The Price of Vengeance

The cloaked figure stepped off the transport and into the docking bay of the hidden base.  Several armed guards searched him and his duffel bag (the only piece of luggage he had with him).  Satisfied he wasn't carrying any weapons with him they checked his ident card and allowed him to leave the docking bay under guard and being led by an android.  The android wasn't as chatty as most the droids he'd dealt with.  Stopping at a door with a lit sign, that simply read 'Pleasures a Plenty', the android extended it's right hand onto a data pad, entered a series of numbers until a buzzer sounded from the door.  The droid stepped to the side motioning the man to enter.

Pushing the door open he entered what could only be described as a brothel. It's many patrons were scattered about at various tables and couches and engaged in all manner of drinking and other forms of entertainment.  He walked to the bar and laid down a few credits as he ordered a mug of the establishments least expensive ale.  Taking his drink he turned and looked over the patrons until finally settling his eyes on the one who matched the description he'd been given.  The man was covered in tattoos, women and booze.  He approached the tattooed man's table tossing his data pad onto it.

The tattooed man starred at him for what seemed like several minutes before finally saying, "The price has doubled, Jarvis."

"Double?! We agreed on 10! I could hire my own army for 20!" Jarvis responded a bit more angrily then he'd meant to.

The tattooed man sat forward and moved a hand to the pistol on the table, "That was before I found out the target is a member of the Triumvirate marines and a cat.  You failed to mention those details let alone that there were no less than 18 Togorians in this squad of his!  Triumvirate marines make for hard targets. Togorians make it even harder. You don't like the price feel free to walk away, but i'll be keeping 10 just for my trouble." he smiled as leaned back with the pistol in hand and resting on his thigh.

"His head as proof and Bucket of Bolts delivered back to me safely, right?"

The tattooed man sneered as he said, "He's renamed the ship, it's now the Lion. Yes. We will get your little ship back for you."

Jarvis grabbed his data pad from off the table entered some information on the pad and pressed his finger to the screen. "Alright then. Half now and the rest when you deliver his head and my ship." he tossed the data pad back on the table.