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Elvin's Darkside
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- Will be looking forward to it.- Dorian said to Yed, but wasn't sure if he heard it.- Let's go do some research Sage.- He said as they exited the restaurant. They've got in the car. Dorian drove to the orphanage, or what was left of it anyways. In the street which was once Dorian's home seemed to be a construction boom. He barely recognised the place. Meanwhile Sage was busy searching for the owners of the symbol Dorian showed her.
- What the actual f$%^ is going on here?- Dorian said more to himself and opened his flask.
- Hey, I've got something on the symbol you showed me.
- So who those motherf£$%ers are?
- Mercs. Goes by the name of Death Squad PMC. Current and most constant employer is the Molleone crime family.
- Figures. F£$^ing mafia. Georg probably didn't wanted to pay for protection or to sell the orphanage.- a bitter sadness, mixed with fury could be seen on Dorian's face.
- What's with you? I've never seen this side of yours.
Dorian drank what was left in the flask.
- Me and Dex grew up here. Georg was like a father to us. A F£%^ing old man who wished to do something good in this f%$£ing rock. I'm gonna kill every one of those spineless pricks. And the greedy f$%^s behind them.
- So we just go in, with blazing guns? the two of us?
- Yes and no. We'll hit them where it hurts the most. target their wives, children first. break them. and then we march in guns blazing and waste them motherf£$%ers. That's what we're going to do.
Sage didn't said a word. She was surprised. In these eight years of working together, this was the first time that Dorian was so... honest.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted January 03, 2013 10:54 PM |
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"Could I get one Vodka?", Yed said, sitting down on a stool near Harbyx.
"Sure thing," Dex said and turned to get the drink.
Haryx turned his attention to Yed.
"Did you catch the big game last night? The Warp Rays are doing very well this season." Harbyx say, spraying a few crumbs of bread back on the plate.
"They lost their last game due to a foul though." Yed replied. The correct response. Dex had returned with Yeds drink by now.
"Doesn't realy matter," Harbyx replied, "they're increasing their lead over the competition. They only need to keep the streak going. All matters is the point total at the end of season."
Dex now gave Harbyx a skewed look.
"Scrumball." Harbyx offered as an explaination. Scrumball was hardly known, much less popular this side of the Galaxy and Harbyx hoped to throw him off with that. Unfortunately, that wasn't enough and Harbyx spent the remainder of the time he needed to finish his meal in a pointless argument with Dex of the merits of zero-grav baseball over those of scrumball. Either way the contact was made with Yed and if he knew his codes well enough, and the correct reply given would indicate that he did, Yed would know to follow him outside to a place where they could talk.
When Harbyx finished his meal, he payed and walked out the diner. Yed should follow not to long after and Harbyx made an effort to walk slowly towards his hovercar so Yed could follow at a nonsuspect distance. Once there, Harbyx got into his car unlocked the sidedoor and waited.
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JoonasTo
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 03, 2013 11:42 PM |
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Yed watched the Thoran leave.
"Could I get a glass of water?", he asked from Dex.
The Thoran gave him the glass of water he asked for.
Yed took a gulp from the water. "Couldn't help but notice the commotion earlier, might I ask what has happened?"
Dex shook his head. "Someone attacked a local orphanage, lots of casualties."
Yed frowned. "Cockless motherf*%&ers indeed...", he swirled the water in his glass before finishing it up.
"Well, I've got to get going. You have great food here. I'll make sure to drop by again if I'm in the neighbourhood. Hope they catch the crooks who did it.", he got up from the bar stool and headed outside.
When outside he took a look around for the Thoran and spotted him walking on the other side of the yard. Yed followed him to his hover car two blocks away from the burger shop. He made his way over, opened the passenger's side door and got in the car.
"Yed, I don't think I ever caught your real name.", he introduced himself.
"Harbyx."
"What is it that the good rebels need from me?"
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted January 04, 2013 01:55 AM |
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"Sir Maxwell, someone is at the gate asking for you." The butler stated, wiping off a glass and filling it with wine. "Shall I send him away?" The evening sun was low on the horizon, and this was Maxwell's time alone... unless he had hired or invited some local flavor, of course.
