Im opening this RPG. If you want to join in, come on in. but im posting here every time i feel like it. :D

Rules:
so far i have only one rule: You are not invincable. so you CAN die.

have fun!

-Wraith 8-

*Corzip was flying threw hyperspace. He was counting the amount of money he had left. he had very very little left. he needed a job to get up to credits again. and his old Z-95 was in terrible shape.

He connected an old friend of his. Garik Loran. He asked if he had some jobs for him, or who knew people who had a job for him.
He told him that Jabba the Hutt was looking for some people to go bounty hunting for him. Corzip thanked his friend and considered it. He decided to do it and setted his course toward Tattooine.*

*When Corzip came out of hypersapce there were a lot of ships waiting. Corzip got in line but it didnt take long for him to get down there. Once he landed at Mos Espa Space port and paid his last money to get some supplies and the hangar itself he went into town. Corzip blended into the public*

*Corzip walked threw the croud. it was a long walk from the space port to one one of the building of Jabba the Hutt. He went up to the doorstep and knocked on the door. The street where the building was, was very busy. some people looked up when he went to Jabba's building but soon walked on. A Gamorean opened the door. he grunted to Coprzip.*

I've come here for a bounty hunting job for Jabba the Hutt.

*The Gamorean grunted again and let him in. once inside, Corzip saw a lot of people here. All of them with blasters and all. Corzip rested his hands on his blaster and saber. they were all in a big chamber with chairs and coutches. a lot of the men and woman here were standing. Corzip seeted himself. 15 minutes later a big holo projecter came out of the floor and it activated. Jabba the Hutt apeared on the screen. At the way he was lying, Corzip guest he was at his Palace in the Judland wastes. He startes talking in his great rolling heavy voice. a droid in the room there translated it to standart.*

droid:
His exsulted one welcomes you all. in total 40 bountyhunters.
There has been a tradegy within the company of the high one. A group of 120 people started they're own little pirat group. They were working for the honered one himself. They stole several ships and many suplies from Jabba. They spread they're group over the galaxy and started to raid more storage facilaties of his powerfull one. This has been going on for over 2 and half months now and the mighty Jabba wants it to stop right now. You all will get information on theyre profiles and last known locations. and you will all recieve a sum of 10000 credits in advance. you will get and additional 40000 credits with each member you can give us. and 200 credits for all the supplies you can give back to Jabba.

Jabba wants all of them dead or alive. he hopes alive so he can sentence them to death, but if you have no choice, then you are authorized to terminate the targets.

The credits were transfered to your acount while i was speaking. Only some of you have no acount so please step forward after the meeting.

The data of the pirat group naming themselfs the coruscant slashers, will be transferred to your ship in 2 minutes.

This meeting is over.

*The hologram of jabba and the droid disapeared and the door opened. almost everybody left the room, only 5 of them remained. Corzip was in the room with 2 Bothans, 1 human and 1 wookie. The image of Jabba suddenly reapeard and a droid in the room came up to the hologram. Jabba talked to the droid and told him what to do.Just before Jabba went away he looked at Corzip and saw his sabers, then he was gone. The droid came up to them and gave them the 10.000 credits and some info just in case. then he took off and so did they all. Corzip was out again. on the streets.*

*Corzip walked threw town. he went into some stores in town to look what they had to offer. Most of the bounty hunters had already left. he came to a big hangar that said there were ships for sale. he walked in. it was pretty busy. he walked around to see the ships. most of them were fighters and not in good shape at all. there were some great looking gighters here. a man came up to him and started to speak Hutts to him.*

Corzip
Sorry my friend, but im not very good in foreign languages.

Man:
Sorry, i didnt know you were an outlander. see anything you like?

Corzip
well i saw a real nice yellow fighter... i think it was noobian. I believe it was the N-1. i realy like it. is it in good shape?? and how much is it?

Man:
well it is an old ship but it is in flying order. its only 4000 credits, because it is an oldy. do you have an R2 unit? cause you are gonna need one.

Corzip
No i dont.... but ill look around. do you buy space ships as well??

Man:
Yeah we do. wanna trade it??

Corzip
Welll i do think my Z-95 is worth more that this N-1.

Man:
we will see. bring it to the back hangar and i will bring this fighter there too.

Corzip
ok. ill look for an Astromech unit then.

*Corzip shook hands and left the Hangar.*

*Corzip was on his way toward the main hangar when he saw a robotic shop. he went in and there was a wave bleeps and whirs. The shop keeper just came in from the back and pressed a button on the droid caller. all droids went quiet.*

shopkeeper
How can i help you sir?

Corzip
Im looking for an strodroid, but i see it is foolish to ask if you ahve any.

*The man laughed and took out some keypads and a datacard.*

shopkeeper
Well, what sort do you want i have all kind of Astromech droids.
r2 series, r5 series, r4 series, you name it we got it.

