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PostSubject: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Sun Jan 05, 2014 8:07 pm




The party center of the galaxy, backed by a cold blooded Zelenu mob boss. It discriminates against no race, follows no government's laws, and is a prime place for doing crime. It is a space station orbiting a gas giant, protected by old, hijacked Zeleniyan naval ships, and houses several compartments and decks. Patrons can park their personal transportation in one of the many hangar decks, go party on one of several club decks, or go to specialized rooms with the environment catered to a specific race. Or they can participate in the death matches for everyone's entertainment, which pay out in several million Zeleniyan rubles.

Regardless of the crime influence, the good food, good drinks, and good drugs draws in individuals of several different racial backgrounds to party like its 2399.

Possible Reward:Hero characters who visit this place can gain allies in the underworld, buy items, gain information on other heroes, or just do a whole bunch of Val'kiriya and dance to the music.

Characters/Groups Involved:

- The Navadniy Family.

Started with a few syringes and a chem lab in the slums of Kuteznagrad, the Navadniy family has grown into one of the largest human crime networks in the known galaxy. Drug trafficking, illegal immigration, arms deals, prostitution, you name it, they got it. Their presence very well made known to the patrons throughout their entire stay. Armed attack barges, bulky, gasmasked security guards, and several mentions of the charismatic Viktor Navadniy, the crime boss who lives in Klub Navadniy.

- Zuzham-xabir.


A mercenary group of Aranek that work for Navadniy as expert hitmen, they follow their tribal culture and ranks while merging it with modern technology. They strive to be perfect warriors, which make them regulars to the death matches.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Tue Jan 07, 2014 2:49 am

Klub Navadniy Space, 08F

A beat passes, then there it was, a small personal transport came out of FTL and came to a cruising speed. It maneuvered towards one of the many open landing bays on the eastern side of the station. It docked and the inhabitants made their way to secure the ship, one had made their way into the notorious Klub.  


Klub Navadniy Entrance 

The only occupant to stray from the newly arrived ship was clad in a dark green business attire with a long black peacoat and a black leather-bound briefcase in his left hand, he waited his turn in the long line of the notorious Klub. It was finally his turn to enter, and then there were the bouncers. He rolled his shoulders and kept his cool, coming up to the entrance 


"Good evening, fellows. I need to talk to someone."


Then he waited, adjusting his grip on the briefcase and peeking over the bouncers onto the floor.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Tue Jan 07, 2014 3:35 am

The man approaches two stocky Zelenu guards in front of a large set of double doors, with a security camera on either side of the doors watching them. They have shaved heads, with facemasks below their sunken, artificial eyes, attached to air hoses that go around their back. They both are wearing nicely tailored suits, stained with alcohol and food sauces. Their neck ties hang loosely from their neck, pinned to their chest by kevlar vests. They tightly grip kalishnikovs in their gloved hands. The one on the left seems to nod on and off, his only organic eye extremely bloodshot. His counterpart speaks for him in a monotone voice.

"Nu, blehyt parok inglich.. Who do you need to talk to, friend?"

His less than sober counterpart lazily waves a magnetic detector around the man and attempts to go through his leather briefcase. He motions for him to raise his arms, mumbling incoherently in his own language in an angry, low tone as he gestures with his own body.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Tue Jan 07, 2014 4:01 am

Turns out the briefcase is handcuffed to the man's left hand and has a biolock embedded as a lock, the bouncer's detector does not go off. 


"I need to talk to the bossman, and that case is for him. Ah - almost forgot, underneath my left arm is a holster, take the weapon if you must."


The aged blonde haired man opens his peacoat and moves his hand away, allowing the bouncer ease of access to his person. 
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Tue Jan 07, 2014 11:35 pm

The intoxicated Zelenu pulls the holster off of him, his counterpart taking the pistol and looking over it, sliding it back in the holster and shoving it back to his partner. "Why you need to talk to Mr. Navadniy? You are some eh.. joes schmoes, some nobody. Who are you to him, eh? And what's in the briefcase?"
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Wed Jan 08, 2014 2:51 am

The sage suited man rolls his shoulders and exhales a sigh. His left hand comes up and he rests the briefcase in his open palm, his right thumb moving towards the biolock and he holds it there. After a moment the case unlocks and he shows it towards the bouncer. Inside of the case is large sum of cash, a small computer along with some external hard drives. 