"Of course Jeeves, unless it's wearing a slip off and a bra, I'm not interested." The deputy commissioner said with a chuckle, holding his hand out for the wine. "Say it was a hard day at the office and I still have some paperwork to do or something, I don't know." Maxwell waved dismissively, lounging on his chair and turning on his television as he settled down for the evening.
With a short, stiff and polite bow, Tomas, the butler who's last name was not Jeeves, quickly exited the room, returning to his communication hotlink. He conveyed the message quickly with a rehearsed excuse and sighed before looking up. "Sir, our guest says that it is most important. Something about money he's owed and an unfair expulsion?"
"Jeeezuse Jeeves, have the current security throw him out then. Lord knows that I hire enough protection to have some myself!" Maxwell was a major share owner and co-founder of the Smith&Born Escort company, one of the largest private security firms in the sector. He had fashioned a rumor that he stood more than a good shot of being appointed undersecretary of galactic security, what with the current undersecretary's poor health and all. Yes, he was going places in this world, Maxwell was. He didn't have time for such trivial matters as a disgruntled ex-employee.
The lights and his TV screen both flickered momentarily and "Jeeves" apologetically told him, "I am sorry sir, this storm has apparently knocked out our primary generator. We switched to the secondary generator for now, so that-" And then the lights turned off completely.
"What's going on, Jeeves?" Maxwell asked, annoyed as he swirled his wine in the light of this evening storm.
"I... I don't know sir..." His butler said, furiously typing away at his datapad. "It says we still have power, but beyond that I don't have clearance to even turn the lights on!"
Maxwell sighed, setting his wine down and pulling out his phone. "It's probably another system reset... another malfunction. I'll call the company and-" a loud crash cut him off as something rather hard slammed against his door, and the dull crunch announced that whatever it had been, it had broken open.
Maxwell dropped his phone and quickly scrambled for his gun. His hand reached into the compartment where it was stored, felt metal, grabbed it and pulled. Instead of the weapon that he was expecting, Maxwell found himself holding a small ball with a glowing blue sphere in the center of it. Maxwell looked at it. It looked back. Both of them were silent as the door opened and Fenix dropped Maxwell's guard negligently on the ground, skull broken open and blood on her robotic armor.
She held his gun in her other hand, a black glove separating her skin from it. She wore her black suit and her darkened armor. She did not seem to be pleased.
"Hello gentlemen. Tomas, could you wipe this mess off of my hand please?" The Evolon said pleasantly after waiting for a pause in the lightning storm. In mute shock, the butler wiped the blood off of her armor, using the rag in his hands to do so. "Thank you Tomas." Fenix said before shooting him in the head.
Maxwell finally found the ability to speak. "Y-you. You! What are you doing here?! You're supposed to be dead! They found debris from your ship in the asteroid-"
"Field. Yadda yadda yadda. Listen, do you mind if we make this a little quicker? Yes, you found a ship with the identification number that had previously been on mine. Yes, it was destroyed by an asteroid. No, it was not mine. More pertinent to our situation, the cameras, vocal recognition programs and infrared sensors have all been not only disabled, but their software has been purged. When the detectives go over the files, they will have to assume that the storm took them out when it struck your generator." Fenix hummed a little bit and flicked her right finger, moving her small probe in Maxwell's hand, but not breaking it free from his grasp. "Could you open your hand please?" When he didn't react, a bullet wizzed past his head and slammed into the television. "Now?" Soon, the little spy probe was floating next to Fenix's head. "Thank you."
Maxwell had begun to back away in horror, breath caught in his throat as he tried to gasp out a word, "Wh-... Wh-wh-"
"Why?" He nodded, gulping in air. "Well for one, you're a sadistic, womanizing brute of a man and you think your..." After looking him over, the condemnation and boredom in her voice indicated what she thought, "slightly above average looks let you treat women however you want. For some women, that would be enough. Some men as well. But more importantly, you hired me out and I completed the contract and secured your position as the new successor to the Secretary of Security. Then you tried to kill me instead of paying me. That is why."
Maxwell had pressed himself against the window now, finding enough of his voice to babble, "So then it's money you want? I can give you money. More money than I was going to, more than you ever-" He was cut off and began to whimper as Fenix pressed the barrel of the gun against his head. "P-please..."
