1.0 - Acquisition: The Hyperdrive Specialist

Mamba, who's picking up the mark? Should we break out the explosives?

Hearing the newS... Fuzil decides the program he was going to work on was not needed anymore and hurries back to finish installing the NPC.

Mala is making her way to the "brig" with some binders and waiting for an answer from mamba. It's his circus, and we're his kowakian monkey-lizards

"We're gettin' off this scuzzy station, that's what!"

Who is picking up the mark? friend or foe?

"Our contact, Marko. Who know who is 'backup' will be though. Best to be ready, eh?"

mumbling to herself in Ryl, Mala trusses up the mark and seat him in the main cargo hold, blaster set on stun trained on him

Akhrirar stands next to Mala unshouldering his rifle, "Just in case backup is someone coming in to get you as well I think it's best you're not the first one they can see... just in case." he advised, some bounty hunters live by a code, fixers have the luxury of being just as slimy as they can get away with.

Mala nods and after mamba is set up watching the mark, goes to the cockpit.

I'm going to keep my head down when they get here. If whoever's coming starts trouble on the ship we're going to have to get rid of them before you take off

I step up beside Mala and place my blaster against the mark's back, "Make small, and get out of sight. We don't know whose coming or who else knows about your bounty. It's enough credits to justify a double-cross. Stay low, and if they ask about you, stay lower."

I say, without looking at the man, "Never liked human trafficking. Not my style. But when you're about to starve, and you're running out of fuel, and the target is a pawn of the empire, well, those are three good reasons to reevaluate your morals."

Changing his notifications to vibrate Akhirar let everyone know backup was here. Going to the docking bay he looked to the mark and got on comes, "Marko is here opening the docking bay." he stated leaving his mic on and opening the bay. Adjuting his rifle he waited for it to drop to see what Marko brought along for backup.

Lin has gotten the ship running through its pre-flight routine, so we will be ready to take off ASAP. He is backing up Akhrirar, both pistols drawn, but aimed down. For once, he keeps his big mouth shut. He isn't smiling.

The passenger ramp to the FTY lowers and Marko and his thugs come forward - they stop at the base of the ramp. He calls up, seeing Akhirar and Lin at the top of the ramp, "Akhrirar -- I've got places I'd rather be than babysitting an early hand off. You got the package?"

The mark, nudged along by Acaatha makes some progress to the exit but winces at the smell outside and says, "Look. Why don't you guys just return me to the Empire, I'm sure they'll be grateful." He looks to Marko and says, "I have some very powerful associates, they could help you get off of this pit."

Marko listens and says, "That's very nice. And I'm sure the second I agreed to release to the Empire in this august company, I'd get myself shot and turned in to my employers. No.. out here I fear them a lot more than I worry about the Empire." He nods to one of his team and the mark is shot with a stun blast, crumpling him to the ground, where he rolls haplessly down the rest of the ramp to land at Marko's feet.

"This way he won't talk no more for awhile."

The sudden action triggers each of your nerves in different ways. Acaatha recognizes the inbound shot for the intended target and clenches her blaster, but does not act. Resisting the temptation to start blasting causes her some mental strain however. Akhrirar doesn't notice what's going on fast enough not to bring up his own blaster in defense -- but quickly reacts and puts out a hand to Lin, restraining him from doing anything more than bringing up his own blaster pistols.

"Nervous about something?" Marko asks, "Why the big hurry?"

One of the thugs begins to ties up and gag the mark.