Dirty Dancing {Du'arg - Open}

[Syri]

sirrun jesyth

It wasn't often that a person could find a salarian as reputable as Sirrun Jesyth wandering the crime-ridden streets of the lower wards... yes, if Sirrun wrote a fictional book about himself, that would definitely be the beginning, followed by a murder mystery and a steamy love affair ending in betrayal. The story would be a best seller and he would make millions of credits! Too bad he wasn't really a writer.

Anyways, Sirrun Jesyth was far from a reputable person. He just sold weapons and mods at Aegohr Munitions in the Presidium Commons... nothing real big. Sure, he was a member of the STG and all of that, but that was his little dirty secret. As far as anyone else knew he was just a civilian, who was definitely not the best salarian sniper ever. A civilian, wearing a snazzy black and gray outfit and walking inconspicuously to Chora's Den. "I'm a man with needs, after all!"

[/color] He thought to himself. Even if he wasn't interested in the dancers or free fun times, being a salarian and all...

Okay, maybe he was here because the Councilor wanted some information on the underground, shady dealings that went on in this place and had sent the best infiltrator ever to scope the stuff out. Well, he wasn't the best infiltrator, but he was pretty good at blending into a crowd! Though as the salarian walked through the entrance and into the shady nightclub, he realized he had almost no idea as to how to act like a criminal, and how to blend in with the crowd here at Chora's Den.

He quickly glanced around at his surroundings to try and get an idea as to how he should act... hm. He'd lean against the wall in some dark corner, occasionally glimpsing at the dancers while keeping an eye on everyone as if he was looking for something. "Yup, just act cool, Sirrun."[/color] He thought to himself as he looked around... crap, this place was so dirty. Why did he get signed up for this again? "Oh, right, because I had no choice."[/color] The salarian decided to carry out his plan, and went to go lean up against the wall in an isolate corner while watching the crowd at Chora's Den do whatever they were doing.

Maybe he'd meet someone interesting... that would really liven his little expedition up.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[Jorgal Du'arg]

The Krogan sat in Chora's Den. He was surpised they'd even let him in after his last very destructive visit, then again who'd tell a Krogan they couldn't enter Chora's Den unless they had some Quads...Luckily no-one around her seemed to, apart from that Asari he'd met last time he was here. Du'arg sat at a random table and ordered a drink of Ryncol. He scanned the crowd and immediately noticed a Salarian doing a terrible job of acting inconspicuous, the Krogan was about to go introduce himself to the creator of his species ultimate demise when he was interrupted.

A Batarian sat at the seat opposite Du'arg weapon at the ready. Du'arg looked up from his drink to him and smiled.

"What is it this time?"

The Batarian held his hand firmly of the trigger with Du'arg stealthily stuck his M6 Carnifex under the table aimed at the chest of the Batarian. The Batarian finally spoke.

"There's a price on your head Krogan. You killed a human here not too long ago...A Slaver. His friends want you dead."

The Krogan broke out into a larger smile and glared at the Batarian. He was talking about his last visit to Chora's Den and when he snapped the neck of the human. The Krogan didn't even say a work more when he opened fire, The Krogan fired three shots into the Batarians chest and close range with the Carnifex. The Krogan looked to the wall behind him and a single hole was next to his head. There was only one question to ask. Who shot first?

[Syri]

sirrun jesyth

Really, was this all they did at Chora's Den? Sit around, getting so drunk they ended up passing out on the floor, or kept hitting on the dancers? Good grief people were so weird. Just as Sirrun decided to venture over to the bar (because all the evil plotting always involved drinking casually at a bar and then the bartender overhearing it and learning all the dirt secrets... right?), he noticed some activity out of the corner of his eye. A batarian, with his weapon drawn, had decided to take a seat near a krogan. "Well, that's a bit unus- aw crap, he has a gun."

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Sirrun decided to act all cool and casual, yet he couldn't help but jump once the shots broke out. Within a matter of seconds the batarian's chest had been torn open by a couple of bullets, and there was a distinct dent in the wall where the batarian had misfired. For a few moments he examined the scene, taking in all of the details. Then it hit him: someone who had a bounty on their head probably knew a lot about the shady deals going on in the Lower Wards, which made Jorgal Du'arg a perfect candidate for interrogation. "Interrogation"... more like getting annoyed to death by an overly talkative salarian.

No one really seemed to mind the dead batarian, or the fact that there had just been a little firefight... it must have been common for people to get shot dead in Chora's Den, then! Oh, hey, that rhymed. "Focus, Sirrun! Casually approach him..."[/color] The salarian thought to himself as he walked over toward Du'arg's table, kicking the dead batarian out of the seat (since he was trying to be all tough and criminal-like) and taking his place. "So, I've been sent here to kill a krogan who matches your description..."[/color] He began menacingly, but then realized that threatening a krogan, even if he was joking, was probably not the best idea.

