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Skye Mertaal	This is not the bounty you are looking for ( Cora )	Lead	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/10/12 11:26 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Tags : bounty, patches, cora, skye W O R L P O R T O R D M A N T E L L Credits. It always came down to credits. One eye squinted against the blazing sun, the wide brim hat not quite enough to keep the sun's rays at bay. Grimy of face and body, Skye Mertaal had seen better days. Her boots, pants, and trench coat all had a light dusting of dirt, and she could feel the faint drip of sweat trickling down the nape of her neck. Times were tough and her credit purse ever lighter, demanded that she start doing something about it. That something was what she'd just recently discovered she was pretty good at. Hunting down galactic scum. Call it her monthly do-gooder deed that also happened to get them their supplies, fix the boat, and oh, sated that mighty high desire to eat. It was damned if you do and damned if you don't. And right now, considering how things were going... damned if you don't was rearing it's frellin' head. So that was why said female now stood in front of the local bounty board, hands perched at her hips and her cybernetic patch making a faint whirring sound as it recorded the data. Course, she never went for the big fish out there. Just your local small time crooks. The kind that she figured were better off the streets than on 'em; and if she could make some money off of it all more the better. Only trouble was, the lead she got for the only bounty worth getting to meant that she'd have to deal with a woman and Imperials. She didn't take well to other females and she @$!* sure wasn't too keen on the Imperials. However, she couldn't deny that 100,000 credits sure would last a long while. Her singular grey eye scanned over the information again, settling on the name. Cora Passek. Skye never heard of the woman, but what other information she could bring up on the databases back on the ship came up rather small time. Well, considering what was out there; other than her rather explosive rap sheet, there didn't seem to be any big red flags. Imperial Research Stations on Munstafa rand Atrisia. A senator's office building on Coruscant, United Banking Fedreation Building on Coruscant, Lorel Hall, Hapes...and oh, a supply station out in Yavin VI. Easy as pie. Her head perked at that, the thought making her instantly hungry for the newly discovered dessert. Ooo... I just might get one after this... Last Edited By: Skye Mertaal 08/10/12 11:31. Edited 2 times.
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Jonathonpatches		#1	[-]
Posts: 9402 08/10/12 11:31 Information Broker The Man of Many Masks Master Of Disguise Witch Whisperer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Elsewhere on Ord Mantell... Smoke circled the air of the shady Cantina, as Patches slid the briefcase across the table. "It's all there," he said, as his contact checked it over. "We square?" he asked. The Imperial agent counted the credits, and once he had arrived at an adequate level of satisfaction, he nodded. Reaching into his pocket, the agent slid a data pad across the table to Patches. "That's all I could get... your "Tin" character is hard to come by," said the lieutenant. "Oh... I suspect she's easier to find than I would like," quipped Jonathon, as he quickly studied the contents. It wasn't much, but it was a lead. As Jonathon rose from the table, pocketing the datapad, the Imperial agent reached out to grab Patches by the wrist. It was not in a threatening manner, but as a warning; and the words that soon followed reinforced this. "Do you all know what you are carrying on that ship of yours?" he asked. "Spices mostly, illegal narcotics... and some cheap Nar Shaadian knock off idols," he quipped with an obvious hint of sarcasm. "That girl will rain destruction down on you and your ship. She is an Albatross, Captain," he said in a cautioning tone, he then released his wrist. "Way I remember it," said Patches, as he fixed his collar, "albatross was a ship's good luck, 'til some idiot killed it," he quipped. Yes, I've read a poem or two. Try not to faint. He nodded to the agent one last time, and just as quickly as he had entered, he vanished into the crowd at the bar, and was out into the streets before you could take a draw from a cigarrella.
