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The Hydrus decended onto the planet and as it lowered down its landing gear it sunk a little into the sands. The Hatch on the back of the Hydrus unlocked and lowered down the ramp leading out of the ship. Rizzi slithered down the ramp and when she was off it she brought up her left wrist and pushed a few buttons on a "Fancy Braclet" the Cargo ramp retracted back up the ship and the Hydrus ascended back into space.

Rizzi took a few minutes to just soak up the heat of Venus, it was heaven on earth so to speak to her cold blooded nature. bringing her arm back in front of her she tightened the ships remote control more to her wrist and let out the slightest of "ooohs" while she did. she flexed her left hand open a closed making sure the controller wasnt so tight to mess with her hands dexterity. Finally the ten meter long snake woman made her way into town, her first stop the local bar to get something to drink, then she would pay a visit to someone she owed a favor to.

when she got up to the bar she noticed 2 men talking to the barkeeper outside. she pushed past them and let herself in, finding an open booth and coiling herself under the table before letting her upper half get comfy in the booth. as flexible as she was, she wasnt able to get her entire back half under the table and a small length of her tail stuck out into the open floor space. Normally now is the time she would call for the bartender to bring her a drink, but she passed him on the way in so now she was waiting for him to return.

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After the Corax had made it's jump it powered down, as not to attract any unwanted attention. Cyrus was reviewing the latest bounty hits to see who was the talk of the day. He came across a page listed in the name of one Juli Moneray Sampson, he inspected the page further. Not expecting someone so young to have such a bounty. When he was reading over he came to one of her listed aliases: "Pawsome"

'Pawsome'? I like that! And one so young and innocent like her shouldn't be the target of uncouth bounty hunters! Who knows what they could do to her? I think I should go and make sure she stays safe from the clutches of the ungentlemanly law men and women who would wish to do harm to such a cute little thing. he said to himself rather loudly.

One of the Bridge officers looked over to him. Umm Sir... Who are you talking to?

Cyrus looked him in the eye for a moment. It matters not whom I was addressing good sir! He looked away and pointed at the pilot. Helmsman! Plot a course for venus!

Why? There's no point. The sector is crawling with law enforcement. That and we just arrived in this system, I thought we were going after someone here! The pilot shouted back in a confused tone.

Mr.Siegfried! You were not hired to trouble me with your incessant rantings you were hired to follow orders... And I order you to set a course for Venus!

My incessant rantings!? Oh forget it... The pilot grumbled as he began to steer the ship and re-activate the jump drives.

The ship turned on it's axis and lit up as it's jump core turned on and began to fire. It took a few minutes but soon the ship was being catapulted towards Venus. All the while Cyrus and a few of his most trusted, including Anya, were headed towards the armoury to gear up for Cyrus's planned venture. And in the ship's hangar bay one of it's shuttles was being prepped for launch, the small craft would be instrumental in allowing them to safely land on the planet's surface.

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Solar Wolf surveyed the readings coming in from their sensor suite. A few military EM signatures cris-crossed the city. "Interesting. Quite a number of unmanned drones have been deployed. IFF pings indicate military grade hardware that is unaffiliated with this planet's defense force."

They paused, exchanging ideas in swift silence over their neural link.

"Interesting. Another bounty hunter? Most likely. Damn competition: I say follow the drones, they've gotta find something interesting sometime. I am uncertain; perhaps collaboration is an option? Not a chance. Those credits are ours, and ours alone."

With that, they leaped from the rooftop, and scampered through alleys, focusing on the drone's movement patterns. Fenrir devoted himself to mapping out likely locations, dedicating all his processing power to the task, while Sunny took over the actual running through the neural link. The thrill of the chase urged Solar Wolf on as they closed in.

But the thrill of the chase was cut short: rounding a corner, Solar Wolf found themselves looking straight into a drone's optics. Although too late to stop a transmission, their manipulator tail whipped forwards, snatching a golden HF katana out of the sheath on their back and slicing the drone out of the air.

"Damnit! Stealth compromised. No [censored]: leave an IOU in the scrap? Negative: their construction is cheap, and there are still other drones to follow."

