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>>44503923
[2/2]

“Managable. Lev’s working the turrets, I’ve been working with R3 on fixing up some targeting programming for him. We don’t have too many spare circuitry lying around I’m afraid,” she says. “But when we hit planetside, I’ll go out and buy my own, don’t worry about it.” You nod. Good, good, that one less money thing to worry about. “By the way, we are heading to Coruscant, right?” You nod again, folding your arms. “Um… isn’t that the Imperial Capi- wait, no. I’m sounding stupid aren’t I?”

“Yes.”

“Look. I don’t know what you and Lotte have with each other,” she says nervously. “But er… is it really a good idea to come back to Coruscant?”

“Rotta is my only ally in the underworld that can get us some buyers for these ingots,” you say. “Vikker refuses to lend me any other contacts otherwise, as a matter of me having to rely on him.” And for that, you do kind of hate it. But you can understand it. Once you gain more contacts, well, people start paying attention to you. The wrong kind of people too. “Now listen, just play it safe, alright? We’re here to cash the ingots, then we get out. No questions asked.” She twiddles at her fingers, whistling a little. “… what do you want?”

“I don’t suppose I could drop my share off at the brothel, right?” she asks. You narrow your eyes. “It’s just… I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do with 27 million credits worth of metal! I might as well give it to the people that… er… took care of me, you know?”

You sigh. Sentiment. Great.

> “If we have time. Yes.”
> “Sure, we’ll go there first in fact.”
> “I said play it safe. That’s not playing it safe. Answer’s no.”
> Other

>>44503933
> “If we have time. Yes.”

>>44503933
You'll be putting them in danger if they don't have a solid cover story as to why and how they got so much money. IF you can get one, then sure. But I'd advise you keep some for yourself at least.

>>44503933
> “I said play it safe. That’s not playing it safe. Answer’s no.”

Though, anonymous gifts sent to the building long after the crew has left the system may be acceptable.

>>44503933
>Other
"Not a good idea. You'll just put them in danger if you give them the ingots as-is. You saw how badly the Empire is on my tail; now imagine that kind of heat coming down on your brothel friend. We get the credits, THEN you can send them a bit via wire transfer. From a few planets away."

>>44503933
>>44503985
This, Or at least give them in portions so it's not too suspicious, a sudden influx of cash will draw attention

>>44503933
> “If we have time. And its safe, Yes. Don't give them all of it, infact not even most of it. And that's after we've turned it to cash. Its for your own good, and theirs as well. I'm sure you know how on Courescant its about the have nots. You drop thirty million on the brothel and someone will pry it from their dead hands. Not saying you can't give them a hell of an early life day present, but keep it managable for them. That and While you may not know what to do with your money now you have your whole future ahead of you, think a little about yourself as well”

Same as >>44503985
>>44504089
>>44504092

>>44503933
this
>>44504142

>>44503933
"I only pay whores after"

>>44503923
That text crawl is amazing, and I really wish it came with music. I'm going to use it next time I get a game going for my players.

>>44504142
This.

>>44504237
Giving that much to a brothel sounds less like a vacation and more like a fella about to have the most awesome obituary ever.

>>44504338
For me the text crawl played the music, I'm not sure why it didn't for you.

>>44504405
Maybe because I was on a phone at the time.

glad you found a SW crawl maker you liked

happy questing

>>44503933
>“I said play it safe. That’s not playing it safe. Answer’s no.”
you can tip them later

> Other

“Look, if we have time, yes. But listen, we can’t give it all to them at one time. And not until we’ve cashed it all.” She frowns a little, looking at the floor. “Look, I know you want to do right by people who did you right too, but this is a Galaxy where the poor take from the rich and make themselves poor again. You gotta think about yourself first, then you can start worrying about others. At least save something for a rainy day.”

She nods. “Alrighty.” She turns back to the Starhawk, sighing. “But hey, listen tough guy, just because it’s the smart thing to do doesn’t always mean it’s the right thing to do.”

“I’m not in the business of doing the right thing,” you respond. “We’re not Jedi and this ain’t a feel-good parade where we can pat ourselves on the back for doing a nice deed for somebody. You gotta consider the consequences of your actions, Misri.” She cocks her head back, then sighs, nodding again. “Good.” You look down, then blink. “Where’d you get that tattoo?”

It took you at least a few weeks until you noticed it seems. Misri pulls her tanktop up a bit, showing off the lower back tattoo right above her buttocks. It was a wizard looking thing, the top profile of a Starhawk adorned with lavishly detailed wings coming into a circle, almost resembling the Rebel Alliance Starbird. “Huh? Oh that? You know, I honestly don’t even remember.” She shrugs. “Why?” She smirks. “Want to see if I have a tattoo on my butt?”

And back to this again. Misri can switch gears fast at least. “No thanks. We’re landing soon, so get ready, alright?” She nods. And with that, you exit the machine shop. “Lev, find us a quiet port to land in,” you call over the communicator.

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>>44504702
[2/2]

-

-

Coruscant is as busy and populous as ever. Getting through the Imperial Fleet wasn’t as tricky as you might think. There are millions of freighters moving in and out of Coruscant, hundreds more the same class as yours. With fake holo info to disguise your ship’s ID and registration, you were able to blend in quite easily. Hell, one customs ship even fasttracked you through because it was a rush day! Your luck is holding up you guess. With that, you land deeper into the city this time, not around the sprawling skyscrapers but more closer to ground level where the real infrastructure was. Just above the seedy undercity but just below the upper snooty high class. Just how you like it.

You, Vikker, Misri, and Kuvasz step down. “R5, R3, Lev, Sparks, you four are going to keep the ship for us until we get back.” Vikker taps your shoulder, looking at you. Oh, right. He wanted to talk to you. You nod, and the two of you step around the side of the ship as Kuvasz and Misri schmooze with the customs officers. “What is it, Vikker?”

He folds his arms, giving you a very stern fatherly look. “I’m taking my share and finding my own buyer.” You tilt your head. “I’m taking off is what’s happening.”

“Oh.” You blink. What? Where did this come from? “Why?”

[2/3]

>>44504702
misri=spy

>>44504724
[3/3]

He sighs. “Rhys, I’ve known you for years, I introduced you to the craft of smuggling and bounty hunting and treasure finding. I made you the man you are today. But I’m not sticking around for this sentimental ‘save the innocent and do good for goodness sake’ flott. I am here for me as much as I am for you. But wasting our time on people who won’t even appreciate what we do for them? That’s not me at all.”

You stand there, surprised, stunned even. You knew Vikker as a pretty honorable guy. Sure he had his moments of discord, but… This really does take it. “Is there anything I can do to convince you to stay?”

He stares at you, obviously awaiting a response.

> Charisma: “Come on. For old time’s sake, Vikker? Can’t you spare a little bit of a frak?”
> Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”
> Skill: “Short of raising Anakin Skywalker from the dead, where are you going to find a better pilot?”
> Other

>>44504743
>> Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

the lone man gets picked off first.

>>44504743
> Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

La seguridad en cifras

>>44504743
>Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

>>44504743
> Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

>>44503923
i wanna fuck an imperial officer.

>>44504830
Lotte would never lower herself with a criminal like you.

>>44504743
"I don't intend on running around and trying to save the galaxy from here on. You know it was personal for Kuvasz when the Crusaders were raiding the planet, and I did not want us to fall apart because of internal differences. Don't make this into a "pick him or me" situation, we've already done what had to be done. Besides,"

>Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

>>44504846
>implying i am a criminal and not a sith lord

>>44504846
So Rhys would be on top?

>>44503923
This lady is absurdly stacked.

>>44504883
>>44504846
No no, Lotte would be the top. Imperial Supremacy and all.

>>44504875
You mean Shit Lord, and member of the Dank Council.

>>44504903
but GS said Lotte wouldn't lower herself for Rhys, that means no cowgirl

>>44504743
>Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

>>44504743
see
>>44504859
Kuvasz was a one-time job. We're not in the business of being a goodie-goodie, and we're not about to start being in the business of being a goodie-goodie.

>>44504743
>Other
"No reason we can't do both. And if I recall, even with our 'Charitable' actions, we still got what might be your greatest payday of all time."

> Intelligence: “Are you really sure you want to run off on your own without help?”

“Vikker, you’re the one that taught me to never travel alone, buy an astromech at least to keep the ship warm,” you say. “It’s the reason I’m stuck with that wiseguy of a droid R5. So you really just want to run off on your own without help, is that it?”

He squints, cocking his head to the side. “Fair point,” he mutters after a few seconds of silence.

“And to further emphasize that point, Kuvasz’s personal stuff was personal, one time. I’m not in the business of helping for helping’s sake.” You place your hands on your hips, narrowing your eyes. “Now yeah, you can go find your buyer, I won’t mind. But Vikker, I really could use you as a helping hand. We work well together. What do you say?”

With a loud huff, he shakes his head, then looks at the floor. “Fine. I’ll humor you. I’ll stay aboard. But first, I’m going to find my buyer. You take Kuvasz and Misri, go find Rotta. I try and avoid deals with Hutts anyway, as nice as Rotta is. I’ll meet with him, then come back to the ship in about an hour or two.”