"Sorry Maxy, but this isn't completely personal. Otherwise, I might accept." Fenix told him off-handed. "You know, you hired me to take out a bounty that you had secretly placed on that poor boy, Lorenzo's, head. Well, it was foolish of you to think that his is the only head with a bounty on it. But I did learn something from you." The terrified, desperate eyes looked up at Fenix. "I had him pay in advance."
A gunshot and twelve hours later, Maxwell Born was found in a pool of his own blood by a slightly annoyed member of his personal security force. While this man was later quoted saying, "It was no great loss", the fact remained that it was his partner, Jaison Smith, that became the hand picked successor to the position that opened up the next day. And Fenix counted her money, happy to find that the suitcase she had hacked open contained exactly what she had asked for. The lionfish was a nice touch to her shop front.
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Geny
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Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 04, 2013 09:54 AM |
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Just outside the room filled with rebels were small, hidden, improvised docks. It was agreed long ago that the meetings should take pace near such docks to allow a quick getaway in case the authorities find out about the gathering. Jak Copool approached his sleek ship. A small, shady kharon was waiting for him outside.
"Did you get it?", Jak asked.
"Yes, here it is." the kharon pointed at a human-sized crate near him.
"I still don't understand how you managed to get your hands on it."
"It was harder than I thought." the little smuggler rubbed his hands nervously, "In fact, it was harder than you paid me for..."
"Of course, you'll get yours. But first, what about the other thing?"
"I found a name. She is the best at these kind of things. Here." the kharon handed Jak a small data disc.
"Fenix Artanis." the Akhari read out loud, "Alright, I'll give her a visit."
"Now to my payment..."
"Yes, you wanted a raise." Jak raised his gun and pointed it at the smuggler, "Is this high enough?"
"You... you... that room is full of armed rebels! You wouldn't dare!..."
Jak's eyes lit up. The fire that adorned his armor was nothing beside the flame in his eyes.
"Dare? You dare me?"
"No! Wait!"
"Challenge accepted!"
There was a loud noise and the lower half of the kharon fell on the ground. His upper half mixed with the air and flew away. A big group of rebels ran out of the room, but stopped in their tracks when they saw the scene. Jak Copool looked back at them.
"What? He dared me..." He took another gun and pointed them both at the crowd, "Anyone else wants to dare me? Maybe some wants to say that there's too many of you for me? No? You're all boring. I'm gone."
He holstered his pistols, picked up the crate controls that the kharon dropped earlier and boarded his ship along with his cargo.
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted January 04, 2013 12:18 PM |
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"What is it that the good rebels need from me?"
"That exchange you just made with the Hunter, what was it?"
"Handed her my new contact information. And an open invitation to drop by sometime. She's real pretty to us warm-blooded ones, you know.", Yed smiled and pointed at the lizard on his shoulder. "Plus Cresc here really likes her too."
"And that is all you exchanged?" Harbyx asked.
"Mmm-h, NO wait, I also promised to treat her partner to a drink when we have time.", Yed looked like he was pondering on something for a moment. "That might come back to bite me one day, he looked like he could hold his liquor...Why does all this interest you though? The rebels are rarely interested in the hunter's business on such down to earth level. Did they raid your safehouse or something?"
"Not exactly. I was sent to clean up a mess of an operation gone wrong. Problem is, they got there before me and messed it up further. Now I have no clue why the op has gone sour or what happened to the goods."Harbyx gnashed his teeth a little. "And my handler won't get away, or let me do so, with the excuse that Hunters got there before me."
"Ah, well, you can rest assured that I did not receive a package from her. So whatever it is they got from you, they probably still have it. It sounded like they were going to go after the people who attacked an orphanage near here. From the sound of it, heads are going to roll as soon as they find out who did it."
Harbyx gnashed his teeth again.
"The orphanage is not my business. And neither should it be theirs. Are you up for a little business venture?"
"I'm always up for business, what did you have in mind?"
"Seeing as the Hunters know more about what went down than I do, I'll have to get the info out of them. Which also means I have to find out which one of them know what. Best way to do that is to seperate them and seeing how you're already chummy with the female your involvement will make that go down a lot smoother. Besides I expect more from her than from the male. I've dealt with Hunters before, but I need to get a gauge of them before we'll act. I can drop you off near to orphanage, the you will keep up with the female. You'll hear from me when we're ready from out side of things."
