Silver
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Post by Silver on Aug 2, 2008 19:58:13 GMT 1
Suppose to be? How could they know, he has been so discreet. Silver turns to Dodge with a friendly growl. He pays for his drinks and growls to the bartender who points towards the opposite wall.
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 2, 2008 20:45:54 GMT 1
As a reflex Dodge makes sure that her top covers her ring-shaped scar. It's not clear in the cantina's light, but she prefers not to take any chances.
"God luck," she mumbles. You can hear in her voice that it really doesn't matter to her whether he is guilty or just unlucky. She assumes a neutral face and turns her concentration to her drink.
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 3, 2008 0:24:32 GMT 1
The guards spread out in the cantina, quickly making their way inside. The commander himself moves up in the center, now easily spotting the disk - and something looking suspiciously like a big, dark Wookiee.
"Hey! You there!" he picks up his pace, trying to catch with the bigger and faster Wookiee.
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Silver
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Post by Silver on Aug 3, 2008 23:48:37 GMT 1
The wokkiee stops and turns towards the guard.
["What? what do you want?"] he growls deep from his throat, he clunstes his fits and still appears calm, but his red eyes just don't have that effect on people.
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 5, 2008 22:59:36 GMT 1
Dodge keeps concentrating on her drink but follows the situation between Silver and the guards closely with a half eye. Her mind is working on a high level to figure out if the wookiee is guilty. Not that it really matters but it's always nice to know. Something in her head keep reminding her that it's best to get out of the cantina in case the guards starts getting interested in who the wookiee was talking to. She starts discreet to look for the nearest way out.
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 5, 2008 23:06:58 GMT 1
Unfortunately, for Dodge, not knowing the bartender as well as Silver, they only way out is behind her. Through the door which the men entered the cantina by. There are now several men spread out in the cantina, all of them looking ready to do the shoot first, ask later business. The leader of the gang approaches the Wookiee.
"It so happens you match the description of a certain Wookiee wanted for murder"
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Silver
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Post by Silver on Aug 5, 2008 23:12:24 GMT 1
Silvers eyes glides through the room counting in his mind how many guard there are. 4 including the chief 5, not bad but there too far away, they have blasters, if they only were closer he might have a chance.
["That doesn't mean that I am him"] he hums.
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 5, 2008 23:26:21 GMT 1
Dodge allows herself to show a bit of interest at what's going on like so many other beings in the cantina. She's still breaking her mind to figure out from his expressions and reactions whether his guilty or not. She can't really decide anything and just keeps watching.
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 5, 2008 23:29:32 GMT 1
"Well, then, if you're not him, then you don't have to run away so fast, do you, hm?" Han waves the blaster around a little.
"If you're not him, then you wont mind coming in for some questions, right?"
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Silver
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Post by Silver on Aug 5, 2008 23:33:44 GMT 1
The red eyes narrows.
["In fact I do mind, because you would have found a scapegoat and the reward would all yours wouldn't it captain?"] His growl his deep and threatening but he hasn't made a move yet for some reason
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 5, 2008 23:47:08 GMT 1
Dodge makes her mind up concluding that the wookiee might be guilty but anyway she likes the wookiee better than the guards. In a well trained and very natural movement she picks up two of her dark black and thin switchblade knifes - one to each hand. They are well hidden in her hands and there is no way anyone can have noticed it. If it comes to a fight, she'll go helping the dark wookiee if she can do without too much risk.
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 5, 2008 23:50:37 GMT 1
"Not much faith you have in authorities around here, hah?" The Security guard steps closer, holding his blaster high.
"You match the description, a little girl is dead, surely, if you're not guilty, you'd want us to find the right Wookiee - wouldn't you...?" He makes a little gesture with his head, and his men move closer to the pair.
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Silver
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Post by Silver on Aug 6, 2008 0:01:48 GMT 1
["No I don't try the authorities, not when good or bad are being decided whats what by the like of you!"] The huge Wookiee takes a few steps back.
A low "Oh boy" can be heard from the bartender, despairing
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 6, 2008 0:14:35 GMT 1
Dodge finds herself pity the bartender. It could very well come to a fight between guards and a wookiee who doesn't want to do what the guards is commanding. Nice move from the wookiee.. giving the other guards time to move closer. If they are collected in front of him he has a fairly good chance, even though they have blasters
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 8, 2008 19:55:36 GMT 1
The four men deliberately stay out of paw's reach, and keep their blasters at the ready. You never know when a Wookiee goes into a frenzy.
"All right, furball, calm down now. No one's accusing you of anything. We just want to bring you in for questioning, nothing wrong in that, is there?"
The leader looks like he's ready to shoot at Silver at any time now.
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Silver
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Post by Silver on Aug 9, 2008 20:42:36 GMT 1
The wookiee growls and bares his teeth. He slowly lifts his hand to his shoulder to grab his ryyk blades.
[" Don't make me use these"]
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 9, 2008 21:30:51 GMT 1
Dodge just stays observing, thinking. Silver is either guilty, without a way to prove his innocence, has bad experience with the goverment or don't have time for their games.
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 9, 2008 22:28:02 GMT 1
The leader seems slightly nervous.
