "Isn't that the crystal warehouse? Could be an ex Jedi looking to get away from the Imperials." there was a spark of curiosity in her eyes as she flashed a grin. "And at fiteen thousand, it sounds like it could be worth our while even if there ain't no crystals or Jedi to be had. I say we do it."
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Sirga soon stood up form where he was following behind the Rodain making sure he was not seen by him just yet, He noticed he was speaking to the strange people form the bar which peaked his interest since their was something familiar to them. When his target was finished speaking to the strangers the bounty hunter made his move keep close to his target.

If it had to come to it then he would have to protect his mark even it means to kill.He needed this high mark because he would be paid lots of credits and he would need it.

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"An ex-Jedi, you say? Interesting. That could bring us trouble, though.."

Having said that, Rel left the droid a few credits and walked outside. He changed his face to that of a human's, as that had proven to be an effective way of hiding one's identity. His large reptilian eyes shrunk and turned from yellow to green, and his skin turned white and soft. This was his favourite disguise, and it shared some traits with his old master.

The sky above was beautifully orange and so was the land as far as eye could see. Agronea's streets were (still) quite empty, and only a few lazily moving cargo ships could be seen in the distance.

"Well, we still have some time unti- Woaah.."

Two humanoids appeared from one of the houses on the other side. Closer inspection would reveal that they were both wearing white armor, carrying rifles and had orange shoulder pads. And not just that, judging from the way they moved from one building to another, they were looking for something. Or someone.

Great, stormtroopers.. I wonder if our client has something to do with this?"
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Location: Cirrus II, Agronea Spaceport


Ziri nodded, mumbling a quick thanks to the droid bartender before following her Master out into the streets/ Of course, they were just as deserted as they had been when the pair had entered the cantina, until Rel stopped abruptly when he spotted the troopers leaving the house across the street. The Twi'lek cursed under her breath, ducking down behind the side of the building and pulling the Clawdite man down with her to avoid being seen.

They watched the stormtroopers methodically search through each building, a frown creasing Ziri's brow. Rel mused out loud that the Rodian's friend could be the one they were looking for and she smirked.
"It's pretty much guaranteed ain't it?" she answered, leaning around to peer down the street after the stormtroopers had disappeared into the next building. "Who else would he be runnin' from but the Imps if he's needin' to get off-world discreetly by boarding with us? Guess we better make a run for it before they spot us."
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Sirga was moving between the people trying to get pasted the crowds and wanting to get up close to the Rodain.Pushing and trying to move people out of the way trying not to get seen by the two people form the bar pulling out his blaster keeping it hide in his jacket pocket getting up close to her target.

"Keep moving...we're heading to my ship...don't speak to anyone just move..." Sirga whispered to the alien in his pushing him gently with the tip of his blaster.

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