They sheathed their sword and scampered away, the wreckage still sparking on the ground.
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Dio had finished her drink and was now outside, clad in some cold weather clothing, checking over her ship before she was to take off. She inspected the GAU-8 avengers mounted on each wing, to make sure they had ammo and would feed well. She also checked to see the missiles were secured well. And last she checked the massive plasma cannon on the bottom. After seeing everything was to her liking, she used he key to opene the cockpit of her sleek M1 racer and hoped in. She flicked on some switches and gave power to the ship before closing the cockpit and making sure everything was online. She grabbed her radio and said, "Callisto air control, this is the 'Clockwork Angel' requesting takeoff in my sector." After waitig a short while she received a response. "Roger that Clockwork Angel. You are clear for take off. Stay safe." Dio replied quickly with a "thank you" before setting the radio back and flipping a switch which started the engine. Being the racer that it was, the engine roared to life and was ready to go rather quickly. After taxing a bit to get a clear runway, she eased the throttle forward as the ship rapidly gained speed. She pulled up on the wheel and she was aloft. As her speed increased she was rapidly ascending to space. After getting out of the moon's atmosphere fine, she switched to her "zero G drive" which is where the M1 racer really shined. She began to speed up and in no time was soaring through space. After getting clear of Callisto, like using an Nitrous Oxide switch she flipped on the hyperspace drive. The stars in space blurred as her ship entered hyper space. There was inital pressure in the cabin when you did this, but Dio was quite used to it. She touched the voice command on her ship's GPS and said, "Set course for Tortuga Station" A check mark appeared on the screen and she relaxed at the wheel as she watched her progress towards the station.
After some time, she was nearing her destination. THe onboard computer advised her to disengage hyperspace drive, and she did so. Hyper space faded as she found herself in the asteroid belt. She slowed down considerably, to maybe half speed, so she could maneuver the asteroids. she saw the hulking Tortuga station just ahead and picked up her radio once more. "Hello Tortuga station. This is the Clockwork Angel requesting a landing." The stations gatekeep replied, "Sure thing. Go to... Hanger 3 and we will assist you in landing." Dio steered her ship to the hangar with a 3 on it. The big doors on the front of it began to open. She slowed as she reached the hangar and she slipped in no problem. as soon as she had entered, the doors closed and one they were sealed, hangar employees came out to assist her in parking her ship. THey guided her to a parking spot and once in she cut the power to her ship and got out. After exiting the hangar she began walking along the main street of Tortuga station. As she walked she thought with herself, *Alright, now where would this Shane Sampson be? Maybe a bar, or perhaps I could maybe get some info at a bar... Oh who am I kidding. I want a drink too.* She looked for a bar as she walked and none really striked her fancy until she saw something. She saw a bike parked outside a bar with "The Cowboy" written on it. This was Shane's Alias. TIme to investigate. She walked into the bar, named 'Barracudas', and immediately said to herself, "blegh, it's smokey in here..."

Meanwhile, a large ship, with "Ragnarok" written on the side, was approaching ganymede. The pilot, Luka Schafer, AKA: "Mr. Big Personality" had just finished watching Bigshots. He decided to go after David Tavor, seeing that he was heading to Ganymede anyways. As he approached, He turned on his radio and said, "Hello, Ganymede air control? This is the Ragnarok, lookin to land." After a short pause, a voice replied, "You are clear Ragnarok, Hey, is that you Luka? It's me, Richie!" Luka smiled and said, "Hey Richie, how have you been? Still in the Ganymede police?" Richie replied to him. "Yeah, Still on active duty!" Luka chuckled and said, " you were a veteran even when I was around." Laughing was heard over the line as Richie said, "Yeah yeah. Hey, I assume your goin for that bounty Luka. Good luck." Luka said "Thanks" as he shut the radio off and took the maneuvers to land. He angled the big ship correctly as he began to enter the satalitte's atmosphere. His ship descended through the atmosshpere until he could control it once again, in the airspace a airplane of the old days would fly. He flew only a short ways before seeing Talos city and began to ease the ship downward. He felt the ship hit the water and he puled back to let the ship settle in the water. Once afloat, he began moving slowly with the engines until he coasted up to the dock on the West side of Talos. He parked and ran out to the deck where he threw ropes to the dock hands and got his ship tied off and secured to the dock. After his ship wasnt going to go anywhere. He shut down the engines and went down to hi quarters to grab his things to go get this bounty.