“Alright.” He nods, then steps to the edge of the platform and hails a cab. You sigh. You feel like you almost lost Vikker there. As somewhat idiotic he can be sometimes, that aqualish knows a thing or two about the criminal underworld. You need him if you want to keep up to date on things. And furthermore, he was there for you when no one else was after your expulsion. That alone keeps him in your good graces. You step over to Misri and Kuvasz. Customs appears to have cleared the lot of you for now. “Vikker’s splitting off from us, but he’ll meet up with us later. He’s finding a buyer for his own share.”

“He doesn’t trust Rotta?” asks Kuvasz.

“Smart people like him try not to let Hutts into their dealings if they have the choice,” you explain. “You’re coming with us, Kuvasz?”

[1/3]

>>44505309
[2/3]

“I might as well. Though I already spent my share bailing you out on Tatooine, I can at least be acquainted with the son of Jabba the Hutt.” You nod. Who wouldn’t want to meet Jabba’s estranged art dealer and collector and occasional information broker of a son? “I’m your hired blaster too, if that counts.”

“Fair.” You look to Misri. “You?”

She nods quickly. “I wasn’t properly introduced to him last time I was there, considering the Stormtrooper droids.” Also fair. “Is he nice?”

“Depends on your taste in art.” You flag down a cab, and a yellow speeder for the lot of you comes down. “Let me do the talking. Rotta’s pretty reasonable but again, Hutts. Don’t trust them if you can help it.”

-

-

Rotta’s Art Gallery appears to have recovered well from the damage sustained at the Gala. No visible blast marks as you step inside, no ray shields covering up the art, and nary a bit of scrap from destroyed droids. He’s got some good janitorial service at least. “Ugh!” You can hear Rotta yell out from one wing of the Gallery. “What- what is this!?” You step on down, Misri and Kuvasz following you, ready to flee or fight respectively.

But there you see Rotta, apparently in the midst of criticizing another young art student’s piece of work, which appears to be nothing more than pieces of rotting fruit floating about in some weird constellation. The art student desperately tries to convince Rotta of its supposed value. “D-… don’t you see!? It’s a statement on the rotting and festering squalor that the Core planets of the Galaxy are going through! The smells, the-“

>>44505323
[3/3]

“Guards!” yells Rotta. A pair of Droidekas pop out of the walls, then roll past you and towards the art. They immediately draw their blasters and fill the art full of holes. The art student cries out in grief and terror as his work of art is completely disintegrated by blaster shots. Once the dust settles, all that’s left is scorchmarks and ashes. “There, much better. Escort him out.” The shocked student is left to be escorted out by the droidekas. Rotta blinks, then gasps as he sees you. “Rhys! You’re…” He slithers on over to you, completely surprised. “My goodness, you’re alive!”

“I see you still have appreciate for modern art, Rotta,” you say.

He scoffs. “Ugh! Don’t remind me! But you’re really alive! I thought I dreamt that conversation we had earlier but here you stand now!” He grins, rubbing his hands together. “So… you tell me you need uh, help, correct?”

You nod. “Got some metal that needs to be pressed. Can you do it?”

“Oh, well, let me uh… quickly contact some people. Uh-“ He whistles, and another droideka arrives. This one is much larger than the others. And by the black coloration and the distinctive triangular photoreceptor instead of eye stalks indicates it as a Droideka Oppressor. New model, very deadly. You wonder how Rotta paid for this one. “The DO will escort you upstairs to the living quarters, feel free to make yourselves at home while I make contact with some people.” Rotta smiles happily. “Of course, you and me could catch up first if you’d like.”

> “We can catch up. It’s been a while.”
> “Nah, we can wait.”
> Other

>>44505339
>“We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

>>44505339
>> “We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

He's good people for a Hutt.

>>44505339
>“We can catch up. It’s been a while.”
your father says "hello"

>>44505339
> “We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

Introduce our companions, take a walk through his Gala and explain to Misri and Kuvasz why the art pieces there are proper art.

>>44505339
>> “We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

>>44505339
>“We can catch up. It’s been a while.”
Dear old dad still thinks you're missing out.

>>44505339
>“We can catch up. It’s been a while.”
Keep him happy. And I like his taste for modern art.
The blaster fire really drives home the emotional impact of the piece.

>>44505482
It represented the destruction during the clone wars.

>>44505339
> “We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

The problem with OOC knowledge is that you can see the train wreck coming, but in order to avoid it you'd have to jump through more logical hoops than a trio of Sherlock Holmes' attempting to outsmart each other.

What if the Mandalorian Manda hive minded spirit afterlife thing were real?

Looking for suggestions for what I could do with such a thing as a GM.

Perhaps a critical number of Mandos had to die before the thing reached sufficient power to have a real effect on the living Galaxy, and it has now reached that point,

what might it do?
What would it want?
What would it be like? A Mandalorian version of the Force?

>>44505841
>what might it do?
Lend its power to the Mando that isn't a moron, like Canderous. Probably a higher willpower thing.
>What would it want?
Survival and pragmatism.
>What would it be like? A Mandalorian version of the Force?
Lots of screaming.

>>44505339
>“We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

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I'm mad about the special editions.

that fucking song in ROTJ...

> “We can catch up. It’s been a while.”

“Sure we can catch up.” You motion Misri and Kuvasz over. “Rotta, you know Misri.” Rotta smiles at Misri, shaking her hand. “And Rotta, this is Kuvasz of Clan Skirata.”

Kuvasz offers his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

Rotta shakes it as well, squinting at Kuvasz. “Likewise. Your armor looks quite old, very old in fact. Circa 2,653 before the Ruusan Reformation?”

“Oh?” Kuvasz smirks a bit. “You have a good eye. This armor was worn by my ancestors around the time of the Sacking of Coruscant. Not exactly how it might’ve looked then, but the beskar that holds it together is as strong as the day it was forged.”

“Clearly!” Rotta smiles happily. “Beskar is quite hardy when taken care of properly.” Kuvasz nods, then nods to you, approving quite well of Rotta. “It’s why Basilisk war droids are still around, if not functional. But let’s not go too much into the history of the Mandalorians. Er… Misri. It seems you have changed a bit from the last time I saw you.”

“Yeah, from one night stand to full time crew on Rhys’ ship,” she says. Rotta chuckles, leading you all over to another wing of the gallery. This time to the art created during the Clone Wars, recent but not exactly modern. “So, I hear you’re the son of Jabba the Hutt.”

“That is correct…” Rotta sighs sadly, rubbing his many chins. “My father simply doesn’t appreciate the emotional impact that a good piece of art can have on a person! Such as this, come here!” He leads on you over to a glass case, containing a pile of ashes. And in that pile of ashes lay the pieces of armor for a Clone trooper. “This is the armor of a Clone trooper who was killed by a defoliator on Jabiim. The ashes of course aren’t original, but the armor is. The artist was a young man who was raised there, and saw the horrors of war with his own eyes. Now unlike modern art, this one well and true speaks the horror of war that the Clones had to go through.”

[1/3]

>>44505961
[2/3]

“The children of Jango Fett certainly did not have it their way,” says Kuvasz. You withhold comment. Rotta already knows your opinion on Clones.

“Whoa!” Misri looks at a mural, apparently depicting another battle between Clones and droids, this time on Geonosis. The Clones are painted in a style recalling the heroic Republic troopers of the Old Republic, while the droids skeletal natures are emphasized to make them look more like monsters. The Geonosians as well are heavily stereotyped into more buglike shapes, some even having six limbs instead of four as normal. “What’s this?”

“The Battle of Geonosis!” says Rotta happily. “I’m surprised you can see it, Misri.” You give Misri a stern glare, and she immediately looks down, pursing her lips. “But yes, this piece was drawn as a propaganda work. its original place was in fact inside one of the major tram hubs on Corellia before I had it moved back here to Coruscant. Notice the detailing on the Clone troopers, each one took several hours to paint and draw for the artist. And in this mural alone, there are two hundred Clone troopers!”

“Whoa.” Misri stares in awe at it again.

>>44505976
[3/3]

“Art at its finest.” Rotta shakes his head, grumbling. “There is no more dedication to this craft like there used to be. Now it’s all expressionist! Abstraction! Finding garbage and taking meaning out of it, then making meaning for yourself! This- this is one of the last great works of art left!” Rotta sighs happily. “My word.” Ugh, more Cloner stuff. “Rhys, what do you think of it?”

“He certainly made use of color despite the limited color palette. I like the shining white on the Clone trooper’s armors, I like how the desert sand doesn’t look boring. And the red sunset?” You grunt. “Beautiful.”

“I agree!” His stomach growls a little. “Ah, but first, I think it is uh… time for dinner. Rhys, come join me!” You nod, following Rotta to the elevator. There were stairs yes, but the elevator was for Rotta purely. “So… er. I heard things about Lotte.”

“What things?” you ask.

“Oh, her promotion, the treasure she found. She made headlines in fact,” says Rotta. “Do you want to talk about it?”

> “No.”
> “What is there to talk about?”
> “She was my friend, emphasis on was.”
> Other

>>44505959
I like Victory Celebration more than Yub Nub.

>>44505992
> “What is there to talk about?”

>>44505992
>“What is there to talk about?”