"I need to talk to Mr. Navadniy because I want to make him quite the business proposal that involves a certain jungle planet and a certain race of large lizard men. It is an interesting proposition if I do say so myself." 
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Wed Jan 08, 2014 9:54 pm

The guard looks him up and down, then sighs and turns away, holding up a finger. He reaches up to his earpiece and talks into his wrist rapidly, pausing for an answer. He glances back at the man, answering a few questions it seems,"Da.. Nozhen Tyburysk.. Oblast-Zaa'Nabar, yi propolin... horoscho.. nyet'stupal.. H'okay... Okay, horoscho." He nods the man towards him, and opens the door for him. The music and bass starts blasting immediately, and the smell of smoke permeates the air as he walks into the room. The short guard yells over the crowd, pointing to an elevator across the dance floor with another set of guards standing on either side of them, submachine guns dangling from their necks by their straps. "You go to them, they will know to let you in!" He shuts the door behind him.

The dance floor is huge, and the man has to cut through a sea of various different creatures to get to the elevator. A spindly humanoid with 4 arms, sandy skin and a pinpoint head with compound eyes sits atop his DJ throne in the center, his hands gliding over all the little knobs and buttons, bobbing his head to the beat. From the ceiling there are cages with exotic females of various races hanging from them, dancing in a very tempting way. On either side of the floor there are dimly lit tables with booths, shady figures doing shady things in the cover of their darkness.

As he breaks through the crowd and up to the red velvet rope to the elevator, one of the guards holds up a hand, approaching him with other hand on the pistol grip of the SMG. He seems like he's about to say something, when he reaches up to his ear, pressing his earpiece into his pale skull. He nods, looks up at the man, and opens the rope for him, pointing to the elevator. As the human makes his way up the stairs to the elevator, he would notice a group of Aranek sitting in booth of their own behind the red rope. They are all wearing some sort of tribal gear, and it seems that there are a pile of large, brutish Aranek and CFP made Aranek weapons leaning against the wall next to the booth. A Zelenu man briskly walks over with a tray of mugs, leaving them at the table and quickly leaving. As one of the warriors grips a cup, it looks up at the man, scrutinizing him with an inquisitive yet condescending look. The other warriors notice their comrade's gaze and follow it to the man just as he enters the elevator. It seems more uncommon than one would think that a stranger crosses that red rope.

The guard that tried to halt him follows him in, leaning against the wall and facing him. He drums his fingers on the grip of the SMG. He suddenly speaks,
"The air is not yours, it is ours. You will grab a respirator before you enter. Mr. Navadniy is a business man and likes his time. Don't try anything funny. Mr. Navadniy has a special visitor today, and I'm not talking about his wife. Oh, and, don't look at her unless she speaks to you, either." The elevator opens and they enter a quiet, white room with several respirators and gasmasks hanging from the wall, with various different slavnok cyrillic writings on each one. A camera in the corner tracks them.

The thug looks over the air tanks, muttering to himself,
"Nytrogena.. argon.. oxygen.." He murmurs something under his breathe, lifting the nitrogen canister then stopping, setting it back in place. He glances back at the man, then nods to himself,"Nyet, ox-o-gen." He takes the canister off the wall, screws the respirator onto the hose, then hands the respirator to him.
He walks towards the other end of the white room, and a set of doors opens. He nods the man through, pulling off his facemask and letting it hang around his neck. The human enters a very classy looking bar, steel blue walls and furnitue, with neon blue lighting outlining everything. Everyone is dressed in business attire, and if you didn't know any  better you'd assume this was a pretty high brow place in the financial district of Kuteznagrad. A few curious glances are cast the mystery mans way as he is lead towards the other end of the room where a couple of guards in heavier gear, more obvious implants, and wielding high tech kalishnikovs stand. Behind them is Viktor Navadniy, -the- crime boss of the Zeleniyan underworld. Wearing a grey three piece suit with a cool blue tie, he is very cleanly shaven and professional looking. He seems to be coyfully smirking at his counterpart. He is talking to a large, war scarred Aranek in similar tribal gear as the warriors he saw in the main deck. A baggy, muzzlelike respirator is wrapped tightly over his snout and jaw.