On venus, "pawsome" Juli was at work. She was tucked away on a rooftop in the city of Sevestopol, hidden by most of the unattentitive. She was tapping away on her computer while her AI controlled spider robot, Reginald watched. She was looking over some reports of bounty hunters entering Sevestopol, as well as the bounty placed on her and the Bigshots headline. She grinned as her ears perked up and said, "ooooh fun fun! The bounty hunters have come to play with meee~!" She giggled and continued tapping on her computer before she said, "Let's mess with... Sssssmiling Max! hehe, funny name." SHe tapped away some more and pulled up a window that displayed this man's information. She read over it and said to herself, "I gotta watch out for this one..." Then she closed her laptop and slid it into a bag she had for it. She turned to reginald and said, "come sir reginald! I require nourishment!" She went to the edge of the building and slid down the wall somehow into an alley, with Reginald simply crawling down behind her. Reginald hit the ground and she immediately jumped onto the spiderbot and sat on it. "onward! to the markeeeeeet!" Reginald started moving through the alleyways at a surprising speed and then into the marketplace of the city, where the two sped around. Reginald came to a stand with watermelons and Juli ducked under the counter. She slowly rose her head up and with a smug smiled she snatched a melon before yelling "EVASIVE MANEUVERS REGINAAAALD!" and they sped off once again wih Juli holding her prize as they went.

Meanwhile the criminal David Tavor, the Brotherhood higher up grunted as he watched the bighsots TV show in a safe house with a few men around him. "So the police are finally trying to drive me out? No doubt we are going to have to deal with a lot of crap boys. One of you guys let the boss know of this, meanwhile, let's get ourselves geared up and ready for some fights. Secure this safe house and any other buildings. If you need to go out, travel in groups, and protect me if we need to move, which we will. Someone will hear about this safe house." After 'briefing' them, he stood up and went to a closet in the house they were in. He pulled out two big duffle bags and unzipped them. This revealed a multitude of firearms and ammunition. They all went to equipping themselves, mostly with pistols, but a few had rifles and shotguns. The grunts under him went to work securing a perimeter around the building while David lit up a cigar and said, "come and get us punks."
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Angel Eye was just walking lazily, "listening" on what his drones were seeing and hearing. Nothing much really right now, just civilians walking around. He did notice a few armed individuals moving around in beat up vehicles here and there but, still being far from the fishery area, he didn't think it had anything to do with Mr. David. "Now... How am I going to do this? Burning them out again sounds like a simple answer. Probably going to have a couple other bounty hunters though so it might not be the best idea ever burning the bounties. I'd be happy with the 35% but whatever..."

Suddenly, one of his drones blanked out. At first he thought it was a bug or something, it was nowhere near any danger. "Tsk tsk tsk... Unit no.4... how many times are you going to do this to me..." Looking at the last feed however, it revealed some tiger machine thing. "Huh...." Suddenly slicing his drone in half. ""AH COME ON!!!! What did that poor drone ever do to you?! Poor no.4! Always tried his best!

Signaling the other drones, Angel Eyes ordered one to retrieve the remains of No.4 while the others were signaled to come back to him. Thinking to himself that the cat robot was following the drones, he was hopping that it would come straight to him. Whoever was interested in wrecking his drone for no good reason will be getting an earful. "Come on cat thing... Don't want to wait all day..."
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As the waitress came around with the orders Shane paid her 50 credits for the meals, continuing on to turn to Jason So, where do you think we go next? I know theres a nice little place down the road. Ok, only if we fit though. …Alrighty then. Jason then takes a bite into his sandwich. As soon as he took his first bite, his face slowly contorted from one of joy to one of confusion followed by one of rage.

There's purple in this sandwich... THERE'S PURPLE IN THIS SANDWICH!

Jason throws the plate across the room, striking a spot on the opposite wall inches away from another person's head.

Jason jumped out of his seat and ran into the kitchen with a murderous look in his eyes. He ran in and shut the door. The faint sounds of yelling from an argument (or murder in progress, I am not quite sure) could be heard through the door.

Getting up I walked over to Jason and told him Go back to the ship, ap, don't argue, go. As Jason walked out I sat down in my booth, hearing the door open I looked up as I ate from my plate, an attractive looking wolf walked in, sitting in my booth I looked out the window at my bike directly out the open window, I wonder if she saw that, oh well. As I ate my gator I sat and listened to the jukebox drone. Writing on a napkin. A small leather book sat at the end of the table, putting fifty credits and another hundred as a tip I sat and finished my meal for a little while, old hank singing on and on about lawyers guns and money.
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After a brief jump the Corax once again came to a halt. On the Bridge Cyrus was sitting, already in his HAVOK armour along with Anya... The pilot was checking the systems when a dull thump was heard which rocked the ship. He began checking the scanners.

