Enemy of My Enemy

[Jayscreec Alecwit]

Spoiler: Mission

Hunt down a bounty hunter causing heavy civilian casualties and end them

​

Holding together natural born killers is hard enough without the law enforcement's attention. The guildmaster held their members to the Bounty Hunter's Creed pretty well. But when Vinza, the green Trandoshan alien - after being told not to, - threw plasma grenades into a crowded swoop-garage, the guildmaster lost it. Surely authorities are going to catch up, at least eventually they would start asking questions, and find Vinza. Vinza, who knew too much. The guild couldn't let that happen, once he started running his mouth, he could drag others into it.

The opportunity of some kind of collaboration popped into Jayscreec's mind when he heard about the incident. Some agents used to work together with the guild anyway, he could take advantage of the situation if he played his cards well. Two days after the incident the Imperials met with the Bounty Hunter's Guild and proposed. The deal was fair, and in the end one hand washes the other. Nobody knew where Vinza went after collecting the bounty, but his safehouse could be good to start looking for clues.

Jayscreec met his allies in the cantina right in front of the former garage, on Nar Shaada. "The safehouse we need to check is in a poor, cheap area. Something is really wrong with this guy. We better stay vigilant," said Jayscreec.

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[Mid Samekh]

Of all the places Mid had to end up, it was Nar Shaddaa. Currently one of the most dangerous places a Pureblood could be in, given its current loyalties. Now a simple little agent wanted to hunt a Trandoshan, known for their prowess as hunters, in a place that will most likely try to put a bolt in the back of his head around every corner. If Mid didn't need these jobs then he would've sent the agent packing.

Mid was, once again, dressed in a set of Rogue Armour with all his Pureblood features covered. His Lanvarok was also neatly hidden in the sleeve of his jacket. Likewise his lightsabers were also neatly hidden in his jacket and the only visible weapons were his pistols. His Sith knife was neatly hidden on his back as well under the jacket. If anyone recognised him or the others as Sith, all hell would break loose. He met up with the agent at the bar they agreed on...but his greeting was far from polite...

As soon as he saw the agent he grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground until Mid looked him in the eye...a good few inches off the ground. "Listen here you little excuse of flesh. Do you know what I am? Do you understand how much the current rulers of this planet wants my kind dead? Now you want me to come to Nar Shad-bloody-daa to kill a bloody Trandoshan?" he growled at the man, clearly quite furious over being on the planet.

He let the agent drop back to the ground then looked around a bit. Thankfully no one cared about the business of others so no one was watching them. "Let's just get this over with." he muttered coldly and rested his hands on his hips

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[Xzaien]

A ship, bearing the marks of some unknown coat of arms appeared above Nar Shaddaa one day. It seems that this, light freighter was covered with runes likely familiar to a certain Sith. A large, dark emblem sloping upward in a flame like motion. It seems a certain someone had appeared nearby.

A really short woman, clad in maroon red robes with only a plain looking similarly covered helmet poking through. Even at this distance, her face could be seen through the transparent Y shaped visor which allowed her blood orange eyes and white Cathar features to look through. She seemed to look unassuming really as her robes's edges were also covered with similar runes seen on the ship. Nearby the short woman, four smuggler looking individuals seemed to be following the Cathar they all wore different sets of smuggler kit, be it a leather jacket or some durasteel body armor. What one thing they did bear in common was a black armband with the same emblem that was seen on the light freighter's hull. They all looked rather, Under-dressed compared to the Cathar.

What did seem off about the woman was her manner of walking. Stiff and controlled like a Sith yet, somewhat unrefined like a common scoundrel. If a certain Sith could sense properly. He could likely sense that this person was infact a dark-sider likely not apart of the Sith officially yet holding certain loyalties. She appeared nearby the two, making sure to introduce herself as her four presumable bodyguards closed nearby. She made sure that they were hidden before finally conversing through her helmet towards the two individuals

"Hello, I have heard from a certain someone that you both may need another friendly "hand" to help with this bounty hunter matter, Perhaps I can help."

She spoke in a amicable way, not wishing to instigate hostilities. It seems her words were genuine. She has heard, and wishes to help.

