Imperial Conquest (Page 3 of 10)

"You want mean, credit hungry and violent, I can be that. If the price is right." She tossed her head again. "Now that you mention it..." Her stomach growled slightly as she followed the Sith. She couldn't remember the last time she ate anything.

That evening. Devon went to the cantina, in hope of finding a smuggler or a mercenary that could help them get away from the Empire or protect them. He had the money, atleast he thought so. He sighed and ordered a Jawa Juice. He drunk it slowly...

They enetered the Sand crawler and had to find of greedy stormtrooper from their new wepons. Once that died down they were finnaly aloud some rest. Yurt sat down with his back to his wepons, he sat in a corner. After the long ride they finnaly came back to Mos Esiley, Yurt quickly ran off with his wepons, he threw a blanket over them earlier, and headed for his safe house. After a long walked past the beggars and thugs Yurt went into his safe house, on the outside it looked like a large rock. Yurt opened a hidden door to the rock and went in.

Alo pulled out a chair, straddling it and draped her arms over the back, her golden red hair falling down the back..

"Nice place." It was much fancier than her usual hangouts, which consisted of dank cantinas and dusty street corners.

"Now what?" She inquired, watching the Sith's every move.

Fenneth Crow sat down at the end of the table and put his heavy boots up casually. Two extremely nervous looking servants came in and started loading the long table with an elaborate setting of food and drinks.

The yellow-eyed humanoid adjusted his lenses, "Well, first you tell me your name, I give you a down payment, and if the terms are agreable on both sides...then we get down to the fun part."

He idly took out the heavy blaster pistol he was armed with and examined it.

Uriel brought his x-wing down into one of the hanger bays at Mos Eiesley. Feeling the skids hit dirt, he powered down and popped open the canopy.  Uriel jumped down from the cockpit, onlookers cast bewildered glances at him and the black ship.
A human attendant dressed in filthy overalls came up to him, eyeing the x-wing suspiciously. "What brings you to Tattoine stranger?" he asked "Some ship you got there"
Uriel cast him a withering look, "My ship and what I'm doing here is none of your concern." he said coldly. "I just need you to refuel it as soon as possible."
"I dont know" the attendant began, scratching his head. "The Empire put strict fuel limits on us, and if they caught me fueling up a rebel ship, well they'd kill me!"
Uriel grabbed the man by his collar and pulled him closer. "Listen here you slimy piece of....." Uriel stopped dead as he noticed two Stormtroopers enter the hanger. Spotting the x-wing they quickly drew their blasters.
"You there freeze!" one of them shouted. "You're under arrest!"
Uriel cursed under his breath, "Not today shiny boys!" he shouted back, pushing the attendant in front of him and drawing his own blaster.
Without hesitation the stormtroopers cut down the attendant in a hail of laser fire. Uriel was already halfway to the exit at the rear of the hanger. Scorch marks pocked the walls around him and he fired a couple shots over his shoulder.
Uriel ducked into the intense sunlight and merged into the crowd.  Glancing over his shoulder he saw the two stormtroopers emerge and look around. Not seeing Uriel they ducked back into the hanger.
Uriel sighed in relief and holstered his blaster. He entered a nearby cantina. The inerior was dimly lit and smelled of too many species being in one room. "Perfect place to find some work." He said to himself.
Spotting a secluded  table near the back, Uriel sat down and gestured for the Twi Lek waitress to bring him a drink. Uriel ran a hand through his black hair and sighed, not wanting to think about what those tin heads were doing to his precious ship.
The Twi Lek appeared at his side and placed a glass of amber liquid in front of him.
"What's this?" Uriel asked eyeying the drink suspiciously.
"You looked like you could use something strong." the Twi Lek said smiling at him. "Let me know if you need anything else stranger."
Uriel smiled back and cautiously sniffed the drink. It burnt his nose considerably. None the less he drank it down in one swallow, making a face as it burnt his throat. He lifted his empty glass to the Twi Lek. "I'll take another."
She smiled back and went behind the bar.
Uriel put his glass down. He suddenly heard a voice. "Did you hear about the raid on that moisture farm?" Uriel glanced over his shoulder to see who was talking. Two human males sat a table away from him, their voices carrying easily. "Yeah" the other said, taking a drink, "Those stormtroopers barged right in the place. I guess it was a rebel hideout or something. A couple of them managed to get away though."
Uriel became interested. Now if only he knew where this farm was...
As if to answer his question, the Twi Lek appeared once more. She placed his drink down and leaned in close to him. "You seem interested about the raid stranger." she whispered.
Uriel lifted an eyebrow to her. "And what makes you think that sweetheart?" he asked casually, taking a sip of the burning liquid.
She shrugged. "I can see the way you're eavesdropping. It's kind of obvious."
Uriel was suprised. "Was I that obvious?" he asked, eyeing the two again.
"Just a little." she replied. "So what's your name stranger? I've never seen you in here before, or in Mos Eiesley for that matter."
Uriel looked at her, wondering if he could trust the Twi Lek, but she must know something about the going ons around here. She could be useful. "Uriel" he said finnaly, extending his hand. "And you are?"
The Twi Lek eyed him suspiciously. "And why should I tell you that?" she asked. "I don't even know you."
Uriel shrugged. "I'm just curious is all." he replied cooly.
She smiled. "Kasimaa." she replied taking his hand. "Nice to meet you Uriel."
Uriel smirked, "Now tell me Kasimaa." he said casually. "Just where did this raid take place?"

