Ziost - Crown of the Sith Empire

The Wyrm was in a booth in armor.

Dapper Dog wrote:

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The Wyrm was in a booth in armor.

“Mr. Wyrm!”
Jan approaches and shoots him some finger guns.

“Love the armour, big fan. I’m here about that meeting....”

“Bout damn time. I only need to know what you have to sell and for how much,” the mercenary said dryly, though the voice was digitized through the mask.

Dapper Dog wrote:
“Bout damn time. I only need to know what you have to sell and for how much,” the mercenary said dryly, though the voice was digitized through the mask.

“Sorry dear! You know how it is, dark council this, terrorist attack that.”
Shrugging mightily

“But this girl makes time for her friends and if you want to buy from me then we’re friends!”

Fion tosses a small device into the table and it starts projecting a range of Czerka brand weaponry while Jan smiles over it, vaguely predatory.

“What can I do for you? Flame caster? Disiruptor?”
Leaning through the hologram
“Something more exotic?”

“Blaster rifles, disruptors, explosives would be quite useful,” the mercenary said.

“I don’t bargain, I want twenty thousand credits worth of small arms and explosives for this first shipment.”

Dapper Dog wrote:
“Blaster rifles, disruptors, explosives would be quite useful,” the mercenary said.

“I don’t bargain, I want twenty thousand credits worth of small arms and explosives for this first shipment.”

Her smile creeps a little wider

"Oh I see......anti-personnel or anti-vehicles explosives? Both? handheld or.....propelled?"
She practically licks her lips

"And of course if my little...armoury is suitable, how many shipments?"

The merc raised a hand and said, "Anti-personnel for now, thermal detotanors would be useful for the jobs I have in mind."

Dapper Dog wrote:The merc raised a hand and said, "Anti-personnel for now, thermal detotanors would be useful for the jobs I have in mind."

"Those aren't cheap or legal...but I'll see what we can do for you at Czerka."
Poking the table lightly

"Payment will be in non-traceable credits, none of the equipment will technically have come from my people."

“Good, deliver it to the three locations on this data chit,” the mercenary replied.

Dapper Dog wrote:“Good, deliver it to the three locations on this data chit,” the mercenary replied.

She swipes the chit up between her long fingers turning it over with feigned interest.

"And payment? Half now, half on delivery?"

"Of course," the voice replied sternly.

Dapper Dog wrote:"Of course," the voice replied sternly.

“Oh you wouldn’t believe the things people try, Mr Wyrm.”

Extending a long hand.

“But it certainly sounds like a deal.”

The Wyrm accepted the gesture and then said, "See it done."

Dapper Dog wrote:
The Wyrm accepted the gesture and then said, "See it done."

She lines up a friendly finger gun and pews the mercenary before leaving, flanked by her people. What could possibly go wrong?

((/scene? thanks Dapper! ))