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Post by Arya Vexa on Mar 16, 2011 20:51:08 GMT -5
*Arya laughs.*
Dude... I've got a look for everything... so... what's this idea?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2011 20:54:23 GMT -5
"Watch this." He whispers. "Go get it, I'll start setting things up."
Then he yells out, "Alright fine! We admit it. We got her. How much you willing to pay for her?" Ben ask. "I thought we could out smart you. We didn't know you were looking for this sexy red head. Had you given more details like her cup size or how nice her butt was I would have known sooner..."
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Post by Ithilwen on Mar 16, 2011 21:02:24 GMT -5
*Ithilwen rolls eyes again and is about to reply to the Rodian when she hears Ben and growls, aiming a kick at his ass...ets*
Just what the hell are you thinking?? No wait, you're NOT thinking now. What do you think it is, a joke? It's bad enough they accuse us of something not true, you even admit it?! Shut up.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2011 21:05:00 GMT -5
"I got this! Don't worry. We'll come out, show off hot stuff there and then they realize it's a different red head." Ben says as he jumps away from Ithilwen. "Chillax, these guys are clearly retarded."
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Post by El Supremo on Mar 16, 2011 21:17:49 GMT -5
Hearing the banter back and forth on-board the two Rodians look at each other and pull their blasters as they momentarily converse amongst themselves.
"What is with the questions about the mammary size of the girl? Are they teen-agers?"
"Must be Zeltrons, or maybe Hapans... the voice is not deep enough to be a Hutt"
They both shudder a little over the resulting mental pictures of that exchange
"Why do we always get these crap jobs?"
The thinker looks over again at the other one, the "Really?!" so plain on his face it crosses species types clear as day.
"Ummm You"
"Three..."
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Post by Arya Vexa on Mar 16, 2011 21:24:22 GMT -5
*Arya runs and gets her long luxurious red wig, and runs back. But instead of putting on herself, she puts it on Ben, and hurries up to Ithi's side without a word.*
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Post by Ithilwen on Mar 16, 2011 21:24:40 GMT -5
You're not that far above them.. try being accused of the galaxy's evil a million times then you tell me how funny it is.
*She turns and yells to the Rodians as she unlocks the ramp, moving her hand on the lowering mechanism*
I don't like being ordered around by the first idiot around, I like even less being accused of something I clearly haven't done. What about I call my dear friend of the Dock authority NOW and let him deal with you two, hm? You won't like it if you get to five, I assure you.
*She tilts her head to look at Arya, then sees Ben... the only thing that prevents her from facepalming is having both hands busy.*
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2011 21:30:19 GMT -5
As the ramp lowers, Ben walks down with the long red wig. "Am I close enough? I'd like to turn myself in for the bounty." Ben said as he walks down the ramp. He twirls once in a full circle, intentionally letting the rodians see the polearm he carried over his back. "So, how much am I worth?"
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Post by El Supremo on Mar 16, 2011 21:41:02 GMT -5
Before the ramp drops the Thinker responds to Ithilwen
"Go ahead honey, he's on Boss Wynn's payroll like everyone else around here."
As Ben sashays down the ramp, both of the Rodians look at him in amazement, and not the "laughing with you" sort, firmly it is in the "at" category. They do not forget though to point their blasters at him.
"Would have been been better with heels"
"Nice wig though."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2011 21:46:49 GMT -5
"Thanksss, I really likesss it. I couldn't find heelssss thought to ya know, match my eyes." Ben says flicking his hair aside. "Sssssooo sweetiesss how can I help you?"
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Post by El Supremo on Mar 16, 2011 21:49:29 GMT -5
"Can I shoot it? Pleeease?
No, but feel free to beat the ever living crap outta it later"
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Post by Arya Vexa on Mar 16, 2011 21:52:02 GMT -5
*As the rodians pull their blaster's Arya's hand moves to her own at her right side. She was a quick shot and she knew it, and whether it was to be considered "right" or "jedi-like" by the Fluffy Master was of no concern to her anymore, she was more concerned with shutting these two up.*
Don't even think about it Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dee... You have no idea who you may or may not be messing with, so is it really all that bright to make moves that you can't back up?
*She asks with a smirk.*
The way I see it... there's three of us and two of you... so looks like the odds are against you...
*She nods towards the rediculous Ben.*
...So mosey along now, leave us and our lady friend here be... we're not here to cause trouble... though quite obviously you are...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2011 21:56:59 GMT -5
"Alright, alright, I'm done messing with you guys." Ben says removing the wig and holding it in his hand. "Now then, who are you and why are you looking for some red-headed bimbo?" Ben ask calmly. "And mind putting the blasters away? It's a pretty unfriendly way to carry on a simple conversation."
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Post by El Supremo on Mar 17, 2011 13:51:30 GMT -5
The Rodians do not back down, still holding their ground at the foot of the ramp blasters wavering between Ben and Arya.
"You all are crazy."
"For once, I think the idiot here is right... Why don't you all try and enjoy your stay, we'll be catching up with you later, when your not expecting it. Ta-ta."
The thinker starts backing away as he speaks, then winces at his last words regretting them with Ben standing there. But no matter, they will come back when the ship is empty and take care of searching it, and the bruiser squad will have a good time with the rest of them later.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2011 14:55:22 GMT -5
Ben frowned hearing the man's unspoken threat. He glared. Who were these ugly useless stupid thugs that DARED to threaten him? Anger poured off of him as his ego felt insulted that some nobodies would make a threat towards him. The blasters had been annoying enough, but he had been able to control himself cause he knew that with Arya pointing a blaster at them they wouldn't have the nerve to use it. However, he drew the line at fools insulting him, threatening him, and then walking off.
