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The dark deal
Smooth-eyeDate: Thursday, 20-Jan-2011, 9:22 PM | Message # 1
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As Dorion pulled back the twin throttles of the hyperdrive, the starlines eased back into solid lights. "Well, well, Mandalore. I hope this goes nice and easy." said Smooth-eye as be activated his ships comm. The old spacer set a heading of Forty-five degrees north of the equator, along the Kelita River. " Mandalore Space Control, this is the freighter Easy Money, requesting an all clear to the city of Keldabe, and a landing pad to set down on, over." Dorion kept a hand on his sublight throttle. Sometimes Mandalorians dould be very unpredictable.

Tag Viper..........


"No, no officer...Trust me, why would I smuggle something illegal into your fine juristiction. Can't we come to some agreement?"
 
Viper7784Date: Friday, 21-Jan-2011, 7:04 PM | Message # 2
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“This is MPC. You are cleared for Jaster Space Port, landing pad C1. Be prepaired for to have your cargo inspected. Your route is being transmitted to you if you deviate from that course you will be destroyed. This is your only warning.” With that said a wing pair of Bes’uliik fighters came in to “escort” the freighter in.
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By the power invested in my torpedos, I now pronounce you DEAD.
 
Smooth-eyeDate: Friday, 21-Jan-2011, 8:24 PM | Message # 3
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"Affirmative MPC, course recieved, and orders clear. Easy Money out." Dorion turned off the audio to his comm. Damn port authority, and their customs officials, thought the old rogue. "It's a good thing Sedative H4b id used in hospitals, now I just have to conn the coustoms official that was what this load of Sedative H4b was really for. I hope they accept Galactic Credits..." Dorion mauvered the old Ghotric freighter to his assigned landing pad, and with the gentlest of ease, he adjusted his manuvering thrusters almost and brought down the old girl softly to a landing. With a wave he nodded to his escorts. He grabbed his cargo manifest, and made his way to the old freighters starbord cargo lift. "Maybe they won't send an inspection team", thought Dorion aloud as he activated the toggle switch for the lift. With a "swoosh"-ing sound of the atmospheric pressue seal being broken, the fresh mandalrian air rushed inside the ship. With a thud, Dorion and his starboard cargo lift were no on solid ground.

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"No, no officer...Trust me, why would I smuggle something illegal into your fine juristiction. Can't we come to some agreement?"
 
Viper7784Date: Saturday, 22-Jan-2011, 1:57 PM | Message # 4
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The mandaloria custom officer watched as the Ghotric freighter landed. When the ship opened up he saw any ordinary human. He waved to his two armed escorts to fallow as he headed toward the freighter. "Captain Dorion, im Lt. Shank of the Mandalorian Customs Office. I need to see your cargo manifest and please state your buissness here on mandalor."

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Smooth-eyeDate: Saturday, 22-Jan-2011, 2:25 PM | Message # 5
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The freighter captain gave a nod and a smile as he greeted his...err....guests. "Hello Lt. Shank. Here is my manifest. As you can see, I'm bringing in medical supplies, well, Sedative H4b to be specific. I haven't found a hospital in twenty parsecs that isn't in need of the stuff." Dorion casualy handed the manifest to the Customs official, took out a trandosian cigar, and smiled, "Is it ok if I smoke here?"

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"No, no officer...Trust me, why would I smuggle something illegal into your fine juristiction. Can't we come to some agreement?"
 
Viper7784Date: Sunday, 23-Jan-2011, 1:59 PM | Message # 6
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Shank took the manifest and started checking it over. He breafly looked up when Dorion asked if he could smoke, “Go right on ahead.” He looked back down and brought his data pad up and looked it over. He didn’t remember ever seeing a medical shipment coming in today and sure enough his pad says the same thing. “Sir im going to have to check a couple of the containers.”

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Smooth-eyeDate: Sunday, 23-Jan-2011, 6:11 PM | Message # 7
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Dorion takes a long draw off the pungent cigar and replies, "No problem lieutenant. Follow me," Dorion entered an access code on the side of two of the containers and stood back to let the customs officials do their job. With a smile he looked over toward the officer. "Let me guess, noone notified the starport that I was coming. GO figure, and this stuff should stay chilled too. . If I had an Republic credit everytime this happens when dealing with medical supplies . These doctors want everything yesterday, but you can't get one to take two minutes to fill out a simple invoice." Thinking to himself, ' It's never simple, thank goodness this stuff could be used a legitimate medical stuff, and not glitterstem.'.

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"No, no officer...Trust me, why would I smuggle something illegal into your fine juristiction. Can't we come to some agreement?"

