The Rebel Faction

Lavality rested her head on a pillow, looking straight up at the ceiling. She closed her eye's and recalled a memory of her past, it was a pleasant one, but after thirty minute's that memory changed to some horrifying, so horrifying that she suddenly awoken and said something in T'doshik, or rather, what she figured was T'doshik

She looked around, Maskis had taken a seat on the floor up against the wall, he was sound asleep. She was tempted to wake him up but decided it was best not to, she walked out of the cabin and toward a lounge. SHe stared out the transpristeel window. I wonder what I'll find on Nar Shaada.... she asked herself with folded arms. She thougbt about it and sighed. Although I look like a kid she said as she stared at her image that was reflected off the window, I still have to find a way.... I'd hate to act.. out of character.. but maybe I better, perhaps thats the only way I'll get anywhere

She recalled the time her father and her had gone to Nar Shaada once before, it was actually a pretty good trip all things considered, they didn't have much issue's with those who inhabited the planet. But she still recalled the way of the people there acted.

Lavality wondered though... how was this trip going to end? The force worked in strange way's and she truely didn't know which direction they'd end up

Asri looked at Trazu as he continued to slumber, noting just how peaceful and innocent he looked and didn’t want to wake him up just yet. She smiled and sighed, letting herself drift off again as she recalled the pleasant dreams she just had. Never before had she had dreams like that nor had her slumber been so deep. Before, even after her acceptance into the K’Satikur Clan, her sleep was light and dreamless, able to awaken and spring into action the moment the slightest hint of danger became apparent. There was no need for that now, not with him beside her and she was content to just lay here with his warm little body snuggled up close to hers.

She had been rather pessimistic she admitted, but she didn’t want to take any chances. He didn’t show it, but she suspected that he was just as paranoid about her well being as she was with his. He had the unexpected death of his wife to thank for that and she had her own string of bad hands fate had dealt her. Things were looking up for her though, a good hand at last and she wanted to hold on to that for as long as possible.

There was a brief shudder in the ship itself, signaling the end of the hyperspace part of their journey. Sighing with disappointment hat this moment had ended so soon, Asri nuzzled Trazu in the neck to wake him. He gave a moan and muttered something about five more minutes, to which Asri just giggled and bit him playfully on the shoulder.

“Whaaaat?” He groaned. “I don’t want to get up.” To empathize the point he buried his head into her chest and wrapped his arms around her.

“Well you need to.” Asri said with a giggle, peeling him off her. “We just dropped out of hyperspace, so we need to get ready for whatever kind of ‘reception’ we may have.”

“Reality is a cruel mistress….” Trazu grumbled, as he finally sat up on the bed: he likely was having some very pleasant dreams himself.

They got dressed met up with Vaalm in the hall, who reeked of just having one of his allotted ‘blood meals’ from the storage. The three of them made their way to the cockpit, where they saw Lavality. Vaalm sat outside so he wouldn’t cause the cockpit to feel ‘cramped’ while Trazu and Asri went in.

“You know I just had a thought.” Trazu said as he looked down at the landing pad they were descending toward. “It may be a good idea to disguise yourself Lavality. If this place is where all those Bounty Hunters are going to accept the job on you, then we may end up swimming in the bastards if we are not careful.”

Trazu and Asri chuckled at the little scene, but the humor in it faded quickly as the reality of the situation sank back in. “Vaalm, in case we get separated, where is this warehouse you spoke of?” Trazu asked.

The six-eyed black head of the Tuezo poked through the doorway. “In a run down section of the northern part of the city.” He replied. “I’ve been thinking though, that it would be best if I went on ahead so not to give the appearance of having company.”

Trazu frowned at this, feeling the Tuezo was just trying to find some excuse to get away from them and possibly even warn his employer. “I suppose you have a logical explanation for this?” He said warningly.

“I do.” Vaalm said with a nod. “Not much is generally known about my kind, with the exception our ‘eating habits’ and the fact that we are loners by habit. It would be a safe bet that my employer would know this and to be seen traveling with others would raise suspicion.”

“If he is even still on the planet.” Trazu said.

“If it is true all bounty hunters accepted the job on Miss Lavality here, then it’s likely he has a base of operations here.” Asri said. “The question is that whether or not that warehouse you accepted the job is a frequent meeting place or even sub HQ. Did he leave instructions on how to report the that the deed was done?”

“He did not.” Vaalm confirmed.

“Then he is either waiting for a call, from you are one of his spies, or for you to physically come back to the warehouse.”

“That makes logical sense.” Vaalm agreed. “You know these kinds of things very well….”

“I worked as an assassin for a while.” Asri said with a shrug. “So I know how these things usually work.”

“Then here’s what we’ll do.” Trazu said. “Vaalm will go ahead and see if anybody is home.”

“I’ll follow him from the shadows.” Asri offered. “To make sure nothing goes amiss.”

Trazu nodded and continued. “Maskis and I will go with Lavality. Here’s a thought though…it would seem strange for a human girl to be traveling with two adult male T’Doshok…unless….” He hesitated, not sure if he should even mention it considering what just happened to Maskis. “Lavality…how would you feel about pretending to be a slave for the day?”

"I promise that if I ever even 'thought' about asking you to do something like this I'll let you abuse me like you do Maskis." Trazu said with a smirk.

"Just don't abuse him too badly." Asri put in, then added with a smile. "A battered and bruised pillow is not that comfortable."

"Ha ha..." Trazu said, folding his arms in a show of unamusement. There was a faint hint of red in his cheeks however....

***

They decided it would be best not to leave all at once, so Asri left first, mainly so she had time to get to a suitable vantage point to watch Vaalm from. Vaalm left next easily putting on a face that wouldn't arise suspisions: it seemed Tuezo's excelled at looking like they just didn't care about anything, beyond their own survival that is.

Finally Trazu, Maskis and Lavality exited the shuttle. Trazu kept Lavality slightly in front and between himself and Maskis, occassionally prodding her with the hilt of his sword and growling at her, putting up the slaver act in full. They got some glances from the locals, but their act was paying off so far.

The difficult part was making it look like they weren't following the Tuezo. Trazu made use of the Force to keep tabs on Vaalm while they took an almost a parallel route. A part of him worried about Asri though, as she didn't have the advantage of the Force to keep track of them and the Tuezo, thus more likely to lose track of them. He could only hope she was as skilled as said she was.

Trazu was mentally shaking his head. While he admired Maskis’ act, it put them in a difficult situation. On top of that, the longer this confrontation took, the further away Asri and Vaalm got from them and he wasn’t sure he would be able to mind trick these two successfully, since Wookiees were strong willed to start with.

One of the wookiees looked behind Maskis and blinked in surprise at him and Trazu knew what was going through his head. It was a fight to his temper in check. “You look a little young to be a Bounty Hunter.” The wookiee said.

“Appearances can be deceiving.” Trazu said calmly, though there was hint of snarl behind it. “Makes it easier to get the drop on prey if they think you are but a child.”

The both wookiee’s nodded, understanding the logic behind that. “So how much for her?” One asked.

“She’s not for sale.” Trazu said. “As she has already been partially paid for by the Hutts.” By manipulating the Force, he made himself sound very convincing. “We are on our way to exchange the girl for the remaining credits owed for her. It wouldn’t be a good thing if a Hutt found out he had lost some of his money on a slave he never received…no? We all know what happens when someone pisses off a Hutt.”