"Hold it!" He called out as they backed away. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Arya still had her blaster pointed at one as he took a few steps forward to close the distance to about six feet of them with his hands raised. "We never said you couldn't search the ship. Don't get so defensive." Ben said. "Here, catch." He said tossing the red haired wig to the leader.
As the wig flew towards the man, Ben waited until it was at the point where it was blocking the man's vision. He figured the man would also waver his hand to block the wig thus giving an opening, but either way the man's vision would be obscured for a second and Ben planned on taking it. He quickly stepped forward yanking his polearm from his back.
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Post by El Supremo on Mar 17, 2011 15:10:14 GMT -5
Granted, these two were far from smart, but the one thing they were good at was being muscle for the local crime syndicate. The thinker, his patience with this rag-tag bunch of comedians already stretched to the breaking point, sees the wig leave the man's hand and steps to the right as he pulls the trigger on his blaster, sending a round at the chest of the advancing Ben. Ben's creative plan of tossing a wig, would have been much more effective if it was not a snaky collection of hairs and had been something more substantial like a jacket or a tarp.
The other one was a bit slower on the uptake, but not by much and starts firing at the two women standing at the doorway to the ship.
*note the rest of the attacks are purposefully ignored since the blaster has to be resolved first*
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Post by Arya Vexa on Mar 17, 2011 15:29:37 GMT -5
*Arya blinks as Ben's anger wafts through the Force. Who would have known pretty boy had a temper. She wasn't going to lie to herself... this flare of anger and danger was kind of...sexy. Holding her blaster up and pointed at the dumby duo, Arya takes a few steps forward. She hadn't planned on picking a fight, but they had after all insulted her, Ben, and Ithi... and that was more than enough justification for an ass kicking in her mind. She can sense danger, and grabs her lightsaber, igniting it narrowly in time to deflect the shots fired at her.*
Alright that's it...
*She hisses, rolling the hilt of her lightsaber from the palm of her left hand into the finger tips. Once her palm is exposed, she extends her hand forward, offering a strong force push towards the midsection of the gunman firing at her and a fast shot with the blaster at chest of the one firing at Ben. No foolish Rodian was going to take out her friends.*
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2011 15:37:05 GMT -5
Ben watched the man sidestep and frowned. That wasn't what he had planned. He had expected the man to either slap aside the wig or catch it. He glanced over and saw the man point the blaster right at his chest and his eyes went wide as time seemed to slow down as his mind raced processing everything.
Realizing once the trigger was pulled nobody could move fast enough to dodge a laser. He saw the man start to squeeze the trigger and quickly dropped to the left, holding out his left hand to catch himself. As the shot flew over him he quickly pushed up with his left hand to get up while stepping forward, not realizing he was stepping into the Arya's line of fire, and swinging his staff around to slam the blunt end into the man's temple.
He was ready to follow up with a second strike when he felt something burn into his back. Stumbling forward his polearm slipped from his hand as he tried to figure out what had happened as his vision started to blur from the pain. As his knees buckled, he fell to the ground on his knees trying to catch himself with his arms, but his weakened state only delayed his full collapse and Ben hit the ground face down still confused as to what had hit him. A sniper? Another thug? A...his thoughts were interrupted however as it all faded to black. He only hoped he had gotten the leader.
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Post by El Supremo on Mar 21, 2011 15:01:22 GMT -5
The dumb one goes flying backwards as if an invisible load-lifter hit him at some speed. He impacts the back wall of the landing area, stick there for a second, then slides down limply to the floor like a child's rag doll. His blaster lies back where his impromptu trip originated slowly spinning to a stop where he dropped it upon getting shoved.
The other one that Ben ill decided to confront tries, to twist out of the way of his strike but is not quite fast enough and still gets clipped. But as the pain seized Ben and he falls, he at least had the presence of mind and determination to fall forward onto his "dance partner" as the Rodian is trying to regain his own balance and equilibrium from having his bell rung.
Ben at least has the benefit of a soft-ish landing as he collapses on the disoriented Rodian, pinning him beneath him. This moment will one day be the basis for the popular Cathar saying: "Bloody Hapans, they will even schtup a Rodian" the moment being recorded on a chance sweep of a holo-cam.
What is worse though is Arya's view of this from her position... At least they have their pants on.
"Unnnnnnggggg, wha? Get It Off!! Get it Off!!! Help!!!" screams the thinker as he recovers his senses.
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Post by Ithilwen on Mar 22, 2011 8:43:28 GMT -5
*Ithilwen watches it all from the ramp, eyebrow raised the whole time. At this point she was tempted to toss her guests' stuff out and leave for her own business. After the brawl seemed over with the thug squeaking for help she shakes her head, still keeping a hand on the opening/closing mechanism of the ramp.*
Free advice for you... next time ask nicely and you may obtain what you're looking for, I don't let strangers order me around for no reason. If you insist I'll give you a copy of my flight log so you'll see for yourself I haven't been near Kuat in years and finally decide to go on about your business. Don't test my patience further, or you may get much worse than that.
*Points at Ben, her predatory gaze fixed on the thinker all the time.*
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