Cora Passek		#2	[-]
Posts: 1895 08/10/12 11:47 Elite Mercenary Demolitions Extraordinaire Cuddly Terrorist Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	On a small island - Ord Mantell Mmmmm vacation .... Cora let out a soft sigh as the waves lapped up upon the shore. She laid there scantily clad in a simple black bikini. Her blaster, lay beside her wrapped up in a secondary towel, just in case. More often than not she had found a need for it when she was out sunbathing. If only there was a good way to hide a blaster in a bathing suit. She mused. I guess there is a reason you rarely visit the beach.... after all beaches are just vulnerable tactical positions with no decent cover.... Oh for the love ... STOP THINKING LIKE YOUR ON THE JOB! She let out another heavier sigh as she rolled over onto her stomach. "I was never one for vacations ... they do always seem so dull." Closing her eyes, she finally laid her head down, resting it on her hands. "Still I really need the break.." Mmmmmm maybe this is just the thing I need.
Skye Mertaal		#3	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/10/12 12:03 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The Hunt Begins If you were a criminal with a penchant for blowing things up, where would you be? It was a hypothetical question really, considering the irony of just where her bounty was at. Plus side of having nifty little connections for information gathering is that at the very least, she was able to quickly track down her mark. Note to self; buy an extra pie. So this was why Skye now found herself on top of her speeder, whizzing over to the small bridge that would lead her from the mainland onto the small island up ahead. Why anyone would want to come to Ord Mantell just to lay on mine infested beaches was beyond her; but considering just who she was dealing with here, and her target's penchant for anything that goes 'boom', she figured that it was simply a matter of 'birds of a feather stick together.' Even if one was an inanimate object. That would blow up when you touched it. Huh, maybe that was a bit of foreshadowing no? Humor gave her a fleeting crooked grin just as she came to the bridge. Slowing down, she peered up a head, gauging just which direction to head off to. Well... it wasn't likely that there be too many blonde blue eyed folk... An hour later... Well, there was good news and bad news. Good news, she found her mark. Bad news, she had to get closer to be able to dart the woman with the sedatives. Which, in a huge ass expanse of WHITE sand... meant she either had to find some sort of tree cover... or make it believable enough that she was here for said tanning session too... Hell. So she started stripping.
Cora Passek		#4	[-]
Posts: 1895 08/10/12 12:18 Elite Mercenary Demolitions Extraordinaire Cuddly Terrorist Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Cora sighed, and rolled over onto her back. This is great... It was getting a little warm for her own tastes though. She was so off in her own little world that she hadn't even noticed the other arrival on the beach. With a yawn and a stretch she slowly climbed to her feet and started to slink slowly towards the water. This day just can't get any better than this. As she reached the water, she let the waves lap over her feet for a couple moments before she waded out into the water for a small swim. The cool water felt marvelous on her delicate skin. After taking a deep breath in she dove beneath the surface, ever so content to swim beneath the waves for a little while. Finally she came up for air and glanced back to the beach. She could make out the outline of someone else ... Guess I won't be completely alone today. She gave a shrug and continued to tread water for a moment, before she decided to start back to land.
Skye Mertaal		#5	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/10/12 12:38 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Well, that certainly feels better. Considering that her trench coat and pants were now neatly folded over a rock, the cool breeze did wonders for cooling her off. Not to mention, just the fact that she was on a beach made her all the more cheerful. There was just something about the scent of salt water and sand that just had her in a good mood. She left her blouse on, grateful that the long sleeves at the very least, would hide the wrist launcher that held all of her darts. She gave herself a once over, nibbling on her lower lip. Hmm, maybe I should unbutton a couple of buttons. Her hands immediately rose to unbutton the first two, baring a bit of cleavage while she was at it. That should do the trick. Now she appeared to be a girl who just randomly decided to take a dip due to the heat. At least, she hoped she did. Taking a deep breath, she drew back her attention towards her target, surprised to see that she'd already taken a dip. Luckily, it appeared that Miss Passek had enough of the water. Good. Ruffling her thick mass of hair with her right hand, it spilled over her shoulders and managed to shield her face and forearm a bit, where the wrist launcher was strapped onto. Bare tanned legs soon led her towards the direction of her target, and as such, Skye eased into a slow lazy saunter of one simply enjoying a walk on the beach. Easy as pie...