Sitting next to Navadniy is a beautiful, or in Zelenu culture atleast, woman. She has sharp green eyes, obviously cybernetic and cost a pretty penny, silver blond hair tied behind her head, and just the right amount of make up. She's wearing a backless dress, glancing between her husband and the lizard. The table next to them is occupied by some sort of mercenary character, wearing a full body combat suit, back turned to them, shot glass in hand. He was obviously a Zelenu, with his helmet sitting on the table you could see his pale head and grey veins.

The lizard comes into earshot as he is led to Navadniy, he seems to have a good grasp of English,
"...--will destroy any new opponent you put to me! With respect, Nav-ad-niy, your race's reliance for this.. heathen technology.. is its only physical strength!" Navadniy lets out a short chuckle,"Maybe so my friend, but I've still got two wins on you! I mean, come on, didn't that invasion teach you anything? Adapt to survive, it is my people's way, a cruel and harsh one." The reptile snorts and huffs at the mention of "the invasion", leaning back into his chair. The mystery man reaches the two heavily armed guards who signal him to wait. The lizard points a claw at the mercenary figure behind them,"The new one dies tonight. I wager 2 million rubles on Orok Sz'szlar. My most novice warrior, not because I view him expendable, but because you throw this trash at me! I am offended at this, he is nothing like your last. It will be a quick, easy, and dreadfully boring match."

Navadniy shrugs,"Five million says -she- does, friend." The mercenary finishes the shot of alcohol, turning her heavily burn scarred and implant marred face to the Aranek to make eye contact, then turning away. The Aranek glares at the mercenary then stands,"You will regret your mistake, Nav-ad-niy. I will finish this age old debate of your heathen technology, versus tribal strength! Sool'om da'kar!" Navadniy shrugs, pursing his lips,"Perhaps we shall, sool'om da'kar, friend." The lizard bobs and weaves his head as he walks away, the two guards motion the man in. Finally, he meets Navadniy, who's face brightens up to see him, giving him a genuine smile,"My friend, so nice of you to join us! Sit, sit, please! You, ofcourse, know who I am, and this is my wife, Elena. I have heard your proposal, I would much like to hear it. The Aranek, they love my eh.. organization! But someone else has recently topped us in the gun running market to that planet. And you are..?
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Thu Jan 09, 2014 3:36 am

The sage suited man offers a nod to man's wife and then towards the crime-lord. A nod is offered and he takes his seat, "Nice to meet you Mister Navadiny, Misses Navadiny. I am Damein Jühring, you may call me whatever you please. I work for some very interesting people, people that have way more stake on that jungle planet than they should, or so I believe. Anyway, you mention something about your business has been topped by another organization, if you could shed some more light on that, that would be interesting." Jühring now adjusts his grip on the briefcase, keeping eye contact with the crime lord as he lets the volume of the club soak in.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Thu Jan 09, 2014 3:57 am

Navadniy merely shrugs, pursing his lips a little as an armed guard comes over to fill a glass of vodka for Damein, then points to the little straw tab underneath the respirator. Navadniy takes a swig of his own alcohol, and waves his wife away, uttering something to her quickly in Slavnok. She gets up and struts away to the other side of the room. Navadniy meshes his fingers, adorned with several rings. "Eh, it is nothing, supplying self defense means to the rebels was never a very lucrative business for me, I just like to mess around with the communists. But, the eh, CFP, they are going about.. creeping around in the jungle and doing a much better job than my boys were.. I mean, making weapons tailor-made for a specific race? Hahaha, how am I supposed to compete with that? Not to mention supporting them politically, training their rag tag band of farmers and fishermen, and helping them attack pinko strongpoints! Out of my league? More like blown out of the water! Haha!"

He grins, taking another swig of his drink, he leans forward pointing a finger at the man. "You know, you give them a gun, okay, the trigger guard is too small for their fingers, they complain of the weak caliber, and there's no bayonets or blunt clubs or flamethrowers on it, or whatever those trouble makers requested! And then I hear that suddenly they are accepting no more kalishnikovs and dush-kas and rocket launchers or whatever, and they bring me back this eh.. this hand cannon of a pistol! Hehe.. Yes, even my main contractor, that lovely fellow you me conversing with, he immediately equipped himself and his little 'tribe' with the weapons."

