The Wookie and the Gizka

[Shara]

::Rabyyk groans:: "The little varments have infested my ship! I was delivering this cargo, I now presume it was all Gizka, and one of the boxes broke....."

"And it's almost impossible to kill these things." ::the droid adds:: "They come back too fast. We're now in going to try and find some Gizka poison. Should do the trick."

::Elix roles her eyes:: "What did I tell you about taking on strange jobs? You never know what could happen."

[Shara]

"I know I know... but it did pay good.... Well, are you going to help us, Youngling?"

"I probably shouldn't, seeing as how you got yourself into this mess in the first place. But seeing as how you PROMISED to give me flying lessons in there I guess I have to."

"I promised no such thing!

"Did to. And if you want any help from me, you'd best just agree with me."

[Shara]

"Alright, alright, flying lessons! Just as soon as I get rid of these Gizka. Come on."

"Lets think...... which merchant is mostly likely to have Gizka poison? There's quite a few.... and most of them just deal in weapons and armor."

"I was thinking we should try the Duros, by the cantina. He carries many odds and ends."

[Shara]

::They walk through the refugee sector, heading for the entertainment district and the cantina. The entire way Rabyyk and the droid argue.....::

"I told you it was a bad idea."

"I think not. You were all for it when he handed us the credits."

"I was not! I told you he looked shifty..."

"No, I believe I told you...."

"Shutup! Honestly, and they say I'm the child."

[Shara]

::Rabyyk growls appologeticaly and the droid remains buzzingly silent::

"It's alright buddy. I know that droid can be a little stuffy sometimes. If you'd just let me fix...."

::The little droid nearly has a panic attack:: "NO! Keep your hands off me, you'll break something! You won't let her touch me, will you master?"

::Rabyyk lets out a loud bark of laughter::

::Elix laughs too, then suddenly points at the corner next to the cantina:: "Look, there he is. Lets go ask him about it."

[Shara]

::Rabyyk strides up to the Duros merchant and growls. It's apparent that the merchant doesn't understand a thing he' saying, so the droid comes out of its silent act::

"Translation: Do you carry Gizka Poison?"

::The duros studies the little group, face expressionless:: "That depends. How badly do you need it?"

[Shara]

::Before anyone can stop him Rabyyk grabs the Duros by the collar of his jumpsuit and holds him a few feet off the ground, roaring::

"Translation: Badly enough to skin you for it."

[Shara]

::The Duros squirms in the wookies iron grip, and finaly gives up, hanging limp:: "Alright! Yes, I have some! And it's going to be might costly you flea bag!"

::Rabyyk roars::

"Translation: Unwise to threaten one who grasps your neck.... you are going to give me that poison, now. Or one of my claws might just slip...."

::Standing a little off to the side, Elix cringes:: "Do ya' have to be so violent about it? Geeze. Just pay the guy."

[Shara]

::Rabyyk sighs::

"Translation: Very well. How does twenty credits sound?"

::The duros looks infuriated:: "Twenty credits? TWENTY credits? It's worth atleast five hundred!"

::Rabyyk gives him a little shake, as if to remind him who was big, furry, and in charge around here::

"Alright, twenty credits it is! Sheesh. People like you make it hard for a guy like me to live. Can you put me down so I can get it for you?"

[Shara]

::Rabyyk reluctantly lowers the merchant to the ground. The Duros walks over to one of his storage containors and rummages around. A few minutes later he comes back to them with a little vile in his hand::

"All you need to do is give it to one of them. He'll start killing the others and they'll go into a killing frenzy. Just make sure you aint around when it happens."

::If droids could look disgusted, the translator would have:: "How perverse."

[Shara]

::The Duros shrugs:: "Hey, I never said it was going to be pretty." ::He hands the vial to Rabyyk, who takes it gengerly. His other hand reaches into his belt pouch and pulls out twenty credits. He tosses it to the Duros the turns and heads back the way we came::

"Thanks!" ::The Duros calls after them::

[Shara]

:: Once they reach the dock Rabyyk lowers the Wookie Bendor's loading ramp and dashes inside, closing it behind him. Both the droid and Elix wait, struggling the urge to be worried and the urge to laugh out loud::

"He's going to get himself killed. By a bunch of frogcreatures no less."

"He will not.... though he has been in there quite a while. Should we go in?"

[Shara]

::Elix hesitates for a moment, then finaly nods:: "Yeah. Lets."

::Little droid and girl rush into the ship, expecting to have to fight through a mob of insane Gizka. Nothing could have prepared them for the site that met them....::

::The ship was littered with the bodies of dead Gizka... and in the middle of it all sat Rabyyk, playing with and petting one last Gizka::

"Master what in the blazes are you doing?!"

"He was just so cute..... I couldn't let him die. I think I'm going to keep him as a pet. He could stay here on the ship, he likes it well enough."

"You are the most insane.... ooooh."

::Elix lets out a snort of laughter:: "It is.... kinda cute, I guess."

[Shara]

"We should kill it now, Master, before they infest our ship again."

::Rabyyk roars:: "First off, there is no 'our' ship. It's mine. Secondly, one Gizka isn't going to hurt anything. It takes two to mate." ::He holds the Gizka up, scratching it's chin. It lets out a little coo of pleasure:: "Isn't it just the sweetest little thing?"

[Shara]

::Elix roles her eyes:: "Keep it if you want to. But you can't say you weren't warned."

::Rabyyk makes a sound very much like a purr:: "He shall be my pet and I will call him Lucky."

::She quirks an eyebrow at him:: "Lucky?"