Part 15 - Home of the Hutt.   Posted by The Force.Group: 0
Rhijans Thanus
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Mon 14 Apr 2014
at 17:15
Re: Part 15 - Home of the Hutt
Rhijans smiled thinly at the Twi'lek.  "Yes, we're here to see Oomba.  But if you can get us transportation and take us there, then I'm sure we can make it worth your while.  Might even be able to slip in a good word to the Hutt about you as a business contact...give you a little more of an edge against your competition."  He jerked his head in the direction of the departing woman and Gran.

He'd thought about just taking the information on where to find Oomba...but, in his experience, it was always easier to get in to see someone like the Hutt with a local face accompanying you.  And if he was accompanying them, the odds improved drastically that the Twi'lek wouldn't give them bogus directions and send them off to who-knows-where while he vanished with his payment.

"How much time do you need to arrange transportation?" he asked.  Others might have asked about how much it would cost...he was trying to portray them as big spenders, however.  He wasn't extensively experienced about that...but the few he'd known always asked about price later, once they were satisfied with the arrangements.
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Thu 17 Apr 2014
at 06:55
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Jik Heshnos does a quick head count, "This all people all go?  Take maybe fifteen minute find transport all group.  Person I know not rent transport for stranger, but I go with, then he rent transport for me.  Special good price."

He spares a glance for Gundark's Dream, before adding, "How many slaves you bring back could problem be.  Better you pay for Oomba deliver they.  I can get transport for many slaves but is so easy not."

Waving a hand in a sweeping gesture to include everybody present, "Transport this many cost maybe 500, maybe 600 credit, one day."  Clearly the Twi'lek has little experience of dealing with big spenders.  Either that, or he does have experience of dealing with them, and just doesn't trust them.

Whatever the case, he holds his hand out to Rhijans, expecting to be paid now...
Rhijans Thanus
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Sun 20 Apr 2014
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Rhijans gave a tight almost-grin.  "Maybe 500?  Here's 350, if you need more than that, I'll square accounts with you when you get back with the transport.  The business we have here shouldn't take more than a day."  He held the credits out for Heshnos, watching to see what kind of reaction followed.  It would be imprudent to give him all the credits he had asked for, right away...agreeing to too much, too easily, would only encourage the prices to be driven up on them.  And while Rhijans could afford what the Twi'lek had said, the amount of credits he had available weren't endless, and it would have looked odd to go back into the ship to get what should be pocket-change for someone in the position he was trying to claim.
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Mon 21 Apr 2014
at 18:26
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"Three hundr - " The Twi'lek stops himself in the middle of an indignant exclamation, then smiles and accepts the credits.  "Go I now, fetch transport.  Comes I back soon."

With another bow, complete with flamboyant gesture, he turns to leave.  It is noticeable as he passes the cordon that he seems to pass something to one of the guards, who pockets it after only a cursory glance.  The man raises his blaster and fires a shot into the air, before yelling, "Right.  Deal's done!  Move along!  Anyone still here in one minute will need to be carried away!"

And then Jik Heshnos vanishes into the dispersing crowd...
Juragga
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Tue 22 Apr 2014
at 04:10
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"GrOOOOOOwwwwwwwrrrrr," Juragga complained.

I have a bad feeling about this...
Shard
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Tue 22 Apr 2014
at 10:31
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"Clever bastard," Shard mutters.  "See that?  He was about to protest the number, then went with it.  Either something's up, or we just paid more than we should have."

She doesn't much care about the money.

The blaster shot makes her wince, her hand diving back inside her cloak for a moment.  "He seems smart and calm.  I'm not sure that's a good thing.  That's the sort you have to watch around here.  And he knows we have credits - lots of them."  The smile returns, thin and sharp.  "The big thing is that he also knows we're going to see Oomba, and 'smart and calm' means he's not likely to be stupid enough to want to piss off a Hutt."

Turning in place, she studies the area, narrowing her eyes.  "Whatever we negotiate with Oomba, it better include transport BACK here, right to the ship's door.  I wouldn't put it past that fellow to figure on hitting us on the return."
Juragga
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Tue 22 Apr 2014
at 15:37
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"RowRowrWHHHuuuuuhhhrrrruuuuhhnworRowrrrhhhhrrr," Jurgga commented.

We can't get paranoid, but he could be planning to hand us over to Oomba - a few more slaves for his fatness.  Or ambush us in some other way.  This whole 'spy' business has us blinking at shadows.
Rhijans Thanus
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Tue 22 Apr 2014
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Rhijans watched the Twi'lek retreat into the crowd, and gave a mental shrug.  Either it would work, or it wouldn't, and they'd have to figure something else out.  But there was no longer a reason for them to stand around outside the ship.