Helmsman! Report. What just hit us? Cyrus asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

It was a missile from a small police frigate! I told you this was a bad idea coming here... Sir, orders!

Return fire! Break that imprudent swine!

With pleasure captain. the tactical officer said with a grin as he began targeting weapons on the smaller ship.

Outside small parts of the Corax's hull began to lift, revealing the missile launchers underneath. The launchers tracked the smaller ship and once they had achieved a lock they fired on it. The missiles streaked towards the police ship, crossing the distance quickly and striking into it's hull, blossoming into a red plume of flame that was immediately extinguished by the vacuum, leaving behind twisted and rent steel. Then another volley stuck. Breaking the back of the frigate and shattering it into small pieces of red hot metal.

Excellent, they'll be hearing about THAT on the surface, such a charming way to mark my arrival... Now back to our objective!" He called out, his mood changed. "The records indicate that this girl is somewhere in this sector." He said as he pointed towards a map of the planet shown on a large screen. According to some rather trustworthy files I read on the way here reports matching her show that she may be taking refuge in a delightful little settlement within that sector, so that's where we will search first.

Captain, if you don't mind me asking why are we even going after this girl? It's a very dangerous mission for one person. Anya spoke up.

This is more than just a person, I read up on her, she is rather skilled with a computer and someone of her standing would be of use to me... That and how could I say no to helping someone like her?

Alright... But if I die I'm blaming you!

Hey! I'm sorry to interrupt but don't you two have a shuttle to take? We can't stay here forever, police are sure to come looking for their missing ship. the pilot said as he began taking the ship away from the scene.

Indeed we do Mr. Siegfried. Anya, gear up, were going to take a nice little trip down to the surface.

The two of them stood and left the bridge to make their way down to a prepared shuttle where more men were waiting for them. Soon the ship was making a pass of the planet and a small dot could be seen falling from it. As the Corax sped off to find a hiding place the small dot began moving towards Venus. The Reaper was on his way...

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Inside the asteroid belt two ships stood docked together, ahead of them another bounty hunter ship sat waiting for calls, but the time was futile. inside the ship of the other Bounty hunter the bridge was in panic and sending out a distress call, crew ran from place to place trying to find out the many problems. outside the main door crew stood on guard waiting for the threat to appear, the only thing they heard was the alarm and the fighting going on down the hall. one man adjusted his gun and checked if it was loaded, the others did so as well. soon a figure was approaching them and they opened fire, once the ammo was gone they stopped to see the body thrown down then another figure draw a rifle and fire back with three easy shots of red energy. once the figure got to the door the radio buzzed **Orion status, the ship is now repaired and the gap is fixed all systems here are a go.** orion pressed a button. "good job doc, ready the rail guns on the other ship and fire when ready, also once you see the cargo on radar haul it in, one crate has prisoners." orion said as a confirmation came back before he entered the bridge to kill everyone.
about three minutes later orion was back on his own ship and had everything set. "doc hows everything? were headed back to our hideaway, confirm?" orion asked in the pilot seat readying the flight. "confirmed everyone here is good, and after assessing the crates we have enough supplys, ammo, medical, and food for awhile ill tell more once we arrive." doc said as the ship moved away from all the debris and towards a different and much larger asteroid, where they landed inside one of the many large holes and atiated its signal dampening fields.
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"So this is the spot? Funny, I though it would've been taller." The gunstar mercenary noted, relieved and disappointed at the same time, making his head explode from the conflict... Figuratively. In reality, it just gave him a headache.

Max nodded and checked his PDA, it indeed was the place. "Not to be nitpicking, but yeah, it could've been a few floors taller, or at least fancier." He noted as he gazed towards the building, the first ten floors were your usual cement walls and windows, topping it off with a balcony that surrounded the entire building. Upwards from that though, was fifteen more floors of large windows in thin metal frame, making the upper half look as if it were made of pure glass, the top adorned with a glowing, rotating sign saying 'PERMALIFE'. "Tacky, and ugly."

"I can go straight to the top, My board doesn't have a height limit. My only problem is entry, some thermite might fix that. I'll take the top while you start on the lower levels."
"Now that's a usefull toy, I myself had bought a grapple launcher, but I guess it's staying in the skiff for this job. Do me a favor and blow up that sign."

