Shayla nodded. "No arguements here." she said, "Do you know, they tried to strip the last of their own of his power because they didn't like him?" she asked, "I have a crystal collection in my room. One from the lightsaber of every jedi I ever killed. I have a lot more than twelve."

Diseh walked into the cockpit unexpectedly. "I have now reminders of my many kills of jedi over the years. Not only have I killed jedi, but many other things." Diseh sat down.

The navigation comp came on. "Approching Nar Shaddaa AirSpace.

"Get the codes ready Shayla. They should be in the computers. The Ebon Hawk has been here before."

I've just realised a problem. 50 years after the Jedi Civil War is 3, 000 years or so before Clone Troopers. Just wanted to point that out, Kryten2x4b.

The bustle of the Burning Wampa reverberated from a mile arounnd. The loud roars of laughter and celebration, the tinkling of glasses and the shouts of fighters all competed with eachother for the listener's ear.

Xarka opened the door, and stepped in. The lights were dimmed, as with all cantinas, throwing dark shadows around the edge of the room. Perfect for listening in to other people's conversations without being detected.

He ordered an Altorian Milk-ale and found a suitably dark corner seat to relax and spy in.

After a while, he heard a useful conversation...

"Yeah, the boss took Raxus for himself. Greedy Hutt..."

"Shuddup, M'ln!" his comrade glared, "You know that he don't like people bad mounthin' him!"

"He can't hear us, not here!"

"Yeah, but someone else can!"

Xarka glanced around, and saw that the two bounty hunters were staring angrily at him. The lights had been turned on while he was listening. The soldiers of fortune had spotted him at his seat while the rest of the cantina was preparing for the rhyll spice rave. The tall figure, the alien who had bad-mouthed the Hutt, was a Feeorin, green-skinned and holding a serrated vibro-machette. The other was a short human female, with an arm missing.

The Feeorin grinned darkly and laughed,

"This is the Falleen "prince" that the boss wants, eh Whenna?"

"Certainly is, M'ln!"

"We've got some luck tonight!"

The Feeorin M'ln raised his vibro-machette at Xarka, and the human Whenna reached into her cloak and targeted Xarka's forehead with a blaster.

Xarka gulped. This was a hard situation to get out of, even for a Falleen. Then he realised that the human was female...

He focused his mind, and released an enchanting perfume from his pores. It was a pheromone that could attract any member of the opposite gender. The woman lowered her gun and began to lessen her gaze. Her colleague saw her and yelled,

"Whenna, he's using his Falleen magic on you!"

Whenna recovered from her trance and raised her gun. Xarka kept his hands raised and edged towards the door. It opened, and another figure stepped into the bar. The figure muttered in a low voice,

"Back off, underlings,"

Xarka sighed in relief, but his subconcious was screaming at him to beware. As if confirming his thoughts, the figure continued,

"He's my kill."

The figure revealed himself to be a human bounty hunter, draped in assasin's clothes and handling a large blaster rifle. Xarka breathed in, and ran for his life out of the cantina. He was ruthless, but half of ruthlessness is cowardice. His would-be killers pursued him, rattling off shots at him down the dark alleyways of Nar Shadda.

He turned a corner, and almost crashed into the party that was walking through the street. The lead man was wearing a long black cape, and his eyes glinted red. A pale-skinned with haunting green eyes stood by him. A third figure, a Mandalorian in full armour was with them. Together, they were the oddest collection that Xarka had ever seen.

The pursuers had caught up with him. They caught a glimpse of the Mandalorian, and fear crept into their eyes...

Was okay? It wasn't god-moding was it?

((You were describing us right? It took me a couple of times to read it. I've been working late, and schools has been sucking.))

It's OK, I can wait until the point where you reach Nar Shadda.

If not, then...

The Mandalorian was talking in a gruff voice to the bounty hunters. They were getting more and more terrified by the moment. Xarka got the courage to speak to the armoured man.

"It's okay, sir," he stuttered, "this has nothing to do with you"

The male human bounty hunter brought himself out of his trance as well.