@Ediwa @KinkyPrawn

 

[Jayscreec Alecwit]

Jayscreec's neck is covered by his Imperial Covert Dress and protected against unpowered attacks by the Armorweave Accessory. He allowed the Mid to lift him up, while he kept one hand over his concealed blade, frowning. Jayscreec groaned, "Not you, I meant the bounty hunter-- Please use your wrath against him, not me." He hated to work with most of the Sith due their nature, but he needed exactly this kind of attitude to deal with Nar Shaddaa's criminals now.

As the waiter passed by Jayscreec waved to her. He ordered a round of drinks to make up with whatever Mid found insulting. When Xzaien arrived, he became extra cautious. The idea of getting one of those Slaughterdroids, or an HK prototype from his Czerka friends popped into his mind. At least he will need something, since he wanted to rank up, he wouldn't have time to exhaust himself in fights and spend months in recovery, or worse.

Jayscreec starred into the Cathar's orange eyes, having no idea how she found them. He glanced at Mid to see what he thinks, before he greeted her. "Hey. We could use some help. I guess the guild gave you the word, right?" said Jayscreec. Since only two groups knew about this deal, one being the Bounty Hunter's Guild, and the other one's Jayscreec himself, there weren't other options. He gestured her to take a seat. As he ordered Xzaien a drink, he noticed the four newcomers too. "Just the three of us should be enough. More will be too much attention," said Jayscreec. He didn't know they were with her, but he tried to get hints.

"Now here's what we know. The guy's name is Vinza. He is a Trandoshan, experienced bounty-hunter. I expect he will try to hide his tracks. We will surely overcome that. I will lead you to his safe-house, as that's our only clue. Hopefully we'll find him there."

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[Xzaien]

Xzaien approached the table, She sat down crossing her legs underneath the table. She was really short, even up close she looked like she was barely tall enough to reach over the booth.

She sat there listening to the Agent spill his guts on the matter. Her expression unchanging from the constant neutral expression she had on. In the meantime she rested her hands on the table idly tapping her forefinger on the wooden table.

Meanwhile the four individuals who walked in behind Xzaien seemed to strategically place themselves in advantageous positions, two standing by the bar and looking toward the front door, and two others sitting near the back of the establishment eyes directly on everyone sitting nearby Xzaien. If the Agent cared to even noticed, they were all dressed in a raunchy sort of uniform, only one of them wearing anything like body armor.

Xzaien waited momentarily as the Agent finished his spiel. She finally spoke.
"Really, a drink? You shouldn't have." She then promptly continued.

"Presumably, I may be of use. Where is he located?"​

 

[Mid Samekh]

Mid eyed the agent for a second or two longer before finally turning to face the new arrival. He at first looked a little bit downward to where people usually reach against him...then lowered his gaze until he finally found the little Cathar girl. He blinked at the sight of her, completely caught off guard. But he could sense she was a dark side user so that probably meant her words were sincere...not that he still trusted her. Her escort also left a lot to be desired but He couldn't judge. At least she had an escort to cover her. He didn't even bring Varpa along. She took a seat and took the drink she was offered.

"His workshop is the building across the street." Mid answered flatly as he settled back into his seat by the bar. He wanted a drink but seeing as he was basically in a massive execution chamber on this planet that didn't seem like a good idea...and he hated using straws. "Once we're done with this mission you owe me a drink for dragging me all the way out here, agent." he answered and looked back to the Cathar. She was small, smaller than the agent. That could come in very handy to get into the building. "We can definitely use you. We need a way in and preferably we'd like to keep it inconspicuous and quiet." he explained to the girl.

"Alright let's get to it." Mid said and stood from his seat once more. He walked out of the building and looked around a bit before standing in front of the workshop. There was the typical garage door out front with a standard sliding door next to it for people to enter if the garage was occupied. On the side of the door was a row of small windows along the top of the wall, too small for Mid to enter, yet the other two might for through without an issue. "alright. We can be sneaky and one of you can slip through a side window to open up for us outside here. Or we can simply kick the front door in and go about it like that. Which way?" he asked the two companions as he stood in front of the workshop.