He nods to himself, his eyes trailing off, he raises his hands suddenly, in almost a guilty fashion,"But, I talk too much! In short, my gun running has slowed to a quarter of the income it previously made. Don't even do weapons. They still use stolen Zeleniyan equipment, but they won't waste their stolen, counterfeited, blood money rubles on weapons they already have sitting around by the crate full! No, just ammo deals now."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Thu Jan 09, 2014 4:36 am

Damein nods along, taking a sip of the vodka and placing it down before he starts. "That is what I have come here to talk about. The CFP seems to be... running out of options to supply their lizard friends, and that is where you come into play Mister Navadniy. Damein leans forward and places the briefcase onto the table, scanning his left thumb and propping it open. Damein begins to pile out the bricks of money, stacking them atop of another to his right. The hard drives and small computer soon follow. "I understand that you have been bringing certain things to where they do not belong for a very long time. That is too easy to notice, look at this place. I understand that you can help the people I work for by lending them some services. They pay very well, Mister Navadniy. Jühring stops, eyes and head moving towards the sum of cash onto the top at his front, then back up to the Slavnok.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Thu Jan 09, 2014 10:16 pm

The mob boss steeples his fingers, glancing over the hard drives and the money,"My my my, the CFP coming to me for help? Well, you words are flattering, but you speak the truth. I have people who could smuggle a rocket launcher in a purse. So, what seems to be the problem? -Why- are you coming to me, is what confuses me."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Fri Jan 10, 2014 2:12 am

Damein continues to organize the contents of the briefcase, starting up the handheld computer.
"With the advances in Zeleniyan stealth detection and counter ship operations in the twelve hotel sector, is has become an increasing problem for the CFP to get what they need to the Second Sultanate. So I have figured, why not come to a man who has been doing this effectively, efficiently and well longer than we have. Not to mention the many people in your network that could overlook certain things in that sector as they have done for you many, many times in the past. That is why we are coming to you, Mister Navadniy ."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Sat Jan 11, 2014 7:13 pm

Navadniy nods, taking another swig of his drink,"Very well. Give me the information and we can start to get to work."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Sat Jan 11, 2014 8:11 pm

Damein also nods, plugging one of the external hard drives into the handheld computer. He slides it forward towards Navadniy. "These are a list of pick up and drop off points. You can understand why we would not want you to deliver straight to our forward bases and what not. I also have another proposition, if you could possibly obtain official immigration papers for at least seven men to the Socialist Republics of Zeleniy and transport them to Kuteznagrad with some equipment. This is a different operation and you will be paid in full for both operations, the earlier being continuous until the planet is liberated."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 13, 2014 12:11 am

Navadniy turns the computer around and glances over the information, placing a pensive hand against his right temple. He glances up at the man over the screen as he speaks. He waves his hand dismissively,"Child's play, as long as your seven men can play up their love for the common worker, you'll be set."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 13, 2014 2:15 am

Damein nods along, "I was thinking something more along the lines of university transfers from the USC, if that could arranged, that would be wonderful. We appreciate your cooperation, Mister Navadniy."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 13, 2014 3:03 am

Navadniy pauses, thinking for a moment,"Yes, I can have that done soon."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Fri Jan 17, 2014 11:28 pm

Damein nods along, "Understood Mister Navadniy, thank you for your time."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Sun Jan 19, 2014 12:47 pm

Klub Navadniy, 08F

A small unmarked frigate would appear out of FTL hovering near the station for a few moments before launching a small shuttle. The shuttle would approach one of the western hangars and dock inside of the lawless station, and upon landing, three men would step off the ship.

Approaching the entrance, they would appear to be dressed completely in black in mostly casual clothing, with some armor on their shoulders and knees. Agent 029, the leader of the trio, stood in the center wearing a black jacket with white stripes running down the arms. He, followed closely by his two associates approach the entrance.

They strolled past most of the patrons and straight up towards the guards. Upon getting closer, the guards would notice they all have the same color of eyes; a very icy blue that would glow artificially. All three would also be around six feet in height, and have rigid posture. 029 eyes the guards while the other two would scan the crowd.