>>44506008
talking about Jedi Rocks

>>44506050
Oh yeah, that shit sucked.

>>44505992
>“What is there to talk about?”

>>44505992
>> “What is there to talk about?”

>>44505992
> “What is there to talk about?”
Not snappy, just sad. Rotta's a friend after all. That and he asked if we wanted to talk about it rather than just doing it.

>>44505992
>“No.”

>inb4 people trust Lotte again

>>44505876
Why is the Manda screaming?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrOSuY12Rrs

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>>44506339

Anon, you should know this by now: the potential for waifus supersedes any notion of common sense or reason, especially in a Schteel quest.

After all, were you not here for the Trude Route-lock of 2014?

>>44506463
I dropped that quest after about 40 threads, who did we end up route-locking on?

> “What is there to talk about?”

Rotta sighs, rubbing at his chins again as you step onto the large elevator. Big enough for freight, but considering you have a Hutt here, it might be a little undersized. “I suppose I can understand if you don’t want to talk about it. It always stings the most when it’s family that hurts you.”

“Well, thank you, Rotta. It’s nice that you care,” you mutter.

“Yes, yes. But er… well, you needn’t worry about Imperial activities here.” The elevator stops on the second floor of the gallery, where Rotta has made a home for himself and for people that he likes in particular. The five of you move on, with the Droideka Oppressor following behind closely. “Why, I’ve bribed the local garrison, kept Imperial Officers sated with sales of exotic arts and such. And if Lotte is as you say, there is simply no way she’d come around here.”

Misri rubs her stomach, mumbling. “I’m hungry too. Did you make plenty for us?”

“Oh, yes of course, of course,” says Rotta. “My droids are fine chefs.” Rotta pats your arm again, smiling, this time a bit more forced. “You needn’t worry about Lotte coming here to find you.” The five of you arrive at the door to his dining, then his hits the button opening the door.

The door slides open, revealing a group of motley looking thugs inside. At the end of the table was someone you thought you’d never see again in your life. A Twi’lek woman underneath a black mask and black Mandalorian armor. Her Lekku stick out of the helmet and curl right back into her pack. She stands up and draws her blaster. The other thugs and draw their own weapons as well.

You and Kuvasz turn around, to see four more thugs step out around the corners and rooms to box you all in.

And to seal the deal, the Oppressor turns his weapons on you, buzzing loudly.

[1/2]

>>44506519
[2/2]

How could he? You look to Rotta. Pure heartbreak creases across his face. “They arrived before you did. They threatened to kill me and burn the Gallery to the ground! I had no choice!”

The Twi’lek inhales loudly, adjusting a knob on her mask. “Rhys Cykgil.”

You turn around again. “Black Swan.”

> The Black Swan <
> The Mysterious Bounty Hunter of the Core Worlds <

You hold out your arms, smirking. “You’re as beautiful and…” You look her up and down. Certainly as stacked since you last saw her. “Lovely as the day I shot you down.”

“I see you’re still a smartass,” she says. She coughs gently, again adjusting her mask a little. “A little birdy told us of a bounty on your head. Told us we could go to this guy for help.” She points to Rotta, whom guilty looks at the ground in fear. “Cuff them.”

Kuvasz places his hand down on his holster. “You won’t have me without a fight!” The Bounty Hunters immediately point their blasters at him, ready to turn him into a piece of modern art. Nine Bounty Hunters and a Droideka.

> “Stand down. They’ve got us.”
> Draw your own blaster. You’re not going down like this.
> Other

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>>44506495

Fairless. And then Schteel backtracked and Kitten was also unlocked.

And there was much salt and rejoicing.

>>44506537
>> Draw your own blaster. You’re not going down like this.


Because of course Rotta would pull a Lando on us.

Welp, time to act like Han did.

>>44506537
>Other
I know of a ship full of aurodium bars, only thing to stop us is a backstabbing cunt

>>44506537
> “Stand down. They’ve got us.”
> Other

"Do you really need the other two? The bounty's just on me."

>>44506537
>Other
"How about I pay the bounty, plus an extra 15%? Let's negotiate."

>>44506537
>> Draw your own blaster. You’re not going down like this.

Shoot the droideka real quick, then the bitch.

>>44506568
> Draw your own blaster. You’re not going down like this.
Do we have a plasma grenade on us? It looks like a thermal detonator, so everyone with us in this enclosed space would freak the fuck out while it wouldn't actually be that killy. Give us a good distraction.

>>44506537
>> Draw your own blaster. You’re not going down like this.
knew we should have met with Lotte before hand.

and is this the rebel bounty? Lotte's bounty didn't go up yet.

>>44506537
>“Stand down. They’ve got us.”

>>44506568
>Welp, time to act like Han did.
Get schooled by Vader?

>>44506537

>>44506573
>only thing to stop us is a backstabbing cunt
You know that they could just have us lead them to the ingots, and then shoot us so they get both the bars AND the bounty, right?
They're bounty hunters, that's the murderhobo thing to do.

>>44506636
Who would cash in on a Rebel bounty on the Imperial capital?

>>44506653
i was talking about leading them to lottes bars

>>44506673
They could freeze us in carbonite and transport us to a Rebel stronghold like Dantooine or Alderaan.

>>44506649
>Get schooled by Vader?
Hey, that sounds like fun, get choked a few times if we piss him off, but otherwise get to do cool shit.

>>44506706
>lottes bars
She already cashed hers in, at full market price. She doesn't have bars anymore, she has Star Destroyers, battalions of troops, and well-greased Moffs.

>>44506747
they dont know

>>44503923
>http://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/K6ynSiqlnnZ3RuG6sE3

I did not know that such a generator existed.

I'll be stealing this for my own future threads.

>>44506784
It was on the news; Rotta said so.

>>44506815
rotta is a liar

>>44506833
Rotta is probably the most honest Hutt alive today.

Only sold us out for fear of death and loss of art.

>>44506858
>probably the most honest Hutt alive today
your father is probably the most honest nigger alive today

>>44506886

Sorry, can't hear you over how cucked you are :^)

So should we act the same to Rotta like we did to Lotte?

>>44506991
I got the feeling that Rotta was trying to warn us, with how nervous he was acting and him saying multiple times that we were safe from Lotte being here.
If he was trying to warn us and we failed to pick up on it, that's our fault.

>>44506991
Well seeing as Lotte betrayed us of her own volition, and Rotta was going to have all of his shit, including himself dusted.

No.

>>44506991
No. Firstly, Rotta did it because his life is threatened, whilst Lotte did it just for a promotion, Secondly Rotta actually feels bad about it.

>How could he? You look to Rotta. Pure heartbreak creases across his face

Seduce the Black Swan

>>44507051
>>44507052
>>44507086
Lotte also felt bad but the other points are valid, just double checking to see if we are on track.

> Draw your own blaster. You’re not going down like this.

You pull your DC-17 out of the holster and blast the Droideka before it has a chance to activate its shields. The bolt goes right through the photoreceptor, and it collapses in a pile of scrap and circuitry. You crouch down, allowing Kuvasz a free shot on the reacting Bounty Hunters. They all duck down and kick down their chairs and hide behind columns for cover. Not Black Swan though.

She charges Kuvasz, flipping out a pair of vibroblades on her arms, the same ones Clone assassins used to use during the Clone Wars. Kuvasz fires a shot at her, and the shot connects with her chest. But she continues forth, and pounces on him. He grabs the blades with his heavy Mandalorian gauntlets, getting forced out of the dining room into the hallway. “Misri!” You yell to her, taking cover behind a column. “Stay down!” She nods, duck beneath the table in the dining room, waiting for the action to die down. A bounty hunter fires a stun shot at you. But with your quick reflexes you let it soak up against a wall that you hide behind. You and Kuvasz stay out in the hall, with Rotta trying to make himself small to dodge the incoming blaster fire.

Kuvasz and Black Swan continue wrestling with each other, an old man and a crippled Twi’lek. What a match up. He shoves her against a wall, grimacing as he ferociously grabs her neck and slams her head against the wall again. But this allows a free slash on his arm, which finds a gap between the armor plates. He yells in pain, recoiling as he throws Black Swan to the ground. Another bounty hunter, a squirrely looking Trandoshan, tackles Kuvasz and slams him into the wall. The two furiously fight with each other.

[1/3]

>>44507468
[2/3]

Then the Trandoshan’s Wookiee partner gets in on the action. He roars, tackling the two down to the ground and smashing them down. You can’t keep track of that though, you have to think for yourself now. You pull out a plasma grenade from your jacket and get it ready. “Misri! Get out!” She immediately slides out, crawling around towards you and hiding behind you. You toss it inside.

“It’s a grenade!” yells a Bounty Hunter. They all duck down, and a burst of plasma flies out of the room accompanied by specks of food and wood shrapnel. No time to check if they’re all dead. You turn around and aim your DC-17 at the Wookiee, the Trando, and Kuvasz piled up on the ground wrestling with each other. You’re about to get a lock, when you’re blasted back.

The only thing saving you then was your energy shield. You cough, dazed and stunned by the sudden lethality of the shot. At least you’re not hurt but you can’t say the same for the energy shield. A Selkath Bounty Hunter growls, holding a heavy blaster pistol in his hands. Black Swan as well comes by, accompanied by an assassin droid garbed up in robes and wrappings. The Wookiee and the Trando finally manage to restrain a fighting and furious Kuvasz. “Give up,” says Black Swan. “We’re not here to kill you.”