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[Jayscreec Alecwit]

At the garage door Jayscreec felt like he was being watched. The strange feeling didn't come from his new partners despite their nature, it was rather something else lurking. He checked twice if they were followed, but nothing. The buildings around stood in silence, except the planet's - Nar Shaddaa's - always buzzing heartbeat.

Upon approaching the workstation Jayscreec searched for possible means to enter. The windows seemed all right, but afraid of traps, he tried to find the entrance that the bounty-hunter most likely used. In the end he looked at Xzaien. "Think you could climb inside?" Jayscreec asked. "Let me peek." He stepped closer to the window and noticed someone's silhouette slightly moving through it. He held his hand up like they do in the Navy. "One person, could be the target," Jayscreec whispered. "Allow me to kick the door down on him."

Jayscreec grabbed his blaster pistol and walked to the front. He kicked the door down and started screaming orders. "Show yourself!" As soon as he aimed at the silhouette three other aliens appeared with long blasters in their hands. They turned the weapons toward the entrance and fired.

One shot tucked into Jayscreec's vest as he hugged the wall. "I counted at least four inside! Armed," Jayscreec said. "I swear I will gas them!"

Spoiler: dice

Jay attempts to ambush the bounty-hunter's partners. (Mild fail)

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[Xzaien]

Xzaien appeared nearby the two. She stood just behind them looking quite conspicuous with her bright maroon red cloak drink in hand. As the Agent asked her to sneak in through a window she made a expression which could be labeled as: "Are you serious?" she shook her head at the Agent, taking a few long sips from the drink in the meantime.

"Do you expect me, To sneak /IN?/ through a /WINDOW/ with /THIS/ on?"

She exacerbated her point by shaking her head again. It looks as if her going is was a complete no go. Meanwhile, her body guards remained nearby eyeing the group from afar to not interfere with the infiltration, some of them speaking into unseen comm links located on their wrists or helmets respectively.

Xzaien only waved her hand at her bodyguards and they seemed to dissapear into the crowds, vanishing into the hordes of unscrupulous types and bounty hunters. Xzaien spoke up again

"Perhaps we should make it quick, avoid completely outrageous plans."

Her head tilted toward the sudden door kick, immediately dropping her glass it shattering into a million glass splinters. Her face simply full of unseen confusion and words along the lines of: "IDIOT!" she then braced herself near on the wall making sure to draw her blaster pistol from a previously unseen holster located under the large flowing cloak which encompassed Xzaien's body. She took cover, her helmet folding up and over her furred head, encompassing it with only a small Y shaped visor to peer through.

She loaded her Blaster pistol while shots began to ring out, making sure to load in blue colored bolts to contrast her robes. She stood prepped and ready.

She stood idle nearby, waiting for the bruiser of a Sith to pave the way in. ​

 

[Mid Samekh]

Things kicked into high gear really quickly. While Mid was listening to the young Cathar's whingeing, Jayscreec decided to simply kick the front door in which went about as well as expected.

Mid Bolted to hug the wall along with the agent so he wasn't sprayed down by the fire. "Move over, I'm going to flash them." he said and moved in front of the agent so he was right next to the open doorway. He peeked around and raised a hand to use a force flash on them, but before he could even try something a bolt hit him on his forearm. He pulled back with a growl as the shot seared his arm. If it weren't for his phrik vambrace his arm would have a fancy new hole through it.

"We need to get these guys out of the way before the guy can get away." he grumbled to the agent as he shook his arm a bit to get rid of the pain. He drew both pistols but was ready to trade them for his lightsabers as soon as he entered the building. "One of you go to the side windows and try to get the drop on them. Then we can take them on from here as well." he ordered the two. If they managed to disrupt the attackers, he could always bathe them in fire to get them out of the way, allowing them to pursue the Trandoshan.

Spoiler: dice

Roll to blind the three shooters with a force flash(Mild fail)

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[Xzaien]

Xzaien rolled her big yellow eyes, Seemingly fed up with an immediate combat situation from the get go. She nevertheless, rested upon the door frame waiting for a prime opportunity to turn and fire, when the Sith bruiser flashed the individuals inside and immediately get shot she saw her opportunity to fire back.

