Walter Stale
Fringe
The leader of Dantooine
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Post by Walter Stale on Jan 27, 2005 15:26:43 GMT -8
Lots of bummed out bums are around here..
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Post by koroy on May 9, 2006 16:49:29 GMT -8
ah.do you know of a duros called Kalgaron?
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Post by cyclone on May 9, 2006 16:55:33 GMT -8
*Enters the Mos espa and looks around* *Comms his employer.* Kit, we have company down here.
<Just get the job done. Do not fail me again.>
Yeah... *Hangs up*
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Post by cyclone on May 19, 2006 16:23:48 GMT -8
*Walks over to a fellow dug and asks him about his contact.* *He learns from the Dug that Kalgaron spends most of his time in a local cantina just down the street.* *Sulban turns and passes the sith, going to the cantina.*
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Post by cyclone on May 19, 2006 16:30:20 GMT -8
*Enters the bar and spots his target. Walks over to him and sits across from him at his table.* I'm lookin for a guy by the name of Kalgaron. You know who I'm talkin about?
Who's askin?
*The guys answer confirms his suspicions. This is his guy.* I'm workin for Mah'Ryk. He wants his spice and he wants it now. I can take it off your hands. *Motions to two of the guys sitting a few yards away from them. Obviously his bodyguards.* Take this dug to the ship. Give him what he needs.
*A little shocked at his luck, getting it on the first try, he stands up, follows the two guys out the door*
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Post by cyclone on May 19, 2006 16:31:08 GMT -8
*Move to the docking bays in the spaceport*
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Post by Jon Blackthorn on May 20, 2006 10:51:54 GMT -8
*A man about 5'11 was walking away from a cantina keeping his head down toward the ground which was around 10pm with the suns setting and the dessert world dropping to several degrees by the second. Jon stop and lean up against a building as people passed him by without a second glance. He took a death stick to his face and light it up by using a small matchbook he had found in a cantina. When Jon light the match toward his mouth his face was clear to look at. He had curly dark hair which came down to his ears. His ears were half cover up by his hair drawing attention away from his brown eyes. His skin was clear and a shade darker then normal. It was obvious he had been quite friendly with the opposite sex with his boyish good looks. He was wearing a black leather jacket half way button up. Jon look at the other side of the street where children where playing some kind of game that Halley should be playing. Jon then look around to see if it was a possible ambush then focus his vision on the group of children who was about 15 meters away. Jon's left hand went into his jacket pocket.* "You know its not very safe out.....many people are dangerous that could cause you harm." "We know mister." *Said a little girl who appearance would led one to think of age 8 or so. The girl was shorter then the rest of the children and had older clothes on. Jon sighed and walked down the street heading for apartment complex. 'At lest going' need a place to stay' he thought to himself.*
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Post by cyclone on May 22, 2006 16:48:47 GMT -8
*Nova lands The Slave Runner onto the top of a building somewhere in the city. He decides that this is as good a place as any to look for his target. He gets out, still not wearing his jetpack. He sets the thing next to the ship, knowing he'll need it.*
*Kit walks over to the ledge, and kneels behind the short wall. He amplifies the optics and begins to scan the streets for the bounty. He knew from the log in the bounty office that this might be a tough job. But it wasn't anything he couldnt handle... Nothing he hadnt seen before.*
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Post by cyclone on May 26, 2006 19:01:54 GMT -8
*After about an hour, which seemed all too short, he decided to let the bounty calm down and come out of hiding. He probably saw Nova's ship land and took off.*
*He grabbed the jetpack, loaded onto his ship, and took off. He would be back in a day or two.*
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Post by Jon Blackthorn on May 31, 2006 10:27:33 GMT -8
*Blackthorn walks in the apartment building where he sees nothing out of the ordinary. One desk, two long and narrow stair cases, one bar/restaurant, and something in the back that Jon couldn't make out perhaps it was a custom of the planet's but the creature was about the size of a small child with glowing eyes.* "Huh I guess this is a Jawa." *Blackthorn pays the Jawa 20 credits and simply mutters the words 'one night'. The creature tired to talk but the words were to fast for even Jon to hear, so he shrugged and went upstairs. He unlocks his door and enters the room. After a quick check for anything explosive, or a sign of a trap he drops to the floor in exhaustion. It was his third straight night in the row without sleep and his body was paying the price.* "I guess I should make myself something to eat...." *Blackthorn thought what he had in his back pat but candy bars weren't exactly calling out to him.* "So...tired...just a couple of hours....you feel as new." *His devil side of him was beginning to grow with Jon's will slowly eroding for the past few nights.* "Just 15 mins and you feel refresh." *Blackthorn shock his head.* "Must stay awake. There could be an attack." *Blackthorn eyed the door, it was still open. His eyes grew huge for if anyone recognize him he wasn't sure if he could survive this time. Blackthorn tired to get up but hist body moan with its hardship. Slowly his eyes begin to close until darkness clouded his vision and made his wit useless.*
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Post by Jon Blackthorn on Jun 2, 2006 12:43:39 GMT -8
ooc: edited
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Post by Jon Blackthorn on Jun 9, 2006 19:01:26 GMT -8
*Blackthorn wakes up from his sleep with a sense of betrayal for his body could had gotten the best of him if someone took the time to find him. He looks straight up finding the fan was on or....turnned on. The fan was the reason why he woke up that or the humming sound coming from downstairs......:::why would there be a.....RUN::::Blackthorn tries to get back on his feet but all of his strength left him. Blackthorn look around with a feeling of a baby separated from its mother. Jon carefully took out some stims from his backpack and began to inject the drugs into his legs praying for some movement.* "D$@$ it! I got to get out of here.....there could be bounty hunters." *Blackthorn renew energy allow more movement but not enough, Blackthorn garb onto a wall for balance as he putt pressure on his legs that he hadn't used for days.* "AHHHHHHHH!" *The pain was unbearable, it was like his leg was being impale by invisible knifes each step he took. :::Someone must had heard that::: Blackthorn slowly limps to the window ledge and jumps down from it, hitting the hot sand with a thump but nothing was broken. Blackthorn began to limp toward the spaceport near by which cross through the market area.*
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Post by rebel on Jun 9, 2006 19:22:46 GMT -8
*Lady Luck lands in the spaceport nearby and Golad exits his craft.* ::How am I supposed to find this guy?::
*He walks over to the market area and asks a man at his booth.* I'm looking for a Duros. Goes by the name of Kalgaron... Ever heard of him?
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Walter Stale
Fringe
The leader of Dantooine
35,950
Posts: 15,190
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Post by Walter Stale on Jun 9, 2006 21:48:52 GMT -8
*the weequay speaks without even looking up* "Check the bazaar."
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Post by Jon Blackthorn on Jun 10, 2006 9:47:51 GMT -8
*The stems were finally kicking in at their max giving Jon the much needed energy as he began to walk normally through the market place until he heard of Lan Golad looking for someone. At first Jon presumed it was himself but he shook his head thinking that he hadn't used his name for the hotel which meant he had a good chance to leave peacefully. Jon finally manage his way into the space port.* "Now where is a terminal?" *A protocol droid just points to one behind a mechanic table. Jon carefully hacks into the data base trying to learn everything about this Lan Golad. Mostly gambling debts and running around the galaxy, which mean he could be a bounty hunter or part of exchange/hutts. Jon smiled a little.* "Better make my escape." *Jon took out a small disk and upload it into the computer for a little extra help for his escape. Jon set off a timer that would use the tractor beams to keep all of the ships grounded for 10 mins. Except for one, the Lady Luck which was very close by to Jon's present location.*
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