"Kidding, kidding!"[/color] He held his hands up, "Please don't shoot me. Anyways, what was that all about?"[/color] Sirrun looked down at the batarian. Wow, batarians really smelled bad. Or maybe the stench was just because he was dead... ew. "You must have pissed off some real influential figures around here!"[/color] Sirrun glanced around and lowered his voice, "Great job. Never liked any of them anyways. A bunch of ruthless idiots, all of them."[/color] Okay, so maybe he didn't know squat about the big players in the Lower Wards. Didn't mean he couldn't pretend that he did![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[Jorgal Du'arg]

Du'arg watched as the Salarian approached his table. The Krogan noted that the Salarian was the same one that was trying to act non-suspicious that he had his eye on earlier. That just made it easier. Salarians had very short life-spans would anyone really mind if he made this one's shorter? Then the Salarian spoke and Du'arg pulled his Carnifex from under the table, and he heard the Salarian beg him to to open fire.The Krogan looked down at the dead Batarian at the same time the Salarian did.

"Do you really want to know why I killed him Salarian? Or do you have some sort of death wish? I can tell you haven't been here much if at all because no man who's ever been here and is still alive asks a Krogan why they killed someone else..."

He ignored the Salarian saying about how he never liked 'them'. He didn't know if he was talking about the supposed influential figures or Batarians. The Krogan downed his drink and wiped his arm across his mouth.

"If you want information go speak with Barla Von. If you need some people killed or someone prevented from being killed you talk to me.."

[Syri]

sirrun jesyth

"Well..."

[/color] He looked down at the dead batarian. There was something else going on here, wasn't there? Some deep, dark, intricate plot involving this krogan and a bunch of pissed off people... or one pissed off person who had plenty of resources at his disposal. Oh well, the issue only seemed to be effecting the krogan and whoever happened to be enjoying a drink nearby. Hardly something that salarian intelligence would be interested in. Heck, they would probably welcome having one less krogan in the world! That was the whole point in the genophage anyways, right?

"For all you know, the reason I did come here was because I have a deathwish! Buuut I digress. I guess if that information costs me my life, well, it just isn't worth it. Here I thought initiating conversation with all the baddies down in the Lower Wards would be easy!"[/color] Okay, maybe he was pushing the limits of secrecy. After all, that was pretty much the reason he was here, to talk to "the baddies down in the Lower Wards". Though... "Buddies at work dared me to come here for one night. One night. And come out alive! Guess they really hate me and my overworked mouth."[/color] Yep, perfect. He blabbed too much so his coworkers wanted him dead. Well, not dead, exactly, but they did expect him to spend a night in hell. Perfect excuse, Sirrun. Perfect.

"I'm hardly looking for conversation, just someone to pass the time with. Since someone tried to kill you I had a feeling you'd be a pretty interesting krogan. But that's just a hunch I had."[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[Jorgal Du'arg]

Du'arg eyed the Salarian with suspicious eyes. Why do Salarians talk so fast? Why can't they just talk at the same speed as everybody else? The Krogan wasn't even paying attention to the Salarian until he said something about coming out alive. Du'arg put his pistol away and shook his head.

"Yeah I can see why they wouldn't want you to come back. You talk too much."

The Krogan spoke practically ignoring what he said. Why should he care why a Salarian came down to Chora's Den? To test out something that kills Krogans? They'd basically done that already. Du'arg didn't like Salarians and he didn't like Turians. A feeling shared with a lot of Krogans. From what Du'arg could gather he said something about him looking like an interesting Krogan and how it was just a hunch.

"I am an interesting Krogan! I have fought many battles. You're lifetime is too short to tell you all the battles I've been in in even minor detail. Clan Jorgal has a successful breeding line we have produced many warriors, If the genophage wasn't present in our genetics Clan Jorgal would be at the fore-front of the Krogan Armies. You Salarian, you and your people have tried to prevent our growth when you yourselves started it."

The Krogan's pride slowly shifted to anger. The Krogan stood up and stared at the Salarian. Du'arg hadn't even had that much to drink and he was getting this angry.

[Syri]

sirrun jesyth

Sirrun eyed Du'arg with hidden concern... crap, why did krogan get angry so quickly? They were always so touchy about their battle records! And why were they so touchy about the whole genophage thing? Sure, maybe his ancestors inflicted them with a genetic modification that killed 999/1000 of their babies... but that was all in the past, right!? Okay, so maybe the krogan were still effected by it and it was the reason most of them were so touchy. Pfft, it wasn't his fault that the salarians had the brains and the krogan had pretty much asked for it after all that went on during the Krogan Rebellions. Wasn't that how it went, anyways? Sirrun hated history... it was so boring. Blowing things up was much more fun, yes.

Thankfully, Sirrun had enough of a filter on his mouth to realize that bringing up the genophage or defending it, for that matter, was probably not the best of ideas. He wanted to get out of here alive tonight and pissing off Jorgal Du'arg really decreased his chances of survival. Oh sure, he had been trained by the STG, but krogan were reckless, not to mention they had all of those blasted redundant organs! The firefight would be so intense and yeah, the very thought of it made him want to go hide in a corner, like the good salarian he was.

"Okay, so, how about you just give me the major details that happened in the big stories you got?"

[/color] Uhh. Krogan liked to tell their stories, right? If they didn't, well, he was pretty much screwed. "Those that you're willing to tell, of course. But there has to be something big in there... ooh, I'll even buy you a drink if I think it's interesting enough. Sound like a deal?"[/color] Being friendly to a krogan was so hard sometimes, since Sirrun just didn't understand why they were always so angry. Maybe they just needed some rainbows and sunshine inserted into their nuclear winter and genophage landscapes. That would definitely improve their condition.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]