Here We Go Again

[Number-75]

It was a bad day for Gio Liam. First, as he was on his way to his job as a security guard for some secretive organization, it began to rain like crazy and he was caught unprepared. The rain soaked him to the skin, forcing him to run to the warehouse that he had guarded so he could change into the spare uniform he kept in the security booth there, for emergencies like this. However, as he arrived, he learned that his services would no longer be required after the end of the week, since this organization would no longer need the warehouse and was already in the process of removing the containers to a cargo ship. This was bad, since he really didn't have another job and his resume was terrible. Chances were, once he was out of a job here, he'd be out of a job for a while.

Sighing, Gio continued to look at the screens in his security booth when suddenly, the entire east perimeter cameras went offline. It must have been another short circuit. Whatever this organization was, they really must have thought that they could get away with using low quality cheap cameras and electronic circuit breakers for things like this. Because of the horrible quality of these circuits, they always shorted out after the rain. Looking out the window, he sighed with resignation. At least the sun was out, so he didn't have to touch potentially live electronics in the rain. With a sigh, he stood up and left the security booth.

As Gio walked to the broken circuit breaker, he passed a collection of shrubs and bushes. He noticed what appeared to be a red leaf out of the corner of his eye. It was quite peculiar, since he had never seen the trees turn colour at this time of the year, but he gave it little attention. He continued until he was out of the shrubs, unaware of a pair of eyes tracking his movements, a savage grin forming on the figure's mouth.

As Gio rounded the corner of where the door with circuit breaker was, he immediately noticed a problem. The handle with a good portion of the door still attached laid on the ground, the piece was clearly cut open. He drew his blaster pistol and suddenly pulled what was left of the door open, yelling as he did. "Freeze!"

Gio was about to finish the rest of his line, but scene before him was truly puzzling. He processed it for a second before speaking out loud, vocalizing his opinion on the scene before him in the manner in which a man of his education level could do so. "...what?" He rubbed his eyes again before looking at the scene once again. The circuit breaker was right in front of him, a good meter of the ground, though the face of the circuit breaker had clearly been wrenched off. By what was apparently a fairly strong person judging by the damage to it. However, that was not the puzzling part. No, the truly puzzling part was the fact that there was a dead cat was biting onto the wire.

Now Gio wasn't an animal expert, but he was sure that cats did not bite wires, nor were they capable of wrenching the face off a metal circuit board suspended a meter above the ground. He was also sure that they didn't use tools either. He let his gun hang at his side as he scratched his head in confusion. In the silence, he became aware of a quiet noise that was gradually getting louder. As he concentrated on it, he realized that it appeared to be the sound of someone or something running towards him.

As Gio realized what everything meant, he spun around, raising his blaster pistol as he did. However, he was far too slow thanks to the fact that he had spent two minutes staring at a dead cat and the last thing he saw was a redheaded women smashing a very big revolver into his face. As the world went black, he became vaguely aware of the fact that he could now ask for hazard pay without fear of retaliation. That would be enough to cover a years rent on his home. He smiled one last goofy smile before he passed out.

Rosa Feraan smiled as the security guard crumpled. She was quite happy with the fact that it had work and was actually half expecting for the plan to fail. Had the security guard been more trained, he would've raised the alarm instead of standing around and staring at the dead cat for two whole minutes. Still, she shouldn't question fate or destiny, lest they decide that they weren't entertained enough and think that adding a dozen or so more guards would be much entertaining.

After kicking the guard in the side a few times to ensure that he was truly out cold, Rosa called out to Roran. "'ey Roran! My plan worked! Ah told ya it would work~!" She looked at the warehouse before her, wondering how she'd be able to retrieve her package. The building was easily three stories tall and was pretty big from what she could see. The entire thing took up a whole block in the industrial area and had no high vantage points in the area around him. She looked at her datapad once again before calling out to Roran again. "Come on Roran~ Let's get goin' 'fore whatev'a group that owns this 'ere building find out that we knocked out a guard an' is currently tryin' ta break inta their storage building. Ah don't think they'll appreciate that."