>>44507492
[3/3]

“Could’ve fooled me,” you say as you come to a kneel. “Gotta say Blackie, it’s a real show of respect when you arrive with a whole posse of guys. Shows that you really think highly of me. Too bad I about killed half of them.”

The Selkath grunts. “I’ll juzt eat their bodiez. Wazte not want not.” Black Swan slaps him upside the head, and he growls, frothing at the mouth.

Black Swan turns his heavy blaster pistol’s barrel towards you. You can see the glare beneath the mask’s visor. You probably caught her on a bad day. “Now, Lotte wants you alive. Give up or we kill the old man and the Hutt.” The Assassin droid draws a blaster on Rotta, and he yelps in fright, raising his hands. Misri curiously pokes her head out from behind a column. Black Swan immediately draws her gun on her. “Her too.”

> “I give.”
> “I don’t give.”
> Other

>>44507417
>Lotte also felt bad
She felt bad because we had a perfectly reasonable reaction to getting fucked without lubricant.

All because it didn't go her way, and we didn't want to bend over for -her- precious empire.

She's a self-important, petty, bitch, really. And yes I am bitter she took the haul of a lifetime from us.

>>44507518
oh so the bitch did activate the bounty on us.

>>44507518
>> “I give.”
fuck.

>>44507518
>> Other
Grab a couple of plasma grenades and prime them?

I mean, shit, they want to play hardball then so can we.

>>44507518
>“I give.”

>>44507574
She said she would if we took too long, and we flew around for a week and a half.

>>44507518
> Other

"Can you take me to the rebels instead? They'd probably stab me in the front instead of the back."

>>44507518
>“I don’t give.”
Throw another plasma grenade at Black Swan herself.

>>44507663
But German said we had time.

>>44507774
>>44507574
Technically speaking the Bounty isn't actually active. Lotte simply cut a deal with some Bounty Hunters that knew you personally and basically gave them an exclusive on hunting you down first before anybody else.

She also relayed to them that your best contact in cashing ingots would most likely be Rotta on Coruscant. Technically speaking, Lotte is waiting on you coming to her either willingly or otherwise.

>>44507518
>>44507658
>>44507664
Maybe this? This is a very tense situation

>>44507518
>>44507833
if that's the case.

chaning my vote from this>>44507638
>>44507658
to this. Because fuck them

>>44507833
>Lotte betrayed us twice

Oh, boy, can I shoot her now?

>>44507658
This one

>>44507890
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=Star+Wars%3A+Fortune+Hunter
Technically we were partially at fault this time around but still a bitch.

>>44507945
Bitch expects us to drop everything to come running to her? We work for a fucking living, and that gives her no precedent to tell others about the bounty before it's even valid.

She is so fucking stupid, though, really. What does she think is going to happen if bounty hunters drag us to her? We are gonna be nice, happy and docile and agree with her?

She's so shortsighted it almost physically hurts.

>>44508005
>She's so shortsighted it almost physically hurts.

By which you mean...

>GermanSchteel is so bad at making villains it almost physically hurts

>>44508030
First Schteel quest, so I withhold judgement.

>>44508005
Iirc she did mention hat she had notified them beforehand but we went to coresant anyway.

And she had also mention that she will be there for a limited about of time. She still pisses me off but we were going nder her despite her deserving it.

>>44508073
I was planning on bailing from imperial space entirely.

Or killing her. But killing the shitty waifus never works in quests.

>>44508118
Where would we go that bounty hunters wouldn't follow?
Some backwater world out in the Outer Rim where they're so primitive they don't have spare parts for our ship?

>>44507774
He hinted very heavily throughout the thread that, if we didn't go *in that thread*, it was off. Then he stated at the beginning of this one, quote, "[we] stood Lotte up"

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>>44507518
> “I give.”

God dammit Rotta...but i can't blame him his art gallery is his life and all he has.

>>44508156
Leaving Imperial space would mean less bounty hunters going for the imperial bounty.

You act like we have a chance of getting away from all of this bullshit, rather than making it easier for ourselves.

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>>44507518
> “I give.”
Black Swan's got us by the balls.

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This is what you get for not looking out for #1 kid.

>>44508174
I guess, still don't understand why we didn't go to her in the first place.

>>44508005
>>44508030
Schteel's explanation is that she's a card-carrying member of Team 8wis. She's sharper than a vibroblade but good god does she do some dumb shit sometimes.

>>44508283
She would have taken our money, that's why.

And trusting her when she said she wouldn't is naive and foolish.

And now everyone wants to give up, means we get no money.

>>44508295
>saying someone is smart when there is only evidence to the contrary

adunbelivit

>>44507658
>>44507518
This

>>44508295
Lotte is an Imperial patriot. Everything she does is for the sake of the Empire, even if she has to burn one of her friends to see it done.

> Other

“Okay, okay,” you say. “I give. Let me just grab something out of my jacket.” You pull on your jacket. And with a loud plink, a plasma grenade rolls out and onto the ground. It starts beeping.

“Grenade!” yells Black Swan. All of the Bounty Hunters jump into rooms to duck away. Rotta screams, slithering as fast as he can to the elevator. You grab Misri and Kuvasz off the ground and run past him. He screams in fright as he finally manages to get on. You and Kuvasz hurry and slam the doors shut.

…

Misri blinks, holding onto you for dear life. “Why isn’t it exploding?”

“Because the safety’s on,” you say. You quickly jam the button for the ground floor. Rotta desperately gasps, trying to calm himself down. A very angry Kuvasz draws his good weapon and shoves it in Rotta’s mouth. “Kuvasz!”

“This slug betrayed us!” yells Kuvasz.

Rotta shakes his head, flailing his hands. “They would’ve killed me! They would’ve destroyed me art! I couldn’t say no!” He cries, holding his hands over his eyes. “Please don’t kill me!” Kuvasz slowly withdraws his weapon, shaking his head and walking back. “Rhys, I’m so sorry! I couldn’t say no!”

[1/2]

>>44508309
Our money is on our ship, and Vikker hasn't fucked off yet, he'll go back and probably steal it since we've pissed him off too.

>>44508373
Even making their pilots die in droves in shit ships?

>>44508396
[2/2]

Comfortingly, you set your hands on your Rotta’s shoulder. “Rotta, it’s your time to shine, do we have a way out?”

He nods. “My speeder is parked out back!”

“They’ll be looking for ships matching our class,” says Kuvasz. “And they’ll notify the authorities. The Crusaders’ blockade was one thing, but with an entire Imperial Fleet in orbit, we won’t be able to escape too easily. We’re going to need a place to avoid the heat and stash the ingots. Maybe Vikker can help us.”

You nod, trying to reach him. Static. “Damn it, the signal’s jammed.” Okay. It’s been a couple of hours though, Vikker is probably at the ship already. But, should you really risk running a blockade or just bury the ship deeper into Coruscant until the heat dies down? There are thousands of Barlozs out after all, odds are one of them might look like yours and they’ll get duped.

> Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.
> Get to the ship and run through the Imperial Navy to freedom.
> Forget the ship for now. Hide in the undercity. Bounty Hunters will take forever to find out which ship is yours anyway.
> Other

>>44508417
> Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.

1313

>>44508400
>Our money is on our ship, and Vikker hasn't fucked off yet, he'll go back and probably steal it since we've pissed him off too

And where is that ship? On this planet, correct. And what will the bounty hunters likely do? Loot our ship, correct. And what is Vikker not going to be fast enough to do? Get away, correct!

Remember, if you never have any hope, you will never feel despair.

>>44508417
>Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.

>>44508417
> Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.

>>44508417
>Get to the ship and run through the Imperial Navy to freedom.
If the Imperial Navy gets us, then the Black Swan won't get the bounty. I'm going to bet on her greed winning over her anger, and that she won't alert the Navy.

>>44508417
>Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.
Time to go underground in enemy territory.

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>>44508417
>> Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.

We 1313 now, boys!

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should look into getting plastic surgery

> Get to the ship and bring it into the undercity.

“We barely escaped one blockade, I’m not risking another. We’ll get back to the ship and get it into the undercity.”

Once the elevator reaches ground level, the lot of you quickly run out and speed towards the backdoor. You could hear the Bounty Hunters storming down the stairs after you, apparently having figured out the plasma grenade was a dud. Suddenly, stun bolts were flying past you, whacking the walls and splitting their air with their distinct warbling screech. Kuvasz charges through the wooden security door, allowing the rest of you to storm down into the parking lot, and get into Rotta’s personal speeder. You drop a plasma grenade into the engine block of a parked speeder, then grab the wheel on yours. Kuvasz grabs onto the back, pulling his pistol out and blasting at the Bounty Hunters as they come through the door. They take cover behind columns and rubbish bins, buying you even more time.

You rush out of the area. Behind you, the speeders explode, giving you even more time.