Leaning around the corner, only exposing her right eye, and right arm. She let loose with a volley of aimed blaster fire at the closest individual, then a second at the second nearest.

Spoiler: Rolls

Shots fired x2 (Rousing Success)

Xzaien would have managed, astonishingly to wheel around the corner and deliver accurate and deadly fire upon two of them, Causing both of them to take several hits each on the torso and head. They would both drop immediately, Xzaien being completely unharmed from this encounter. She wheeled back behind the door frame, leaving only one individual alive and well.​

 

[Jayscreec Alecwit]

If Jayscreec counted properly, then there was maximum one person left inside. The two force users handled their jobs well, but the agent believed they got tunnel-vision. They could kill their new source as well, which wasn't the best idea in these circumstances.

The last man standing happened to stumble into Jayscreec as he stormed inside the room. The bounty hunter slammed the blaster pistol out of Jayscreec's hand. He countered by grabbing the thug and tackling him, before he could aim at him. Jayscreec's modest 155 pounds forced the alien against the ground. "Stop resisting! You are done," Jayscreec ordered. "I will shoot you!"

"All right, all right," Zarkla - the target's partner - gave up. "Don't kill me please, I'm begging! I've got a family!"

Probably death could a better choice for him. Jayscreec expected the Siths to find pleasure in interrogating him.

Spoiler: dice

Rolling to disarm the last enemy in the workshop (Rousing success)

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[Mid Samekh]

They managed to finish off the last enemies and Jayscreec rushed in to disarm and restrain the last enemy. Mid walked into the building, looking around for any more surprises. The man begged for his life, mentioning something about having a family...a comment which Mid took with a bag of salt. But he was the target's right-hand man, so he was their best lead.

Only issue is getting an answer out of him. "Alright, friend. You're going to tell us the whereabouts of your partner in crime then we'll leave you to return to your supposed family. Is that clear?" Mid explained flatly as he rummaged through the tools on a nearby table. A blowtorch? A wrench? A speeder battery...that gave him ideas. "His whereabouts? Man, I dunno! He never told me. He said he'd get in contact if he needed anything." the man explained on the floor as he looked at the three figures around him.

Mid slowly shook his head. "I don't think you're telling the truth." Mid said flatly then held his right hand out to the man. A torrent of lightning shot from his fingertips and electrocuted the man. He screamed and writhed in pain as the lightning attacked him. Mid stopped for a second as he looked at the man. "You going to talk?" he asked. "Man I told you I don-" he was cut off as Mid went on. He wouldn't kill the man, but the lightning would be more than enough to drag the truth out of him.

He stopped a second time, but before he had a chance to talk, the man screamed, "Alright, alright! I'll talk, I'll talk!". He held his hands out in a vain attempt to shelter him from the angry Pureblood. Mid lowered his hand and looked at him fully. "Then talk." he said sarcastically.

Unbeknownst to the other two companions, at this level of power using that much power drained him. He could still dish out a force push or other abilities, but his reserves were rather drained with that much force lightning.

Spoiler: dice

Roll to get the last disarmed enemy to talk(Barely a success)

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[Xzaien]

Xzaien walked in directly after the Pureblood. She smirked to herself, snapping the safety to her blaster pistol and twirling it around her finger for a few seconds before catching it, and twirling it backward into its respective holster located on her right thigh. She took a quick look around attempting to find any surviving threat. Finding none, she turned her head toward the mewling figure on the floor. A slight smile creeping across her face.

She strafed to the side of the Sith, around to his left as she raised her wrist, apparently tapping something on a unseen wrist guard for a few minuscule moments. Following this, her helmet seemingly folded backward then to the sides, revealing her full face, her hair stuck up in a bun, with a singular strand loose which fell upon her face. She rolled her large Blood Orange eyes before moving the loose strand of nearly white hair behind her tall elf-like ears tucking it behind them.

