Re: Onderon Planet
Starr and Naem: (still wait)
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Starr and Naem: (still wait)
(ten elite soldiers walk into the room where starr and naem are)
logan: (walks out of the elevator)
smith: (follows)
logan: gentlemen... and lady... let's do this.
Starr: Ready when you are.
logan: (walks down the landing ramp)
smith: (makes a motion)
(the elite's weapons power up)
(Naem and Starr follow Logan)
logan: direction?
smith: five miles north.
logan: (begins walking)
Naem and Starr: (still follow)
(five miles later)
(they can see a group of thugs up ahead)
logan: okay... comlinks off; check your weapons. (continues walking)
Naem: (takes the two lightsabers off his belt)
logan: (whispers) put them away you idiot!
Naem: (growls)
You have your business, I have mine.
(disappears)
logan: (looks at starr)
strike one.
(keeps walking)
Prince, Where did you get your avatar?
Starr: (smiles)
Wait till he comes back.
logan: (keeps walking)
smith: he wasn't talking about him.
logan: (approaches a twilek)
how are you francis?
francis: good mr. west. how are you?
logan: not too bad. so, what we got?
francis: two dozen, give or take. all thugs and small businessmen. and they don't speak basic, nor do they understand it. they're all from beyond the outer rim. so i'll be the interpreter, with your permission, of course...
logan: wouldn't have it any other way.
Starr: (huffs)
(thug leader speaks unintelligible language)
francis: couple more things. one: these guys are scared shitless. two: at least ten of these guys have repeaters.
logan: (loudly) i'm wondering... who's idea it was to come to a business meeting... with automatic weapons...
francis: (translates)
logan: because what normally happens- in this society! ... it don't add inches to ya dick, if yall even got one. you get a life sentence, amongst other things...
francis: (continues translating)
Starr: (waits)
i will close thease topics, and eventualy move them to fan fic, if anyone would like to continue it let me no
thug boss: (speaks unknown language)
thug: (puts down 20 large weapon cases)
thug boss: (shouts in unknown language)
francis: he says he wants his money.
logan: he'll get his money when my guys inspect these cases for faulty weapons or ammo.