-

-

Vikker sits next to you in the co-pilot’s seat. Misri and Kuvasz stand behind you. Rotta sits off to the side with Lev, R3, and R5. “So. Let me get this straight. Rotta betrayed us, but we’re taking him with us anyway. And not only that, we have bounty hunters on an exclusive with you hunting you down. And it’s likely that the Empire will also try to keep us from leaving Coruscant as well. Is that what’s happening?”

You look over at him. “… when you say it like that, you make me sound stupid.”

[1/3]

>>44509040
[2/3]

“Well…” Misri shrugs. You roll your eyes. “There, just like last time.” You sigh. This was the one place in the Undercity that you knew for sure was a good hiding spot. Why? Because it was Misri’s old home, the Brothel. She smiles happily as you set the Freighter down in the lot. You’re going to have to bribe some local hobos to cover it up with tarps and debris to keep it even more on the downlow. “Don’t worry, Madam Horch is real nice, she’ll accommodate all of you for as long as possible!”

All of you step down the boarding ramp, to see Madam Horch herself accompanied by several of her prostitutes. Togrutas, Twi’leks, humans, Rodians, the works. Madam Horch herself was a blue-skinned Pantoran, wearing the finest thick but figure hugging regalia a Pantoran could afford here in the Undercity. She looks at you with some air of confusion and contempt. “Misri. Last time we saw you, you said you were never coming back.”

Misri grins, crossing her arms. “Guess I spoke too soon. Er. Madam Horch.” She motions to you all. “My friends. Friends, Madam Horch.”

You smile, walking up to her. “Charmed.”

She quirks her brow. “Why are you here?”

“We need a place to stay for the heat to die down,” says Misri. “Can we stay here?”

“Of course,” says Madam Horch. “You are always welcome here. We’ll hide your ship for you underneath some tarps. But your friends will have to stay with you in the garage like usual.”

The garage!?

>>44509056
[3/3]

-

-

Misri jumps onto her bed, and it rocks and bounces as she comes to a relaxed position. Everyone has already made themselves at home. Rotta is panic eating, raiding Misri’s crate of insta-rations. Kuvasz is kicking back on a chair, checking over his blaster pistol. Vikker is leaning on the salvaged wreck of a speeder bike, glaring at you. And the droids are well…

“Hey. Stop that.” Lev tries desperately to break up Sparks and R3, who are apparently coming to blows with one another. “As your superior, I order you to-“ Sparks knocks over Lev. “Ow.”

R5 rolls on over to you. “Sir. How long do you think we will be staying?”

“Not sure,” you say. “Be keep alert.” He nods, rolling back to the ship.

“Isn’t this great?” Misri says. She points to one of her podracing posters. “I knew it was worth it to have this place cleaned up before I left! It’s almost like getting my own room for the first time again!” She pulls up her blanket and wraps it around her shoulders. “So…” She looks around at everyone, and immediately you feel her spirits be sapped of happiness when she sees that not everyone is very happy. “Um. What’s the plan?”

> “To bribe a bulk freighter captain to smuggle us and the ship out.”
> “No plan for now, unless someone has one.”
> “To stash the ingots somewhere safe.”
> Other

>>44509080
>“To stash the ingots somewhere safe.”
We can't keep them on the ship, because if we lose the ship, then we're doubly fucked.

>>44509080
> “To bribe a bulk freighter captain to smuggle us and the ship out.”

>>44509080
>> “No plan for now, unless someone has one.”

Honestly don't want another smuggler. Our ship might be too big a target to not notice.

>>44509218
We are very quickly running out of options to do anything, and Vikker won't stop being a cunt about it.

>>44509080
>Other
Figure out where we can turn these ingots into credits.
They may as well be worthless since we can't buy a goddamn thing with them.

>>44509255
We keep fucking up Vikker's payday, of course he's angry at us.
To him, we're the same as Lotte, since the value of the ingots keeps on going down because there's no one willing to buy at semi-reasonable black market prices anymore.

>>44509255
>>44509335
So what do we do now? We have a bunch of useless rocks with noware to go.

>>44509350
We find a small apartment settle down marry Misri, have a few kids, sent Lottie a "Told you so," letter after alderon is destroyed.

Very slow voting day despite 26 IPs.

Does anyone have an idea on what to do?

>>44509376
>sent Lottie a "Told you so," letter after alderon is destroyed


>not an old post-card from alderaan with the words "For the Empire" on it

Like you don't even psychological warfare.

>>44509475
Well if we're going that far we'll include an old picture of her looking proud to have become an imperial pilot as well.

>>44509080
>>44509306
Supporting this I guess. Or we need to get out i guess.

>>44509306
build an ingot fort

> Other

“We find a place to turn the ingots into credits.” You look over at Vikker. “Vikker, you got a guy that can turn our shares into credits?”

He sighs. “The deal was with me and I gotta pay him a sizeable share of it. If I dump more on him, he’s going to wonder if we have more.” Okay, fair point. “What about Rotta though? I know, I know he betrayed you and all, but he still has people, doesn’t he?”

“Oh, yes, yes!” Rotta drops a bit of insta-rash rash, then picks up a canteen of water and spills it down his throat. He burps loudly as the dehydrated food starts rehydrating in his stomach. “Ooooh!” He tosses the canteen away then slithers over to you. “I do have contacts. I am not lying to you. I know people that can turn the ingots into credits. But… well, it will take a while to actually press them into credits and even then…” He sighs. “They’re not exactly reliable people, it could take weeks, it could take months before you see a single credit!”

You sigh. “That’s something I’m willing to risk. Who are your guys?”

“Well… I have a Senator on Alderaan, likes to build things out of Aurodium. There’s another guy on Lothal, and someone on Kuat as well. If you give me the ingots, I can have them smuggled offworld.” He smiles. “For free of course. Considering er… you know, circumstances.”

> “I’ll take it.”
> “Let’s not risk it for now.”
> Other

>>44509930
>> “I’ll take it.”

Honestly, we have no other choice but it's frustrating that we can't make any money to upgrade our ship.

>>44509930
>> “I’ll take it.”

>>44509930
> “Let’s not risk it for now.”
Eh, it's the only leverage we still have with Lotte.

>>44509930
>> “I’ll take it.”

I wonder if we could get Rotta to get Jabba to give us the darksaber on account of what just happened.

Might as well get in good with the Mandos since the lottocunt is going full darth.

>>44509930
> “I’ll take it.”
Rotta 2nd best Hutt

>>44509984
we have no leverage with her she took most of the stuff and we only too a small fraction of it.

>>44510035
A small fraction that's still enough to buy a squadron of Star Destroyers if she can sell the ingots at market value, which she can.

>>44509930
>> “I’ll take it.”

Consider it an investment. As long as we get good dosh, I'm wiling to wait for it.

In the meantime, anything we can do or contracts to fulfill to get some liquid income?

>>44509970
>>44509981
>>44509992
>>44510000
Shouldn't we at least find out how badly we're going to get gouged?
Like, is it 20% of the market value? 13%? How little are we going to get?

>>44510063
She'll just kill us anyways. if we don't do it we're fucked and Lotte has already tried screwing us over many man times.

>>44510063
she can very well take it from us since it's imperial property.

Also that ship has past since we didn't meet with her first.

>>44510085

Not much of a point.

If we try to shop around too much, we'll get jumped by bounty hunters or they might turn us in themselves.

>How do we fuck Lotto over?

I was wondering, what if we pass some of the loot to the Rebels, along with a message that our superior sent her regards.

Imperial Intel's gonna find out about it. And the fact that the money comes in them ingots is going to instantly identifiable.

>>44510155
We probably did with the Senator from Alderann.

>>44509930
> “I’ll take it.”
One benefit of it being tied up in conversion for a few months is no-one else can zilch the loot from us.

>>44510328
>no-one else can zilch the loot from us
Except the people doing the actual conversion. Of which now there will be at least 3.

>>44510367

Or the planet its on gets nuked.

>>44510155
I like this plan. Hand over a couple of bars, and say it came with a request to focus on a specific system.

> “I’ll take it.”

“I’ll take it,” you say. “Are you sure these people can be trusted though?”

He nods, waving his hands happily. “I tell you, if these people could not be trusted, I would not even offer!” He holds his hands together, looking at you pleadingly. “Let me make this up to you! I will get these ingots cashed! I promise you that much! I’ll hire a smuggler, get these things offworld, and we will keep in constant contact with you.”

“Alright.” You nod. “Fair enough. I’ll trust you.” He smiles happily, then starts slithering away to the ship. “Have R5 and Lev get our shares together, contact me when they’re offworld.” He calls out an affirmative happily. You hope he’s not in over his head. He’s a Hutt, but he’s also way too nice for a Hutt. Maybe if you’re lucky that’ll unnerve anybody that wants to do business with him. It’s always the intense paranoia that gets people.

Vikker stands up. “Right, what do we do then? We don’t have a lot of actual cash on us you realize that right?”

“I’m aware,” you say. “Before we leave Coruscant, I think it’s best if we find a way to make some credits first, maybe even find a way to upgrade the ship too. I can probably get us in contact with Jennis again, bring her over.”

“The Zygerrian?” asks Kuvasz.

“Yes, her.” You sigh, placing your hands on your hips. “She’s currently our most reliable dealer right now. And if she has something we want, it’ll hopefully be at reasonable price. We got to consider the reality of the situation, we’re stuck here and we will be stuck here for a while.” Everyone glances away, nervously, angrily, or otherwise. “Kuvasz. You have any friends here we can talk to about making any money?”

