Noventa - A Star Wars Story

Temra smiles at the explanation. "Well Miss Largo, I won't tell them where you are. Should it come to that, your secret is safe with me. Everyone has the right to choose their own place in the world as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else."

She sighed. "It's my parents. They're... kind of... big criminal types. And they don't like that I ran away because I didn't want to inherit the family business."

Kor walked back in behind Quinn "Well that was interesting." He looked down at the Mandalorian, or former Mandalorian and shook his head "kind of feel bad for beating up a kid. It's a shame what they did, leaving her behind like that."

And there was indeed a follow up question.

"They mentioned a bounty on you, Miss Largo. You aren't wanted for legitimate warrants are you? I'm more than willing to aid the unjustly pursued, but if you are a bona fide fugitive from the law, although you don't strike me as such."

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you."

As if she was anticipating a follow-up question, she continued.

"I kind of saw this coming. Well, not this specifically, but something like it."

Temra nodded his head as he completed his diagnostic vheck. "She'll have a doozy of a headache when she comes to, but no long lasting injuries. Not sure how she'll take the abandonment by her colleagues though, I'm not incredibly versed in the nuances of Mandalorian culture."

He lifts his gaze to look Quinn in the eyes. "But how are YOU doing after all that commotion, Miss Largo?"

Quinn certainly wasn't going to stop them from leaving. Of course, she'd have to figure out a way to deal with them the next time, but that was a problem for tomorrow. Today, she sighed a breath of relief.

"Phew," she said, nodding at Kor, then went back inside to check up on Temra and the discarded bountyhunter.

"Sorry about the mess," she said, "Is she going to be alright?"

"Trust me, Largo, my asking price is about to go [b]up [/b]on you." He gives a small chuckle and looks over to one of the guys picking up the items. "Well then, rest well, enjoy your freedom while you have it. Because once this little Empire expedition is over with, we'll be back to collect."

/exit, unless stopped

Quinn watched the bounty hunters the whole time as the others took care of the girl and her possessions.

"Only 10,000 huh? Give me 500 credits and a few days and I could score that at the tables. Mom and dad must not want me back that badly if that's all they're offering. They could afford ten times that without breaking a sweat."

Perhaps Temra was a soft touch. Wouldn't be the first time he'd been called such, but when the bad guys were satisfied with the pile of stuff, armor and weapons alike, Temra lifted the young girl in his arms and carried her back into the Med Centre for treatment.

Her Mandalorian companions might not have cared much what happened to her now, but Temra would try to see her restored to health.

As you remove the armor from the Mandalorian, you see first hand why the girl before you was somewhat easy to take out. She looked like a girl only in her teens, somewhat ragged and bruised, no doubt from the impact of the blows from your recent encounter. Still, you place her down in the middle of the wet ground as the both you and Temra wrap up bringing out the belongings.

"Just leave both of them out in the middle of the field, we'll send of my guys to collect the items, and then we'll be on our way. No mess, no fuss." The grenade launcher still appears to be aimed at you as he speaks.

Kor was there too of course just perhaps a little late as he stopped to grab his ax from the front desk where he left it with the receptionist. He came out as Quinn was giving her argument and nodded in satisfaction, he had also brought the mandalorian that had attacked them with him she wasnt too hard to carry. He set her down in front of himself but for the moment wasn't saying anything, Quinn seemed to have this handled and he saw no reason to intervene.

Trusting in Quinn to be able to take care of herself if the Mandos go back on their word, Temra heads inside to divest Fikaik of her armor. He's certain she won't be impressed when she wakes up, but that is a later problem.

"Don't care about who's inside there. Throw her in jail, put two blaster bolts in the head and bury her in the backyard. Whatever. This was her chance to redeem herself and she failed. She's of no further use to me, just her armor. Almost looking about 10,000 credits right now. Mommy and Daddy [i]really[/i] want you bad."

He was a loud fool, full of pride and arrogance. Arguing with him over some of the things he'd said would just backfire.

"Well," she said, staring down the barrel of the launcher like it didn't faze her in the slightest. "I don't have a problem with you taking back your friend and her stuff. But man, I guess the bounty got raised again if you're still that determined. How much is it up to anyway? "

He looks over at the both of you, staring at the lightsaber for a good moment and bellows out a loud laugh. "You really must think you are more powerful than you think. As I said before, I am not afraid of a Jedi. This armor has bathed in the blood of countless members of your ilk. That you think this small show of force would enough for me to fear you is pathetic. He points the grenade launcher out directly at you. "Just a few shots from this alone would be enough to take care of you." He grabs it and starts to aim at Quinn, adjusting for the wind pattern and rainfall. "But...you do bring up a good point. Empire's here and even though they are weakened, they would hate your ilk more. Get in the way of my bounty. Plus, I know where you are now. Not letting a payday from you get away from me. So, I'll tell you what: bring me the armor and that spear and we'll call it a day for today. A temporary truce, as it were."

[url=http://orokos.com/roll/677250]It is a decent argument...so no setbacks[/url]: [u]2eC[/u] [b]2 failures[/b]
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Jedi, payday, family... All were words Temra never would've associated with Quinn before this morning. He was incredibly confused, though it was obvious there was more to her than met the eye, but it didn't change his position. He had nothing to add to her speech, but his unwavering presence and support.

"That doesn't matter," she said, lightsaber in hand. It wasn't on at the moment, but it was possible they would recognize what it was.

"What matters is that I *am* a Jedi. That I'm *not* going to go back home. And that you're all a hell of a lot better off taking on another job. Or hadn't you noticed the star destroyer above our heads, and that inquisitor running around? Even if you manage to actually capture me, which is a big if, you think they're just going to let you run off with a jedi under your arms? They've been hunting people like me for a long time now. And then I'm going to get stuck in the crossfire, and like I tried making clear earlier... if I get hurt... well, I think you know what my family is capable of. No pay-day is worth that kind of trouble."

[url=http://orokos.com/roll/677243]Charming the bountyhunters away[/url]: [u]3eP+1eA[/u] [b]3 successes, 2 advantage[/b]
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Walking out of the door, you do notice in the pouring rain a small group of well armored individuals, though none in them were in full armor garb. Well, everyone but the man standing in the center of the group holding a grenade launcher in his hands.

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"Oh good, you wizened up. And...decided not to come alone then, have you?" His voice is still loud, breaking thru the roar of the pouring rain, making him clearly heard to you all. "So where is the other one?"

It sounded like Quinn had a plan, so Temra followed her out picking up the intruder's spear on the way, keeping a little distance between them, but ready to ineffectually jump to her aid if required.