"Not yet, too noisy. Oh, and Take a Satchel charge, just in case. Just watch where you set it. That's gonna make a big boom, and I'm sure that literally bringing down the house ruins any chance of a bonus."
"Nice, coupled with the thermite and napalm provided to us, no wall is gonna be an obstacle." Max took a Satchel charge from Tristam and secured it in a side pouch on his armor. The stash they were directed to had four of each napalm, thermite and concussion grenades, so his bandolier was packed with four grenades hanging from it, thermite safely stored in a back pouch.

"Now, about the security..." He browsed his PDA, reading the information aloud. "...each floor has several guards patrolling, nothing special, your usuall hired weekend soldiers. The building has an alarm system which automatically triggers a lockdown, a run of the mill quenching foam sprinkler system. No heavy defense drones or exos as far as this tells me. Lastly, the avarage response time for the law in this area is around three to four minutes, so going stealthily could give us some breathing room before we start the all-in party."

"Do you doubt my 1337 stealth skillz? Besides, you shouldn't worry about that part too much, I have backup."
"I doubt everyone's skills, also, backup, who would that be?"
"My ship's AI. Long story, no time to explain here."
The mercenary laid his jetboard on the ground and stood on it while the engines started, the material in his boots were then magnetized to the board, to prevent accidents.
"Alright, I'm off to work, then."
"Good luck."
Max made sure all his equipment was in place as he opened up his skiff and pulled out a grapple launcher, thinking it might come in handy to bypass some security.
"Bulky thing, I'll need to work on it a little after this."

In the meantime, Tristam had already been flying up the side of the building, reaching the top in just a few minutes.
"Let's get this party started." He'd said to himself as he made entry. [By burning both the handle and lock off a door via thermite.]
He checked to make sure his half of the supplies hadn't been lost on the way up. Nope, still there.
And, as Tristam entered the building, Max snuck up to one side via an alleyway, just barely managing to grapple up to the tenth story balcony, climbing over the railing and entering the lower middle of the building.

And now, the party begins.
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The rhino came back into the bar and when he did Rizzi waved him down and told him what she wanted. "bring me a glass of hot scotch, no scotch with ice, not scotch in a chilled glass. A GLASS OF HEATED UP SCOTCH." the rhino look at his with a disgusted grimace

"lady if a drinking man could hear that he would kill you for desecrating good scotch like that."he huffed at her. "you want scotch in my bar you'll drink it cold."

"well im cold blooded so if you bring me cold scotch and it makes me sleepy and lethargic, then ill go warm up outside without paying." she replied icily.

the rhino and Rizzi entered into a staring contest her vertical eye slits stretched thin like a razors edge. The bartender was the first to break. "anything else?" he asked disgusted at the paying customer."

"ill buy any Chocolate bars you have in this heap."


"we dont sell chocolate bars." the rhino huffed at her.

"then ill buy then elsewhere, bring me my drink.
" the Rhino walked away and returned shortly after with a glass of scotch that he warmed up in the microwave. he put the drink on the table with a strong sneer at the snake and a silent little bow. Rizzi slammed the drink back then settled her tab and left. she found a store that sold Chocolate and bought 2 packs of 5, then thinking about the heat bought a small insulated container and some ice to keep the chocolate from melting.

Rizzi slither quickly through the streets with the ice chest safely wrapped up in a few of her coils looking for the house she last met Juli in when she needed someone to Remodel an EMP cannon into something less life threatening. Sure an EMP would knock any unshielded ship out of space for a while but along with the engines and the weapon systems the EMP would also knock out life support and gravity as well as any other function the ship was capable of doing., that just wasnt Rizzi's Style, she needed something that would stop a combative pursuer without risking their life by putting the ship in a decommissioned state while it recovered. Plus Juli did such an amazing job on the Cannon that it wasn't even considered an EMP anymore. The Hydrus' Disruptor cannon was more like an Email with a computer virus in it.

Rizzi entered the Shack where she last met Juli but the little girl didnt seem to be home. She coiled up in the center of the room with the ice chest in the middle of her body tucked her head inside and layered a few more coils over herself. Rizzi was confident that Juli would come here soon, in her mind the Kid probably had some sort of security system and already knew she was here. so for now she would wait.

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"doc whats the find?"i orion asked walking into the cargo bay of his ship to find the usuall german looking man in a lab coat, he touched a pad he held and looked over.

