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"Ah, the lighting and air is much better in this dark alleyway!" Sahren would speak into the microphone. The Pykes around the area would do their best to look convincing as the pair holding the check walked behind the woman. The Camera man meanwhile did his best to keep them all hidden from the...

Continuing with his plot, Sahren would begin walking outside with the woman following behind quickly. The Pyke film crew would be pulling out all the stops to look official, some even wore lanyards marked "Press" as the whole ruse continued. "Mrs. Samuel, we here at MorataCorp are so very...

Sahren was not very good at sneaking around in the shadows, it was perhaps his worst quality. When Mae explained that this was a stealth mission, he nearly backed out. Nearly. One thing he was quite skilled at was disguise and subterfuge. It just so happened that he kept his old MorataCorp gear...

@Sahren would pick up his commlink "Seal them in huh?... I think we can manage that... Rafe, new orders from the boss." With that the mercenary would walk outside the room and wait for his old friend. Once Rafe was outside, the mercenary would close the doors of the room. Using a fusion cutter...

Sahren walked past the various new captives with a bit of hatred in his eyes. Not hatred towards his boss who almost bombarded and killed him, but towards those who would dare defy the will of the syndicates. He would march acrocss the room with his massive Shatterbeam rifle and would stare down...

"HOLY KRIFF!" The mercenary would shout, seeing a rain of heavy laser fire pelting the area around them! Sahren would dive for cover, using his rocket boots to dart across the battlefield. He would take cover with what he could, dodging explosions left and right as they came. Looking back the...

Sahren took cover just in time as a small barrage of missiles from a hutt ship cam crashing down on top of the droids. Loud booms rung out through the world, but they were drawing ever closer to the capital building. It didn't appear to be shielded, but was reinforced with a lot of metal, and...

Rafe's timing was excellent, as the wolf-man would lunge on top of the CEO's parents, brutally murdering the father with his claws. Surprised by his old friend's attack, the mercenary had pulled the trigger of his micro-missile gun. A miniaturized rocket would fire directly into the old lady and...

Sahren was slowly running out of ideas for distractions as he could only hold the old couple off for so long... She would catch Rafe's wink however and respond with one of his own. Of course, the old lady would catch this and ask him "Is that eye of your's okay." The mercenary would smirk...

Sahren would continue on with the insurance pitch he had been working on. Thankfully it had created enough of a distraction that the elderly couple would feel safe while their guards were being butchered. It would be around this time however that Rafe would make the slightest of sounds in the...

"Ah, Kriff." The local soldiers were one thing, but Skorpinek droids? That was an entirely new level. Where did these bastards even get something like that? The mercenary would holster his twin blaster pistols, leaving the ones on his droid arms only. He would then pick up the shatterbeam...

As Sahren stepped inside the building, the small woman would lead him to a large living room area. The place had several couches that sat around a large coffee table with a holoprojector on top. She would point to one of the smaller couches and request, "Have a seat, I'll find ole Mr. Joloan..."...

Sahren would respond to Rafe's question via commlink, "I'm all suited up and ready to go. Give me a minute to get into position, then you and Jules can make your move." The mercenary would turn off his commlink for a moment. Oddly enough, rather than his usual uniform, Armory would be wearing...

Sahren, accompanied by the legion of Desilijic Jasea, were jogging toward the planet's capital. Not too far away, he would catch sight of Rafe showing up with a crew of pykes. He hadn't expected his old friend to be there, but he was a welcome addition to be certain. As if on que, each of them...

Sahren would give Kist a nod as he suggested the mercenary stand guard and look intimidating. If they needed him to scare a few locals into a deal, that would be easy enough. "Stand outside the place and look intimidating huh? I can do that much." Sahren would brush a bit of dust off his armor...

Sahren was not the galaxy's greatest pilot, and therefore was not planning on involving himself with areal dogfights. He piloted a KS-9910 Kathol-Class Light Courier, and it wasn't in the greatest condition. No, he was requested to assist in the hutt's land assault on Ubrikkia. The mercenary sat...

It looked like everyone was about to go their separate ways. Finally, he got to take off that damned uniform. There was little else in those moments that would make getting back to his ship a happy experience. Blowing up slavers, getting paid by the Pykes, this was the life. [Official Exit]

Sahren would give a quick nod as Julius gave him instruction, and figured his force sensitive friend's plan would be better than none. As the blaster fire slowed down and the morellian shot down two more thugs, the Zabrak would make a break for the other side of the building. His jetpack would...

Though they succeeded, it became quickly obvious to the mercenary that there were all ill suited to another fight. Even he needed to buff out a few scratches in his armor and polish up his pneumatic fist again. Feeling as though his new allies were correct to lie and wait for a time, he would...

Though they succeeded, it became quickly obvious to the mercenary that there were all ill suited to another fight. Even he needed to buff out a few scratches in his armor and polish up his pneumatic fist again. Feeling as though his new allies were correct to lie and wait for a time, he would...