 

[Cisco]

That woman was crazy. One moment she could seem normal, another out right crazy. Cute and huggable with varying shades of violence, instability, and out-right insanity; That sentence would describe That red haired woman, His partner and friend without even missing a single point, Rosa. He shook his head with a sigh from the shadows as he started stepping out into the sunlight, listening to Rosa as she had called out to him. Standing in the open now he stood there, dressed in a grey long-sleeve, dark green military type pants, a ballistics vest on his torso, and a gun at his hip. He was ready for this.

With a quick glance up to the sun he couldn't help but think to himself. Once again he had been brought along for something. Ever since he was a kid it seemed like it was always like this. It was always one thing or another but he was always being dragged around by someone and brought into their own plans and ideas. Willing or not it would tend to be. This time though, was no different. He stood alongside Rosa in her mission to find the things she needed. He smirked to himself, In a way he'd always had fun with being pulled around for the ride.

"Well, Rosa. I guess we should get a move on then." He spoke as he walked over towards the woman, Taking his time with each step as he closed the short distance between them till they were standing but a few feet apart. "Do we have any real plans for searching the building. Perhaps split up? Go in quietly? What exactly do you want to do?" He asked with some curiosity as he looked up to the massive building. There were over a dozen ways they could have approached it, some better than others. They had no real Intel either.

 

[Number-75]

Rosa turned her head to face Roran, a mad grin on her face as she shrugged nonchalantly. " 'onestly? Ah was plannin' ta knock/kill da guards, then steal one o' their security cards, an' then break inta da storage area. Aft'a that, we walk around till we find it. Course, if ya got a bett'a plan, then ya bett'a tell me quick, cause Ah ain't waitin'~." Without another word, she crouched down and began to frisk the unconscious man.

After several seconds, Rosa smile, reached into the man's right pants pocket, and pulled out a keychain with the warehouse number on it. There was three keys attached to it. She dangled the keys in front of her, a catlike smile on her face. Putting the keys into one of her hip pouches, she dragged the unconscious man into the little hut that had contained the circuit breaker, closed the door, and reinserted the broken handle. Unless someone actually got up to the hut and looked at it, it would look completely normal.

Dusting her hands, Rosa walked to a nearby door that she had spotted earlier. From a distance it seemed like it was locked, though as she got closer, she realized that it was actually an unlocked normal door. She pulled the keychain out of her hip pouch and looked at it strangely. If the door was unlocked, why did they have a keychain for this warehouse? She stood there staring at the keychain for several more seconds before shrugging and putting it back into the pouch. She took a deep breath before grabbing the handle, opening the door, and pushing it open to see...

About 2 dozen crates sitting in the center of a very large warehouse. Rosa tilted her head to the side in confusion. (Hmm Ah wond'a why they would 'ave such a large warehouse fer such a tiny amount o' crates? ... Maybe they're filled with drugs?) She pondered the question of why they would have so much space for 2 dozen crates for a few more seconds before giving up. The only reasons she could think of would be that they either store really really big things and those things were being used, or that they were in the process of moving the crates. Regardless of the fact, she turned and motioned for Roran to come into the warehouse and to do it quietly. Even though the security guards were idiots, she didn't want to potentially risk getting shot at because somebody stepped on a stick. After motioning for Roran to come in, she made her way to the crates, looking out for any more security cameras or guards.

 

[Cisco]

Roran hadn't given an answer as he simply watched search the unconscious guard, grab what looked to be keys, and begin to drag his body back into the hut that was the circuit breaker room. He did find it sort of curious though, why in the blazes did they put a circuit breaker outside of all places, Sometimes he didn't understand architects and electricians at all. He let out a slight sigh. At least Rosa was being careful not to get caught all ready.

Once she had finished putting the body away he followed her, walking behind her as she approached a door and pulled it open. As they looked inside he too pondered the crates curiously. 'Either this place is out of business or It's in the process of that.' He had thought to himself as he glanced around the interior of the dimly lit warehouse. The place was huge, there wasn't many places to stay out of sight either. Unless they wanted to hide in a crate or something. Not that that'd really work.

