Bburru Station

Wed Sep 01, 2010 6:27 pm by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex stops just short of the security checkpoint. He was debating on which if any weapons he would have to surrender. Hopefully none. If Gabriel was here, he may need them all. He walks authoritatively right at the checkpoint, giving no indication he wanted to stop.*

Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:45 pm by Matar Lyndruss

*The trooper at the security checkpoint looks over Bralex quickly.*

=Trooper=

Mandalorian eh? Here on business or pleasure?

Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:47 pm by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex looks at the trooper and stops.*

IC: I guess that depends on how you define each, doesn't it. I might see you mother here, so I might get some pleasure. I am here to see the dockmaster.

Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:50 pm by Matar Lyndruss

=Trooper=

Mando with a sense of humor, lovely. Anyways, please place all blasters, slug throwers, explosives, blades and/or vibro-weapons on the table and step into the scanner.

Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:52 pm by Bralex Ordo

IC: Do I get them back?

*Bralex sets his Bes'kad, DC-17, and DC-15s on the table.*

Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:54 pm by Matar Lyndruss

*The trooper begins running a simple scanner over the weapons, logging them into the local police database.*

=Trooper=

Of course, after you clear the body scanner. Just need to log them in as belonging to you.

Wed Sep 01, 2010 7:55 pm by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex walks through the scanner.*

IC: I am not sure what you are expecting to find.

Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:00 pm by Matar Lyndruss

*The trooper passes the assorted weapons back to Bralex.*

=Trooper=

Scanning for explosives mainly. Bburru Station processes a fair bit of raw and refined baradium from the surface, if someone decided to toss a grenade in here and hit the wrong crate, they might well blow a frigate sized crater in the side of the station. Hell of a mess to clean up.

Anyways, you're clear. We'll scan you and your belongings again on the way out to make sure you aren't leaving with explosives that didn't arrive with you. Head on through to the dock-master.

Thu Sep 02, 2010 4:36 am by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex collects his gear.*

IC: Vor'e. I only hope to leave with infomation. *Bralex suddenly has an idea. He pushes a few buttons on the PAC20 on his right wrist, producing Gabriel Solomon's image. He shows it to the trooper.* Have you dealt with this man or any other known Black Sun operatives?

Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:22 am by Matar Lyndruss

*The trooper thinks a moment, trying to recall a piece of old military news.*

I haven't seen anyone carrying Black Sun ID, but I doubt they really carry badges. There was a mess over Nal Hutta awhile back, Black Sun caused us some problems and got put in our scopes before suddenly dropping off the radar.

As best I can figure they cut some deal with the higher ups and got back on our good side.

*The trooper lowers his voice to avoid folks overhearing.*

I don't know if any of this is connected, but some commando's got sent planet-side recently to shut down a mining compound operating without a license. Another contract just got rammed through from the highest levels of the Tsad droten Operators name redacted. Came through just about the same time as the Black Sun dropped off our radar, maybe a connection?

Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:42 am by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex thinks.*

IC: It could be. Whom is this "Higher up" I could speak to?

Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:55 am by Matar Lyndruss

*The trooper laughs.*

No idea friend, I'm just a poor mando boy from Wayland. When the message got to Duro, just about ever fourth word was "redacted." Stinks of politics to me, and Politics means Bastion.

Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:58 am by Bralex Ordo

IC: Bastion... That will be my next stop. Vor'e.

*Bralex continues on to the DockMaster. He walks into the office.*

IC: I need a ship log of the last 3 months.

Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:11 am by Matar Lyndruss

*The dockmaster looks up from his computer terminal.*

The records are private without a signed release from someone of authority, you either need clearance in writing from an officer or the local civilian police.

Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:38 am by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex looked around for anyone who might see what he was going to do or cameras.*

IC: Really... Anyway to cut through the red tape?

Sun Sep 05, 2010 10:17 am by Matar Lyndruss

*Thinking a minute, the dock-master shrugs.*

Well you seem like a trustworthy guy. Fifty credits and you can get a copy of the logs, nothing on them but shipping manifests and visitors anyways.

Sun Sep 05, 2010 4:38 pm by Bralex Ordo

*Not seeing anyone else in the office, and no visible cameras or other recoding devices, Bralex smiles under his helmet.*

IC: Of course.

*In a motion that might appear he was reaching for a credit chip, Bralex instead draws his DC-15s side arm off of his right thigh with his right hand. He calmly pulls the trigger as soon as soon as the barrel is aimed at the dock master's head.*

Mon Sep 06, 2010 8:04 pm by Matar Lyndruss

*The sound of blasterfire carried over the bustling din in the landing area. Several guards quickly hit the local alarm system and come running with their weapons drawn. While they arrive far to late to do anything for dock master they do spot Bralex. The first on the scene, and therefore the temporary commander was the same trooper with whom Bralex had spoken moments ago.*

=Trooper=

Drop your weapons! Hands in the air now!

Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:57 am by Bralex Ordo

*Bralex holsters his DC-15s and raises his hands as directed, no that dropping the blaster would have disarmed him. He turns to face the trooper.*

IC: Ner'vod, Kaysh ru'cuy Kyr'tsad. Ogir'cuy kebiin jai'galaar aliik kaysh videk.

*The man being Death Watch wasn't the only reason hes was dead, but it was a more legitimate one.*

Thu Sep 09, 2010 5:06 pm by Matar Lyndruss

Bralex Ordo wrote:*Bralex holsters his DC-15s and raises his hands as directed, no that dropping the blaster would have disarmed him. He turns to face the trooper.*

IC: Ner'vod, Kaysh ru'cuy Kyr'tsad. Ogir'cuy kebiin jai'galaar aliik kaysh videk.

*The man being Death Watch wasn't the only reason hes was dead, but it was a more legitimate one.*

*The trooper from the docking bay checkpoint moves forward cautiously, pulling back the collar of the former dock-master. As Bralex had said, the blue symbol stands out against the surrounding skin.*

=Trooper=

Shabla Kyr'tsad. Good eye Ner Vod, these aruetiise have been a real problem lately.

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