"I have business with your boss."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Sun Jan 19, 2014 5:39 pm



Navadniy nodded, shaking his hand, which felt devoid of any warmth, denoting it was synthetic, and grinned,"Just send me their likenesses and I'll have those IDs and papers cooked up for you." One of the guards stepped up to Damein, his boots clopping against the floor. He nodded towards the elevator and escorted him out. He is offered some complimentary drinks by one of the waitresses on the way out and given his piece back by the guards if he chose to leave the club completely

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The two guards, drugged up and in a slacked position, suddenly stood at an uneasy position upon seeing the three. They gripped their SMGs closely to their body, one of them wheezing through his gasmask,"Who are you, blin? What do you want with the boss?"
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 20, 2014 4:52 am

Agent 029, William Ordo would raise his wrist up towards the guards, a holographic official-looking document appearing before the two guards. As the image would scroll down, the document would show a facial portrait of a man, gray-haired, and severely scarred.

"We think he has information on this man, Bolbun Jacta."

Bolbun Jacta was the the leader of a group of raiders, marauders, and criminals known as the Eclipse. Utilizing hit and run tactics, the Eclipse pirates had managed to attack and rob several RSI merchant and freighter ships. In the past few years, the OMI has almost completely wiped out the Eclipse, killing most of Jacta's bosses. However, Jacta himself has escaped judgement, and continues to hide and plan assaults in RSI space.

A recent investigation led the OMI here, to Klub Navadniy. They believe that the owner is aware of Jacta's location, and sent Ordo out to find out more.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 20, 2014 5:18 am

The guard drums his fingers against his SMG,"Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, you got a piece on you? No one gets a meeting with the boss if they even have a toothpick.."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 20, 2014 5:19 am

Damein had left the credentials of the men needing the papers with the down payment and the hard drives. He was merely escorted to the bottom floor, there he adjusted his clothing and surveyed the floor, looking for anything or anyone that might be of interest, whether it personal or for the job. After all, this was Klub Navadniy, and he was human.
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Mon Jan 20, 2014 6:05 am

Ordo would reach into his jacket and remove his sidearm. The two burly men behind him would do the same, passing their weapons towards Ordo. Ordo would present the trio of pistols to the guards. They all had the same sidearm; a very sleek looking KP-32. The KP-32 is would be heavier than most sidearms, weighing about the same as a small SMG, and would also pack a hell of a punch. The guns are each biolocked to their respective owners.

"This is all we have. Those guns are biolocked so don't even think about stealing them."
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PostSubject: Re: Klub Navadniy, 08F.    Tue Jan 21, 2014 10:07 pm

As he enters the club, there is a roar above the loud music. Over at one of the bars, a human merc knocks over a plate of raw meat an Aranek was eating. He pulls a gun on the Aranek, the Aranek roaring and reaching for his large piece on his hip. The crowd backs away from the two and goes dead silent. Only the music plays, as the man levels the weapon at the Aranek's forehead,"Come on now, you scaly fuck, either you come in quiet or with no kneecaps, doesn't matter to me you're still the same price if you can't walk!" The Aranek chokes out a few hoarse words, squinting his eyes,"You will lose."

The other Aranek stand by, almost uncaring. Such is their way, their warrior code bounds them to not help unless asked. The Aranek whips out his piece, the human firing twice into his chest, the Aranek grips his chest and roars, firing the oversized revolver once. The human is struck in the throat and rears back, dropping his pistol and gripping his throat and gurgling. He collapses, dead within seconds. The Aranek warrior falls onto one of his knees, his hand reaching under his kevlar vest. He wheezes and pants heavily, pulling himself up and limping away, the crowd clearing out of his way as he moves into the Aranek private club.

The music turns back up and the Klub turns back to partying, almost as if it never happened.


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The guards take the side arms, their ears pricking and turning towards the doors as two gunshots followed by a resonating boom of another gunshot are heard. Some chatter goes through the guard's earpiece, and he nods,"Horoscho, druk." He turns back to the man, looking over the KP-32,"Don't test me, money is money, friend. You go inside, across the club, to the elevator with the other guards. They will let you in."

He opens the door for the three.
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