Turning his eyes back to Rosa he gave a slight nod as she motioned for him to come inside and follow her. Taking a step through the doorway he turned around. Placing his hand on the handle he placed the other on the door itself, pulling it closed softly with a gentle click before turning back towards Rosa who by now was over towards the crates. Drawing the Suppressed handgun from his hip he slowly began to walk over to her, taking quiet steps.

"Well Rosa, This place is sort of huge. Do you have any idea where the package might be located?" He asked with some curiosity as he quickly checked over his gun. While there was security around the place, it didn't exactly seem like they were going to have much trouble getting around. That said, places like these rarely had more than five people when it came down to security in the first place.

 

[Number-75]

Rosa pulled out her vibro-axe and slipped it underneath the lid of a nearby crate, popping it off. She peered in the box and sighed as all she could see was some narcotics. It seems that her package did fall into the hands of some gang. This could prove troublesome if they were well armed. She put the lid back onto the crate before speaking to Roran.

" 'onestly? Ah was plannin' ta jus' search every box 'ere till we find it. Course, ya don't have to pop da lid off every time ya search it. Mine's about da size of my backpack 'ere. Just that this 'ere box said snip'a rifles an' Ah really wanted a snip'a rifle. Well, time ta search the oth'a box's~"

Standing up, she stretched a bit before she walked over to another crate. She looked at the side and smiled as the label on the side noted the contents as a dozen .50 Semi-Auto Sniper Rifle. Smiling, she pried open the box and peered inside. She let out a cry in delight as she pulled out a sniper rifle, a smile on her face. This smile dropped as she checked over the weapon, finding out that it was a deactivated sniper rifle.

After several more seconds of searching, Rosa found a working sniper rifle one full magazine already inserted. She removed the magazine and examined it. There was a small see through window on the side of the magazine. She counted 5 rounds and there was none in the chamber. Grinning madly, she slapped the magazine back into the rifle and pulled the charging handle back before flicking the safety on and slinging the weapon into yet another open holding place on her backpack.

Rosa placed the lid back onto the case and spoke as she searched another pile of boxes. "So Roran, back at yer 'ome, ya really didn't say much 'bout what'cha did in the last coupl'a months. If it ain't too stressful, traumatizin', or anythin' would'ja mind tellin' me?"

 

[Cisco]

Roran had watched Rosa as she began to look through boxes. Listening to her as she had began to speak about wanting a sniper rifle and talking about her backpack at the same time. All the while she did that he was looking around, Staying on watch for any movement in the building or outside. It wasn't exactly a nice sign though, as she pulled guns out of boxes. He couldn't help but wonder who exactly owned those things.

He let out a soft sigh and shook his head as she examined the high calibre weapon in her hands. He couldn't understand her that much. Here she was looking at a gun while her original goal was simply to find a blood package. She was like a woman in a clothing store looking at shoes. Only the store was a warehouse and the clothing was a rifle. 'It could be worse It's not like She's taking me shopping.' He thought to himself with a slight smile as he continued to look around, Vaguely keeping his attention on Rosa. Until she had began to speak that was.

He gulped slightly as he thought about what she had asked. What he had done in the past few months. That wasn't completely something he wanted to talk about too much. Not because of what had happened, but because of the slight shame he had with it. "Well, Rosa. In the past few months A lot of things happened." He said as he holstered his gun, leaning against one of the crates. "After you left I ended up...Almost....Jumping off a bridge. After that I was found by a Jedi Knight. He brought me to the Temple. I forged some papers and went on to become a Jedi." He said taking a breath.

"After that I was being trained and after the grandmasters and everybody had been switched around I ended up being fired because they found out I had used falsified papers to join. Falsified so I could cover up the mess that happened all that while ago. You know. Fighting Shady and destroying an entire lot of ships? Well I was kicked out and now this."