Corzip
well im about to purchase a N-1 Noobian starfighter and i need an Astromech for it. what kind would be good?

shopkeeper
well R2 -units are good for it but R4-units are also very fit for that. Any color you want?

Corzip
Ill take an R4 unit. and the color. euh. hmmmm. about orange Yellow or something.

shopkeeper
Ah yes here we have such a unit. designation is: R4 E6. He is in tip top shape.

Corzip
How much is he?

shopkeeper
this one ill sell to you for 6000 credits.

Corzip
Deal. can you please purge its memory for me and put all the star charts in it and this information files of me and my missions and contact person?

shopkeeper
sure. want a droid caller and anything?

Corzip
No thank you.

*The man went into the back with the droid and came back after 10 to 13 minutes.*

shopkeeper
Here you go sir. do you have a name for him yet?

Corzip
Ill have to think of it. here you go.

shopkeeper
Thank you and have a nice day.

*Corzip walked out of the store witha brand new droid behind him.
Corzip was somehow proud of his lttle droid. his first one.
He stopped somewhere down the streets.*

Corzip
Now listen up. I want you to go to the big starfighter for sale hangar and wait for me there. i have a comlink, contact me if anything goes wrong.

*The droid chirped a comply and went off. Corzip walked to the spaceport.*

*Corzip started up his Z-95 and got clearance fro take off. he went out and just flew a couple of hundred meteres and setted her down in a hangar by the sales of ne fighters.

when he exit his fighter the store man was already waiting for him. and beside him was his new R2 unit.
The man looked at the Z-95 and walked around it.*

Man:
It looks battered. but as far as i can see it is only cosmetic things. the fighter looks it top shape. Been in a lot of fights with it?

Corzip:
No i havent... just one with 12 TIE fighters. i won.

Man:
You against 12 TIE fighters? than you must be realy good.
ill give you 7000 credits for this fighter. and the 4000 will be deducted so you will get 3000 credits. follow me please. did you get all your stuff out of the fighter?

Corzip:
Yeah i did.. the memory is erased adn you will have to put some new charts in it.

Man:
Well we gave you another fighter of the N-1. a better one, in better shape. here are your credits. and the datacards with the release notes. i cleared control and you can go whenever you want.

Corzip:
thank you sir. ill go right now. thanks for all your help.

*His R4 unit went to the back of the fighter and got set into the fighter. Corzip climbed aboard and set his navigation units to on. he made a salute to the man and took off.

He came into orbit and looked at the info. there was believed to be some of them at the Sluis Van space docks. he set his course for Sluis Van and took off into hyperspace.*

*When in hyperspace he checked all the systems of the fighter... a lot of things were broken.. and a lot of things didnt work at all...
Maybe it was a good idea to get this thing fixed in Sluis Van.*

How Daron hated Sluis Van.

People said he'd get used to the damn noise after a while, but he simply didn't.

At least he had gotten rid of the damn Tatooin-ian dirt.

And spying around the wharves was quite a lucrative job.

He'd never have thought it possible how many people wanted to know what happened around here.

Damn, was it late. Time to go to the bar to memt his next "customer"...

*Corzip came out of hyperspace and contacted the shipyards. They replied and said he could land at docking bay 94.
Corzip headed over ther and landed softly. he emediatly started to seek for a repair crew. he found some people and they came back with to his fighter.*

Corzip:
This is my fighter. I just bought it, but a lot of stuff doesnt work. could you help me with this?

Mechanic:
Sure ill look what is wrong with it and contact you what needs to be done. ill contact you in an hour ok?

Corzip:
Ok. Thanks.

*Corzip walked out with his droid and searched for the local bar.*

Thiris emerges after beating another person who hasn't payed the CM, a group of Mercenaries who are quite well known in this side of the galaxy. His knuckles are bruised. The bartender looks at him.

Bartender

"We really need to get you some decent customers!"

Thiris.

"Thats true, but you also need to start serving decent drinks."

Thiris laughs at his own joke and the bartender just smiles.

"Any more buisness, anything i should know about?"

Bartender

"Nope, just that some hotshot has just pulled down in an old and battered N1"

Thiris

"N1, you serious? Jeeze those things are expensive, probably because they are dated what, 60 -70 odd years back. Back the time of the old republic, and that war, what was it, between some droid army and the Naboo. Sheesh he must of dug deep to get one of them.

Bartender

"Although they are old, they still probably arent outdated, they were one of the finest machines and still are, except for the exposed cockpit. But yeah this guy must be packing serious credits"

Thiris

"Heh yeah, perhaps and ex Awing pilot such as myself could teach him a few tricks, although im sure hes probalby as good as they come... Hmm may have to introduce myself to him if he comes our way. Maybe since he is someone with serious credits, he needs someone to hook him up with some serious firepower."

Bartender

"Anything for money aye."

Thiris

"We'll see"

Thiris finally takes a seat and starts sipping from a Corellian Ale.