Cora Passek		#6	[-]
Posts: 1895 08/10/12 12:45 Elite Mercenary Demolitions Extraordinaire Cuddly Terrorist Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	A few more strokes and her feet finally touched bottom. She ducked her head back under the water again to push her wet locks back out of her face. With a sigh she started to wade out into the shallows, working her way back to dry land. Once she emerged from the water, without much of a care, she started to wring her hair out, just a little. Finally she tossed her the damp golden strands back over her shoulder and purposefully walked towards her towel. Now with the other person closer, she could better make out the form. A woman. She gave a quick nod to her acknowledging her presence and turned her back to her, still walking on. A couple more strides had her at her belongings. She bent down, scooping up the second towel wrapping it around her waist. Reaching down she picked the other towel up in her hands and carefully wrapped the blaster back inside of it out of sight. I think that's enough for one day.
Skye Mertaal		#7	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/11/12 12:34 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Skye gave a courteous smile back at the woman as she acknowledged her presence, her stride bringing her all the more closer to her target. By this distance, her eye patch was already calculating the exact distance between them, the projecting the trajectory and the best area to aim for. How fortuitous that Miss. Passek bent over to pick up her items, baring her back to the mercenary. Perfect. Less than ten feet separated them now, and just as Cora was about to rise back up, Skye made her move. Drawing her arm down from her hair, she outstretched it in front of her, aimed at Cora's neck, right for the jugular. The fact that she'd just come from a swim was another boon, making her long blonde hair into easier damp ropes that parted to reveal the vulnerable flesh of her neck. "Hope the water was nice," Skye said, calling out to Cora so she'd turn around just slightly so at the sound of her voice. Once she did, her finger would release the mechanism that would shot out the tranquilizing dart and incapacitate the demolitions crazy female.
Cora Passek		#8	[-]
Posts: 1895 08/12/12 2:52 Elite Mercenary Demolitions Extraordinaire Cuddly Terrorist Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Cora sighed, It's been a good day. I certainly can't complain. The other woman, spoke. Reaching up and brushing a couple damp strands of hair back over her shoulder, she then glanced back to the stranger. Her eyes registered the weapon on the woman's arm. Ah, crap! There was a sudden sting on her neck, as if some insect had attacked her. A hand flew to her neck and her eyes widened as she plucked a small metalic dart from her neck. Her eyes flicked from it, to the woman and back again. Never in her life had anyone ever managed to dart her. Please don't be poison ... don't be poison.... She blinked a couple times, trying to clear her rapidly bluring vision. Get them before they get you... Feeling her body already growing weaker, Cora dropped the towel and wrapped her hand around the blaster and managed to lift it to get a single shot off. In her state though, the bolt fell harmlessly into the sand. Bad ... this is soooo.... soooo bad. Trying to take a step forward, only ended with her on her knees in the sand.
Skye Mertaal		#9	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/12/12 11:50 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Skye made a quick jerk to the right, the shirt fluttering around her as she instinctively moved to avoid the shot. Thankfully, all that the bolt this was sand, sending grains of it scattering in it's wake. Once the blaster hit the ground, she was quick to dart over to her and kick the blaster out of the way from Cora's reach. By then, the tranquilizing serum would be quickly working through the younger blonde's system. "'ello there." Skye said in a husky matter of fact voice to the woman weaving on her knees in front of her. "Don't worry... ain't gonna harm you none. In mere minutes... it will all just be dream." With the sun shining bright behind Skye, her face would be shadowd in darkness, save for the sole red gleam of her cybernetic eyepatch scanning over the woman to ensure she had the right target. "Just gotta make sure you are who you are..." she said matter of factly, reaching forward to brush the blond wet tresses from her face. A beep and stream of information a second later gave her all she needed to know. "Well... guess it ain't your lucky day, is it Miss Passek?" She informed reaching round the woman to cuff her hands behind her back with binder cuffs. "Ain't personal... just a job." With that she gave a firm tug of the cuffs, securing them so. The next time Miss Cora Passek would come to would not be on Ord Mantell... but well on her way into Imperial territory to claim that bounty.