She lowered her black gloved hands to her hips. Casually just watching on for the time being until a sudden flash of light, emanating from the Sith Bruiser's hand arced and burned throughout the building. Connecting with the pathetic weakness before her. Her expression, still carrying that smirk stayed as she watched the Sith Bruiser fry the poor alien. She thought back briefly before snapping herself back into reality. She gazed upon the smoldering alien, who only begged and mewled for mercy.

Her eyes suddenly turned from the mewling Alien, to the Sith Bruiser, then back to the alien. This time, a more; unsettling smirk creeped across her lightly furred face. She approached the poor moaning creature on the floor removing one hand from underneath her cloak and pointing it in the general direction of the poor alien. She insured that his eyes were watching her hand as she moved it from right to left immediately before him, helped along with a vibrato effect stemming from her hand.

Spoiler: Roll

57, Success everything goes as planned

The creature on the floor watched the hand, the pointer and middle exactly as Xzaien drew it across the air infront of her in this, fluid motion. If anyone would bother to look he sat back up, his pupils suddenly dilating as Xzaien's hand drooped to her side. The creature opened his mouth and began to speak.

"He's at the safehouse, Eh- This one..." He spoke in between coughs and sputtering from the electric onslaught he had just received. "Its in my pocket here." He made sure to move his hand slowly lest he secure his own demise. He retrieved a small data chit and knelt before the Cathar, handing it over to her.

Xzaien grabbed the chit from the creature, She made sure to nod toward the Sith Bruiser. Indicating that he end the poor creature's pitiful existence. Meanwhile, she seemingly plugged the chit into her forearm. Immediately following, a Holographic screen of sorts appeared in-front of Xzaien. A map of the current region with many hideouts marked with a blue circle. Except one. The one that stood out was marked with a bright red square with a small note beside it. "Homebase." It was likely this was where to go. With a slight smirk, Xzaien turned toward the Agent and spoke.

"Here it is, Nearby... some mile southwest of us concurrently."

She removed the Data chit from her arm, and tossed it at the Agent making sure to dust her robe off briefly before allowing him to speak on the next set of steps.
​

 

[Jayscreec Alecwit]

As Jayscreec expected, the two Sith pulled out the information perfectly. He looked down at the person who nearly killed him minutes ago, but now the odds changed. And as always, he followed his training. In the rooms of the workshop he looked for anything that could back up the intel, and he indeed found something.
"I'm sorry. Thanks for the assistance." Jayscreec said as he raised his blaster pistol.
"No don't!" Screamed the man.
Since he was also responsible for the crimes Jayscreec pulled the trigger.
After sweeping the place, he took a speeder to the safe-house with the two Sith. This area was notorious of robberies, poverty and famine. The best kind of place to hide for a reptilian like Vinza.
"Should we knock?"


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[Mid Samekh]

Xzaien took the more gentle approach which always worker with people like these. In no time at all he gave the location of his friend. Xzaien looked the chip over and it showed precisely where the target might in fact currently be. She handed the chip over to the agent who approached the criminal with his blaster drawn. Mid didn't even blink as Jayscreec popped the criminal, in fact he was a bit offended by the execution. "So uncivilised." he commented as he walked out of the building. They now had their target's location. It was time to finish this.

Mid was on a speeder along with Jayscreec and Xzaien. In no time at all they came to a halt in front of a very scummy looking building. It looked like a tiny house but for All Mid knew it could be a sprawling drug den or something. But his Force Sight removed any doubts as he saw it was in fact just a typical safehouse with nothing too fancy. Jayscreec made a joke about knocking to which Mid gave a chuckle. "Far be it from me to enter without knocking first." he quipped then drew the force around him. He slammed a palm into the door and released a powerful force push to send the door flying into the building.

3 thugs and the main target were all inside, trying to plan how to approach their next move when the door flew into them. All of them were hit by the force pushed and completely got caught by surprise. One was even hit by the door and was on the ground, trying to get it off him. Mid wasted no time and entered the building, flipping a table to create improvised cover for them. He drew a pistol and unclipped his lightsaber but didn't ignite it just yet.