*He wandered into a bar when the droid alarm went off. The bartender turned his head toward Corzip and his R4-unit.*

Bartender:
Hey! we dont serve they're kind here

Corzip:
Its ok R4. You have the data on the people we look for. look around for these guys. ask some question. but be carefull. oh and please check on our fighter from time to time ok?

*The R4-unit complied with a whir and went off into the croud outside the bar.
Corzip entered the bar. he asked the bartender for a local ale.
He turned around on his stool and looked at the bar. It wasnt that crouded. it was during the day on the space shipyards. a lot of people were working. He saw a group of men laughing at someone's joke. and a couple sipping from a drink looking in love. also some characters that looked suspisious. they looked at Corzip with this face that said: 'i dont trust you'. Corzip looked over those people and kept a constant sweep of the force over them. He turned to the bar and the Bartender was looking at him and came up to him.*

Bartender:
You are a Jedi arent you?

Corzip:
Why do you think so?

Bartender:
I have a very very little feeling over the force. i sometimes can use it to know if someone is honest. but i usualy cant use it. but now that you are here. i felt it again.

Corzip:
Yes I am a Jedi. but im not here to cause trouble, much.

*Corzip smiled at the bartender and he smiled back. But not a confident smile. more one of distrust.*

Bartender:
Are you looking for someone?

Corzip:
For several people actualy. have you ever heard of the coruscant slashers?

Bartender:
Yeah i heard of the name.

Corzip:
Do you have any info on them? a mark? a place?

Bartender:
well some of them come here often. But i havent seen them for some days now. they're logo is the planet Coruscant being cut in half by a vibro blade.

Corzip:
Thanks. now i know what to look for. Can you help me? what is your name? Mine is Corzip Dinn. Jedi apprentice, and part time bounty hunter.

Bartender:
My name is Sam Cally. Sure i want to help you, but i dont want my bar to suffer under it and i dont want any trouble.

Corzip:
Sure. Can you get me some tecnicians clothes?

The bartender walks back up to Thiris after talking to a customer who just tried to come in with a droid.


Bartender

You better watch him.

Thiris

Yeah?

Bartender

Jedi apprentive and part time bounty hunter, his names Corzip

Thiris looks Corzip up and down, corzip although looking hte other way turns straight aw ay once Thiris starts checking him out.

Thiris

hmmm i think you might be right. I bet hes the one with the N1 as well. I think ill have to introduce myself to him.

Bartender

Just watch what you say.

Thiris smiles

Thiris

Hey, it's me.

Bartender

Thats what im afraid of.

Thiris zips up his jacket and walks down to Corzip, Corzip looks up at him.

Thiris

Thiris Rupsyd

Thiris extends his arm for a hand shake...

::A man in the back stands up and approaches Corzip and Thiris::

Man
You're the one, huh? Not much to look at.

::His voice is raspy and he has a suspicious look in his eyes. He is of an average height, roughly 5'10" with shoulder length curly hair that is a dark brown color. His clothes are all black and his boots are caked with dirt. The trim of his cloak is tattered. His face is pale, and while his eyes have a look of knowledge in them they have the bright flare of youth as well. They are an almost luminescent green. As Thiris glances at the man, he does a double take and a look of recognition flashes across his face.::

Thiris
You've had too much to drink. Why don't you go si...

::Just as he was about to pat the man on the shoulder, the man quickly grabs his hand, spins him around and pushes him forwards. Thiris goes flying across the cantina and crashes through a table. The man reveals a blaster that was hidden in Thiris's sleeve with one hand and grabs Corzip with the other::

Man
My name is Varan Torel. He was going to kill you and at the same time set in motion a chain of events that could very well destroy the universe as we know it. He is a spy for those that are one with the shadows. You must follow me; do not ask questions. I am a master, you are but an apprentice. All will be explained in time, but only if you do as i say!

::Varan, using the force, pushes a crowd of men that were blocking the exit out of the way and as Corzip gasps pulls the apprentice after him out of the cantina.::

Varan
Which way is your ship? It won't be long before more are after us.

Corzip
Wait, I'm on a mission for Jabba....

Varan
Now is not the time to be concerned with that pathetic Hutt. We need to get to the ship and fast. Now where is it?

Corzip
::with a perplexed look on his face, he points in the direction of the hangar:: That way ::He sees R4 down the street:: R4! To the ship!

::The men tear down the street with the droid obediently following behind them::

(OOC: Ok you have just totally blown me out of proportion, you have wrecked my story, now im going to have to try and fix it. You should also ask before dramatically altering a story like you did, using mine and wraiths characters. It appears you barely read the story.)

Thiris looks up to see the two men running out the door.

Thiris runs up to the bartender

Thiris

Darnit, why do the masters always have to be the edgy ones... something was fishy about him, using such violence, making conclusions about people. Accusing me of trying to kill a Jedi.. i mean sheesh if i may be crazy... but not that crazy.

