Docking Bay Bastion

[AndréLeBeau]

As Mali's light freighter landed on Bastion, he cussed out the Empire for everyone to hear- probably not the best idea on the Imperial capital, but f*** it. His parents made him join this blasted army, at least if he wanted to keep out of jail. This was his last chance before they called the cops and busted him for grand theft auto. He hated them, but he had to do this, even if he got kicked out... Who was he kidding? Mali was definitely gonna get kicked out. He walked into the Imperial recruitment office, snarling at the officer sitting nearby.

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden scowled and looked up as a young man entered the recruitment office. Then he smiled as he recognized the man. He had set off several small--but amusing--alarms at the spaceport by showing distinct disrespect of the Empire. Rhoden stood.

His eyes fluttered and he frowned briefly, what was he doing? Ah, yes. He was going to stab the fool. No. That wasn't right... no, he had it now. Calm, collected, polite. He gazed at nothing briefly to partake in an internal struggle which should not have happened before he stepped forward.

"Are you lost?" he asked, his voice steady despite the desire he felt to utter some choice remarks, "I'm afraid you don't seem particularly well-disposed towards the Empire," he gave a most unusual laugh--but now was not the time to pause and think on it, "So you'll forgive me if I wonder why you're here." his voice had changed now, it was softer, more menacing. His smile and eyes cold, the eyes of a predator. He began to push his internal struggles aside, such meddlesome things were for lesser fools than he.


Jorvan walked through the far door and saw Rhoden rise to speak to a man. He frowned beneath his helmet, Rhoden's face betrayed some kind of confusion--an emotion the man rarely displayed even when he was confused. Then he saw the slight change of posture, he heard the change in voice too as he drew nearer--and the glint in Rhoden's eye was the final confirmation. He sighed and felt fatigue and sadness flow over him. Rhoden had grown worse than he had been before, Desade had pushed him over the line of madness--and it was only a matter of time before his friend deteriorated further.

[AndréLeBeau]

Mali saw the man sitting there and looked at him impatiently. He'd come across the galaxy just to see a fat old man stare into space? "Wake up, fata**", he said, nudging the man's stomach. He let off another volley of cusses, riled up from his long trip and trying to let off steam. The Empire wasn't about to ship him off without a fight. He leaned against his chair and waited for the officer's reply.

[Rhoden Carbine]

As Jorvan approached he resisted his own urge--the urge to introduce the manner-less idiot to the butt of his blaster--and as satisfying as it would have been he denied himself the luxury of doing so with a sigh, he represented the Empire now, not the Shadowguard, in any case a simple clubbing was not eloquent enough for either organization.


Rhoden saw Jorvan approached and felt disappointment, he couldn't threaten or harm the very rude man standing in front of him--it would make Jorvan unhappy--and unbearably annoying. "How very rude." he said, "Now I do believe we need to take you in for questioning." he glanced to the side to see the recruitment centers Imperial Security Bureau agent was way ahead of him. He smiled a cold smile, "Here for our outspoken little friend?" he asked merrily. "Come along now?" he said to the man.


Jorvan resisted the urge to bring his hands to his helmeted face, or turn and slam his head into the wall. This was not the time for Rhoden's antics, though admittedly he could sympathize with his friend on this one.

[AndréLeBeau]

(OOC: Hey is there any way to change my character's name?)

"Ay yo, get off me!" Mali hissed. "I'm just here to join your karkin' Empire!" Why were they taking him in? He just wanted to get in the Academy, bust out, and get away from his dumba** parents. But he couldn't beat on this ISB thug if he wanted to stay outta juvy. That place was hella rough, and he had no reason not to just play along as the Empire's little slave until later.

[Rhoden Carbine]

The agent looked to Rhoden, who rolled his eyes as his conflicting personalities agreed on at least one thing. "Unfortunately your attitude is concerning, and even if you are to be accepted," the agent said, sneering as though she thought this unlikely "You will need to be cleared by me after your behavior here."

Rhoden smiled again, "Yes, yes. Come along. The faster you comply the faster we all get to go about our business." he gestured imperiously to Jorvan, "Come now, I know you're watching me my paranoid little friend, there's no need to do so from a distance." Jorvan moved closer and grumbled, "I just had to go to the refresher... shouldnt've come back..." Rhoden chuckled.

OOC: Contact moderator (Buggie or Sal). Oh, and apologies for crazy Rhoden, recent change to his personality...

[AndréLeBeau]

Mali's slick blond hair bounced back as the ISB dragged him into the room. "Just let me get outta here, karkface! I'm just trying to not get locked up!" he seethed. He wished he hadn't laced that kid's spice stash and gotten his parents pissed off in the first place. They thought they could just ship him off to some Academy and make him into some lil coward. Mali was gonna prove them wrong...

[Master Buggie]

((OOC: André will be posting as Mali Saddler now.))

[MaliSaddler]

(OOC: Thanks Buggie.)

[Lady Kota]

She stood in her red armor and helm when she heard the commotion and the cursing going on down the hall. Someone was causing problems if it was serious enough the person in question might not find themselves in a regular imperial prison, but in the Inquisitor's prison. It was far worst than a regular cell, but she would have to be the judge of that. The grand Inquisitor made her way down the hall to the commotion.


When she got there she found Rhoden had put the person in question in the room. She did notice a change in Rhoden right off the bat. She wouldn't press the issue, but she needed to know if there was a problem. "Is there something I can do?" She asked. It was a start, she didn't know what was going on, but the new person was hard to ignore, especially with the cursing.