"'Ere, Mandalorian," he growled, "you ain't gonna collect Kooramarr's bounty on the Falleen!"

A thought crossed Xarka's mind. Kooramarr the Hutt wanted him dead? Sure, he was a Hutt, but he wasn't reknowned for a criminal takeover...

"Yeah," the female, who was less easily intimidated than her Feeorin colleauge, "we found him first! Fair game!"

The bounty hunters took out their weapons and levelled them at the four people stood there in the street.

Xarka sighed and pulled out his rail-gun. He was going to die, so he might as well take one of the bounty hunters with him.

I made a new icon for this RP! It's in my sig!

"Well, Raziel," Xarka laughed, "Kooramarr the Hutt is going to be your enemy when he hears that you helped kill his henchmen!"

He glanced at the two other figures, who had been watching the fight.

"Who's the chick and the hooded guy?"

Yea school!!! Not! I had schoold, and I wish I didn't so sry about the delay.

Diseh just stod there watching every event unfold. "I don't think that Kooramarr is a main problem." Diseh studied the Xarka. "I'm Diseh, more or less the hooded guy."

Diseh walked over to the bodies and rumbled through the pockets. "Only a few credits." Diseh Just put them back. He also found a datapad. He scaned through the bounties, until he reached some intresting ones.

"Shayla, looks like you have a price still on your head, dead or alive." He scrolled, and then laughed. "Raziel, your wanted out of the Bounty Hunting game, alive only. Must be becuase your so good, and that's not good for Kooramarr." He saw Xarka's bounty. Diseh then reached his bounty. "Hmm, thats alot of credits, and alive only."

Awsome icon for the RP, you are awsome, at making stuff like that.

Shayla laughed. "Xarka, huh?" she scanned her memory. "I remember the bounty on you. Live return only. I don't do those. It turns nasty far too often for those involved. Give me a clean kill any day." she smiled. "I'm Shayla Jace, whom I guess you could call the chick. I openly hate Hutts in general. Jooba in particular, but Kooramar and I have butted heads before."
She turned to Diseh. "No surprise there." she said, "Unless it's Jooba's bounty. I'm surprised he'd take me dead. He always said before he wanted the satisfaction of making me his slave girl."

Shayla grinned. "Sounds good to me." she said to Diseh. She winked at Xarka. "A bounty hunter would have to be very stupid to go after me here." she informed him, "Because most likely they'd have no chance against me anyway, and I have more allies on Nar Shadaa than anyone can imagine." she grinned at the creature. "Since you're with me, if they go after you, I join the fight. So, the same protection goes for you, too."

Name:Unknow,goes by,The Wanderer
Race:Mandalorian
Profession:Vetern Bounty Hunter/Pro
Age:32
Faction: Nuetral,whichever pays the most
Apperence:Apears in Silver Mandalorian armor with blood stains on it
BackGround:Unknown/Aways has been a weery wanderer
Weapon:Blaster rifle,Flamethrower,Misslelauncher,Thermal-Detinator,and Posion-darts.
Talents:Silent,but deadly is his speacialty.

P.s.Ill be his bounty hunter if you dont kill me lol

I don't know. Ask DisehMoh, he's the owner of the RP. Personally, I'm not sure if it would work with two Mandalorians, but that's just my opinion.

Didnt see the other mandolorian maybe ill change my race i dont know

I'll talk to you in the Pm's right now, but since your also new I would like to see how you RP. Qos was a new person, and she turned out to be a fine Rper, so I would like to see how you write, your Rp. I would like to see a decent size post. This would be a great decent start size, but more is awsome.

Shayla was still smiling, but not for the reason Xarka presumably thought. I can't believe that Falleen fell for it she thought, I gave myself an immunity to Falleen scent a long time ago. Of course, Jedi training helps a large amount.
"Don't worry about it." Shayla said, "Mandys aren't so rare around here as one might think, no one will bug me, and Diseh here isn't a jedi."
Which isn't even a lie she told herself, He's a sith. There's a large difference.