Bartender

Well what can you do

Thiris

hmmm... *rolls his eys* I know

*Thiris pulls out a comm link.*

Thiris Rupsyd hailing the Crimson Blade.

Prepare the troops, we have some wierdo, claiming to be a master, who just threw me across the room, and as you boys rent doing anything right now, its time to sort this out.

*thiris Waits for a reply*

Crimson Blade to Thiris, we are going to touch down your starfighter, we are about to embark on a escort mission.

*Thiris walks back to the bartender*


Bartender

Well?

Thiris

Well it looks like i have to go on alone.

Cya round.

Bartender

Later

*Thiris runs out the door to his rented room, he finds a jawa inside going through his stuff.*

Thiris

Get outa here!

*Thiris picks the jawa up by the collar and throws him out*

*Thiris goes to his wardrobe and pulls out his modified, DL-44 and straps it to his leg. He brings out his red coloured chest plate, and straps it on under his jacket, he shines the Crimson Mercenaries badge on it.*

*He zips up his jacket after placing a smaller 'laser pistol' into his jacket.*

*He takes off his pants and straps similar coloured thigh and shin guards on. He puts his pants back on and puts knee pads over the top.*

*Thiris straps heavy duty Boots on and grabs his old flight helmet*

In 5 minutes Thiris has changed from Thiris the commoner, to Thiris Rupsyd, Crimson Mercenary Commando.

*Thiris Runs out the door and jumps into his landspeeder. Thiris flys down to where his ship has been placed and jumps straight out. Thiris looks at his ship, the Firestarter, it has served him well on recon missions when he was a pilot, and he new it well in a dog fight. The firestarter is an A-Wing heavily modified, with a tracking system, Armour similar to that used in the Old rebel Snow speeders has been placed to reinforce the glass over his cockpit, his lasers have been replaced with more heavier power, and His Concussion missle slots hve been expanded to house more. The engine size has been increased to take it back to a nromal A-Wing speed. thiris considers it the ultimate A-wing*

Thiris thinks to himself ' How will two of them fit in a fighter with just enough room for 1 person?'

*Thiris Fires up the engines and signals the gorund crew, he flys off out of the planets atmosphere then hides in the Shadow of the blade as planned untill their craft comes up.*

((OOS: wow...what just happened... i was just sitting in a bar and now a group after me??? nobody knows me! oh wait... maybe the corcuscant slashers.... but you at least wait a second before pulling me out of there..

Please reply again.. cause it is too cinfusing right now. ill edit this later))

(WEll, apparantly im trying to kill you, even though i was trying to befriend you, and that guy is a jedi master or something, he basicallay ruined my angle. So now i have to chase you down and explain myself.)

*Varan was running ahead of Corzip and wasnt looking back. Corzip signalled his R4 unit to go in the side walk. The little droid did what Coprzip wanted and Corzip jumped behind him they ran around another corner. By now Varan turned around to ask where he must go for Corzips fighter, but Corzip had vanished.

Corzip ran threw some the corridors and to his fighter hangar. He came running in and the techs that were working on his fighter looked startled. The tech said that the fighter was in good flying conditions just that some minor systems need some tuning up. it would cost Corzip this time 150 creds. Corzip payed the man and R4 was already in place starting up the fighter. Corzip turned it around and blasted into space.

Corzip was feeling free in is fighter and made some loops. then he settled down and tought of his next move.*

Corzips fighter flys past at a lightning pace. Thiris Fired up his engines and speeds off in chase. Hes sees corzip doing some loops and spins, obviously trying out his improved N1. Thiris gives chase and starts following his moves exactly as corzip goes into complex manouvers. Thiris starts remembering his old days fighting in his Awing. He gets a track on the N1.

"Corzip this is Thiris come in."

*Corzip sees the fighter on his scopes and he sees him making the same moves as he does. Then the voice of the other fighter:*

"Corzip this is Thiris come in."

*Corzip tried to see if he could put a face to the voice. then he rememberred the guy talking with the bartender after Corzip.*

"Thiris, this is Corzip. What do you want. are you trying to kill me? like th crazy Jedi master did? I know he wasnt right. I felt his mind. he was all screwed up. But please do tell me who you are and what you want."

he N1 makes a tight turn involving a loop and spin and great use of the engine speads. Thiris just does a simple turn, smiling at the n1's cheek.

"Actually i wanted to clear everything up, but this jedi if you say hes screwed up, hes something we cannot have loose for much longer..."

Thiris reverts sheilds to his engine, and gains next to Corzip.

"Anyway im Thiris Rupsyd, a Commando in the Crimson Mercenaries, i heard you were remaking an N1 and wanted to know if you wanted some firepower, as i wouldnt mind some cash, but now i think you need to consult Skywalker about him, although you probably were thinking that. I want to come with you now. NO doubt the deranged jedi knows where we are, its your call, leave me here, i will probably be killed, let me come with you, and maybe we could come to an agreement about firepower."