[1/2]

>>44510568
[2/2]

He tilts his head. “What, like Bounty Hunting?” You nod. “Well… not really, no.”

Misri raises her hand. “I-… I have an idea.” You all look at her. “Well, you all know I was a racer, right? Well…” She twiddles her fingers, smirking nervously. “Before Rhys took me in, I was trying to make some really really big money on an underground circuit. Some real illegal racing stuff, you can only find it in the Undercity. No holocams, no refs, no regulations, nothing. But if you win in it, you can win some big money.”

You blink. “It’s podracing, isn’t it?”

She nods. “There’s an underground podracing circuit deeper in the city. I-… I was trying to build a podracer but I couldn’t scrape together the funds. Maybe we could hire ourselves out as pilots.”

Hm. Either bounty hunting or podracing.

> Bounty Hunting, you’re experienced in that.
> Podracing, how hard could it be?
> Other

>>44510599
>> Podracing, how hard could it be?

>>44510599
We bounty hunt pod racers...

Or you just

> Podracing, how hard could it be?

Bounty hunting isn't great when you yourself are a bounty.

>>44510599
>> Bounty Hunting, you’re experienced in that.

>>44510599
> Podracing, how hard could it be?

>>44510599
>Podracing, how hard could it be?

>>44510599
>> Podracing, how hard could it be?

i guess we are that desperate.

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>>44510599
>Podracing, how hard could it be?

>>44510627
>Pod-racing bounty hunter
Pic related?

>>44510599
> Bounty Hunting, you’re experienced in that.

So did we fuck up by standing up Lotte?

>>44510785
She was going to fuck us over anyways

>>44510785
If we had re-joined the empire she probably would have given us a tiny promotion on her way up the ladder. We'd have been her lap dog pilot.

I'm guessing anyway.

>>44510785
a little, maybe.

I would have preferred to be seen sidling up to her again just to make nice while we plot her demise. Being able to move freely would have been good.

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Hey schteel you're sure that new Girls thing won't be planes? F7F tigercat looves you!

>>44510838
we already were her top lap dog.

>>44510915

And to think we would have happily continued working for her well and fruitfully if we weren't screwed over.

>>44511042
i did like the bounty on blowing up rebel ships.

>>44511042

tl;dr: no one betrays /tg/ and gets away with it.

We are dwarven grudgekeepers.

>>44511076
pretty much but it was a huge stash of cash/

>>44511076
>tfw you have a notepad with all the bullshit characters pull so you can call them out on it later

I'm also got a huge beard, am short, and overweight.

Fuck.

Fuuuuuuuuck.

>>44510898
but planes are for boys.

>>44511042
It's her loss. Now we just stay away from the empire and take odd jobs from the Hutts.

>>44511096

I think if there was ANY discussion on splitting the loot we would have been rather agreeable. We could even overlook Lev calling it in if she had just called in to discuss with us how to extract it and how to give us a good commission instead of just calling in the fucking fleet.

>>44511156
Don't forget that Lotte's excuse for screwing Rhys out of the biggest haul ever was "The Empire needs this more than you."

>>44511196
I'm surprised his little force sensitivity didn't go berserk with his righteous fury and have him start levitating a pebble or something.

>>44511108
So are tanks.

>>44511156
We kind of didn't and basically closed on any discussion during the incident.

Even now we are basically rejecting her offers.

> Podracing, how hard could it be?

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The race organizer squints at you and Misri. Vikker and Kuvasz elected to stay outside his office while the negotiations took place. “Hmm…” He was a diminutive Trandoshan, but what he lacked in size he made up for in fat. He scratched at his rough skin, the scent of cigarra leaves filling the office. Behind him through the window you could see the vehicle bay where podracers were set up for maintenance, parking, and modification. “So, I have myself the famous Blind Bandit of the amateur swoop circuits, and I have Rhys Cykgil, an apparently former Imperial Privateer now on the run. You realize there’s a bounty on your head for 50,000 credits from the Rebels, right?”

You squint, staring at him. “You’re not going to try and claim it, are you?”

“On the contrary.” He snaps his claws, grinning with missing teeth and mottled gums. “I have me the two best racers in the galaxy right in my office!” He slams his hands on the desk, causing you two to flinch. “You could make me a lot of money! You two ever podrace?” You both shake your heads. “Well, let me be blunt, it’s not for the faint of heart. Everything you know in Swoop racing?” He whistles dismissvely. “Forget it, done, gonzo. You can kiss the amateurs circuits where you have a whole track set out with little hazards and obstacles goodbye. Here, everything is trying to kill you! Hahaha!” He slaps his belly, looking up at you two. “… I can see you two aren’t impressed.”

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>>44511276
Well, he was pissed,

And it's obvious any offers she makes are going to be so skewed against us that it won't be worth it.

>>44511341
[2/2]

“Look, we just need money. We’re not interested in buying any podracers or being some sponsored advertising on the blue milk cartons,” you explain. “Flat out. Do you have money?”

“I have 20,000 credits for the person who can score within the top three and knock down any of the usual regs down below,” he says. “With a bonus 20,000 again for scoring in first place. Now, it is only a fraction of the winnings, but everything goes to me of course. You are being paid your fair share however.”

“Great,” says Misri. “So when do we start?”

“There’s a race tomorrow, I can have you registered-“ He snaps his claws. “Quick as that. Though there is only one slot left to spare so er, go ahead and decide amongst yourselves.”

> You’ll race. How hard can it be?
> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.
> Other

>>44511362
It doesn't help that the way she acts help her either.

>>44511363
>> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

>>44511363
>> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

40,000 credits.

>>44511363
>Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

>>44511363
> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

>>44511363
>> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

>>44511363
> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

She is pretty good. And that allows us to...cripple the competition. Because the other Podracers will try to sabotage us.

>>44511363
>Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

>>44511363
>> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

Are we being provided a podracer? I hope we get something fast and maneuverable.

>>44511575
Unlike the Boonta Eve Classic, the Coruscant City Classic (the Triple Crown) is very much emphasized on maneuverability in the tight narrow streets and alleyways of the Undercity.

So yes, it's going to be something fast but most importantly maneuverable.

>>44511666
I wonder where Sebulba fucked off to after getting shown up by Anakin all those years ago.

>>44511727
According to the Wook, he was podracing well into the Clone Wars.

> Let Misri race. She’s got experience.

“Misri here will race for me. She’s got the experience and while she may be blind, she’s no slouch behind a stick.” She looks up at you, beaming in pride that you’re letting her race. “Got that?”

He nods, turning on his holocomputer. “I’ll have her registered under an alias to ward off the Bounty Hunters. You’ll be provided one of our spares that we salvaged from an unfortunate that tried to take a turn underneath a Streetsweeper. Let’s just say the streets had a red shine to them for weeks.” Yuck. Misri however doesn’t seem perturbed by it. “Come here, girly.” Misri nods, stepping forward and leaning over the desk for him. “Right, first thing’s first. Nobody is going to know you’re blind. Wear some thick goggles, never take them off. Secondly, you are no longer Misri Beryl or the Blind Bandit. You are now the Mysterious Stranger!”

“The Mysterious Stranger?” you say. That is the most ridiculous nickname you’ve ever heard.

“I love it!” says Misri as she bounces on the desk a little. “D- Do I get like to wear a mask or something!? Can I wear like one of those big long coats and maybe like uh…” She turns to you, and sees that you’re not exactly approving of it. “Oh come on, Rhys! It’ll be fun!” She gently punches your arm, grinning. “Think about it, on a pale gleaming podracer comes in the Mysterious Stranger! What is her name!? Where does she come from!? Nobody knows!”

The organizer smiles proudly. “She loves it.”

“I don’t, but I won’t argue,” you say. “So where’s our podracer?”

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>>44512148
[2/2]

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…

“This hunk of junk!?” Lying on the ground, not hung up by harnesses or anything, was the sorriest looking pile of junk you have ever seen. Even Misri looked absolutely disgusted. Are those Radon-Ulzer 620C Engines? Those things are ancient! And those air scoops look like they’ve been catching all kinds of smog and dust! Where did you pick this thing up!?”

The organizer shrugs. “Some scrapyard on Tatooine. Sebulba himself used it you know!”

“Yeah, but Sebulba’s frakking old!” says Misri. “Ugh, it’s going to take me all night to get this thing into racing shape!”

“Not my problem,” says the organizer. “Take care, the two of you. Be here at…” He checks his watch. “Sunrise. We have our races at night, but we want to go over the route for the day, get some last meals in us.” He grins. “I got plenty of last ones in me, hehe!” He waddles off, trailed by an astromech droid.

Misri sighs. “You can go on and help me fix the race. I gotta work on this,” she says. You nod. Fair enough, might as well scope out the competition. Misri walks over to the podracer, then starts organizing the scrap from the junk. You’ll send R5 and Lev down to help her in just a bit, but right you had to look over at the competition. Unfortunately, podracing being the sport it is, everyone seems to have armed guards watching over their racers. Droids, actual bodyguards, one even has an old B3 Ultra battle droid guarding it. Now that’s security.

