Sith Order Roleplay [Spots Closed]
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"well, im no master Assassin myself, but we have to think of something...what about a disguise? assuming we can get our hands on some Republic uniforms, getting inside should be little problem...should we encounter security booths or Id restricted areas, you could get us around those rather easily, im sure" He slowly made his way toward the data pad, re watching it once more. "I dont suppose you have a map on this thing? id rather "burrow" a uniform instead of taking it from a couple of corpses".
The cantina was noisy and overly crowded as Raziel and Kyrris entered. None of the seedy patrons paid them any notice as they went about their grumbled conversations over their drinks. Without glancing as Kyrris, Raziel strolled up to the bar and pulled the hood down on his cloak. The Zabrak bartender immediately dropped the glass he was holding a pulled a blaster out from under the bar, pointing it in Raziel's face.
"Raziel Zeraii" The Zabrak growled. "I told you what would happen if you stepped foot in here again"
"I recall it quite clearly thank you Lakrah" Raziel replied.
Looking around, Raziel had noticed the entire cantina had stopped their conversations and were staring at the two men. Lakrah glared into Raziel's face as the Sith Lord stood there calmly.
"One more step and I'll blow your head off" Lakrah said clearly.
In a flash, Raziel had drawn his lightsaber and ignited it, slicing through Lakrah's blaster like it was made from ice. Lakrah stared at him in shock as did the rest of the cantina as Raziel held the lightsaber to Lakrah's throat.
"Everybody out" Raziel said calmly.
The patrons did as they were told, all scrambling for the exits. Sweat was now running down Lakrah's horned head as he stammered.
"R-Raziel... Buddy... I-I didn't know!" Lakrah stammered.
"Then you should always keep a courteous tongue. Especially when speaking to a Sith Lord" Raziel replied in his distinct emotionless tone.
"W-What can I do for you?" Lakrah asked.
"I'm looking for whoever is running the smuggling and pirate operations in this system" Raziel replied.
"S-Smuggling? Piracy? I-I don't know" Lakrah said.
With impressive speed Raziel moved his lightsaber and drove it into the Zabrak's shoulder, earning a scream of pain as the plasma blade delved into the flesh. Raziel moved his lightsaber back to the others man's throat.
"Are you sure? Think hard. I know you're privy to a lot of information in this cesspit" Raziel replied.
"O-Okay, maybe I know a guy. A Relusian" Lakrah stammered. "Used to come in here a lot. When he was drunk he always boasted about these operations he had going. Said he was wanted in 12 systems"
"What's his name?" Raziel asked.
"Marik Layt" Lakrah replied. "I've seen him around the city. Likes to visit a particular cantina in the entertainment district. A place called The Hunt."
"I'm familiar with it" Raziel replied. "Oh and by the way, don't leave the planet. Otherwise this cantina won't be the only hunt I partake in"
Extinguishing his lightsaber and placing it on his belt, he pulled up the hood of his cloak once more and walked towards the cantina exit with Kyrris following.
"Raziel Zeraii" The Zabrak growled. "I told you what would happen if you stepped foot in here again"
"I recall it quite clearly thank you Lakrah" Raziel replied.
Looking around, Raziel had noticed the entire cantina had stopped their conversations and were staring at the two men. Lakrah glared into Raziel's face as the Sith Lord stood there calmly.
"One more step and I'll blow your head off" Lakrah said clearly.
In a flash, Raziel had drawn his lightsaber and ignited it, slicing through Lakrah's blaster like it was made from ice. Lakrah stared at him in shock as did the rest of the cantina as Raziel held the lightsaber to Lakrah's throat.
"Everybody out" Raziel said calmly.
The patrons did as they were told, all scrambling for the exits. Sweat was now running down Lakrah's horned head as he stammered.
"R-Raziel... Buddy... I-I didn't know!" Lakrah stammered.
"Then you should always keep a courteous tongue. Especially when speaking to a Sith Lord" Raziel replied in his distinct emotionless tone.
"W-What can I do for you?" Lakrah asked.
"I'm looking for whoever is running the smuggling and pirate operations in this system" Raziel replied.
"S-Smuggling? Piracy? I-I don't know" Lakrah said.
With impressive speed Raziel moved his lightsaber and drove it into the Zabrak's shoulder, earning a scream of pain as the plasma blade delved into the flesh. Raziel moved his lightsaber back to the others man's throat.
"Are you sure? Think hard. I know you're privy to a lot of information in this cesspit" Raziel replied.
"O-Okay, maybe I know a guy. A Relusian" Lakrah stammered. "Used to come in here a lot. When he was drunk he always boasted about these operations he had going. Said he was wanted in 12 systems"
"What's his name?" Raziel asked.
"Marik Layt" Lakrah replied. "I've seen him around the city. Likes to visit a particular cantina in the entertainment district. A place called The Hunt."
"I'm familiar with it" Raziel replied. "Oh and by the way, don't leave the planet. Otherwise this cantina won't be the only hunt I partake in"
Extinguishing his lightsaber and placing it on his belt, he pulled up the hood of his cloak once more and walked towards the cantina exit with Kyrris following.
" Damn...Alright, we need a plan..." " Issac reached for his vibrosword, held in a simple, leather shieth, he gripped the Hilt of the blade, sighing "well, I suppose we could always go for the more...frontal approach" he said as he drew the sword, laughing.
"Rios? Rios, answer me!" Esson waited for another minute. Silence. Jackass. "Alright. Harleen, Samuel, Issac; I'm going to check out this room Rios directed me to. I don't know how he did with his contact, but I might find our clones in here with any luck."
Since you're starting to make a plan, I'll wait for a bit to actually go in. Include Esson in the planning if you want. Maybe iceland'gamer will show up in that time.
"Understood, Esson. We're trying to find out a way to get some uniforms. Can you give us some help from the inside?"
He's messaged me and said that since school has started back up, he's unable to post as often. So you may want to work around this somehow.