"I understand what you are trying to say. But im not on a mission to get weird Jedi out of the way. And i only get them out of the way when they are in my way. Im on a mission. A mission for Jabba the Hutt. He wants the Coruscant Slashers down. and he wants them dead or alive. Its a group from around 120 members. they are spread over the universe getting more recruits every day. It is said that 5 people of that group are stationned on the Sluis Van shipyards. i was just about to get a tech outfit and go get them. but then the Jedi blew mu cover and now they are warned about me. Now if that Jedi crosses me again. i will go after him and i will get him. believe i have dealt with Sith in my life that were more dangerous than this Jedi. Now you are welcome to help me catch this 5 people and get them to Tattooine. Ill split the money with you 50, 50. and if you can get them on a ship that can support 5 people that would be great. cause i cant carry them to Tattooine. what do you say?"

(Sorry, I had to leave on sunday on a college visit. No, I wasn't trying to alter either of your characters...sorry if i did. Varan is a dark jedi...not a good one. I was going to try and kill Corzip, but not cause he's the star...)


::Varan turns to face Corzip, a sly grin forming on his face::
Varan
So now that we are alone, I am free to kill y....no....NO! The fool.....the man left me...he left ME!? How could HE see through my plan!? NO ONE BEATS VARAN! NO ONE!

::The Jedi begins to take chase after Corzip, but as he begins to a laser whizzes by his head. Whirling around, he sees a band of bounty hunters. Varan isn't right in the head; he has his own inner demons and they tend to take control of him. He's also a leader of the Coruscant Slashers, a group that has made enemies with people that one shouldn't make enemies with. Like Jabba the Hutt. He is, however, very in touch with the force and is more than a match with his sabers.::

::In a blur of speed, Varan charges the group of three hunters, blocking the next blast with his saber and reflecting it into the rifleman. By this time Varan was upon the other two. He draws out his second saber, now wielding one red and one blue, one for his calm side and one for his crazy side. In a quick couple of slashes he is the last one standing....in one piece at least.::

Varan
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! ::Laughing maniacally, Varan looks up to the heavens and notices two ships in the sky above him. He narrows his eyes.:: So, you made it to your ship despite my efforts. Very well, we can work with this. Yes, we can definitely work with this.....::chuckling to himself in the way he normaly does when excited, Varan pushes a path through the crowd that had now formed and quickly reaches his landspeeder. Before anyone has a chance to stop him, he drives off towards where he secretly landed his ship.::

(Hopefully this will clear it up a little.....sorry again if i twisted you all around. Oh well....that's what these things are for though, right? Create a story and not no where it's going to turn out. By the way....don't just dismiss Varan as a simple lower class jedi that you can take out easily.....just cause you've dealt with sith before doesn't mean you can ice Varan, a full fledged dark knight. especially a CRAZY full fledged knight.):D

Thiris

Ok Corzip i will help you, ill go and get a YT-1300 from back at the CM headquaters... Do you want it a two man operation or would you like me to get some of my commandoes to help out?

well if you could just have a few of them standing by to assist us, that would be great. so...... where do we go now... the Coruscant Slashers have been warned about us. You got any nice tactics? cause i was just gonna sneek in with them and catch some of them.

I have a plan, We stage a fake escort mission over the shipyards. Then we get some other ships to fake an attack, easily done by just missing, or having the escort drive them away. Then smash up the hyperdrive on the YT-1300. Say we need repairs and when we land we sneak in. I can organise it as soon as you want if you like, just give me the word.

*Corzip smiles*

Word! I want it as fast as you can arange it.

oh and thanks

Well the quickest way for me to do that is hyperspace there, you coming?

*thiris punches in the co ordinates of The CM base.*

Oh, and no problem.

*Corzip got the coordinates of Thiris and punched them in.
he pulled the lever and jumped to hyperspace*

(OOC: I may use your character abit wraith because im going to go over the plan in this one

Thiris and Corzip enter Combaii the home system of Crimson Mercenaries.

Thiris

Go ahead and land in the Dreadnaught, we have top priority for this mission.


*Thiris lands his A-Wing in the hanger and Corzip follows suit *

*Thiris and Corzip start walking through the corridors, as they look around they see droids carrying out work and a few people walking around in mechanic suits.*

* A man walks upto them*

Thiris

This is Mephiston, Mephiston this is Corzip. Oh his real name isnt Mephiston we always use call signs.

*The two men shake hands

Mephiston

We have a breifing room ready for you, i have summoned our commando squad, and the flight teams to escort and the fake attack. They will be flying in a following Stormtrooper transport, lead by me, if you need help we have the team ready for assault on your word

Thiris

Perfect

*Thiris, Corzip and Mephiston walk into the breifing room.*

Gentlemen this is Corzip, this mission is basically for him, but intern it is for jabba

*A few groans from the crowd*

Quiet, its money, and Corzip also gets half. OUr diplomatic team as we speak are in connection with Jabba, but im not sure it will go well. I have promised we will help so help we will, but not to fear the majority of you will not be in harms way.