You sigh, shoving your hands in your pockets. What to do.

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>>44512176
[3/3]

“Hey. You.” You blink, then turn around to see a man in evil looking red armor. “Rhys Cykgil?”

The hell? You tilt your head. “Who wants to know?”

He steps up to you, and finds that he towers over you completely. Maybe even over Kuvasz too if he were here. Damn it, why did those two get hungry at the worst time. “Tyber Zann sends his regards.” He hands you a holopad. “He wishes to hire your services. Contact him over this holopad then scrap it. We'll be watching.” He turns around, walking away.

… what? “Hey!” you yell. He keeps walking away. “Who are you!?” A trolley carrying crates of fuel and power cells puts him out of sight. And in the next second it passes, he’s gone.

You look down at the holopad. It bears the insignia of the Zann Consortium on it. Damn.

> Contact him immediately. You might as well see what he wants.
> Save it for later. You never know when you might need an employer.
> Scrap it. You’re not working for smalltime like Tyber Zann.
> Other

>>44512199
>> Contact him immediately. You might as well see what he wants.

We've got time, might as well drop a courtesy call but we'll hold off on contracting now.

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>>44511666
>the Triple Crown

So this is a three-race cup? And we're only getting the 40,000 credit purse if we come in first in all three?

>>44512199

We have Anakin's old machine? We can't lose!

> Save it for later. You never know when you might need an employer.

And Zann would be a good contact to hold in the Outer Rim.

>>44512265
It's a single race, it's only called the Triple Crown because there are three Cs in the race name and it sounds cool. You're getting 20,000 if Misri scores in the top 3, 40,000 if she comes in first.

>>44512260
>>44512265
Isn't Zann that underground prick who's playing both sides of the war and is all-around an asshole? Why would he contact us after we ratted out his man back at that Imperial gala?

>>44512199
> Contact him immediately. You might as well see what he wants.
Well he did do us the courtesy of not shooting us after getting his agent nixxed. We don't have to agree to anything, but we may as well hear him out. That and simply knowing what he wants can give us a potential heads up on happenings in the neighborhood.

>>44512265
Damn. She should have sided with her master. She looks great in that suit.

>>44512199
> Contact him immediately. You might as well see what he wants.

>>44512330

He can look past it because he probably picked up somewhere we have a fuckton of aurodium that's now getting fenced and wants in.

>>44512405
More likely he found out we've fallen out of the Empire's good graces and is looking to pounce on us as an asset, since neither the Rebels nor the Empire want us.

>>44512199
>Save it for later. You never know when you might need an employer.

>>44512199
>Save it for later. You never know when you might need an employer.

>>44512343
>>44512398
Don't forget the kind of asshole he is.
If we take a job for Zann, we're his. And if we ever refuse him afterwards or go against him, he'll send assassins after us.
None of this bounty stuff, where the Empire and the Rebels are keeping things semi-civilized.

>>44512199
>> Contact him immediately. You might as well see what he wants.

>>44512531
Then we'll refuse him after this call.

>>44512531
Oh, I agree completely. My point was just to hear him out as a courtesy, and possibly use the knowledge from whatever he asks us for to our own advantage.

>>44512531
This. There is no such thing as a "one-off job" for the Zann Cartel, and 9/10 times, they are dealing in some shady shit.

> Contact him immediately. You might as well see what he wants.

You step around to a more secluded area behind some crates and lockers. You turn on the holopad, and out of it comes a floating image of the Zann Consortium sigil. “Rhys Cykgil. You contacted me immediately, that’s actually a surprise.” The voice that comes over is distorted, ostensibly to hide his identity. Smart you suppose. Nobody has ever actually seen Tyber Zann. Rumor is he doesn’t even exist. Other rumors are that he’s actually a droid. But right now, you’re talking with the real deal. “You must be desperate.”

“Not desperate, curious.” You look back and around the bay to make sure no one is listening in. “What do you want, Tyber? You’re smalltime, you can’t afford me. You especially shouldn’t be wanting to afford me after I nixed your scheme to get those Missile Boat schematics.”

“Actually, you also nixed my chance at securing the RAS Bailiff treasure.” You stare at the screen. Oh. “Those Commando droids? They were mine. And you just let the Empire step right over you and take all the treasure to buy some lousy Star Destroyers and TIE Fighters. You know, defending everything is no way to defend anything. It’s wasted cash all around. I should know, you and me happen to be Imperial Academy alumni.”

You sigh. Great, you and the smalltime wannabe have something in common. “What do you want, Tyber?”

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>>44513020
[2/3]

“I’m willing to forgive you of your crimes, I consider myself a patient man. You are just working for money. Everyone has their price after all.” Damn he sounds so smug when he says that. You can just imagine him as some fat bastard on the other end of a holocomputer, munching on cookies, balding in the head, yelling at his mother to get him more gizka to eat. Disgusting. “The Bailiff treasure? Replaceable, there’s cash to be made anywhere else. The Missile Boat? I can just buy some for the price of bribing a few guards to let my pilots steal the prototypes under the Empire’s nose. But there is something I want that credits can’t buy. Tell me, Rhys, how good is your history?”

“Good,” you state. “Get to the point.”

“All business, I like that. You see, before the Clone Wars, the Republic built a Fleet.” Oh, for the love of… he’s not really thinking of it is he? “Advanced for its time, a huge force of Dreadnaught heavy cruisers, disappearing into the void of space never to be seen again. Anyone who finds the Fleet however in this day and age, could become a major player in the Galaxy. The Rebels already have people looking for it, the Empire has people looking for it too. I want someone looking for it as well.”

He can’t be serious. “Tyber. The Katana Fleet is a myth. There’s no huge fleet of ships lying around in space somewhere. All of it has probably crashed into somewhere and we’re just making the boneheaded decision to think it’s still floating out there for people to use. And even if it did exist and even if I knew where to find it, why would I give it to you?”

“Like I said, every man has his price. I’m told you’re good at finding things. And I’m also told you’re sitting on a few dozen ingots of Aurodium. What if I were to tell you that I could cash all of those ingots for you, at market value? One million each?”

“I’d tell you you’re a frakking Jedi and turn you over to the authorities,” you state. “No one has that much cash.”

>>44513044
I loved that book series.

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>>44513044
[3/3]

“You underestimate the scale of my operations. The Zann Consortium has men everywhere. I have at any time on a planet as many as five of my elite Defilers watching you from a distance. Right now, you have one watching you from behind a podracer, another has replaced the security camera guard, one is disguised as a mechanic, and another pair are watching you from afar by speeder.” Wow. Real frakking intimidating. “We are far reaching. I will cash the ingots for you after you find the Fleet. And to get you started, 100,000 credits, that is if you want to take the job.”

“And if I don’t?” you ask.

“Then I let you keep running from the Empire and the Rebel Alliance, and eventually the Hutt Cartels, the Black Sun, you don’t have a way of making many friends. Consider what I’ve said. I’ll have a Defiler upload my details to your holopad later.” The holopad shuts off. You drop it down and smash it to the ground. Cashing all of your ingots in one go? At full price? What a bunch of nonsense. And that’s not even getting into thinking the Katana Fleet exists! What a load of…

You sigh. Then again, 100,000 credits just for taking a job. And for somebody as smalltime as Tyber? You look around.

Hm. You can’t see anyone actively watching you.

Bah, you need a drink.

>>44513090
That's it for tonight's chapter of Star Wars: Fortune Hunter Quest. Tomorrow will be another entry in the continuing adventures of Magical Girl Liberty followed by Town Adventurer Quest on Sunday. Hope you all enjoyed, thanks for playing.

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>Katana fleet

Aaaaaaaaa.

I just hope we don't run afoul of Thawn.

We should just sign on as part of Karrde's gang.

>>44513138
We are really desperat right now because i find this almost tempting.

Also what upgrades did Misri do over the week and the half.

Also I'm assuming we missed the deadline with Loitte now?

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Katana_fleet
So Tyber Zann wants to find this ghost fleet of Clone War-era Republic ships to establish his base of power. First the aurodium haul, now this.

>>44513138
Thanks for running bossschteel-tan.

>>44513138
Thanks for running, boss.

>>44513205

I say we find it, give some to the mandos and then hand over the rest to the Rebels.

Maybe grab one for ourselves.

>>44513205
She's been trying to fix R3's targeting programming, and so far she hasn't succeeded due to lack of circuitry which she probably pick up or steal from other podracers later.

Other than that, there hasn't been any new modifications to anything. Rhys hasn't called for it and Misri is reluctant to touch anything she isn't supposed to. Though occasionally when Rhys is asleep, she gets into the cockpit of the R-22 and pretends she's flying in a dogfight.

The Bounty Hunters at this point have most likely contacted Lotte that you have escaped. So not only is the deadline no longer a thing, but Lotte is probably on her way to arrest you personally.

>>44513138
Should I put the 80 ingots on the pastebin or did we give them to Rotta already?

>>44513333
Yo, I'm just saying, man, if I see her, I'm going to stuff a plasma detonator down her throat.

Also

>Misri in the fighter: HNNNNNNNG

>>44513341
Between threads, Rhys will contact Rotta to smuggle the ingots offworld, but to stash them somewhere safe offworld as you can consider the option of working with Tyber.