"Not to piss in your cereals but how exactly are you planning on separating two hunters who are on a god damn revenge mission from the sound of things?", Yed asked. "You don't expect them to just have a friendly chat while they're shooting people and ripping their hearts out, do you?"
"Obviously, however, from what I've heard from the male while he was "talking" to the owner of the diner, he is on a revenge misssion. From what I can tell, the female has no stake in this. Besides as long as neither is able to dropp the goods off, and I have my reasons to believe the female has them, this can well wait untill they are done. Which would also be part of your task, make sure they don't drop the goods off before we're ready."
"So you want me to stick with them untill they are done with their massacre? You better be prepared to pay good money for this. I'm going to need some gear, drop me off at my ship, I can get it there. I've docked it at the launch pads north of here."
"Not necessarily with them, near them will suffice untill they are done."
"Consider it a deal, payment as usual.", he offered his hand for a shake.
"I'll see that you'll get your going rate considering the nature of the mission." Harbyx took Yed's hand, carefull not to dig his claws in the Human's flesh.
"Great, drop me off by my ship, I'll grab my bike and you can go prepare for whatever you are planning."
"Will do." Harbyx started his hovercar and drove to the launchpads Yed indicated much faster than was allowed and dropped him off there.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 04, 2013 06:54 PM |
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Sage and Dorian were back at their mobile base of operations and Dorian's home, the light frigate "Sweetheart". The vessel, 200 meters in length had all the necesarry commodities, as well as a sizeable cargo space, military grade shields and weapons.
- We need to find out more about the top members of the Molleone family- Dorian said while unplugging a bottle of whiskey.- and their families. You're good at this Sage, get me their schedules, places they love to visit, and so on.
- You're serious about this, this isn't an official assingment.
- Do I look like I give a f$^& about it being official? they wish to take down good old men giving orphans a new hope, I'll take down their defenceless wh^res and basterd children. I need a shower.- Dorian drank and went out of the central chamber of the ship, which served as a briefing center and a dinning room. Given the opportunity, Sage hastily sent the copy of the stolen plans to the rebellions secure servers. She then contacted the main Hunter HQ back on Terra to inform them on the mission success. She also got the authorization of Dorian's vendetta approved as an official mission. after the business was done, she began searching for the things that Dorian asked.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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JoonasTo
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Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 04, 2013 07:31 PM |
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At his ship Yed picked up his pistols and his energy blade. He strapped them to his thighs. Then he headed to cargo bay 3.
"Open the cargo bay 3 doors", he commanded the ships computer.
"Cargo bay 3 doors opening", a metallic voice replied.
Yed grabbed his helmet, hid his hair inside his jacket and got on his hoverbike.
"You'll have to stay here, can't have you with me this time.", he told to Cresc who jumped off his shoulder to a nearby table.
Yed put on his helmet and fired up his bike. A quit humm emanated from the bikes engines as it lifted off the ground.
"Close the carge bay 3 doors, lock the ship down.", he told the ship and blasted off to the orphanage.
It didn't take him long to reach the orphanage but the hunters were already gone. Just left some minutes ago according to the kids. Headed eastwards. That's where the closest docking area for medium sized ships was. Yed took to the highway going across the city and spotted the luxurious car a little further ahead on the streets below. He followed it from the highway. When it turned to the docking area he simply drove off the highway and landed on the roof of the docking area main office.
They didn't seem to have any security on the roof, lucky for him. He now had the perfect vantage point to keep tabs on the ship the hunters had entered. He powered down his bike, pulled up his wrist computer and selected the Transgalaxica album to play in his helmet. He sat down on the roof leaning against his bike and waited.
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The Nothingness
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posted January 04, 2013 08:47 PM |
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Koba entered the door, bowing slightly to fit through the door. He looked around casually, noting how it had changed for the better since last time he had been there. The large man fixed his hat and walked up to the man behind the counter he recognized to be Dex. He smiled slightly, looking down at the other, and put his bounty hunter-badge on the desk.
"My name is Koba." he said, his voice a low rumble. "I am looking for any kind of information sbout the massacre at the orphanage. I have heard you have that kind of information."
Dex looked up at the other man. "I might have some information. Why do you want it?"
Koba tilted his head slightly. "I have been hired by a former child of the orphanage to find whoever is behind and make sure they get whatever they deserve."