The basic plan is as follows. Corzip and i in a yt-1300 will be faking a cargo, the rest of my commando squad, lead by Mephiston will be in a TRN also faking a cargo. With an escort from Flight group 1. Upon arrival to the destination we will stage a fake attack by Flight group 2, acting as pirates. Make sure you miss your targets. But aact as if to concentrate your attack upon the YT and the TRN. The Escort wil ldrive the pirates away but we will damage the hyperdrive of the YT-1300, getting access to the station of which our targets are on. The escort will then continue to guard the TRN as we continue our mission, only if we request the help of the commandoes will the escort leave.

Ships

1 Yt 1300
1 TRN
6 Toscan fighters - Flight group 1
3 z-95 - Flight group 2
3 Y-Wing - flight group 2

Any questions? No? good, oh and dont worry about the escape we will think of something.

Anything furthur to add Corzip?

*Corip sits there with his mouth open*

wow.. i didnt expect this. but it is ok. lets kick some butt

Meanwhile, back on Tatooine.....

::Varan finally reached his ship, and upon entering he sends a message to the Slashers at the Sluis Vann shipyards::

Varan
Grann, this is Varan.

Grann
I copy Lord Varan.

Varan
Good. I just met up with a young jedi named Corzip....I don't think that he alone will be a problem, but just in case I want you four to pull out immediately. There are many other other bounty hunters after us now, apparently Jabba isn't too pleased with our pirate operations. I've invested too much time into this group to have any of it lost back to that fat hutt......call in some support and get out of there as soon as you can. I'm leaving now, meet me back at the main base as soon as you can. If that jedi takes any of what we have stolen, I shall personally kill you. do you understand?

Grann
Yes, of course Lord Varan. We will be out of here before he has a chance to return.

Varan
Don't screw this up, Grann.

::With that, Varan ended the transmission and left Tatooine for the hidden base of the Coruscant Slashers. He knew he would be safe there; it was under the surface of the large asteroid Zanver. Not only was it thusly hidden from view, but it's location was always changing and only his men had trackers to find it::

::knowing his life was now on the line, Grann turned to address the other members of his outfit.::

Grann
Ok you guys, we gotta head out early. Some jedi and a group of bounty hunters are after us, and they could be here anytime. Lets take what we can and leave a trap for those fools!

::The four men quickly gather up all the supplies and place them in the four best ships they had. As for the other ships, the pirates rounded them together so that they were all in the same area. Rigging each with a large amount of explosives and a droid to detonate them once the hunters reached the shipyards, they left Tatooine with the goods and headed towards the base. A grin formed on Grann's face as he flew past the stars. He could almost see the look of surprise on this Corzip's face when he entered one of the ships expecting to find it full of pirates, only to find a fiery death. He'd never see it coming.::

*Everyone involved gets in position to jump into hyperspace. Flight group 1 and the two transports first.*

Thiris
Ok stay tight we are meant to look like we have valuables here. Get ready to jump in 3..2...1 Go

*All the ships randomly jump into hyperspace, then all the ships exit hyperspace at Sluis Van. AS they jump in they see a small fighter make the jump out.*



Thiris

Ok form up, act as if we are just passing through. Flight group 2 should arive in about 1 minute...

Thiris to Corzip alone

I know im no Jedi, but keep your feelings open, im trusting you, if you feel something wrong, we are getting out of here.

Thiris

Weird, not getting nay transmissions from the station.


*Incoming 3 z-95 headhunters, 3 Y-Wings splashes up on the screen.*

Oh well lets just make this look real. You getting anything Corzip?

::After finishing his tale of what he did back at the shipyards to Varan, Grann stood at attention and allowed a grin to form on his face. Varan slowly turns his back on Grann::

Varan
So, basically what you're telling me is that you rigged my ships with explosives and destroyed them.

Grann
Wha....what?? Well, yes, I suppose, but I got Corzip as well.

Varan
Did you? Did you really? Did you see him go into the ship? Did you see him explode? ::Varan whirls around and shouts into his face:: DID YOU SEE HIS DEATH?

Grann
N..N..No my lord.....No.....but, but i thought.....

