A Shattered Republic

((Yeah I told you you'd be able to make a side group))

Garrow began to wish they'd been given speeders, the swamp was slow to maneuver through and made the trip al the more aggravating. The swamp also forced Garrow to hold his Z-36 above the swamp, for fear of damaging it. "Damn it why did we have to get picked for this op. Why not omega or Delta. I swear us Lambda get the *** end of everything."  Garrow's Squad mate's looked at him with an air of silence. So he shut his trap and dragged on through the swamp. Nearly 1 standard hour later Garrow's squad was still penetrating the swamp when at last the Research Center came into view. "Great" Garrow said "Its swarming with anti-infantry defense. We'd need a tank, no two to get through that alive." Rez the sqaud's sniper overlooked the scene "He's got a point Commander, but why woulld we need two tanks. Theres only four of us going into one area. Two is just pointless." Garrow's face reddened, although noone couild tell through the helmet " I dunno one for a distraction" Rez continued "It's only anti infantry, nothing here could really put a dent to it so its completely pointless to have two..." the CO cut him off before Rez could continue his rant. Garrow gave a sigh of relief . "We'll set up camp and observe the research center from there to see if there's any way we can get in. Garrow and Rez you two go look for a spot to set up camp. Me and Faust will be deploying long ranje comm jammers around the area. Move out Commandos." Garrow did as he was told and set off with the sniper.

((No one's posted here in a while, but this looks like the most interesting RP right now, so I think we should get this going. I haven't been here in forever because my internet's been down for a couple months.))

Name: Thade Scyinth
Race: Human
Age: 29
Affiliation: low ranking member of the Bounty Hunter's Guild (Being run, at this time i believe, by Bossk's father.)
WOC: DC-17 (repcom ftw), and a vibroblade.
Armor: Imperial commando armor, scavenged from a flash clone commando on a recent job.
VOC: ARC - 170 Starfighter (I love this ship, here's some stuff from the databanks on it: Heavily armed and more than capable of surviving and succeeding in battle operations, the ARC-170 (Aggressive ReConnaissance) fighter also functions as a lone recon scout, with extended consumables for five standard days of remote operations. It is one of the few starfighters of this era to carry an onboard class 1.5 hyperdrive engine, with a range of 5,000 light years.

The ship's heavy nose contains sensitive long-range sensors for its snoop missions. Its extendable s-foils radiate heat and serve as a conduit to deflector shield energy. They also help stabilize atmospheric flight, making the ARC-170 an effective aerial fighter as well as a space superiority vessel.)

(I have two basic combat droids that fill the other two seats and act as guards. I'm way too tired to post any more, but I'll try and post more soon. I hope this gets off the ground.)

Thade had a hobby of searching for artifacts when he couldn't get bounty hunting jobs. Not that the jobs were too hard to come by, now that Jango Fett was dead. Hunters from all over scrambled to claim the title of "the best", and the new Empire had posted plenty of bounties on Rebels and Jedi. Thade figured that joining the Bounty Hunters Guild was a good way to gain money and notoriety without taking a clear side in the galactic civil war. However, he mostly did jobs for the Empire, they paid the best.
Currently, Thade was searching some ancient Iridonian ruins on an abandoned space station. He hoped to find one of their legendary vibroblades and add it to his collection. Whenever he got low on creds, he could always sell it too. The lights, life support, and gravity had not functioned here for centuries, maybe mellenia, so he had attached a small jetpack to his armor. He had been working along with his astromech to make some upgrades to his armor, like magnetized boots, but they weren't finished by the time he had docked. As far as the color of the armor, black suited him just fine. After searching the area fairly thoroughly, Thade noticed his air was getting low and decided he should head back to his custom ARC-170, the Cyanide. While boosting back, a section of the wall fell down and almost crushed him. He could now see open space through the large hole, and the whole section of the station began to fall away. He signaled for his astromech, S-148, to bring the ship to him. As he and his ship boosted towards eachother, the pilot hatch popped open and he dropped in, and slammed the hatch shut. The cause of the collapse were pirates in varied small fighters shooting the station. He did a somersault and fired all six cannons on full auto, destroying one. His tail gunner shot off the wing of another, causing its engine to explode. The last ship he fired a missile at and also destroyed. Now in the clear, Thade set coordinates for the Bounty Hunter Guild and flew into hyperspace.

((what quizzes?))

Thade had arrived at the Bounty Hunter's Guild, and went to his scant quarters in House Tresario. A gray walled room, with no viewport and only 10 by 10 sq feet, the only thing distinguishing it from a cell was that the door locked from the inside. And of course, the weapons and computers. His bunk with workbench underneath was actually quite comfortable compared to the cockpit seat in the ARC-170. It barely even leaned back. Clones had not been afforded many luxuries. However, disallowing himself the same had allowed Thade to save enough money to graduate from the Skine Bounty Hunter College a year earlier and join House Tresario, specializing in hunting pirates. Tomorrow was a house gathering, one of his first chances to get to understand the feel and culture that each individual house of the greater Guild had. He would also meet his superiors, to whom went a small percentage of any bounty gained from jobs obtained through the guild. Thade didn't mind paying his dues, they gave him a room, free repairs, and camaraderie, however little time he spent on base. Despite its function as a bounty hunting base of operations, it was also the House station, their own section of the Guild's massive space construct. It was imbued with the distinct style of the ruling family's culture, at least in the common areas. It was not barbaric at all, but make no mistake. They knew their job was to kill for money and did not maintain any illusions of false civility. They were practical, but tried to maintain a sense of honesty. Essentially, the rule was, do what you will, but use common sense and follow the basic rules. Don't kill Guild members, don't steal from Guild members, and don't kill steal from Guild members. The last was certainly frowned upon. Thade set to assembling the sniper rifle that lay before him on his bench, and looked forward to a solid night's sleep.

((by the way, it sounds like I just made up all the stuff about the bounty hunting college and houses etc., but it's in canon, link: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bounty_Hunters_Guild And, I read the bounty hunter wars trilogy. Btw, which planet are you around, Karson? Or are we not supposed to know. I honestly am not sure where the BHG is, I couldn't find it online.))
((Edit: Ok, I guess the House Tresario has headquarters on Baradas II, but it still makes sense that they would have a section, like an embassy, on the official BHG main HQ, to maintain contact and have presence when needed.))

((Wow I thought this RP was a ghost town))
Karson sighed as he crawled back into the cockpit of his modified V-wing. The job hadn't gone as expected.Too many casualties for such a small piece of tech. But as promised he'd recieved payment for helping clear the research plant, as well as for destroying any remaining evidence such as the building itself. He exited the atomsphere with a woosh of wind over the ship and the rattling of the older ships deteriorating peices. He'd need something that could survive the hyperspace jumps he'd been making as of lately He had a  friend in the bounty hunters guild who was sellling a Firespray-31 attack patrol ship pretty cheap. He headed back to Alderaan to meet with acouple contacts the commanding officer here on Dromuund had given him. More credits to be made out there but such little time to earn 'em.