GALAXIES COLLIDE ~ Multifandom Sci-Fi ROLEPLAY

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    As they walked Ameebo scratched the back of his neck, "Unfortunately what cut we split will be much less than what it could be, because I owe Lobo ten thousand credits, but hey according to mine and Lobo's estimates that place should have close to fifty thousand!" Ameebo led them to the ship that was replacing his temporarily, he'd left his own space craft behind while fleeing the Wookiees... He missed the Bantha Crusher, but for now this small freighter Lobo had given would have to do. Thankfully this freighter had some decent weaponry and shields, and on board there was meant to be a maintenance droid, something in the R2 model of things... The back of the ship opened up and he led them inside.


    Lowehak grinned, "Perfect, because our first order of business won't be something particularly easy, we've been tasked with following the Rodian Ameebo to make sure a heist he's pulling off goes smoothly." Lowehak said this as he looked at a datapad, on which the message from Lobo instructing him to do just that had appeared only moments before, "Thankfully my fighter has two seats.." He led Daemon outside and pointed to a black and orange ship, one which had previously been a Jedi Fighter, an R3-B1 was in the slot on the ship, ready to repair it if needed, "I picked this up from the one Sith I killed, swipeed it from his hangar. The fellow had kept it after abandoning the Jedi." On one wing were similar tally marks to the ones on Lowehak's armor.

    "Seems good enough for me," Thumu gave an amused grin. So they were helping him get off Lobo's back. Well, as long as Lobo knows who helped Ameebo get the credits, that's enough for her. Well, and credits enough to make a living. She observed the ship carefully, whilst Mal immediately chose where she would be sitting on the trip, making herself comfortable and throwing her blaster up in the air.


    "Wow, do missions usually come in this fast?" Daemon asked in bewilderment. She had expected to be flat-out interrogated before they would let her on a mission. "Yea...Guess they don't need it anymore," the angara figured, slightly hesitant.

    I'm pretty sure Ehesle is still on the station, and I'll be having Pinnacle come back soon. All my other characters have their factions/commonly seen location in their bio if you want to seek them out; a good 50% are factionless and will most likely join the first one to encounter them.

    Ehesle was in a sort of makeshift gym she fashioned out of an old storage bay. No one has used it in decades, so the drell has slowly morphed it into a place to fit her needs over her time in The Empire. She was stretching, prepping for a duel with Pinnacle as soon as he returned. If he kept out for too long, she may make her way to the prison, for her own curiousities' sake.

    The old drell stood up, glancing over defensively, wondering for a moment if her secret was out. Well, Vader or someone must know by now, but still. "Oh, Sasha! It's just you," Ehesle sighed in relief, "what can I do for you?"

    She chuckles. "Just taking a break. These things are really interesting, you know. Apparently they've been working with this woman for several years. I had no idea they were so intelligent."

    "Interesting," Ehesle kept doing work, realizing it wasn't anything too important, "I've never had much experiance with those sorts of things." She lifted up a 50lb weight and started using an arm to keep it held up for the moment.

    Sasha nods. "Pretty much. I just wish I could see what she looks like. Prolonged exposure to a parasite like that must have some interesting effects on the body. But the swarm is hiding inside her armor at the moment, so trying to take it off would risk exposure."

    Ehesle had very little knowledge in this area, but enjoyed listening as she did her thing. She tried to use her tactical mind to help, even. "She won't let you do anything so long as she's a prisoner. Try to know her as a person rather than a specimen."

    She sighs. "Yeah. Also, the vashta nerada apparently speak galactic basic. I have no idea how that even works." She chuckles. "But they speak it well enough to give me a decent amount of sass."

    Sasha grins. "Nice one. Hey, you want to come talk to her with me? I'm kind of hoping she'll use the aggression up on us, seeing as Vader will want to talk to her, and sassing him has never ended well for anyone I know of."

    "True, alright," Ehesle set down the weight, and threw on her cloak so she had more clothing. She started down with her normal grace, knowing these halls by heart. Once when she was younger she could walk through with her eyes closed. Hadn't tried it in a while, come to think of it.