The Mandalorian mercenary called El-Nay Darr was
assigned to track down another mercenary who had
caught the attention of her Imperial minders. The
individual in question was a human named Dyrdek
Roujier ... an Alderaanian. Personally, she did not
think it was a good idea for the Imperials to
contract someone whose planet they had just
obliterated, but she was simply a tool that carried
out orders, rather than a decision maker. The petite
young woman was wearing her overtly bright orange
set of Mandalorian armor in the Nite Owl style of
two decades ago, which while a foreboding image,
nevertheless did not conceal how small she was
compared to her male counterparts. Fortunately for
her, Roujier was on the planet Aquilea, a short trip
down the Hydian Way in the Colonies. She never knew
what to expect on a mission like this, as her first
instinct was to draw her weapon when meeting a
potential rival and enemy. Her head tilted towards
the taller, masculine Mando'ade she had been paired
with her, to her great distress. "I do not know you,
but I imagine you're more diplomatic than me. You
should probably do the talking," she said, turning
over the lead to him, to her great discomfort. She
had been relegated to a sidekick and she did *not*
Rais Triestar couldn't help but chuckle at the
shorter, not to mention fairly younger, Mandalorian.
His own armor, painted in midnight blue with yellow
piping accents, heralded from the era of the True
Mandalorians. A pair of custom DE-10 blaster pistols
were holstered to the thigh plates of his armor,
colored to match the look. "You're right, you don't
know me very well." Rais could probably talk to
people better than El-Nay, but from his experience,
two mandos marching into any place usually didn't
get around to saying very much. When their kind
showed up people knew what to expect, and it was
almost never a casual conversation. Their target had
been sent to handle some kind of deal, or so their
intel suggested, located in the hangar of an old
spaceport that had since fallen to relative disuse.
For all intents and purposes the place seemed
abandoned as the pair of Mandalorians made their way
further inside. Once they reached the hangar bays,
Rais pulled up a holographic map on his gauntlet,
checking to see just which one they were meant to
head into. With a motion to the far left one for
El-Nay's benefit, he headed over. The old doors no
longer functioned automatically, but that wasn't a
big concern. Rais worked his gloved fingers in to
get a grip on it and flung the thing open, making no
effort to be the least bit quiet about things.
"We're here for Dyrdek Roujier. If that happens to
be your name, save us the trouble and step forward."
Dyrdek Roujier was standing beside a derelict
speeder speaking to one of the hunter's who used
this old hangar as a way station when the stranger
made himself known to the room. As he turned to take
in the sight of the newcomers, his right hand went
down to his thigh to ensure his trust Power 5 was
still handy. It was seated comfortably in a holster
ready to be quickly drawn if necessary. He was
wearing lighter armor than he would normally, mostly
because he hadn't expected any trouble. Dyrdek's
garb consisted of tan and black fatigues with a
black cloak to keep all of his goodies out of
eyesight. Dyrdek weighed his options for a moment;
thinking to himself, "Should I just end these fools
here for interrupting me?" He also made a quick note
of the escape routes out of the fairly large hangar.
The two interlopers were only a few meters away,
well within range of a skilled shooter. Behind him
was another set of heavy cargo doors, but that route
would surely end him. The other people in the hangar
were standing probably wondering the same thing at
this moment. Dyrdek sighed heavily and took a step
towards the Mandalorian that spoke, "So, what
exactly do you want with Dyrdek Roujier?" He figured
at this point it'd be better to just see what they
want before shooting them.
"What he said!" El-Nay said, as she shifted her
weight to the side, and nodded towards Rais Triestar.
As she looked across at the man they were after he
did not look that impressive, but she began to
wonder if there was something about him that she was
missing. No one had ever accused her of being a good
judge of character or a talent scout, so she had to
figure that the Inquisitor and Major Eona understood
something about the man that she did not. Her hand
moved to the side of her helmet, bringing down the
targeting scanner over her right eye. This gave her
a much better view of the man, as well as an 'easy'
target should he not be willing to come willingly.
Oh how she wished he wouldn't come willingly, and
the fingers of her gun hand were already beginning
to squeeze open and closed excessively. If she were
in the lead she would have simply stunned the man
and captured him like a bounty, but it seemed her
compadre was the talk it out type. Oh well, she
thought silently to herself ... some people just did
not like to have any fun.