Varan
Do I pay you to think? No! I pay you to steal. If i had wanted you to think, I would have asked you too. But no matter....here, kiss my hand and all will be forgiven,

::Varan presents his hand and Grann leans in to kiss it. As his lips touch Varan's hand, Varan raises him into the air using the force and simultaneously causes Grann's heart to explode. Grann's face twists into a look of pure pain and terror, at which point Varan drops him and as he hits the ground pulls out both sabers and in a few quick slices mutilates the still-twitching body into several pieces. The body of Grann, now a steaming pile of flesh, lies at Varan's feet. Varan bends over and picks up his severed head::

Varan
Let Grann be a lesson to you all. Follow me and do only as i say or die. There is no middle ground. ::he turns the head around and stares into the lifeless eyes:: You thought you were cleverer then me...didn't you? Now who's the clever one? I AM! I AM MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU EVER WERE! NO ONE IS GREATER THAN I! ::Varan crushes the head in his hand and spits on the filth, then addresses his fellow Slashers:: Grann seems to have made a mess. Clean it up...I don't think he can on his own.

::As Varan turns to leave the conference room, he chuckles to himself. As the door shuts behind him, he hears the frantic cleaning of his pirates. I really am the best, he thought to himself. For the time, at least, he didn't care about Jabba, Corzip, Thiris, or any of the bounty hunters. After all, he was the best. What were they to him?::

*Corzip reaches out with the force. he feels the men he is looking for. but they seem to know who they are. they are expecting them. but indtead of 5 men... he feels only three. in two ships heading away from here... the ships... they are rigged. Corzip emediatly started to record data from the ships and ID tags on the members aboard.*

Thiris? Call your fighters off. its a trap. stop them now. The ships they are on are rigged.. its the 2 there running off. do you have Ion Cannins on the fighters or on this ship?? we can lay them dead in space.

*Thiris hails all flight squads.*


Thiris

This is Third, its a trap, flight group 1 escort flight group 2 as the Y-Wings disable the two fighters 13 clicks away, TRN make your way back home.

We can not waist any time, we are going to stransmit all codes directly from the two ships to this craft. All teams you have your orders we can not waist any time, lets hurry. Third out

Thiris to Corzip

We cannot let them give the upper hand. We must press on, from here on in we wont turn back. I have everything i need, i hope you do.

Well i do think we need them alive. i only have 3 other reports of sightings with the Coruscant Slashers. one report sais that several of them are on Hoth, catching Wampa's. another report sais that a large group of them. about 20 men, is on Naboo.
and another report sais that some of them are on Coruscant. but that is like finding a clean spot on a Hutt. so we need to find out where theyre main base is. but if we happen to kill them in this process we can check the other leads out. and ofcourse we get a 120.000 credits if we can get these guys to Jabba. and less than a half of that amount of money can give my fighter a huge upgrade in stuff. so....

The fighters are disabled and all information has been put into the memory banks of the YT.



Thiris

"My first suggestion is to hit hoth, if there arent many of them their then thye wont be as known missing. We will find all information. SO we have to capture these guys and take them to Jabba? Well, i'll set my blasters to stun so we can get them ASAP, possibly before the first night is over."

*Thiris fly's away from the z-95's as they explode from small det charges.*

"Ok im going to go get ready for the snow, just give me a yell when your going to make the jump into hyperspace so i can get into my seat so i down crash to the ground when we speed up. The controls are simple, im sure you've flown one of these before."

*Thiris is about to get up*

"Oh yeah"

*sits back down and puts headset back on*

"All teams return to base."

*Corzip nodded with a smile*

euh.. can you have the men questionned? and have send the info to us??

*Thiris nodded with a smile.

Thiris was away for 5 minutes and Corzip had set the coordinates on the nav computer for Hoth. he turned the com unit on to broadcast inside the ship.*

Thiris? buckle up. im making the jump into Hyperspace.

*Corzip waited a minute to be sure. and then pushed the handle forward.*

*The ship makes the jump and starts its travel in hyperspace*

Thiris walks out putting a winter jacket over his Crimson Armour as he walks over to a data computer.

Thiris

Seems as though they just juniors, if we are lucky the Wampas would of go them before we get there... hmmm all they seem to be in weapons is prefered smal blasters, and pikes. So we should be able to take them out from a far, make it easier even more. Should be a cake walk. Seems though they have large amounts of comunications equipment, maybe more then just hunting Wampas.

*Thiris smiles*

wouldnt be a bad place for a rebel base one day...

*Thiris attaches a basic blaster and smiles again*

Dont worry this aint a basic blaster, its got reinforce ments down the barrel, and struts to make the shot dead accurate. You would be surprised what youd find in one of our YT's.

*Thiris rubs the scope takes the cartridge out and places the gun in a rack. He sits down putsa his hands behind his head and shuts his eyes*

Oh and dont worry,l im here just speak and ill reply, i never sleep on missions.

*Corzip smiled at him. Corzip stood up*

well while you are here maybe you can watch out for some things so i can change into something more warm. see ya in a sec.

little did thiris and corzip know that one of their commando friends in a toscan fighter survived the ambush and was able to get their hyperspace coordinates and followed them into hyperspace. The young head strong, cocky man named Theroz thought he could be of some help. Even though he didnt know where he was going exactly, he was following his leader, and would do wahtever he could to help him. Right before he jumped, he reached into his pocket and touched his dads father's lucky charm which he had given to him before his death. It was an old watch from years ago that had been his great great grandfathers. Then he made the jump on the coordinates that he had gotten....