Yurt got up and got dressed, he was off duty today. He grabbed his pistol and walked to the nearest Cantina. He entered and saw Devon((But Yurt has never seen Devon so your okay)) and a man talking, Yurt just walked to the bar and ordered a jawa beer. Devon regonized Yurt thou, Yurt was the first off the sand scrawler and brought the rebels outside.

Mattias walked out of the base and headed to the cantina, "Ah, much better." he said moving his arm around. Mattias went into the cantina and walked by the booth Uriel and Devon were sitting at. "Uriel Koslov, I don't belive it. What's this? Ah, hello Devon." Mattias sat down next to them. Devon was in a panic, "U...Um...H..H..Hi Mattias....." Devon stuttered. "What's the matter Devon, afraid I'm going to blow your head off? No. Not now. But I won't share you're location with anyone. Trust me. I want to kill you myself, I just wanted to scare you a bit." Mattias told him. Devon was still scared to death. "So, Uriel, how you been? Since you ditched the Rebellion I mean." Mattias asked.

"CHHHH! TK-369 report to the bridge immediately"
"oh great, what now" TK-369 thought to himself
"Ah, glad to you could make it" the deck officer said "we're sending you and your squad on your first mission with us. You see we havehints that a rebel outpost is down there on Endor we need them off of the location if we are going to build the new Death Star's sheild post there, all you need to do is find it and warn our fleet up here, we'll take care of the rest."
"yes sir!" TK-369 replied
"Now go and get your men and make sure they're ready"

"This is your stop, prepare to jump." the pilot told TK-369 and his squad. They were just above the surface of Endor. "Now!, go, go, go!" the door flew open and TK-369 jumped off the shuttle followed by the rest of his men.
"Sir, i'm picking a large energy reading just south of here" TK-297 reported.
"let's go check it out follow me" TK-369 replied. Sure enough there was the rebel outpost X-wings and Y-wings were landed just in front of it "Bridge this is TK-369 do you copy"
"go ahead TK-369"
"we've found the outpost at cooridinates... (3,9)"
"roger get out of there there's going to be serious fireworks"

BOOM!, "that was too easy" TK-369 thought, just then a couple of rebels came out from behind a bush
"Imps, blast 'em"
in just one shot TK-369 was thrown off of his totally taken by surprise. His teammates shot down the rebels just when he got up, luckily the shuttle was landing to ake them back up to the Star Destroyer.