 

[Number-75]

Rosa grimaced slightly at the mention of Roran attempting to throw himself off a bridge. It wasn't like she was trying to force him to kill himself. As she heard his story, she continued to regret her decision to leave him behind. By an extension, she did accidentally cause him to be kicked out of the Jedi Order and she did just drag him into another situation that would probably end badly. She was sure that she wasn't doing any of this on purpose but still, it was more guilt that she didn't need. She spoke up as she continued looking around at the boxes, a slightly sad tone in her voice.

"... Well, Ah'm sorry fer screwin' up yer life. It's not like Ah mean't ta 'urt ya. ... That didn't come out like how Ah wanted it ta."

Rosa fell silent for several seconds, deciding to ignore the guilt that was starting to eat at the back of the mind. Instead, she decided to continue searching for her package. After several seconds, she noticed a disturbing trend. Most of these boxes were smuggled in, and most of them contained weapons. After checking some more boxes, the same results kept propping up. Judging by some of the marks in the ground and the size of the warehouse compared to relatively small number of crates, she supposed that there used to be more boxes. Judging by the fact that most of the boxes here contained weapons, she made a guess that all the boxes that used to be here also contained weapons.

Rosa tilted her head to the side slightly before walking backwards and speaking. " 'ey Roran, is it just me, or are there a lot o' guns 'ere? ... 'nd am Ah the only one gettin' the feelin' that Ah may 'ave gotten us inta somethin' really, really, really bad?"

 

[Cisco]

Roran simply let out a sigh as Rosa spoke and apologized for what she had done for him. He glanced over to Rosa who had went off to search a few extra crates, Simply giving his head single slow shake side to side all the while a soft Smile had begun to creep upon his face. He closed his eyes. Rosa was guilty about what happened, But he, He didn't see it as she should have been guilty. Why he had tried to throw himself off a bridge, How he felt about being kicked out, Those were things that only hew knew.

Opening up his eyes he looked to Rosa, letting a quick single breath go in his nose and out the mouth. What he felt wasn't that she had forced him to do that or ruined his life. The bridge thing was just him being drunk and he didn't actually feel all too bad about the Jedi part. Not all would have seen it that way for certain but he himself wasn't all, but only one. Turning off to the side he pulled open the tops in one of the creates, peering inside. Guns, And lots of them. It was a bit of an oddity.

When Rosa had spoken up he was still peering into the crate. Closing the lid a bit he looked to her as she spoke. It was sort of as she said. There were guns, lots of them, and honestly a lot more than he was sure some law would allow. By the looks of it, there were all ready enough for a small army. "Yeah, I'm getting the feeling we're not exactly in the nicest of places at the moment." He spoke with a resigned sigh, Smiling soon after.

"Hey Rosa, About what happened though. You didn't screw up my life, and you didn't hurt me." He spoke softly in a forgiving tone. "It may not look it from your perspective though. That said, The time I spent with you was some of the most well spent in my life. So don't think that you did anything wrong then or anything now." He said with a slight smile as he attempted to cheer her up.

"Now, I'm beginning to doubt your package is in one of these crates. Probably kept to the side to keep track of it."

 

[Number-75]

Rosa smiled slightly at Roran's attempts to raise her spirits. Well, it worked, so it wouldn't be an attempt. She quietly thought of the difference between a failed attempt and a successful attempt before she realized that he was suggesting that they search somewhere else. She nodded her head absent mindely as an answer to his suggestion, her mind clearly on other thoughts.

While it was true that she did not want to stick around to see why anybody would need so many weapons, Rosa couldn't help but wonder the topic. Judging from what she knew about mercenary companies, they'd be shipping all their weapons to the soldiers that they had in the front, instead of hoarding them in a warehouse deep in friendly territory. After all, the entire galaxy was at the brink of war, just waiting for something or someone to push it over into the blood and sorrow of war.

Shaking her head clear of that previous line of thought, Rosa decided to concentrate on finding her package. An idea quickly formed in her mind and she turned her head to where Roran was, a grin on her face.

" 'ey Roran! Ah got a plan. 'ow 'bout we split up an' search around? That aught ta speed up this 'ere serachin' process."