No one started shooting as soon as they barged in,
so things were off to a good start. A quick
assessment of just what Rais had come storming into
was made, but so far as whether or not this man was
worth their time, well...Rais just didn't care. He
was being paid to find the man and find him he did.
"Private message from a potential new client. For
his ears only." Whether or not the others gathered
cleared out would be the next little hurdle. If they
didn't, well, El-Nay might just get her wish. The
instructions were to make the offer to Dyrdek, and
only Dyrdek, so that's precisely what he intended to
Dyrdek took this moment while the large Mandalorian
spoke to take his new opponents into his mind
clearly. He always hated getting into fights with
Mandalorian's. They just never gave up, and the
fights were always ugly. Dyrdek immediately thought
something was up because they didn't exactly come
into the hangar firing. If things did go ugly, he'd
take out the girl first. They were always full of
nasty surprises, and he hated surprises. "A private
message?", Dyrdek said, intrigued. He looked around
the room and whistled loudly before speaking,
"Everyone get out of here, I need to have a chat
with my two new friends". And at that moment the
room cleared, quickly. Leaving the three of them
remaining in the hangar large enough to hold a few
hundred. "Go on then, I'm all ears."
"Are you sure talking is better than stunning, Rais?"
El-Nay asked, loud enough that Dyrdek would surely
hear it. She shook her head, letting loose an
unprofessional, untrained sigh, before shifting her
attention towards their would-be target. She watched
as the other cleared the room, giving them a
two-on-one advantage should it come to that. She
backed away, towards the door they scurried out of,
to ensure that no one else came in. Beneath her
helmet she was already studying the hangar they were
in ... potential escape routes, potential areas of
cover. This was not ideal ground, but she did note
that the ceiling was high enough to make use of her
jetpack. "You've been selected for an opportunity to
be part of an elite team of mercenaries," she said,
inflating the job a bit, as she wanted to make
herself sound more impressive than she actually was.
If she knew how the Inquisitor and Imperial Intel
really felt about her and the team she would be
quite miserable, but fortunately for all considered
El-Nay was ignorant, and rather easily swayed.
A cleared room, no shots fired. This was proving to
be much easier than Rais had anticipated, but then
again, it's not like they'd charged in and started
gunning people down. There was a lot to be said for
the benefit of taking the path of least resistance.
A glance was spared towards El-Nay as she secured
the exit, and with her in place, he approached
Dyrdek. "More importantly, they're offering a
significant retainer fee." Rais reached to his belt
and, rather than producing a weapon, pulled free a
datapad which was offered out to Dyrdek. It
contained a contract, already filled in with
Dyrdek's information, which was no doubt a little
odd. The issuant was Saber Enterprises, and as to
the credits, well...it was substantial enough to
retain the Mandalorians, and he was receiving the
same offer. All it lacked was his confirmation of
acceptance. "You get the next few minutes to think
about it, then the offer's gone."
Dyrdek grinned widely as he stepped forward and
retrieved the datapad from the Mandalorian. He was
more than aware of the smaller bounty hunter moving
to his rear by the door the others fled through. At
this moment Dyrdek had considered a few path's. He
could easily remove both of them from the picture at
this time, his confidence and arrogance were
astounding. This Mandalorian though had mentioned
creds immediately, and nothing is sweeter to Dyrdek
than cold hard cash. He took a moment to breeze over
the datapad. He was impressed, they had enough
information on him, and it seems something big is
going down, just from the retainer put on offer
here. It made sense to him that they would send
hunter's to find him, as he isn't exactly *safe* in
the sense you could invite him to a conference room.
"Okay ... so an elite group of mercenaries?" Dyrdek
laughed, he honestly thought this was fairly
humourous, but he knew there was some exchanges
going on with the powers that be in the galaxy.
Getting the most skilled hunters and mercs on your
side could definitely turn the tide on something
big. He almost felt flattered they thought to come
after him. Could be better than this goose chase he
was currently on. "Sounds like a deal. The creds are
good enough. What's the plan?" Dyrdek asked wryly as
he confirmed his information on the datapad and
agreed to the terms.
Rais waited while Dyrdek looked over the agreement,
remembering when it had been presented to him. Only
one hunter had come to recruit the Mandalorian, but
she had been plenty to convince him to take the
offer. At the end, though, the credits were what
made him stick, and he knew damn well that was the
case for almost anyone in their line of work. He
shared in Dyrdek's laugh about the elite mercenaries
deal; it was flattery, just a way to make the
hunters feel better about taking on terrible jobs.