"ah orion good to see you heres the scan on the three crates we obtained from the last ship...as you can see its mostly ammunition and supplys, its the prisoners and the metals he carried that peak my curiosity" doc said after handing orion the pad.

Orion looked at the pad seeing the low bounty prisoner count of three men. And the different ammuntion sizes, he then looked at the metals to find a small amount of hull plates and steel,"so its hull paneling for ship repairs. What about it?"orion asked confused a bit

"exactly hull panels and steel, but why? Not many bounty hunters repair there own ship. But with some time i could have something for our own cause..oh and the distress signal is still alive we may have to move if something happens." doc explained a bit as orion nodded at the small understanding.

]"ok in time then, ill recheck what you have going, and that distress call wont be to big problem all they usually send is those over confident maniacs, but now im gonna organize a few things and see those three men."orion said walking out the cargo bay to the armory where he began replacing and refilling the ammuntion on his weapons. Every minute he checked a screen showing the radar and what was happening in the area.
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It hadn't taken tristam more than a few minutes to find the archives, after "relieving" security of a keycard. [He left the guy Knocked out in a bathroom.]

But looking at it all, he was faced with a dilemma.
"Let's see... How do I wanna go about this...? Grenades aren't like bombs, they don't have timers or detonators. And do I wanna use one or both? It couldn't take more than... I dunno... Ah, screw it, just use everything!
And use everything, he did. The mercenary haphazardly placed everything relatively explosive in a pile, including one of his satchel charges, hooked up to a ten-minute timer.
The theory was the explosion would set off the other stuff and those would burn what was left.

He admired his handiwork for a second, before pulling out his communicator to contact Max.
"Smiley, This is Gunstar. We're going to have a big boom in ten minutes, followed by fire. How's your end?"
"Gunstar, I'm ashamed of you. How could you resort to such shady dealings?"
Oh, the Osprey. Tristam had hoped she wouldn't find out about this job.
"Os? How did you-?"
"You set up your communicators on my frequency, idiot, I just didn't feel like talking before now."
"Uh, right. Just do what you're doing, Smiley, but fast."
"And shame on your "Friend", too!"
"Sorry 'bout her."

Not wanting to hear any more lectures from the Osprey, Tristam hastily put the communicator away.
"Well, I'm bored. now what? Ooh, what's that?"
A nearby PC had caught his eye. On the monitor was a title screen. Apparently, someone had been slacking off on the job in favor of playing games.

"Vanguard Bandits...? Eh, whatever, I've got time."
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Re: Gunslingers (The IC)

#28 Post by Evilsqirrel »

Jason sauntered his way out of the bar, still clenching onto parts of the chef's hair.
"But he put... he put purple in my sandwich..."

Wait a second, he said that I couldn't argue about going back. He didn't say I couldn't blow up the chef's car.
Jason took a quick look around the parking lot, trying to find out which one belonged to the chef.

"Now which one could it be... aw, screw it. I'll just take a stab at it."

Jason hopped onto his bike and cranked it up. He rode up to a random car, grabbed a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw the grenade through the driver's side window.

"Now we go back to the ship! I want a burrito!"
He then hauled [censored] back to the ship to escape the impending boom.

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Re: Gunslingers (The IC)

#29 Post by Ranalf »

Ranalf turned around when he heard a ship, Ragnarok, landing at the platforms. "Oh, wow. A ship arrives as we're leaving...Bet he's going after David as well." he said crossing his arms. Talia looked at the ship and nodded. "Whoever is the pilot of it must have a large crew. We might have a lot more trouble with David than you first expected." she said, with a grim smile.

Ranalf thought a moment. "Well, guess if he sends the crew of his ship, we can always fight em out. Doubt they'd expect my hoodie to be mostly bulletproof." He said with a grin. He sighed a bit. "Hmm...If bounty hunters are already swarming here, no doubt the Brotherhood guys have already mobilized their own efforts for protection. Send me information to all members recorded to be on Genymede to my goggles. I'd like to know which I can kill or which I can bounty." he said to Talia as he walked towards the area where ships usually docked. Talia grinned. "Already on it. Want me to back you up?" she asked. Ranalf shrugged. "You can watch my back. I plan to scout it out with my Sniper though." he said with a grin as he approached the Firebird, jumping up to the cockpit and opening it using a thumb-print scan. He reached down behind the seat and pulled out the .338 sniper rifle and strapped it around his back before jumping off and the cockpit auto-locked as he adjusted the strap.