She looked around and quickly spotted a door on the side of the room clearly labeled 'Extra Storage'. As she spotted it, she let out a cry of joy that was probably high enough to disturb and upset dogs. She quickly dashed over to the door and pulled it back. The door didn't budge a single centimeter. Frowning, she pulled it back with even more strength only for the door to refuse her attempts at opening the door.

After several more comical attempts at pulling open the door, Rosa stopped, stepped back, and uttered something that sounded an awful lot like a growl. She decided to try and figure out why the door was opening. Looking at it, she realized why it wasn't opening. First of all, it had a lock in it that prevented it from being opened. Second of all the door was meant to be pushed open, not pulled open.

Rosa laughed at her own mistake. Something as simple as 'push open' and a lock had caused her to waste several minutes of her time. She reached into one of the pouches she had on her armor and pulled out the keychain that she had taken from the guard. After several seconds and one failed key, the door opened with a gentle push.

Without a seconds haste, Rosa entered the pitch dark storage room. She fumbled around for a few seconds before finding the light switch. Flicking it on, she found that the 'Extra Storage' only contained a few boxes, one of which was her package. Whistling, she walked over to it, picked it up, and put it into her backpack before stepping back into the main area of the warehouse to find Roran.

 

[Cisco]

After Rosa had said to split up and search he couldn't help but watch for a few moments as he looked towards a door and began making her way to it. With a knowing breath out he turned away and began his way searching for the package they were looking for. As he looked around the warehouse though, between the area that Rosa had went, the couple dozen mostly searched boxes, And a whole lot of open space. There wasn't a whole lot of area he could actually search.

'There's more to this building I would have to imagine' He thought to himself as he took into a little jog down the length of the Warehouse and towards a few doors. Coming to a stop he walked the rest of the way and slowly pushed one open. Nothing. Just a darkened area of hallway with no sounds or indications. Taking a few steps to the side he opened another, This time it was just an opening to another area outside, this one with a pathway leading to god knows where else.

Looking off to the side he noted Rosa as she exited from the area she had went and joined him back in the main area of the warehouse. His eyes darted down her and to the object she held with her. He was somewhat curious. "Did you find anything?" He asked, calling out from across the room.

He pulled that one shut with another sigh. There wasn't a whole lot else to search. 'Rosa's probably having better luck with this whole searching thing' He mused to himself for a second as he backed away from the door and walked back towards the center center of the area. There literally was nothing else to search, everything that they could have had seemingly been moved out. At least that's what a few markings alongside the floor which lead to a large Garage door had told him. Forklifts.

 

[Number-75]

As Roran called out to her, Rosa smiled madly, waved, and yelled back. She somehow managed to project her voice to the point where it boomed through out the warehouse. Personally, she didn't want to spend anymore time in this warehouse nor did she want to meet the people that owned this warehouse. Hell, judging by the sheer amount of weapons here, they were probably big, scary, and armed to the teeth. In other words, the type of people that would probably cause problems for her and Roran if they decided that invasion of private property was punishable by death.

"Yep! Ah found my package~! Now let's get da hell outta 'ere 'fore da guys who own this place get back or come out or whatev'a!"

Without waiting another second, Rosa walked over to where Roran was and grabbed him by the hand to drag him out of the warehouse. She was in a good mood overall, especially since she managed to avoid confrontation with anything that wanted to kill her today. For once, it seemed that her luck wasn't trying to kill her as usual. This was something that truly delighted her and it showed in her overall attitude. As the two made their way to the entrance that they came from, Rosa rambled on and on about how happy she was that she had found her package and various other things, only to stop talking and walking a couple meters away from the entrance.

Without warning, Rosa suddenly dashed aside into a nearby janitorial closet that had a line of sight with the rest of the warehouse. She pulled open the door and pushed Roran in first before entering it herself. It was extremely small and it was an extremely tight fit with two people on it, but Rosa still managed to get the door mostly closed, leaving only a large enough gap for her to see through.