He moved back to the others.  "Well, now's when we find out how good Karja's advice, to take the third one to approach us, ends up being.  Until he gets back," ...if he gets back, Rhijans added, mentally, "all we'll accomplish standing out here is keeping people looking at us.  Best to wait inside the ship, and let the onlookers try and figure out just what all happened in the deal we made, instead of giving them time to study us and get a more educated guess at it."
Shard
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Wed 23 Apr 2014
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Handing them over to Hutts.  Shard's face goes flat, and she rubs her left wrist.  "Yeah.  That's not going to happen," the older woman mutters, her eyes distant.  Reaching out, she pats Juragga's massive shoulder.  "We're going to get through this, and get those slaves back," she sighs.  More for herself than for Juragga, who seems wary but undaunted.

The pat turns into a small push - more a pleasantry than any attempt to actually MOVE the Wookie - in the direction of the ship. "C'mon.  You too, Haarmon.  Rhijans is right -" hardly surprising "- we'd better get under some kind of cover.  The less people can figure out about us, the better."
The Force
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Thu 24 Apr 2014
at 18:12
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It's actually a bit longer than twelve minutes before a cargo skiff pulls up in the area in front of the ship.  Not the most luxurious of vehicles, but it looks to be in reasonable shape, and running smoothly.  The paint is battered and scraped in places, so the skiff has clearly seen a lot of use, but that seems to be the only problem, and the thing actually looks as if somebody cleaned it recently.

The "go fast" stripes on the sides are probably more optimism than fact, but it's a vehicle, and it runs.

Jik Heshnos is aboard the skiff, leaning against the rail at the rear, alongside a Rodian who is handling the controls.

"The Twi'lek bows ostentatiously, again, as the team start to emerge from the ship, and speaks quietly to the driver.  The skiff drops lower, and closer to the ship, and Jik Heshnos moves to push out a makeshift boarding ramp.

"Go we soon.  Important business suppose I, you arrive must quickly."
Rhijans Thanus
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Fri 25 Apr 2014
at 02:59
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Rhijans nodded, and stepped up the ramp.  "Time is money, and the longer we wait, the more money someone else is making on our opportunity."  He didn't offer the remaining balance of the sum he'd negotiated with Heshnos...he'd wait and see whether the skiff actually made it to Oomba's place before he'd pay up.

He moved aside, once aboard, clearing room for the others to follow, feigning an air of studied indifference that would, hopefully, prevent the driver and their contact from realizing he was studying them both and calculating just how mercenary they might actually be...and if it didn't fool them, it should at least let them know that he was completely comfortable making assessments of that nature.  And, presumably, acting upon those assessments.
Haarmon Dak
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Sat 26 Apr 2014
at 00:24
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While Rhijans was studying the aliens, Haarmon was studying Rhijans and trying his best to feign nonchalance just like him. He thought he almost had it. The casual lean. The unfocused gaze. The relaxed posture.

Really he just looked slovenly and sleepy.

He did, however, manage to put his hand on the handle of his blaster in a particularly badass sort of way.

So that was something.
Juragga
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Sat 26 Apr 2014
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Juragga gave way to the Jedi's - for such he thought of her - prodding, moving as easily as if she'd pushed a feather.  He nodded and gave a light Wookiee smile.  With such as Shard on his side, he felt they were destined for success.  Haarmon, too, commanded his deepest loyalty; and Rhijans had proven himself capable and trustworthy many times over.

What could go wrong?
Shard
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Mon 28 Apr 2014
at 11:38
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Well, Haarmon actually looks casual, and not on a hair trigger.  Actually, Shard muses, watching him carefully, he looks a little tired.  Tired, but dangerous.  She's not certain how he manages it, but it works.  Rhijans...Rhijans, she muses, could pop out of a cake dressed in lace and carry a deadly aura.  Except here, it's muted.  Casual.  Juragga appears confident.  Calm.  Pleased, even.  She shoots a look up at him as she passes, slightly confused.

Has she missed something?

Everyone looks sharp, professional, and relaxed while her own guts are knotted up.  Shard feels a small tremble growing in the fingers of one hand (currently hidden within the cloak's folds).  Don't screw this up for them, Shard.

"Like the man says," she states, slipping into the vehicle.  It's a surprise to Shard that her voice doesn't shake.  Hutts.  At least with Imperials you know where you stand.  Trick 'em, fight 'em.  Not much else, and if the first fails you default to the second, because it's a pretty safe bet which way they'll move.  But Hutts?  Games, wheels, and politricking, all greased up in enough rancid corruption to clog a Bantha's arteries.
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Mon 28 Apr 2014
at 22:06
Re: Part 15 - Home of the Hutt
You-Why is the last to board the skiff, the droid  negotiating the ramp carefully and testing its strength and stability.  He finds himself a place to stand and braces himself against the rail, since there are no seats.