"You wont have time, Mister Wookiee. You have five blasters pointed at you, ready to fire. Even if you take one of us down, you'll be dead before you know it. Now, come with us. Now, it's not a request, it's an order..."
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Post by Silver on Aug 9, 2008 22:49:25 GMT 1
Silver closes his blood red eyes and lowers his blade slowly and exhales.
["I don't take orders form humans, not any more"]
He opens his eye with a look off menace in them, he _was_ done taking orders, he charges forwards slicing at the leader.
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 9, 2008 23:11:01 GMT 1
Dodge gets up from the chair. Not faster than normal people who might be nervous but curious about the fight. She moves a bit closer but still she can't decide if she want to do anything. There's no winning for her but a good feeling. A feeling that can be turned into a bad feeling if he really deserves the punishment. She wonders what the penalty for killing is right now.
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 9, 2008 23:20:15 GMT 1
"Woah!" The guard get so surprised, that instead of firing at the Wookiee, he dodges out of the way. It is clear that he had expected Silver to follow him now. The rest of his squad ducks behind some chair, making ready to fire. "The leader ends up behind the disk.
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Post by Silver on Aug 9, 2008 23:43:09 GMT 1
Silver hacks his blad into the bar. Growls a ["sorry"] to the bartender and runs towards the door.
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 22, 2008 17:58:56 GMT 1
Dodge decides that there's nothing she can do for him right now. Instead she moves, discreet but not in a suspicious way, toward the door. Perhaps, if she can get out, she'll be able to follow the wookiee until he finds a place with peace. Dodge lets her curiosity take the lead. She has nothing to do on this planet but not getting spotted by the wrong people. The wookiee is interesting.. and you never know; it could come in handy to know a wookiee.
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Post by Rykor on Aug 23, 2008 9:21:53 GMT 1
While this is going on, the door slides open and a slightly overweight Rodian appears in the doorway. A successfull businessman from the looks of it. Wearing expensive black rancor leather boots, fancy colorful pants, a silk shirt and a long dister made from Wampa hide, this Rodian looks like he's got it all made... he also looks like he suffers from a severe lack of taste. Quickly the smell of cheap cologne and natural unpleasant Rodian body odor blends in with the smell og nic-a-tain smoke already saturizing the cantina air.
Having just entered the room, the Rodian utters a high pitched surprised "Eeep!", when the big Wookiee races past him and towards the door. He clumsily steps aside and mutters to himself "Big hairy oafs". Shaking his head, he then spots Dodge, trying to leave the establishment too. "Not so fast, lady," he says, "you're not going anywhere.... just yet."
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 23, 2008 14:39:49 GMT 1
The leader of the group of guards slowly gets up from behind the desk, looking not just a little embarrassed. He looks around, and, much to his displeasure notices the Wookiee leaving. Two of the guards have already followed the Wookiee outside, without noticing the Twi'lek and the Rodian at the door, but the leader easily spots them.
"Find out what's going on there!" He mumbles the two guards who stayed behind to make sure he was okay.
The guards approaches the pair at the door, while the leader jumps over the desk, exchanging a word with the bartender.
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 23, 2008 17:52:12 GMT 1
Dodge stops and looks quite irritated at the Rodian. Her bright red-orange eyes catch some light and sparkle. "Who are you to tell me that I can't leave? I'm a free being.. I can leave if I want to". She doesn't speak fast or do anything that could indicate nervousness. Now it was too late to follow the wookiee anyway and she doesn’t want to be suspected for doing something illegal.
She realizes that she still has a little switchblade knife hidden in each hand. She places each hand in the pockets in her pants. In the process she lets the knives slide smoothly into the pockets.
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Post by Rykor on Aug 24, 2008 1:28:51 GMT 1
"Ooh, nice" the Rodian whispers, winking at her as best as a Rodian can wink, "I almost didn't notice". He puts up his hands in front of him and makes a gesture as if to indicate that he does not have any hostile intentions. "Of course you're a free being, luv", he then says in a normal Rodian falsetto voice, "I personally despise enslavement of Twi'lek gals."
Lowering his screechy voice again he says "Can we go somewhere quiet? I'd like to talk about our big hairy Wookiee friend."
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Post by Mara Jade on Aug 24, 2008 15:03:10 GMT 1
The guards reach the pair at the door, and looks from Dodge to Rykor and back.
"Is there a problem here...sir?" The guards looks a little insecure, as if not sure which of the aliens to address. He straightens a little.
"This girl troubling you, sir?"
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Post by Rykor on Aug 24, 2008 15:17:36 GMT 1
The Rodian shakes his head, causing all his jewelry to rattle like a broken ommni box, "Uh, no officer, just having a friendly chat about that Wook troublemaker. What's up with him anyway?".
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Post by Toolog’Arruna on Aug 24, 2008 21:17:03 GMT 1
Everything about the Rodian, except the fact that he's against slavery, irritates Dodge. "Our friend? Your friend perhaps - I've known him for five minutes or so". When the guards reach them, she has trouble deciding what to do. Charge the Rodian for holding her back or try to explain about the wookiee. "No problems but just a little misunderstanding. This Rodian thinks the wookiee is my friend. I just happened to sit beside him and all we communicated was me trying to guess his name". Her voice is calm but slightly irritated, matching her 18-years old innocent expression.
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