>>44513333
I don't know whether to be angry at anons for not going to meet her or just at her for thinking she has any right to arrest us.

What did she expect exactly?

>>44513333

Daughteru hnngh.

Die lotto die. We're getting the fuck off this planet and away from you.

>>44513373
Did she finish the shield generator and the capital grade armor?

>>44513408
For you to come meet her or for the Bounty Hunters to have actually retrieved you and brought her to you on the offchance that you decided to skip out on her.

It's a premium posse of Bounty Hunters too. They're B-list yes but they're good at their jobs. Lotte is probably more pissed that the people she paid for somehow let you get away.

>>44513477
She did actually, yes.

>>44513478
>inb4 karma dictates that Lotte dies in a TIE model

>>44513478
Why does she bother taking us in or not?

and how many bounty hunters did we kill of the ones pursuing us?

Also was the black swan one of Rhys former lovers?

>>44513478
I thought they were paid for getting the target not beforehand?

http://pastebin.com/D2BXs1Ft

Also updated the pastbin which was only a little due to grenades used and upgrading the ship.

>>44513478
Are we going to get a chance to lay out, in detail, how Lotte keeps on screwing things up and that she only got her current position because of political connects and because we led her to the treasure, not because she's actually a good leader?

I know that anons will likely blow the chance to really hit her where it hurts in favor of sperging out, but will we at least get the chance?

>>44513613
1. She feels personally responsible for your fall from grace with the Empire, and genuinely wants to see you return to the Imperial Military where you can serve with distinction. She's not going about it in the best way, but her intentions are mostly for your sake.

2. Four. Well, three technically, one of them was a droid.

3. Black Swan and Rhys' history goes back to Rhys' smuggling days. Rhys was transporting a valuable artifact from Dantooine to Muunilinst. Rhys and Black Swan actually met over a few drinks in a rest station on the hyperspace lane, traded some stories, ended up sleeping with each other, the whole nine yards.

Then it turns out Rhys was transporting the artifact Black Swan is after. When Rhys left, Black Swan followed along with her crew of pilots flying old N-1 fighters and her personal ship, a J-Type Diplomatic barge converted into a fighter carrier. She attacked and tried to claim it for herself.

Rhys being Rhys proceeded to slaughter them all. She left Black Swan floating in her crippled N-1, which is why she wears the mask today.

>>44513802
They're getting the privilege of hunting Rhys exclusively before anyone else. She hasn't paid them yet but she will when they actually catch you.

>>44513817
If you actually go and talk to her, yes.

>>44513836
>but her intentions are mostly for your sake.

She knows literally nothing about what Rhys wants.

And she hasn't tried to figure out what he does want. She keeps on projecting her desires as what is best for us, or what she thinks Rhys wants.

>>44513836
>J-Type Diplomatic barge
And how many of these bounty hunters did Lotte give first dibs?

But Ryhs was using a T.I.E. Scout? How did they manage to do it in that tiny thing, hell how did she not notice the cargo sooner since it's so cramp in there?

and Rhys beat a bunch of N-1 fighters in a T.i.e scout?

>>44513930
Rhys is probably the single best pilot barring Vader/Skywalker shenanigans in the galaxy.

Probably as good, if not better than Han.

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>>44513921
1. That'll be something to tell her when you come face to face with her again.

>>44513930
2. Just the nine or so that you encountered. Rhys actually to a certain extent knows some of them, which is why Lotte contacted them personally.

3. He's a damn good pilot. >>44513964

I still regret us not using the connections at Kuat before we had the bounty on our head. So many interesting ships, so many upgrades.

>>44513993
but people wanted to do the treasure now instead of finishing the bounty and dark saber.

>>44513977
Well why is black swan blaming him? I mean I imagine Rhys gave her fair warning.

>>44514099
Rhys was pounced on by Black Swan, he didn't actually give her any warnings. Plus, who exactly would believe that a TIE Scout would win against four N-1 Starfighters and a J-Type Barge and win? Black Swan thought she had it handled.

Blackie is more mad that Rhys left her for dead.

>>44514144
And not like the rest of her crew which was also dead?

She thought she had it handled and it backfired on her. I mean didn't she properly listen to his stories?

>>44514144
>left her for dead.

Left her alive, more like.

He could very easily have turned around and spaced her. But he left her adrift, with a chance of survival.

>>44513977
Again, if she's coming to arrest us won't that mess with the order of the fleet over corscant?

>>44514171
To be fair to Black Swan, talking to Rhys she actually had him pegged as an idiot, a charming idiot but an idiot no less. Are you seriously going to think that a guy who got expelled from Flight School and makes boisterous claims about his supposed exploits in flight while now stuck doing menial work flying around in a TIE Scout and getting drunk is going to wreck her?

As for the rest of the crew, Black Swan is also pretty mad about that.

>>44514171
>>44514174
He left her drifting in space in a damaged barge likely leaking air and shredded engines.

The Russian Navy set a group of pirates adrift in open sea on a raft with no motor, no rations, and no navigational tools, instead of executing them; no one called that a mercy.

>>44514254
>comparing Star Wars, and, more importantly, advanced on-board ship distress beacons to real-life pirates on a shitty raft with absolutely nothing. And thinking it's a fair comparison

Really now?

>>44514279
Well to be fair, Black Swan didn't need to wear an uncomfortable life support mask before the encounter.

She's still as lovely, curvy, and stacked as the day they met though.

>>44514243
true but she would have killed him as well with that stunt so she can't judge.

But I think i'm bias towards Ryhs on this point.

>>44514254
Fair enough

>>44514322
Still breathing. Even if with a facially mounted iron-lung.

We should show her she's still just as pretty in our eyes

>>44514355
She's not going to fall for that again, anon.

>>44514416
How did she fall the first time? I mean Rhys wasn't lying when they talked and probably Rhys does think that.

>>44514450
Like I said, Rhys came across as a very charming idiot. Black Swan just decided to oblige him that particular night.

>>44514471
So on a whim?

So i'm guessing Lotte's pissed for being stood up? Though is she wondering why Rhys did it?

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>>44514506
1. Basically.

2. Lotte knows exactly why you might've stood her up, and that's because you're carrying a lot of Aurodium that needs to be cashed, and your only real contact that can get that done is Rotta. Hence why you're in this situation in the first place.

>>44514534
>those lightsabers

fuck.

>>44514534
and she has no awareness about we went to cash it in the first place does she?

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>>44514568
1. The best.

>>44514577
2. She knows perfectly well that the ingots are basically useless to you if you can't put them into credits. It's why she suspected you wouldn't even show up to meet her in the first place. That and because she also knows that she's not your most favorite girl in the world.

>>44514613
>Leia

>still would

>>44514613
All of them using lightsabers....The hell? I thought you needed to be skilled at least with a virboblade to use those.

And isn''t she aware she's making it worse by sicking bounty hunters on him? By releasing the bounty early?

>>44514634
Despite what Schteel will tell you, Lotte is a fucking idiot, and only does anything of import because of fiat.

>>44514627
1. So would Rhys. Lotte though herself was a rival Princess to Leia before being disowned by the House Ulgo for her Imperial allegience.

>>44514634
2. It's the new Star Wars comic. And technically TFA also proved that normies can use lightsabers with some difficulty.

3. She's taking a very proactive approach in terms of getting you back into the fold by any means necessary.

>>44514700
Worst case scenario for Lotte is actually getting what she wants.

A confrontation with Rhys at this point would likely cause her to drop 30 SAN. Or even worse, he relents and joins her, only to fuck her over at every possible turn. Or he kills her.

Sad she cannot into thinking ahead.

>>44514778
Rhys always was the big thinker in Flight School.

>>44514700
>TFA

That aspect was kind of dumb in that regard but at least it showed, still kind of called BS on normies who never held a sword before

So Lotte was giving us a choice but not really giving us a choice? I'm trying to comprehend what is going on in her head and it hurts. She knows Rhys's actions and reactions to things yet does the opposite or productive way.

>>44514861
>this is a very disconcerting thought

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>>44514861
So what's Lotte's face going to be when this happens?

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>>44514933

>>44514912
As close as you and Lotte were at Flight School, she still thinks that same person you were at Flight School is somewhere still in there, trying to guide you back towards the fold into the Imperial ranks, by force if necessary. She refuses to believe that things change after several years.

>>44514933
Don't bully the Lotte.

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>>44515020
>Don't bully the Lotte.
I'll show you bullying. I'll strangle her with a wheel of under-ripe cheese!

>>44515050
Lotte is not for bullying.

Hatefucking maybe, but not bullying.

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>>44515020
I can't help myself it's too fun

>>44515020
And will the same person back in flight school will like being put on a bounty, and being chased by the Empire and losing a shit ton of money by his best friend?

Rhys didn't really believe in the Empire is great BS, he just wanted to fly starships. So For Lotte just why?

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my one true love

>>44515106
Sorry, I don't stick my dick in stupid.

I'd be afraid for the babies.

Better to cultivate stronk force sensitivity babbies with Misri.

Hmm.

>>44515106
Can we bully Misri?

>>44515106
with a gag, and tied to a tree in Kasshik

>>44515132
Use the glove anon.