Dex shook his head. "It's a shame, all those kids dead and on top of that a man that was like a father to so many."
He showed Koba the same symbol he had shown Dorian. "You should seek out a man named Dorian Hawken, he want the same thing you do. Make sure you give 'em hell from me!"
Koba turned without a word, activating his wristwatch for a call. "Roger. Don't tell me you guys did what I think you did. You didn't murder those children, did you?"
"How the hell do you know about that?" Roger answered. "Who told you?"
"I have to meet you, now. Where can you meet me?"
"Well I guess we could meet at Dingo Cafe at Down Under Avenue."
"Twenty minutes, be there."
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 04, 2013 09:45 PM |
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Dorian got fresh out of the shower.
- Any luck?- He asked Sage when he entered.
- Yea, we've got the full authorization for your... vendetta. The grand master approved it.
- You always have to be so official? Did he said anything about the previous job?
- Just congradulated us. Also, I've got a bit of information to help our search.
- Let's hear it then- Dorian said while pouring himself some whiskey.- want some?- he asked Sage.
- Maybe later. so here it is. These are the schedules of Molleone's most trusted liutenant and his wife. Nothing else turned up on such short notice.
Dorian rewieved the findings.
- I guess it'll have to do. says right here that the damn b!tch will be going to see a movie later today. That's where we'll hit her.
- You never told me about your past much. except for the time in prison.- Sage began.
- I'll tell you some other day. Maybe.- He said and drank.- You should get some rest Sage, you appear exhausted.- He added.
- I'm quite fine.
- Get some rest.- Dorian was quite persistant and even stubborn some times. In these cases, Sage found it useless to argue with him. Dorian was like a puzzle to her. On one side, a grumpy, heavily cursing smoker and drunkard who is well... never drunk, and on the other side, like an older brother that she never had.
Dorian was lying on the couch in his cabin and listening to some classic music from the times before the Empire. A glass of whiskey in one hand and a data slate on the other. Dorian read the news feeds of Lyra Secundus. The entire planet was a huge city, not very different from other megapolis planets in the Imperial space. Ridden with filth and crime. That's what Dorian read. criminal news. all the robberies, murders and other crimes in the planet wide city. Drug trades, killing because of drugs, and all sort of similiar crap was in the headlines. The imperial enforcers mostly dealed with non existant threats from the ghettos. The Hunters were mostly used for more serious issues, or so it seemed.
- Hey, ancient music again?- Sage asked, upon entering.
- You call it ancient, I call it classic.- Dorian said without much emotion in his voice.- Seems there's a huge thing for dope in the gangs of Lyra Secundus these days.
- Think they might be connected?
- Who knows. The f"£%ers make money from that sh!t killing anyone who tresspasses, be it an old man or child. Mind telling me what time is it?
- nearly noon- Sage said.
- Good- Dorian finished his whiskey and stood up. he putted the data slate on a table- Let's get moving.
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"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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The Nothingness
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posted January 04, 2013 10:08 PM |
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Koba sipped from his (way too small) cup of tea, earl grey, very expensive these days. He sat seated face toward the window, making sure he could see anything going on in the streets outside. Roger should arrive any minute now, and Koba hoped his fears might be mistaken. If the Death Squad PMC were behind the massacre then he knew those involved all too well, as several had been long time friends and useful connections.
Just as he finished his third cup of tea Roger appeared, wearing black leather pants and a band t-shirt, his belt buckle that of a skull. He entered and seated opposite Koba, not saying a word. Koba ordered another cup of tea, imitating the other man's silence until it arrived then took a sip and leaned forward.
"What is going on, Roger?" he asked, demanding an answer.
"It is way above both of us, I don't know why but me and some others were ordered to kill the old man and any child in the house. You know how it works, if we ask questions we are killed." Roger answered.
"The Molleone family is behind it then? You're still working for them?"
Roger was obviously nervous, shaking slightly and looking around for anyone who might overhear. "They never give us the direct order, but of course we know they're the voice behind our orders."
"Did you kill anyone there, Roger?" Koba asked, meeting the other mans eyes.
Roger hesitated, afraid to answer. "I did." he answered finally, his voice low and trembling.
"Then I am sorry, my friend, but justice has to be served." Koba said, his voice low and sad. "Will you close your eyes as I do it? It will be easier. Out back."