Spoiler: dice

Roll for number of targets inside along with main target (3 targets with main target in building)
Roll to force push door in and surprise enemies (Arousing success)

@Ediwa @Xanthum the Mighty

 

[Xzaien]

Xzaien stood quietly next to the Sith Bruiser, waiting patiently for either he or the Agent ended the poor alien's life. She took note of a sudden raised blaster pistol on part of the Agent, and watched as he said his final quip and fired two shots. Those two shots lighting up the room in a magnificent crimson colored light, Xzaien's eye only twitching at the blaster fire. She made a comment towards the Agent's mercy.

"Merciful? I can see how it would work in this special case."

She swung around, making eyes at the surrounding area. Seemingly looking for anything of note. Finding absolutely nothing, she simply shrugged and made her way out the door. Coming to the main alley, she looked around once more briefly to insure they still haven't been spotted presently. Finding no one once again, she waited until the Agent left the building, following him to the Speeder depot. She lagged behind somewhat as four individuals appeared behind her, indeed they were the four individuals walking with her a few minutes prior. They all took off their masks, and helmets respectively. One of them wearing Mandalorian Armor underneath his cloak, Another being a Female Black Furred Cathar, another being a Smuggler borne Female Bothan, and the last being what looked to be some kind of Imperial Agent underneath the robes. Nevertheless, the four conversed briefly before taking their separate ways. The four, seemingly dissapearing into the crowds.

Xzaien turned around with a moderate smirk, she approached the speeder car and pulled open the rear seat door with her black gloved hand. Moving in briefly and sitting down in the rear seat with legs crossed over one another. She sat there seemingly gazing at the people around them as they arrived at the Trandoshan's supposed hideout.

Arriving at the hideout, Xzaien was the first off the speeder car. She gazed around briefly as she waited for the rest of the crew to exit their seats. The Agent piped up with a suggestion, shortly followed by the Sith Bruiser mentioning something about force pushing the door in. Xzaien barely even cared, strategically placing herself next to the door in a breach position. Retrieving her blaster pistol she set it to stun, her helmet folding up to protect her precious face, Hoping to catch some warm bodies to twist to her will. She braced herself up against the wall as the Sith suddenly blasted the door in, sending wood and metal shards blasting in as well.

She leaned around the corner, blaster pistol aimed at the nearest silhouette. She let off one burst at that silhouette, her shots striking him and sending him tumbling in a heap, She then immediately switched targets to another individual standing upon a raised platform, loosing one shot at him, the shot connecting with him, and causing him to tumble off the platform and land on his head, snapping his neck. She grinned until it was broken by a sudden screaming of two blaster shots being fired back by a unknown assailent and hitting her directly in the left shoulder and chest with a gong like "CANK CLAK!" she was thrown back a small amount by the fire, stunned briefly before then jamming behind cover as quick as a flash of lightning. She was angry now, judging by that pronounced red glow permeating in her eyes.
​

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[Jayscreec Alecwit]

"I am throwing gas in five seconds! Don't breath Mid!" Jayscreec warned his partners before he rolled an Acid Grenade into the building. The tool would create a five meter wide cloud of gas within the interior. Anyone who inhales the gas needs medical attention to prevent death, since it severely damages the lungs. Droids or people wearing full body-armor are protected, so long it doesn't get underneath the plates. Mid would be safe if he could hold his breath or just came outside.

Jayscreec reached up to activate his rebreather, however he felt it was too dangerous to enter for now. Some sort of paranoia overcame him. He thought the rogue's friends could inhale the gas and go completely out of their minds. A year ago he saw somebody blowing up himself due the pain, killing two other agents.

As expected, the enemy started coughing inside and begging for help. Two guards passed out in the cloud, while the target remained still. He wore enough protection. "You killed my men," yelled the target. "What do you want? Why are you after me?!"

Jayscreec looked at Xzaien. "Bet you can make him give up himself."

Spoiler: dice

Rolling to gas the enemy (Barely a success)

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[Mid Samekh]

Mid hid behind his cover as everything went over his head. Xzaien took out 2 guards and Jay followed up by tossing an acid grenade. Not wanting to give up his cover Mid shaped a force bubble around his head to keep him safe from the gas as it went to work on taking out all the thugs. In a few seconds the only one left was the Trandoshan that had gear to protect himself.