All the same, this new recruit to the team was ready
to come aboard, which was good enough. Rais held out
his hand for the datapad once Dyrdek confirmed.
"Next, we visit the boss. Do you have a ship?"
Dyrdek handed the datapad to the Mandalorian and
took a moment to look him over before offering his
hand for a handshake. "I do have a ship, parked not
far from here. This hangar is old and doesn't
exactly have power to open the big big doors that
let things in and out." he chuckled a bit and turned
to look at the other hunter. "I suppose we should
cut to introductions before moving on. As you well
know already, I'm Dyrdek Roujier. Who are the two of
you?" Dyrdek finally took his hand off the blaster
strapped to his thigh and took the moment to brush
back his wiry brown hair from over his right eye.
"I am El-Nay Darr, perhaps you've heard of me?"
El-Nay said with a mix of eagerness and arrogance,
as she took her attention away from the door and
proudly placed her hands on both of her hips.
"You're doing the smart thing coming along with us,"
she said, although she almost wished there *had*
been a fight. She was impressed that Rais managed to
defuse the situation, but perhaps the next one would
not be so eager. With the situation at hand, she
moved her hand to her helmet, as she raised her hand
to the helmet, deactivating the targeting scanner,
which returned to the top of her helmet.
Rais turned his head to look over towards El-Nay,
the helmet moving with the motion. "I think most
know you better by your nickname, *kih verd*." With
a chuckle he turned his attention back to Dyrdek,
moving on with the introductions. "Rais Triestar.
We're docked not far from here as well, a Bantha-Class
shuttle. You won't be able to miss it. I'll send you
coordinates for our rendezvous point once we break
atmosphere." With that Rais turned, motioning for
the no doubt deeply offended El-Nay to follow. It
was time to bring the newest addition to see just
who, and what, he was working for.
Dyrdek pondered for a moment. He really didn't take
the time to pay attention to other mercs. So he had
no idea who either of these two were. "Well okay
sweetheart, 'fraid I can't say I've heard of ya." he
said slyly to her as she stood there showing her
apparent pride. "Seems like the big guy here has a
sense of humor though, so I do believe we'll get
along just fine." Dyrdek chuckled and started for
the door exiting the hangar. "So, should I go get my
rust bucket and just meet you guys at the rendezvous
or are we going to pile into your shuttle? I don't
mind leaving my baby here, she's hidden anyways".
Beneath her helmet she was a font of rage, her skin
was flushing a bright shade of red, and her hands
clenched into fists. "Do not call me that again,"
she snarled, placing her helmet almost practically
in front of Rais' chest. This was not the
professional behavior that she should have been
conducting herself in front of a new recruit. Out of
the corner of her eyes she saw Dyrdek approaching,
and broke off her potential attack of Rais, coming
to heel like the attack dog that she was. "Next
time," she muttered, before moving back towards the
door in preparation for their trip back to the
Rais had gotten the younger Mandalorian all riled
up, which was exactly what he'd intended to do.
There was no real clever reason or plan in place, it
just entertained him to no end to watch her get
angry enough to explode. Fortunately for everyone,
though, El-Nay remembered that they had a job to do.
Her threat had a little laugh escaping, and then he
shifted his attention back to Dyrdek. "If you want
your ship, I suggest you bring it with you. If not,
well, there's plenty of room on mine for one more."
Dyrdek found El-Nay's temper to be somewhat
lightening. He could tell from her terse attitude
and disposition she was trying to prove herself. She
had sprite that one. Dyrdek was also obsessively
cautious. Leaving his ship here would safe guard it
and ensure that if anything went south going
forward, he'd be able to get back to it and get out
of town. He opted to ferry along with Rais instead.
Dyrdek had more experience stealing ships than most
would claim, so if it ever came to that. It wouldn't
be a problem. "Well, in that case Rais. I'll tag
along with you in your shuttle." Dyrdek laughed out
loud for a moment. "It will give us a chance to
bond." It was obvious Dyrdek was being sarcastic.
Especially laughing at his own crude sense of humor.
He could care less for these two, he wanted to get
to wherever they were going so he could meet the
mastermind behind the contract he just agreed to.