Jonathonpatches		#10	[-]
Posts: 9402 08/12/12 11:58 Information Broker The Man of Many Masks Master Of Disguise Witch Whisperer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The hiss of the loading ramp hydraulics closing behind him was the only reassurance Patches needed that he hadn't been followed; the thick durasteel walls providing all the security he needed. He took off his trench coat, slinking his shoulders free, and hung it by the gangway door. Making his way down the narrow corridors, Patches decided to duck into the lounge for a quick drink. Skye should be back any minute now, he mused. He flicked on the lights, making his way to the bar, and began rummaging through the cupboards, as the sound of clattering glasses echoed through the ship, til he found two of his favourite compaions; a moderately clean glass, and a half full bottle of Corellian whiskey. Hello gorgeous... Setting the glass down on the island centered in the room, he twisted the cork off the bottle, and began pouring it's contents into the glass. Three fingers should do it. As the contents of the bottle poured into the glass, his eyes wandered to the bench at the side, and suddenly, his attention and mind were elsewhere. The whiskey began to fill the glass, until it was cascading over the side, spilling over and on to the table. Glup... glup... glup... The bottle whiskey began to pool on the table, until the contents of the bottle had been completely emptied; though at this point and time, Patches was paying it no mind. No... no.... no.... NO.... NOOOO.... no.... NO....... NO! He noticed the motionless though very much alive body of one Cora Passek, bound and restrained, laying on the couch of his lounge. ON MY SHIP, he mused. "SKYE!?!?!?!" he bellowed, his voice echoing throughout the hallways and corridors of the Helm. "SKYE!?!?!?!" he cried again, waiting for an answer. This is going to be the death of me... he mused.
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Skye Mertaal		#11	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/12/12 12:02 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The bellow just about startled her, the pie she'd just acquired balancing between her hands as she rounded the corner from the galley into the lounge. She had a rather confused and started expression on her face, and at seeing his glower, she matched it with one of her own, "What the hell are you yelling about?" she demanded in turn, darting an annoyed look at the complete waste of whiskey now pooling on the floor. "Hey! Watch what you are doing! You are spilling the goram whiskey all over the floor."
Cora Passek		#12	[-]
Posts: 1895 08/12/12 12:05 Elite Mercenary Demolitions Extraordinaire Cuddly Terrorist Reply Quote More My Recent Posts
Jonathonpatches		#13	[-]
Posts: 9402 08/12/12 12:07 Information Broker The Man of Many Masks Master Of Disguise Witch Whisperer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	He set the empty bottle of whiskey down on the table, and paid it no more attention for the time being; his attention was clearly on the bikini clad Cora Passek who lay upon his couch, unconscious. MY COUCH! "What is.... what are.... WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?" he said, pointing to Cora as his gaze fixated on one equally scantily clad Skye.
Skye Mertaal		#14	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/12/12 12:20 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	She gave him a look akin to one she would give to a particular slow individual. Setting the pie down upon the countertop, she cast him a rather pointed look. "I told you I was running a bounty hunt. She's the target. Got her off Mantella Island. Worth well over 100 grand." "Don't act all surprised, you knew that was why we were here." She managed to grab a stray dollop of whip cream with her finger. With little regard, she licked it off. "Ain't the first time there Jonathon." She didn't know why he was so riled up. The serum worked in a two part manner. Knocked em out cold and made the last twenty four hours a blur. They wouldn't remember a thing.
Jonathonpatches		#15	[-]
Posts: 9402 08/12/12 12:23 Information Broker The Man of Many Masks Master Of Disguise Witch Whisperer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	"Her!" he bellowed, pointing again to the elephant in the room; or in this case, Cora. "I didn't think you meant HER!" he said, pointing again at Cora, as if somehow Skye had missed him pointing the first time. "Do you know who this is?" he asked, pacing back and forth, unable to comprehend what was going on. He rubbed his temple, trying to trying to figure out what in sith kind of mess Skye had gotten them into this time. This isn't happening... this ISN'T HAPPENING. He stopped in his tracks, turning to Skye, arms flailing wildly as he repeated the same question, "Skye... do you KNOW who this is?" he asked again, the tone in his voice containing shock, concern, bewilderment, unease... any manner of emotions that was anything but easy or amused.