Seconds later, as if on cue, a group of people could be heard entering the warehouse. One of them, the leader judging by the tone, yelled out. "Damn that lazy security guard! Only someone as incompetent as that could possibly be knocked out by a woman! Hmph, it looks like nothing was stolen, so I guess I don't have to kill him. Anyways, men, this is the last of the weapons. We move them up to the ship and then we can leave this planet!"

As the man spoke and walked into view of the slightly open door, Rosa seemed to visibly freeze, a look of shock and anger on her face. After all, one usually didn't get the chance to actually meet the person that ruined their life more then once. Her mouth was open with the beginnings of a word on her lips, but she seemed incapable of actually saying anything.

 

[Cisco]

Roran let out a slight sigh of relief as Rosa announced she had found her package without issue. He sighed in relief and closed his eyes for a brief second, only to find himself jolting forward into a slight stumble as Rosa had grabbed his hand and begun to pull him along. Regaining his balance he simply smiled and begun to think to himself all the while idly listening to her as she spoke and lead him towards the exit.

'No deaths, no dismemberments, no blood spattered on the wall. Rosa hasn't gone crazy murder die die, nobody got hurt or has had their property damaged. Absolutely nothing, Nothing has gone wrong. Everything has been completely perfect. If only every other adventure could go....'

His thoughts were interrupted slightly as Rosa suddenly came stop, both verbally and physically, just as they reached the door. His mind questioned this for a brief moment before finding himself tugged along as Rosa pretty much sprinted for the janitors closet. 'Wait, what is she doing?' He has almost no clue what was happening as she simply pulled the door open, threw him inside, soon thereafter finding himself pushed up against the back of the closet, Rosa's back pressing strongly against him.

He didn't have any chance to question her as he heard what sounded like a group of people entering the warehouse. His mouth dried out as that familiar feeling of anxiety had begun to plague him one more. He force down a lump in his throat as he simply listened. "Damn that lazy security guard! Only someone as incompetent as that could possibly be knocked out by a woman! Hmph, it looks like nothing was stolen, so I guess I don't have to kill him. Anyways, men, this is the last of the weapons. We move them up to the ship and then we can leave this planet!" A voice had echoed out through out the warehouse.

'Wait a minute, A woman? I thought the security cameras were out. How in the world could they have possibly known that he had been knocked out like that? Did they find him and question him or something? They must have.; He turned his focus to Rosa who was still pressed up tightly against him, looking out the crack in the door way. She seemed to be frozen in place somewhat. He couldn't see her expression from this angle but he was getting a bad feeling about what was about to happen. If it was one thing, he knew that these feelings were usually right. He began to speak in a soft whisper. "Rosa, What's wrong?"

 

[Number-75]

Rosa unfroze as Roran whispered to her. She shook her head lightly to refocus and continued to look out the crack, a look of anger beginning to form on her face at the sight of one of the men in the Hangar. She chuckled quietly and darkly as they continued to move crates around. It seemed that the group was too into the moving of the crates and the sounds of machinery soon filled the air. Rosa spoke up in a hushed voice, worried that she might be overheard though she knew it was unlikely.

"Oh, ya know. Nothin' much. Just lookin' at one o' da men who was in charge o' da pirates that ruined my life. Yep, nothin' much. Hmmm, don't think Ah can kill my way through that many pirates. Even with yer 'elp."

As the sound of machines increased, Rosa continued to think. They mentioned something about bringing their packages up to the ship, which meant that their ship was parked somewhere in orbit. A savage grin started to form on her face as an idea began to form in her mind, only to be stopped by a pang of guilt. With what she was planning, it might just screw up Roran's day or life again.

Rosa quietly closed the door, causing both her and Roran to be even more squished as a result, and spoke up quietly. "'ey Roran... Ah'm gonna be extractin' sweet, righteous justice on them pirates. Ah mean, that's been my goal since... well, since Ah left the mercs. 'owev'a, Ah'm sure that my plan is kinda crazy an' is probably gonna get me killed. Ah can't ask ya ta come with me if ya don't want ta or if ya have oth'a plans." While she was sure that she was screwed without Roran's help, Rosa couldn't help but feel guilt if she didn't at least ask him if he wanted to help or not.