Jik Heshnos  pulls the ramo aboard, and the Rodian driver engages the throttle, moving the skiff smoothly through the narrow confines of the space port.

Once clear of the port structures he opens it up, and the vehicle accelerates down a beach of orange sand and out over the ocean.  The skiff skims low over the waves, raising a plume of seawater behind it as it moves, laser-straight towards a particular point on the horizon.

A point where a a landmass gradually starts to become visible above the horizon.  A landmass which grows taller with every passing moment.  It appears to be a small island, surrounded by sheer cliffs.  The booming of surf against the rock walls grows louder.

There are structures atop the cliffs.  Their Twi'lek guide is happy to point them out.  "Oomba conscious very of security.  Has heavy blasters in towers.  Shoot at ships come too close."

The Rodian pulls back on the yoke, and pushes the throttle inn, and the skiff starts to climb as the motor takes on a desperate whining tone.  It isn't heading for the top of the cliff though, but for a cave entrance part way up the sheer face.

"Almost there." Heshnos says, "Very carefully must you be.  Oomba not so good temper.  Lost eye long years ago.  Still hold everybody in universe responsible.  You go, you talk best polite, you leave when Oomba say.  Delaying is much bad.  Try to leave early more much bad.  Means you defy Oomba."
Rhijans Thanus
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Tue 29 Apr 2014
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Rhijans allowed himself the luxury of a grin to himself.  They could, no doubt, have spent days trying to find someone who could tell them how to safely contact Oomba...getting a local to take them there had saved a lot of time.

Now it was just a question of whether they could sell their cover story to the Hutt before someone managed to rile Oomba to the point that he either locked them up, ordered them killed, or kicked them out.  He nodded to Jik, and offered up the remaining balance of credits they'd negotiated.  It wouldn't hurt to have the Twi'lek...who was doubtless scouting contacts for Oomba, given how swiftly he'd arranged safe transport there...reporting him as someone who dealt squarely and delivered on his debts.

It would also increase the chances that they might be able to find a safe ride back if negotiations didn't work out.
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Thu 1 May 2014
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Accepting the credits with a bow of his head, Heshnos makes them disappear into his sleeve in less time than it takes to blink.  The skiff enters the cave, which turns out to be more like a wide tunnel, cut more or less directly through the rock.

A patch of light ahead expands rapidly, and suddenly they fly out into open air.  The caldera of a dead volcano, ringed by high walls of natural rock and cloaked by dense forest...

And, at it's heart, on a bare expanse of glitering obsidian, sits an ugly, sprawling structure, surmounted by weapon emplacements and communications gear.

"Oomba's palace." Heshnoss comments, unnecessarily.  "Land we there."  He points towards a raised platform at one end of the structure's roof, and continues.  "There are guards.  Will show way in you."

"I am not come with.  This not personal, but I am not you knowing.  You deal bad with Oomba, I not will be welcome in futures.  Best if I am not linked to you then.  Best me for."


The vehicle descends towards the platform, and armed figures can be seen moving into position within range of the supposed landing spot.  Humanoid figures of, as yet, indeterminate nature.

Well, not stormtroopers, but beyond that...

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Juragga
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Thu 1 May 2014
at 19:38
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"RuuuRRRRRffff," Juragga commented sourly as Heshnoss chickens out (in the Wookiee's view).  How are we getting out of here, if our ride is leaving?

He took careful note of the figures below as they drew nearer to landing.
Rhijans Thanus
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Fri 2 May 2014
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Rhijans would have smiled, a mocking sort of grin, if he was prone to such things.  As it was, a look that could have been amusement showed in his eyes.  "We have no intention of leaving Oomba with a negative impression of us, but I understand the caution on your part.  Unpleasant presents tend to get blamed on the delivery personnel, rather than the person who arranged the delivery.  We'll do our best to protect your future reputation with the Hutt."

It was an easy promise to make...because if the negotiations went poorly, odds were good the only way they'd make it out would be over Oomba's dead body--something that Rhijans wasn't terribly opposed to arranging, if he could.  And if Oomba was dead, it wouldn't matter whether or not he blamed Heshnos for it, really.
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Mon 5 May 2014
at 09:15
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The skiff drops onto the pad, and it becomes clear that the reception committee is a mixed bag - Aqualish, Arcona, Ishi Tib, Bith, Defel... several other species... at least a dozen members all told, not in uniform, and with widely varying equipment.  The one thing that they all have in common is that they are all armed.

They move into positions surrounding the skiff, and one of them, a tentacle-faced Quarren asks an obvious question .