"My name is Uriel Koslov. Who's asking?"
Devon sat down without asking, he looked at Uriel's blaster rifle again. "That's a nice looking rifle, modified E-11?" asked Devon. "Sit down, please. I don't think I want to get into a fight with you."
Uriel sat down and put away his rifle.
"Good, I think you could help me and my friends out..." Devon said, but saw Mattias walk up to them. Devon panicced and dropped his glass of Jawa beer. Devon didn't beleive his eyes. He thought he had killed Mattias 2 times now, "Why can't he just die?" Devon thought to himself.

The first time Devon met Mattias was when Mattias was still a stormtrooper. It was a battle on Corellia, stormtroopers were sent to put down the Corellian Resistance, but the Corellians had received reinforcements early and won the battle.
Devon thought he killed Mattias with a grenade.

The second time was during the raid on the moisture farm, Devon had shot Mattias several times and he thought he had finished Mattias that time. But no. Here he was again, alive and kicking.

"Uriel Koslov, I don't beleive it." Mattias said. "What's this? Ah, hello Devon." Mattias sat down next to them.
Devon didn't know what to do, he thought he was dead already. "U...Um...H..H..Hi Mattias....." Devon stuttered.
"What's the matter Devon, afraid I'm going to blow your head off?" Mattias quickly said. "No. Not now. But I won't share you're location with anyone. Trust me. I want to kill you myself, I just wanted to scare you a bit."
Devon didn't beleive what he heard, he knew that Mattias could break his neck whenever he felt like it.
"So, Uriel, how you been? Since you ditched the Rebellion I mean." Mattias asked.
Devon tried to drink the Jawa beer Kasimaa brought, but he couldn't. Devon dropped this glass too.
"Just fine Mattias ol pal. You should have came with me" Uriel said slapping Mattias on the shoulder. "More credits to be made in the loner business. Besides i can't stand the Imperials Finest, so that makes me a rebel still right?"
Devon wondered what was going on, Uriel must've been an Imperial trooper, a rebel and now he was a bounty hunter or mercenary? But Uriel still claimed to dislike the Empire, maybe Devon could convince him that the rebel's side was better, if he could stand being on the weaker side, that is.
Kasimaa went after more drinks as she saw what Devon kept doing.
"Now down to business." Uriel said lowering his voice. "I don't know what happened at that moisture farm, but I'm sure theres some serious credits to be made somewhere." he turned to Mattias. "I say we plan a little raid of our own, of course that's after we get my ship back."
Devon got a new Jawa beer and managed to drink half of it, but when he heard "a little raid of our own" he dropped the glass again. He almost panicced again. "Against who?" he asked but forgot to keep his voice down.

"So the imps took your ship?" Devon asked. "You need some help in that raid? I could shoot some imps anytime I have allies with me." Devon took his DL-18. "I wish they'd give me a bigger gun, though..." He started to sound less panicced and he drank a glass of Jawa beer that Kasimaa brought. "I'll help you get your ship back if you help us rebels out." Devon had completely forgot about Mattias until now. "And will he help?" He pointed at Mattias. "He works for the imps, you know. He won't fight them."

Uriel raised an eyebrow to Mattias. "So youre working for the whiteys now eh Mattias?" Uriel leaned the chair back on two legs and took a long draw of his nic stik. "I find myself in quite the situation." he said blowing out the smoke. "On one hand, I got a potential employer, on the other, a fellow merc offering a no obbligation release of my ship." Uriel turned to Devon. "Tell you what Devon." he began putting all 4 chair legs on the ground once more. "I'll let Mattias here retrieve my ship. Then I'll speak with you later about your situation. But for now," Uriel stopped cold his eyes locked towards the door. The two stormtroopers from earlier stepped inside and were glancing around and asking alot of questions to a very unhappy bartender.
"Give me a break." Uriel said ducking down and pulling out his E-11. "Now would be a good time for that favor Mattias."