Roger started sobbing, shoulders shaking. Koba lead the way out the backdoor into the alley, retrieving his revolver as he went. When they entered the alleyway Roger went down on his knees. "Tell my girlfriend I am sorry, alright?"
"I will." Koba said, already knowing he wouldn't. "May God forgive you."
Then he took a few steps back to avoid getting any blood on himself and fired his revolver, taking off Rogers head and half his upper torso.
Then he went out front again waving for a taxi.
"Where to?" the taxi driver asked.
"The residence of the Molleone family." Koba answered.
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted January 04, 2013 10:17 PM |
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Harbyx immediately left after dropping Yed off, preperations had to be made. Harbyx sped even more, back to his appartement. To get everything arranged he'd have to contact his handler ASAP.
After arriving, the first thing Harbyx did was log onto the rebellions servers.
"Someone dropped the schematics." Harbyx thought out loud. "Which either means that one of those Hunters is a rebel operative, or those scumsuckers uploaded them just in time. With the way they handeled things, my creds are on the first option." Next thing Harbyx did was leave the token to be contacted ASAP. Then he logged off and went to his coolerunit and took out a soda. Harbyx never thought about the effects of alcohol on him, but those years on the miningcolonies had forced him to stop cold-turkey. Now he only consumed when he could let his guard down, which was practically never. It always took a while for him to be contacted, but then Harbyx had nothing but time before he got approved and could act again.
Harbyx longrange com beeped, he picked up.....and nobody answered. This was his handler and Harbyx followed the required procedure.
After which he started his report, "We've hit a snag," he began and told the entire story and followed with his plan.
"That's taking an awfull lot of risk, Tarellian." the heavily distorted voice of his handler finally replied. Harbyx knew his voice was equally distorted. And to be honest, this was how he knew his handler best, as he had only met her twice before.
"Given that the drop was made, I have to make contact with the one that made it. Given the evidence, I'm thinking it's one of these Hunters. Otherwise I have nothing to finish this assignment on."
"You know what this Yed asks for his services?"
"No, and that's not part of my assignment, nor is contract negotiation."
"<snort> Tarellian, if you keep this up, the higherups may start considering to sell you out."
"I've escaped before."
"Fine, make sure you see this through Tarellian. If my neck is on the line in this, yours is so thrice over. Remember that. Over and close."
Contact was broken.
"I know that well." Harbyx said, more to himself than to anything or anyone in particular.
Then he switched his comstation and made a secure connection to whatever thing it was Yed used for communications and used as his usual way of getting in contact. He had given Harbyx his contact info as well, but never spoke of it.
"Forget the drop." Was all Harbyx said when contact was established and broke it again immediately thereafter. Then he went back to his car. One of the safehouses had to be prepared.
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kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 05, 2013 05:32 PM |
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Dorian drove out the car, from "Sweetheart's" cargo bay. A devious grin was on his face. the blueish glow of his bionic eye only strenghtened the image of a raving maniac.
- Let's to straight to the residence of those motherf£$%ers!- He said and litted up a cigar.- I'm gonna burn the damn place to the ground.- Sage didn't said a thing. Dorian's pyrokinetic abilities were very, very destructive.
Dorian pushed the accelerator pedal to the ground, going fast through the streets and giving speed cameras a finger. Was not the first time. Some of the other Hunters joked that a record of Dorian's speeding tickets was kept on a whole server in the Hunter Database. Dorian was a speed demon, but always kept his head cool. He has never made a crash.
Dorian drove, and was led by the car's GPS systems. after a an hour of crazy speed race the duo found themselves on the other side of the street, overlooking the Molleone base of operations.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted January 05, 2013 06:29 PM |
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Edited by JoonasTo at 18:32, 05 Jan 2013.
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Yed was just changing albums on his playlist as he got a call from Harbyx on his secure line.
"Forget the drop", was all the the caller said before shutting the line.
He shrugged, all the easier for him. He chose Tharloa for his next album but before he could relax the hunter's ship's cargo bay doors opened. The same over the top car shot out of the cargo bay and accelerated out of the dockyard.