 

[Cisco]

His previous question had been answered now. He could understand now, what she had seen and what had seemingly riled her up. Someone she had been looking around for for years had suddenly appeared. A slight smile crept upon his face in the complete darkness of the janitorial closet, his shoulders bouncing a few times as he held in a chuckle. Something was oddly humorous about the situation that had befallen them, Nothing rationally humorous at least. After a few moments of that though he calmed down, letting out a slight sigh.

He simply let the seconds tick on without a single answer for Rosa as he thought to himself. 'I would have hoped you would have put revenge behind you by now. I would have hoped at least. What you must have gone through.' He closed his eyes in the darkness. He didn't have much to say. "Well, Rosa." He opened his eyes once again, only to have them greeted by the same darkness as when they had been closed.

"I can't exactly say I approve of this...but." He paused once more. "I can't exactly leave you to do this on your own. You agreed to a condition for me to help you, And I have no intention of letting you fulfill it just yet." He answered remembering what he had said earlier, the words echoing within his mind. He remembered it clear as day. 'Just don't leave me...not without saying good bye first.' He smirked to himself, there was one last confirmation to give.

"You should try getting another goal after we're through with them."

 

[Number-75]

Rosa chuckled quietly at Roran's suggestion. She found the suggestion funny and offsetting at the same time. Try as she could, she couldn't imagine herself doing something else. She had spent at least two years on achieving vengeance and had always envisioned herself dying after killing a large amount of pirates, but never had she thought that she would have the opportunity to completely wipe them out and their ship in the process too.

She pursed her lips as she thought of what to do after this and came up with nothing. Reflecting on it, she guessed that she could continue to be a bounty hunter and at the very least tell Roran before leaving on a job. She smiled to herself slightly. Even if it was still violent, it was probably much, much less suicidal and self destructing then trying to get revenge on a large group of well armed people. Or alternatively, she could just laze around in Roran's house for a few months while she decided what to do. Clearly, that second option was a much wiser choice in her mind. Especially since she hadn't had a holiday in what felt like years. She then realized that it actually had been two years since she had an extended period of time where she was just relaxing and wasn't trying to avoid death.

"Hmmm, Well, Ah can always try an' settle down fer a bit. Give up da adventuring an' all. Course, chances are, Ah'm gonna end up just stayin' at yer place fer a coupl'a months while Ah try ta figu'a out what ta do with my life."

The sounds of machinery died out and after several minutes, Rosa cracked open the door a little and looked around. The coast was clear. Rosa carefully, opened the rest of the door and grinned madly at the sight of the now empty warehouse. She stepped out and started to head to the exit, in hopes of catching the transports as they moved towards wherever their ship was parked. She pulled out her grappling hook gun from one of the various holsters on her chest as she made her way outside. She looked at the fairly bulky device and frowned slightly. One of these days, she would have to find a better device for getting onto higher elevation or at the very least, install grappling hook launchers into the vambraces of her armor.

 

[Cisco]

After Rosa had vacated the closet, so had he, following behind in in suit as the two of them walked out into the now somewhat more barren warehouse. His eyes wandered for a moment as he stood there, Briefly looking around the room all the while Rosa headed on her way towards one of the exits. It seemed those people were pulling out, and fast.

His eyes refocused on Rosa in front of him, who was already on her way out. With a quick push off the ground he took off into a slight Jog, quickly closing the distance to her, coming up to her and following behind her and she exited the building and into the outside, an open area just beside the building constrained with the confines of an eight foot fence.

"All right, We're outside then..." He spoke briefly to himself as he glanced around the area. "Well now-" He continued for a brief moment before cutting himself off mid sentence, His head darted towards Rosa who seemed to be fiddling with something on her gear. In all honesty he didn't actually know what they were supposed to be doing at this point. Or at least what Rosa was doing in any case.

"What exactly are you doing?"