Skye Mertaal		#16	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/12/12 12:30 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	She really hated it when he spoke to her as if she didn't have a single clue to how the galaxy worked. So it was to no surprise that her right hand found it's way perched over her right hip, which she'd cocked out in a rather defensive stance. His emotion fanned her own, and as such, her voice rose an octave as she in a deadpan, stated plainly, "Cora Passek. Imperial Research Stations on Munstafa rand Atrisia. A senator's office building on Coruscant, United Banking Fedreation Building on Coruscant, Lorel Hall, Hapes...and oh, a supply station out in Yavin VI. Imperial bounty of 100 thousand credits." "That's just about all I found out in your databases, so I think I have it down pat on just who this is."
Jonathonpatches		#17	[-]
Posts: 9402 08/12/12 12:39 Information Broker The Man of Many Masks Master Of Disguise Witch Whisperer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	"Good to see you've been doing your homework," he shot back in frustration, though it was not directed at Skye, but at his own goram bad luck. He walked over to Cora, peering down at her motionless body, obviously in a deep sedated state. Patches lingered there for a moment, looking her up and down. Yup... no mistaking it. It's Cora frickin' Passek! Shaking his head, he turned to Skye, and said "Hope she is worth the bounty Skye... because if we turn her in, we will have Kassey Daklin raining down on us like a planetary bombardment from a star destroyer," he said, trying to study Skye's reaction. If that didn't get a rise out of her, this next tidbit of information would. "Oh yeah... she's also best friends with Kassey Daklin; they often work jobs together," he said, rubbing his brow, trying to stop the impending headache that was likely to follow.
Skye Mertaal		#18	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/12/12 12:48 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	"What?!" Skye exclaimed in vivid shock, her mouth gaping open a bit in wide eyed surprise. That's when the anger came in. "What do you mean she's best frakin' friends with Kassey Daklin?!" she took at step towards him, then another, anger lining her every motion. "That wasn't in ANY of your files!" she declared with a notable rise in her voice. "Something like THAT would have been handy to have in your databanks Jonathon!" She shot a glance at the unconcious woman, "Or did that bit of information just manage to slip under your radar?!" Oh yeah, she went there. If he was going to yell at her as if she didn't know any better, then he sure as hell was going to get just as much back.
Jonathonpatches		#19	[-]
Posts: 9402 08/12/12 12:59 Information Broker The Man of Many Masks Master Of Disguise Witch Whisperer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	He facepalmed. Wow... attacking my abilities now? Alright then. He let out a sigh, still hoping to wake up from this nightmare he had just come home to, remembering fondly of a time when it was just him on his ship, all by his lonesome... and a lot less drama in his life. "Not everything," he said, pausing for a moment, "can be learned from a databank, Miss Mertaal. Sometimes you have to meet the person to truly know them," he quipped with a smug grin. "Thousands of bounties in the galaxy to choose from," he paused, then turned his head to Cora as he said "and you had to pick her," he said in an equally frustrated yet slightly amused tone. Somehow, I think she enjoys making my life complicated. Then, in a rather strange turn of events, with Patches attention at Cora, he spoke to her as if she could hear, "Of all the bounty hunters on all the planets in all of the galaxy... you had to cross paths with mine," though it clearly fell on deaf ears. "I need a frackin drink," he declared, then headed over to the table, grabbing his generously full glass of whiskey, and taking a large chug, the fiery liquid warming his throat and his gullet; though it did little to put his nerves at ease.
Skye Mertaal		#20	[-]
Posts: 1084 08/12/12 1:13 Adept Mercenary Ba'slan shev'la The Outlaw Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Oh, so it was going to be like is it? A muscle in her jaw flexed, twitching in the growing ire that now lined her face. "Well, maybe if you would tell me more about your precious Kassey Daklin, then I just might have known to NOT pick her out from the closest bounties in two frakin' star systems!" This time around, it was her finger pointing at him, her finger that then found it's way dug into his chest after she'd followed him round to the table, bare tanned legs taking her in front of him. "Maybe if you would have just TOLD me things instead of keeping them from me, I would have left it be." Her voice rose another octave, loose waves of hair barely shielding her frustrated expression. "You seem to know an awful lot about Kassey Daklin and her close ties, Mr. Patches -- so why don't you share just how much you truly know her then!" She reached over and took his glass from his hand, and took a heavy swig from it, the firey liquid burning a path down her throat. "It would certainly save us both the star forsaking headache!"
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