Message edited by Smooth-eye - Sunday, 23-Jan-2011, 6:12 PM
 
Viper7784Date: Tuesday, 25-Jan-2011, 3:40 PM | Message # 8
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Shank fallowed Dorian to the cargo hold. He started to check the containers as he listened to Dorian ramble on. What Dorian was talking about was pretty much true. He looked through and so far was still the supplies he stated was in there. He closed up the first one and went on to the second with the same result. It all looked legit and he knew that there were several more coming in during his shift. Pretty much to himself saying to heck with this. “Looks good. Here is your temporary business visa for the planet. You have a one week stay. If you stay longer….well lets just say you don’t want to know what will happen.

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Smooth-eyeDate: Thursday, 27-Jan-2011, 5:22 PM | Message # 9
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DOrion smiled, followed by a friendly nod as he took the visa, "Thanks, I'll be sure to be long gone by then." He pressed an access code on the lift consule and stepped off, making sure is blaster was fully charged on his gunbelt, and listened for the sound of the cargo hold being locked back into position. 'PSSSST' went the seal of the hold. "Well, no sense on wasting time." Dorion made his way to exit the landing are, and made way for the Oyu'baat tapcaf.

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Dorion moved into the cafe, and tok a seat at the bar. This place was an information hub. Everything spoken in here was not unnoticed. He flagged down the large bartender while he gazed at the currrent bounties list scrolled across the back of the bar. When the bartender approached, Dorion looked cooly into his eyes, "A mug of ne'tra gal, and I want to speak to Fett. My time is limited. I'll be sitting over there in the corner booth. Send a waitress too." Dorion set two, 100 cred-chips infront of the barkeep, and sat in the directed booth and awited not only his drink, and waitress, but for Fett too.

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"No, no officer...Trust me, why would I smuggle something illegal into your fine juristiction. Can't we come to some agreement?"

Message edited by Smooth-eye - Thursday, 27-Jan-2011, 5:23 PM
 
Viper7784Date: Friday, 28-Jan-2011, 4:10 PM | Message # 10
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THe bartender laughed. "And which Fett is that. There is a whole clan of em around. You need to be a lot more specific than that son if you want to get anything around here. As for the drink and the waitress i can do."

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Smooth-eyeDate: Friday, 28-Jan-2011, 6:44 PM | Message # 11
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"Cassus, I belive his name is. I have a rodent problem, and only want the best." Dorion felt like an idiot..." Could you make that drink a double while you're at it?"

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"No, no officer...Trust me, why would I smuggle something illegal into your fine juristiction. Can't we come to some agreement?"
 
Viper7784Date: Saturday, 29-Jan-2011, 2:37 PM | Message # 12
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"The mand'alor huh. Hes an extreamly busy man. While he is the leader of our people he does come here time to time. This was his favorite drinking establishment. Now i could give him a message but it may take a day or two for him to respond. But what is in it for me to get him that info?" The bartender smiled.

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Smooth-eyeDate: Saturday, 29-Jan-2011, 8:48 PM | Message # 13
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DOrion smiled as he took a long draw from his cigar, How would you llike to score on a whole lot of Sedative H4b? Sure, it's used in hospitals for surgeries, but in smaller doses it's used as a form of truth serum, and puts people in a semisomnia state. I'm sure you could triple you profit with all these bounty hunter that come in here. This stuff is off the chain on the black market. I'll give you two tons worth of it, already packed in nice little crates. That's more than enough to retire on. The Hutt's will pay almost any price to get their fat stubby fingers on this. They use it to sell to addicts that can't get the harder to find spice's. It's a win, win my friend."

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Viper7784Date: Sunday, 30-Jan-2011, 1:56 PM | Message # 14
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THe bartender nodded. "You have your self a deal. Here is a number of a couple of my associates to make arrangments to have the supplies deleivered. Ill send Cassus the message." With that the bartender left and sent the message. About 3 hours later a responce came back with a meeting place on the planet. An old acadamy that was no longer in use. It said to meet him in 3 days. The bartender slipped Dorian the note when he asked for a refill on his drink. "Good luck."

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Smooth-eyeDate: Sunday, 30-Jan-2011, 9:52 PM | Message # 15
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As Dorion approached the old academy, he was glad to have a few days to unload some more merchandise, and make some more money. Always good to have contacts. DOrion was becoming very eager to meet Cassus Fett. The old spacer had spent quite some time planning this out. "That old rock will give me the perfect cover to fund my activities." spoke Dorion aloud to himself. Dorion pulled out an Ithrion rolled cigar, used his cigo-torch to produce superheated plasma while placing the tip of the cigar over the green flame and began working on an appropriate charge. Once satisfied, he blew a huge smoke ring out and look at the old academy's entrance. "Now I wait".

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Message edited by Smooth-eye - Monday, 31-Jan-2011, 8:09 PM
 
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