He wasted no time to leap over his cover and ignited his crossguard lightsaber. Crimson plasma met scales and flesh as Mid lobbed off the Trandoshan's gun arm, then followed up with a powerful force push that launched the lizard into a wall where he got stuck. He struggled a bit then finally fell unconscious as he fell out of the hole in the wall to the floor. Mid extinguished his lightsaber then blew the remaining acid in the air out of the windows so they can breathe normally. "Target is down. Move in." he said over his commlink then stripped the target of any weapons or gear on his person.

He looked the place over for any other surprises, but it seemed that they dealt with everyone.

Spoiler: dice

Roll to disarm and subdue the target.(Success)

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[Xzaien]

It could have been worse and definitely could have been better. However Xzaien was pleased to of secured two extra individuals with her pistol. She lay in cover while both the Agent and Sith Bruiser made their attacks ensuring that her head was out of the door-frame while poisonous gas seeped through in droves. Shortly after the Sith Bruiser blew the corrosive gas out of the room she appeared to of walked inside of the room without a word. Holstering her blaster along the way. She'd promptly check out the two that she stunned. Finding them both equally unconscious. Save for the third man, who was bisected with a lightsaber. She nevertheless took the time to crouch over them. A hand at the back of their heads.

A vibrato effect shuddered from Xzaien's direction. The unconscious bodies of the two she downed seemed to twitch every which way. If either the Agent or Bruiser looked over, they could see the corruption of the Darkside making their way up both of their necks. It would seem that Xzaien was ensnaring them to her will. However, both remained unconscious on the floor.

Xzaien stood nearby the down Trandoshan, leaving the two unconscious blokes on the ground while she raised her crimson sleeved arm up. She'd apparently type something into it briefly. A few minutes would past, until the four bodyguards from earlier showed up. Now at a close range, the Bruiser and Agent could clearly identify the four individuals. All of which bore a singular red stripe on their headwear and left shoulders. Probably a identifying mark. They could see that the first to walk in was dressed in the full combat regalia of a Mandalorian, The second a Yellow furred female Bothan dressed in a plain leather jacket, following her seemed to be another Female Cathar, slightly larger then Xzaien but far more muscular. THe last was the most interesting of the four.

A clear Imperial, He was dressed in Imperial Officer's regalia, with the identifying marks of a Navy Commander. He was the oldest of the five clearly looking to be around middle aged. A peaked cap sat upon his head with the same stripe. However, another detail stuck out. A patch on his uniform, signifying Honorable Discharge. It would seem that after retiring, this Commander chose to fight alongside Xzaien... an odd venture. His eyes looked tired, as the clear corruption from the Dark Side snaked along his face.

Xzaien on the other hand made only a gesture at the approaching bodyguards. The Mandalorian and the stoutly built Cathar both picked up the two unconscious individuals and carried them outside. The only man remaining was the Discharged Officer, who seemed to rest his hand on the holster of his blaster pistol.

Xzaien only watched on until the Bruiser and Agent finished their business with the Trandoshan. Not uttering anything until they left outside. She allowed them to continue their conversation. Only pitching in if needed. She already got what she wanted, so she were fine with letting them continue presently. ​

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[Jayscreec Alecwit]

After searching through Nar Shaddaa's criminal districts the coterie finally found the target. The captured Trandoshan held no further threats in cuffs. Things tend to be complex, Jayscreec thought a lot about the Hunter Guild's request, such as what they really want. But sometimes things are simple, and Vinza really just brought this all on himself.

"I will present him," Jayscreec said. "Thank you for your assistance, personally, and also in the Empire's name." The relationship between the two factions strengthened. "Your skills brought us to this worm fast."

Jayscreec passed some credits to Xzaien and Mid. "This is from the Empire." Then he gave each of them a small box. "And this is from the Bounty Hunter's Guild." These contained CorSec Knockout Gas canisters. "Farewell."

A subordinate of Jayscreec brought the Trandoshan's body to the Bounty Hunter's Guild the next night. Vinza's throat was sliced from side to side.

/End thread

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