Talia grinned as she pulled her own little SMG from behind her back. "I had mine under my jacket." she said cheerfully as Ranalf rolled his eyes and began walking. "No rush, other Hunters will probably try to get there before us and fall into the trap, pulling the Brotherhood out." he said, putting his arms behind his head in a relaxed walk. Talia nods. "Yeah, but other Hunters probably have that same idea." she said and Ranalf grins at that. "Then we'll wait them out, cause they'll charge in after the traps sprung. Since I can target the high-bounty ones, I'll tranq them and then show they're my kills. Even if I don't get David, I can rack some nice bounty." he said to Talia grinning. Talia thinks a bit. "Yeah...But David would try to run once he hears they're under siege...Why go for the small fries, when you can go for the big one? He'll probably take the back road out, so we need a vantage spot that will show the best way to escape from an assault..." she says, both of them thinking as they walked.
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Re: Gunslingers (The IC)

#30 Post by LuckyMudman »

Max had gotten inside without a hitch, and finding the server room would be the next tricky part, so he approached one of the guards from behind and tapped his shoulder. "Morning, coffee?" The guard spun around only to have Max grab his face and slam his head against the wall, breaking the guard's headpiece. "So silly of me, I forgot the coffee." The guard tried to fight back, but was too disoriented and ended up having his arm broken below the elbow. "Mind telling me where the server room is, and I'll let you live?" Max emphasised his rush by slamming a fist up the guard's ribs, to which the man winced in pain and shakingly pointed down a hallway. "Good boy." Max patted him on the head, slamming his head once more against the wall, knocking him out.

One hallway later and Max was descending downstairs, following the signs which so nicely said on which floor the server room was when his communicator beeped.
"Smiley, This is Gunstar. We're going to have a big boom in ten minutes, followed by fire. How's your end?"
"My end? Still going about it, I'll be out in ten tho."
"Gunstar, I'm ashamed of you. How could you resort to such shady dealings?"
"Os? How did you-?"
"You set up your communicators on my frequency, idiot, I just didn't feel like talking before now."
"Uh, right. Just do what you're doing, Smiley, but fast."
"And shame on your "Friend", too!"

Hearing the Osprey over the com made Max laugh.
"Your ship thinks highly of me I see."
"Sorry 'bout her."

Finding the server room went more or less smoothly, as he had to leave a couple of more guards face down, even tazoring one in the throat as he bumped into him when rounding a corner. The server room itself wasn't too big, so Max broke the smoke detector inside of it, placing the thermite charges on the main servers and activating them, then throwing in one napalm grenade for good measure. He started downstairs again, rushing to the basement to get rid of the last of the backup, contacting Tristam about his progress.

Static.
Confused, he tapped his communicator, still static.
Now mildly frustrated, he pulled out his handheld to check the frequency agin, but was greeted by a blank screen and an image of a frowning, laughing cat on his display.
"Oh balls, this is not the time for that."
He quickly opened up his PDA, tryign the hard-reset button on the back, but it didn't help, his handheld was completely bricked, remotely it would seem.
"Bah, I'll deal with this later."
He checked his watch, 6 minutes left until Tristam's charges set off, gotta hurry.

Suprisingly, the lower levels had less security, so he managed to get by without attacking any guards. The basement, though, was another thing alltogether as Max ran into two armored guards the moment he opened the doors to the backup servers. "Oh, oops." By the time Max lashed out at one of the guards the other one was already on his radio. "Intruder in the basement, he's attacking us!" Max growled as he swept one guard's knees, knocking him to the floor and pulled out his pistol, shooting a few electric rounds at the other one, knocking out the first one on the ground with a kick in the head. "Tsk, tsk, you had to go and rat me out didn't you..." He quickly entered the guarded room and stood surprised at the size of it, at least three times bigger than the server room upstairs. A quick check of his watch told him he had two minutes left till the first detonation, so he quickly placed the Satchel Charge and the last Napalm Grenade in the middle of the room. "Boop, boop, time to split!" With that done, he ran for the exit, shooting the first guard he came upon into the neck with another electric round, of which he was running out quickly.

Thankfully, he got semi lost on the way out, thus missing the guards as he ran towards a nearby alleyway, reaching the shadows as his watched beeped.
"Fireworks time!"
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