Yed jumped up, fired up his hoverbike and drove it down from the roof. The hunter's car was driving fast but it was not really meant for tight driving like this which made it rather easy for him to catch up. Once he had the direction they were headed it was rather easy to cut in front of them from the side street and drop a tracker bug on the street ready attach itself into the bottom of the car. Rest of the way he could take it easy and follow them from a safe distance.
When the signal became static he drove past on a sideway street to confirm they had stopped there and looked for a vantage point from a nearby alley. There were none so he decided to commandeer one. He left his bike in the alley and made his way into the apartment building on the corner of the street.
He got to the top floor of the apartment house and hacked the front door lock to the corner apartment. Once the door lock was open he opened the outer door and knocked on the door. He could hear the footsteps as the owner got up from sitting and walked to the door. Once they stopped he slammed the inner door right in. It knocked the male kharon back and a quick wham with the back of his pistol ensured his continued cooperation. He quickly closed the doors, locking them again, re-checked the view and the access to his bike below. Perfect. He then gagged the Kharon with a plastic plate to it's face and strapped it under it's bed with the sheets. Just to be sure. He closed the curtains just enough to have good view of the street below and dragged a chair to the window. Now that things were set, he could get back to Tharloa.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted January 05, 2013 08:43 PM |
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Koba stood by the building, few yards away from the car that had just parked there. He glanced over casually and noted two persons in the car; they were too fancy to be an average thug and not fancy enough to be part of the family. He walked over, retrieving his false police badge and knocked on the window of the car, already bringing up his psychic powers in case those in the car were hostile.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 05, 2013 09:02 PM |
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Dorian opened the window with a gun in his hand, and a Hunter insignia in the other. The cigar was still smoldering in his mouth.
- Get the f£$^ out of my face f£$%tard. Official Hunter business. -He said as he and Sage exited the vehicle.
- He's a fake.- Sage noted- Enforcers and police don't patrol alone.
The look on Dorian's face changed.
- Allright sh!t for brains, what are you trying to pull here?- He asked Koba.- Are you working for those children murdering motherf£$!ers?
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted January 05, 2013 09:07 PM |
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Koba put the badge back in his pocket. "Well observed." he answered the lady. "And no, I have morals. Whoever is behind the massacre has none."
He showed them his real bounty hunter-badge. "I am hired to bring justice to those behind it. I take it you have the same assignment?"
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 05, 2013 09:22 PM |
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-Morals, huh?- Dorian smiled.- Well, you're a grain of gold in this massive sh!t pile of a city.
- I don't like bounty hunters- Sage said.- Most of them are not trustworthy.
Dorian took out a flask from his arm and dranked.
- And who the f£@$ you think we are Sage? Imperial babysitting service? the f£$%ing concept's the same, We've only bow our heads to the empress, while this guy doesn't. You don't belong to any guild, right? A freelancer?- Dorian asked Koba. He remembered that Koba asked if their goal is the same.- You damn right that we're here to take care of these motherf£$%ers. It's personall.- Anger could be sensed in Dorian's voice.
- Dorian means well, despite his language.
- Yeah, what Sage said. So you have any kind of plan for pulling this off?
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted January 05, 2013 09:29 PM |
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"You don't belong to any guild, right? A freelancer?"
"Guilds are for those whom reputation is not enough, I get customers because I get the job done."
Koba shrugged. "I usually don't need a plan for jobs like these, I already have the keycard needed to enter the building, I was thinking silently exterminating every single member of the family and any thug alive inside without raising alarms or creating a scene."
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted January 06, 2013 11:15 AM |
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- I want to send the f£$%ers a clear message.-Dorian looked at the time- They must be having a fancy dinner right now. How 'bout we join them motherf£$%ers?- Dorian said while looking across the street. Sage opened the trunk and took out her weapons and Dorian's blades, as well as some explosives.
- I think a subtle approach won't help. I'm afraid we'll be walking away from a smoldering pile of ashes.- She tossed Dorian his swords, which were quickly strapped on his back.
- You coming?- Dorian called Koba, as he and Sage crossed the street. when they approached the gate, two of Molleone's thugs stopped them
- This is private property, I'm afraid We can't let you...- The thug didn't finished as he was shot in the chest from Dorian's blaster pistol, while other got his neck broken by Sage.
- Let's get this party started, shall we?- Dorian said as he took out sever of the approaching thugs with his throwing knives.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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