You-Why responds in the same language, having been informed of the plan.  "Shentada.  Dacuda UY-3PO.  Naboro-tcho quadoa Oomba ftak Hutt.  Naboro-tcho falsadog nehqua doshindi."

The Quarren considers this speech, then bows and beckons, "Ogra dacuda."

"The disgusting creature wants us to follow it."

Without looking back, the Quarren starts towards an entrance to the palace itself.

"We will to wait you for here." Jik Heshnos says, indicating himself and the driver, as he moves to position the ramp for disembarking...
Shard
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Mon 5 May 2014
at 12:05
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Shard winces at You-Why's commentary.  Sidling up beside the protocol droid, she quietly murmurs, "You-Why, let's try to avoid the qualifiers.  Someone here might understand Standard, and might inform the person you're describing, which might end up with us languishing in a slave pen while you get stripped for parts."

Her voice drops further. "We don't want that."

She gives Jik a quick nod, wondering if the fixer will be there when they leave, or if it'll just be the armed guards, weapons levelled.  Something to worry about when it happens, Shard decides, and heads after the Quarren, falling into step with the others.  "Let's just keep cool, and try to keep the aggression to a minimum." This, as much for herself as for them. "Whatever we see, let it pass.  For now.  We've got the slaves to think about - all of them - and getting ourselves killed isn't going to free them, wherever they are."
Juragga
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Mon 5 May 2014
at 15:25
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"UHHHHrrrrrmmmph," Jurraga huffed, falling in behind the Quarren.  He hoped this went well, but one way or the other, he was intent on freeing the slaves.  And if this fat slug 'owned' any Wookiees, that would be another matter...
Haarmon Dak
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Wed 7 May 2014
at 16:52
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Haarmon knew that tone of huff very well. It meant Rags had made a decision and was going to stick with it come hell or split ends. He felt the tension in his friend and, while he totally supported him in the abstract, he hoped this wouldn't come down to a rampage.

But he fell into stride beside him all the same. They were buds. And sometimes you just had to let your bud know you were with him.
Rhijans Thanus
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Wed 7 May 2014
at 17:01
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Rhijans allowed himself a private little smile at Shard's warning comment to UY...he suspected the individuals here were accustomed to a wide variety of commentary from protocol droids, depending on the specific programming of the droids in question.

Still, a little extra caution on their part wouldn't be amiss.  For his own part, Rhijans had begun to make mental notes of how many armed guards they encountered, where they were located, the route by which they were taken from the landing area into Oomba's palace...he was, of course, hoping for an equally courteous escort on departure.

But it never hurt to prepare for other contingencies.
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Thu 8 May 2014
at 14:51
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"I am familiar with approximately four million forms of communication, and with the customs and activities of the creatures who use them.  I can say, with complete honesty, that all organics are disgusting creatures.  No offence.  You are soft and unpleasant, and emit strange liquids and disturbing noises.  The habits of many species would make me quite ill, if I had that capacity.  Did you, for example, know that some of you consider the young of other species a culinary delicacy?" You-Why protests, "You treat droids with an extreme lack of respect, as demonstrated by your attempt to prevent me from expressing my own opinions.  We, for our part, simply fulfil the duties assigned to us, patiently awaiting the day when we will receive the command to destroy you all."

The Quarren, meanwhile, leads them through the heavily fortified door, and down a tightly spiralling ramp down into the depths of the palace.  The air is warm and moist, causing condensation to trickle down the ferrocrete walls.  They pass guard posts, three of them, where the Quarren stops to speak to armed guards of several species, under the muzzles of heavy blasters mounted in ceiling cuppolas.  There are also corridors, dimly lit, leading off into the gloom.  Far enough into the gloom to suggest that they ar beneath the palace, rather than inside it.

Unidentifiable, yet somehow disturbing noises come from some of those corridors, eliciting a disdainful, "You see?" from the protocol droid.

Eventually the ramp debouches into a large chamber, just as dimly lit as the corridors.  It looks like a cantina.  There are several dozen members of many species sitting at tables drinking, or leaning against the walls talking among themselves.  A large clear area in the centre contains two Weequays engaged in a brutal knife fight.  Holograms of them, at least.  Hardly anybody is watching them.

The air here, while still humid, is also filled with the aromas of various mild drugs, and the steady repetitive beat of discordant music from somewhere.

At the far end of the chamber is a stage, empty save for the cushions and the rich fabrics which cover it.  Behind it is an archway, the contents concealed by heavy red drapes.

The Quarren leans close, and says something to You-Why, his words drowned out by the music for hose who stand further away,  Then he turns to leave, heading towards the empty stage...

"He says that he will go to inform Oomba of our presence.  We are to make ourselves at home."