"Ok then. There's literally nothing in there I just got it." He says with a shrug as he crosses his arms over his chest.
The Renegade of Mandalore (For Khorne)
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"Alright. Fill out this form. We need your ship name, registration number, ship model, your name, and a few personal details." He says, handing him a datapad with a form on it.
"Ok" Kenn says as he takes the data pad and starts filling out the form. Since he had to come up with the name of the ship he went with "The Renegade". He skips the registration number since he didn't know it. He fills out the rest before going back to the registration. He looks up at the officer. "I'm sorry about this I just got this a few hours ago, and it hasn't been registered yet. Who would I need to find to get it registered." He says with a sigh.
"Are you serious? You're supposed to get the registration number when you get the ship! Did you purchase your ship from a private collector!?" He asks, frowning.
"Yeah actually. A friend of mine is a private collector and he need to get rid of it to make room for a collectible from the clone wars era I think. But anyway he gave it to me for dirt cheap ship wise anyway. He then said he never flew it or bothered to register it. So what can you do." Kenn says with a shrug.
The officer sighs with irritation. "This is why we advise people against buying ships privately. Rules and regulations are never followed!" He huffs before shaking his head. "We'll get your ship registered, but for a price. 2000 credits." He says.
"And there's another problem. The ship costed me every credits I had on me so I'm flying broke right now." Kenn says with a shake of his head. "I'm really sorry for making this so hard for you guys. It was never my intention. I'm just here to find some work." He says with an apologetic tone even though he was lying up a storm.
"No excuses. You'll have to pay some way or the other." The officer says, as the two other officers walk back out. "You don't have to pay right now, but you will not be allowed to leave this station without a registration number." He says, turning to leave with the other officers.
Rather than find the dealer, it's the dealer who finds him.
He sees a short, scrawny looking man in big sunglasses walk up to him, and then past him before stopping, turning, tapping him once on the shoulder, and then walking back to where Kenn had docked his ship.
He sees a short, scrawny looking man in big sunglasses walk up to him, and then past him before stopping, turning, tapping him once on the shoulder, and then walking back to where Kenn had docked his ship.
Kenn turns to the man. "Yes?" He says look two little man up and down.
(Nice profile pic arch. Is it from ktor)
(Nice profile pic arch. Is it from ktor)
[Yep. Darth Nihilus.]
"You're the one they told me to meet, eh?" He asks, looking Kenn up and down as he fiddles with a button on his coat.
"You're the one they told me to meet, eh?" He asks, looking Kenn up and down as he fiddles with a button on his coat.
"Yeah, I got what you want inside." Kenn says as he leads the dealer to his ship, and once inside he closes the ramp and proceeds to show the dealer the spices. "Here they are 30kilos of spice." He says as he opens the compartment.
(Really cool man. Sorry I haven't posted in awhile I've been painting.)
(Really cool man. Sorry I haven't posted in awhile I've been painting.)
[Painting? Nice! Btw you missed my post in Syncharion.]
The guy looks down into the compartment, his eyes narrowed. "Open up the boxes and show me what's inside." He mutters.
The guy looks down into the compartment, his eyes narrowed. "Open up the boxes and show me what's inside." He mutters.
(Sorry. I've been putting a bit more focus into this rp)
Kenn kneels down and grads a box before carefully opening it and peering inside.
Kenn kneels down and grads a box before carefully opening it and peering inside.
He sees a reddish brown powder lying inside the box.
"Huh. I suppose it checks out... Alright then. I'll be back with the credits. Don't move, okay?" The man says, hurrying out if the ship.
[No problem.]
"Huh. I suppose it checks out... Alright then. I'll be back with the credits. Don't move, okay?" The man says, hurrying out if the ship.
[No problem.]
Watching the dealer leave Kenn closes the box and the compartment before walking to the cockpit and watching the dealer leave as he waits for him to get back.
The man returns about an hour later, carrying a large briefcase, and sets it down on the ground in front of him. "Alright. Here's your cash. Now, help me move this stuff out." He says, picking up one of the boxes.
Keen takes the briefcase and opens it and starts to count out the credits to make sure there all there. All the while he keeps an eye on the dealer.
All the credits are there, and they seem to be original. The dealer is busy loading a small baggage trolley he found in the hangar, and isn't even looking at him.
With all the credits according for. Kenn closes the case and sets it aside, and he starts taking boxes out and handing them to the dealer. But he still keeps an eye and an ear out in case the dealer want to try any of his tricks.
"Aaaah. That sucks. Lemme guess. He got you in debt through a bunch of twisted means?" The dealer asks.
"Probably something in the millions... Are you a wanted person? And be honest here. I already know your name is fake." He says with a laugh.
"What! Really?! Did they tell you? And yeah I'm wanted by the empire for treason." He says very much surprised that he knew he name was fake.
"Dude. I've been dealing with criminals for years. Think I don't know a fake name when I hear one?" He says with a chuckle, before rubbing his chin. "Okay... If you're wanted by somebody big... Well, the bigger they are, the more money you'll have to pay. And Jabba loves charging exorbitant amounts. Sooo... Hiding you from the empire... One, maybe two mil. The ship... Probably another mil." He says, frowning a little.