*The YT-1300 came out of Hyperspace near Hoth. the went down to the surface. they landed on a flat peace near some mountains. The weather was good and sunny.*

I saw you had some Swoop bikes back there. Are they suited for cold climats aswell?

Theroz reached hoth minutes after his leader, and right away tried to communicate with them...

Theroz: Commander Thiris, this is Theroz Sesteer, i followed you after the battle, i was one of the only ones to survive. I didnt know what elso to do but follow you. I am loyal to you, and will always be, but i want to help you now. please let me help you. Im not worried about the money, ill take whatever you give me, but please let me help.

(OOC: there was no battle, if you had of read properly it was all staged to try and get onboard the station. Ill act as if you havent said that post)


"Yea the speeders should be fine, all i need to do is revert some power into auxillary batteries to keep this thing from freezing and then we should be able to take our time."

Thiris goes to the engine compartment and flicks a few switches, the main lights go off and heater generators go on all around the ship.

"Otherwise we will drain to much power to have everything running."

Thiris picks up his modified blaster and straps it to the side of a speeder.

"Was hard gettin these things put in here, i bet it will be harder to get them out. We better help each other and take one out at a time."

Thiris tightens some straps on the saddles of the bikes then takes off the straps.

"We landed to far from the slashers, we shouldnt of been picked up on their scanners. The only way they will know is if they see us."

Thiris does up his zipper and lowers the ramp and goes outside. He pulls electro binoculors out of a pouch in his belt and starts viewing the area...

(OOC: my bad, i miss understood, i was just trying to get another character into the story for some spice. Forget my last post, i just want theroz on hoth with you guys. Forget my last post.)

Theroz reached Hoth right after his leader. He knew he wasnt supposed to be here, he was given other orders. But he wanted to be famous, and the best way to do it was to make some credits helping his commander and his bounty hunter friend. He didnt really care about the credits, he just wanted to make a name for himself.

THeroz: Commander, this is Theroz Ferok, a Toscan Fighter Pilot from your special forces wing. I know i was told differently, but im loyal to you, and i want to help you. Please let me help you!

Varan sat brooding in the asteroid base when he recieved a transmission from the base on Hoth. Thiris and Corzip had been spotted. They weren't dead.

Varan
That damned fool.....very well, another chance to dispose of him.

Varan stood up, got into his fighter and set the parameters on the hyperspace for Hoth. A smile slowly formed on his face. This will be fun, he thought to himself. He always did enjoy killing. After finally reaching the base on Hoth, he prepared for the ensuing battle alongside his men. He drew out his twin sabers and looked at them, then placed them back on his belt. He would be ready.

As Theroz sat in his starfighter, waiting for a reply from his commander, he saw a mysterious ship enter the system, and land on the planet. He knew it wasn't anyone on his side, so he knew he would have to take care of it. It would be what his commander would want. He had a full load of torpedoes, and the mans ship was out in the open, this what his chance to make a name for himself. He sent an encoded message to his commander it said "Commander, a mysterious ship has landed on the planet, if I do not hear from you, i plan to destroy the ship, and hopefully its occupants, if you are expecting someone u must tell me, or they will be killed."

Theroz would give his commander 2 standard hours, then destroy the ship. He told his R2-D4 droid to set the ship in stand by mode, so that he could not be detected, but he had a feeling that he was still detectable, so he kept his eyes and ears open...

As he stepped from his ship, Varan looked across the vast snow fields and saw a ship in the distance.

Varan
Ah, an hors d'oeuvre.

Varan walked over to a nearby snowmound and using the force pushed the majority of the snow out of the way. Underneath was a large manually directed turret. Sliding into the gunner seat, Varan turned on the power and targeted the ship. The mechanics could not pick it up, but Varan knew it was there. He could feel it.

Varan
So long, little fly.

Varan opened fire.

(OOC: Wraith im going to RP our characters saving the day a little ok?)

"Theroz this is Thiris get out of here now, Corzip has senced a disturbance and we are on it, i warn you to ge tout now!"

Thiris and Corzip race to where Corzip has sensed the disturbance. They dont know what it is because as Corzip reminds Thiris 'the dark side is hard to see.' Thiris sees the character that pushed him at the bar about to fire a turret. Thiris 'steps' on the accelerator and with the other hand pulls out a small laser and starts shooting at troops, the other troops dive for the cover and Thiris knocks out the turret. But the character was shooting in the process and the laser hits Thiris' Speeder bike and a tthe same time the character force pushes Thiris out into the snow. Thiris rolls for a while before seeing Corzip flying towards the action on his speeder

(OOC: if i RPed you too much just tell me and ill edit it, but it sets you up for a dinamic fight scene :) )