Hoth: Blood and Ice

"Nothing else is relevant," she replies. "Do you know whether the Imperial capital ship was destroyed as the Republic ship was?"

"It's not a bounty," she clarifies, before falling into silence for a few moments. "You make good points. Perhaps some time is needed."

"Which is why we should attack now, before they realize we are here." She motions to the people scurrying about, making repairs. "This is wasting time."

"Now, we murder them," Four clarifies. "If we are lucky, there will be speeders or other ground transportation in this base. If we are unlucky... walking."

"Nakta likes to say, 'K'wanna uk-ala cheena everee oaee.' It means, 'five impossible things happen every day.'" There was a faint snort inside her helmet. "The Jedi on my ship believed the pirates were ready to talk. Now, we are here. I don't want to have to cut my Rodian out of a pack of Republic s...

"Not a bounty, just someone that needs to die." She shrugs her shoulders. "Beezlediz. Stole a lot of credits, stole Nakta's ship, blew it up to kill the rest of my pack. Word is, now he is with the pirates on this planet."

Four positions herself with her back to the wall, allowing her to talk while still keeping an eye on everyone frantically moving around the large room. "I work for Nakta the Hutt. I am hunting a Rodian. If you encounter one, it would be in the best interest of the Republic to inform me." A glance ba...

"Ree-var Four." She looks at the rifle, then back to the woman. "Nobody knows what is happening. If you fire that weapon, everyone will kill everyone else out of confusion."

There was a pause. "I only wanted to know whether it was going to happen so I could step outside first."

An armored Gank caught sight of the woman with the readied weapon and moved toward her position, her pace even but deliberate.

"Are you intending to open fire?" She asks as she draws near, her voice raspy through her helmet's modulator.

Four followed Galen outside, vibroblade in hand. "No hostile contacts on scanners," she noted after a moment.

I've seen your ship!

Happy to make a beeline for the weird crystal ship if there's room.

Four nods at the suggestion. "I am leaving now."

She does just that, heading toward the bay door that led to the mess hall.

/exit

"Gank are pack hunters. We are accustomed to working alongside others." Her shoulders move in a shrug. "Someone else for them to shoot at."

"My pack works - worked - for Nakta the Hutt. I am not allowed to enter into other contracts." She pauses, as if debating something. "However, I enjoy killing people, and there are no restrictions in my contract on uncompensated murder."

Four nods at the assumption. "Yes. Against everyone ." She motions to Baesel's robes. "They had to invent combat druids and lightsabers to stop us. It was a good war." Her attention turns back to Zeno. "There is no shame in not being taught that history. The Republic likes to pretend it did not happ...

Four makes a sound that might have been a snort. It was hard to tell through the helmet. "Gank do not get taken into custody. The Republic should have learned that during the Massacres."

She glances down at the holo-table. "The game was difficult but strategic. No complaints."

Four trade empire begins to collapse as her trade routes fall one by one. "The negotiations are irrelevant because the Republic is irrelevant. Republic in charge, Empire in charge; it doesn't matter. Either way the Hutts make money and pull the strings." Standing up, she waves her hand over the holo...

Four just doubles down on offense and tosses all pretense of defense aside. "The negotiations are irrelevant."

"Rodian named Beezlediz. Word is that he has fallen in with the White Maw group." Four started to expand her Empire into Zeno's territory. "Not that it will change things for him."

"It's not bounty hunting," Four clarifies with annoyance. "A Rodian stole something from Nakta the Hutt, so Nakta sent my pack to kill him. It's an assassination."

Four remained focused on the game. "They have not sent anyone to detain me. Either they do not object to my presence, or they are fond of their security personnel." She took the opportunity to scan the small crowd around them, both metaphorically and literally. "It is possible they have been bribed....

"Brass is a weak metal," she points out. ""I do not care for its opinion."

Gradually she began to expand her power base, creating a burgeoning trade network of shipping routes revolving around Kessel.

Four plays more cautiously this time, with a focus on securing Kessel and its surrounding systems. "Only reason a Gank goes anywhere. Need to find someone and kill them. If the pirates try to stop me, then I'll kill them, too."

Four grumpily sits back down for another game. "I'm not here for the mission," she replies, her annoyance clear despite interference from her helmet. "I just needed a ship to Hoth. This was the only one going."

She flexes her fingers in anticipation.

Four glares down at the board and it's final score in frustration. Then, she slams her fist into the table, cracking the transparent top and causing all the holo-images to go fuzzy. She stands as the machine starts to send out sparks. "You have won this game," she growls through her helmet, her gaze...