Kaine Australis wrote:*Mika watched the exchange, her own weapon like those of her fellows still trained on a suspected Force user. The snipers had her and her partner Goran covered, even as they themselves covered the nearby suspects.*

*Mika faced the one who had identified the others as the suspects, unwittingly exposing himself to suspicion by his willingness to assuage his own guilt and fear by throwing the Mandalorians off their true scent. Her suspicions of this individual were strong indeed, his actions and his words throwing doubt onto his story. With a blinked command, she signalled Kom'rk to shoot him. Kom'rk's rifle barked and the projectile crossed the sixty meters at a speed in excess of four kilometers per second, taking only an instant from barrel to Gabriel's chest. The others were still covered by commando weapons, and would be shot if any made move to escape.*

=Mika Australis=

I hate lies.

Does anyone else wish to spin me a story?

Gabriel Solomon wrote:Gabriel noticed the subtle exchange between the Mandos. Knowing that his ploy had failed Gabriel reaches for his lightsaber. With the aid of force speed his right hand grips the hilt and pulls the saber free. Gabriel smiles as he hears the snapp-hiss of the blade extending from the hilt. However Gabriel never finished his attack... A blinding flash was seen from the muzzle of a Mando's gun. A red cloud erupted from Gabriel's chest and back. It was an eerily beautiful site, the red was a perfect complement for the Black Suit Gabriel Solomon wore and his white skin. He stumbled backward, his mouth opened involuntarily and he coughed blood. Gabriel's eye coverings fell away to reveal his pale blue eyes. They glistened as if tears had formed, the eyes were opened wide in shock, fear and confusion. Those blind eyes would never see what had killed him. Gabriel's face contorted with pain. A pool of blood was quickly forming by his feet, his emaculately tailored suit was stained with blood. Gabriel tries to take a step forward, the knuckles on his hand that gripped his saber had since now turned white. Gabriel's borws furrow and his legs give out. The proud leader of Black Sun falls to his knees before his killes. His lightsaber falls from his hand into the pool of blood. The once silver hilt now turned blood red, the silver saber fizzles out and the dies, soaked with blood... Just like it's owner. Gabriel looked up towards the sky as if he could see something, a tear roles down his cheek. "I wish... I... Wish she was here." Said Gabriel as he fell face first onto the hard unforgiving duracrete, in a pool of his onw blood.[/narration]

<< Long Live Black Sun! >> *Gabriel's last thoughts through the force would reach the mind's of every Black Sun member in the galaxy.*

Kaine wrote:*Morden smiles warmly at the two beings that approach, a Chiss and a Wookiee. He motions for both to join him, and waits till they sit down.*

=Mr Morden=

Business is what makes the galaxy go round. My associates can offer their support, in exchange for yours. We can certainly be of great benefit to your Captain Corpos, and we can replace your vessel as well, my Wookiee friend.

Perhaps each of you could outline your marketable skills, and I will endeavour to provide you with an assignment, and compensate you for the task ahead.

*Morden was impressed by both parties. The wookiee looked like he would be the equal of a small army, formidable as wookiees were unarmed, this one was both large, strong and armed to the teeth. The Chiss looked calculating and capable, the sort Morden would expect to be part of a professional outfit.*