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[Nox Solus]

Nox entered the cantina before coming to a momentary halt, the lights throughout the room reflecting off his armor. A few conversations lowered in volume at his appearance before picking back up again when he didn't make himself a threat. Especially out in old Mandalorian space, if one of his kind walked into a cantina, it could possibly mean a shoot-out right then and there for whoever they were chasing. Nox was there for another reason, however, allowing the patrons to breathe easy for the moment.

His helmet swept from one side of the room to another until he eventually found the specific booth for him. Nox pressed forward and slipped between the tables as people stepped out of his way to let him through. When he reached the seating, there was a Rodian sitting there, his arms stretched out and rested upon the top of the booth as he was at ease. His eyes immediately zipped to the Mandalorian when he came into view, his arms dropping as he gestured for him to sit down as well. Nox gave a quick check of his surroundings before pulling out his rifle and sitting himself down across from the man, the rifle on his lap.

"The job then?" Nox would have preferred to get the puck and then get out of there but the Rodian just put up a single finger. "I brought another in for the job as well. Usually, you hunters keep dying, so I just got two this time." That revelation made Nox pause for a moment, his grip around his rifle tightening for the briefest of moments. "Another?" He managed to hide his frustration well as he spoke and the Rodian gave a nod, "You'll get to meet em' in a few moments." The idea of competition wasn't an aspect that excited him about the contract. It meant two things, either splitting the reward or being stabbed in the back for that very reward. Both ends weren't appealing but he would just have to see how everything played out. Nox exhaled softly but waited with the Rodian for the fellow bounty hunter.

@Wit

 

[Reshelle Solus]

A few moments later a shadow fell across the cantina entrance, a seeming large and intimidating shadow whose source stood right behind the entrance. But a moment later it shrank as the speeder that had been blasting its lights right behind the figure to create the illusion of a gargantuan stature raced away, leaving in its wake something that seemed much more mundane. But when the cantina door was pushed open and the figure stepped through, whatever triteness might have come from its stature was countered by what was visible from behind the poncho it was draped in. A gauntlet here, hint of a helmet there, enough to tell everything who this was. Another Mandalorian.

Reshi scanned the room before her eyes came to a stop on the table with the Rodian and the other Mandalorian. She had known she would be working with another Mando'ade, but she had not known who it would be. And while it wasn't always easy to identify someone by their armor alone, in this case she did manage to make a connection between armor and name. There were not many Solus left in the Galaxy, and fewer still that she and her siblings had dealings with. The man seated at the table just so happened to be one of the rare few that fell in that tiny subset of individuals.

Suddenly feeling a lot better about this job, now that she knew she wasn't working with some karking fool or a greenhorn, she made her way towards the table. Coming to a stop before the Mandalorian, she turned to face the Rodian as she pointed at Wolf. "This is who you want me to work with?" she let her voice come out through the scrambler, making it seem metallic, cold, and oh so intimidating as she leaned forward to bring her helmeted face close to the Rodian's, "Did ya?" The Rodian audibly and visibly gulped, worry starting to show on his face. Around the cantina she could sense others tense up, they knew things could ugly when two Mandalorians had beef with each other.

"Yes," he squeaked out before clearing his throat and starting again, "yes, we..err, we don't have a problem here, do we?"

"Good choice mate," the Rodian jumped as Reshi reached out and slapped him on the back and settled down into a chair, "right solid and dependable choice, just what you want on a job like this." She turned her head to look at Wolf, ignoring the few weapons that had been drawn by what had been misconstrued as an attack on their boss, her focus instead on her to be partner on the job, the grin behind her helmet evident by her voice and general demeanor. "Alright there Wolf? What's it been, two years now? Thought you were dead."

@Orbit

 

[Nox Solus]

The Rodian was right and they didn't have to wait long. A familiar silence fell over the crowd again and Nox could only assume it was the appearance of the second bounty hunter. His back was to the newcomer but he managed to catch the enlarged shadow out of the corner of his eye, his hand reactively sliding over the grip of his weapon and more importantly the trigger. It would be unlikely that a firefight would break out on sight but there have been stranger situations to happen.

The footsteps that made their way towards him grew louder and Nox finally twisted his head enough to view who it was approaching. When his gaze fell upon another Mando, he lifted his hand from his weapon and calmly placed it on the table as he relaxed. A hidden grin spread underneath his helmet as he always welcomed the sight of a fellow Solus and one he was familiar with. The Mandalorian was silent at first, allowing Reshi to have her fun with the contact as she played with her food. When her attention was directed to him finally, he gave her a nod of recognition, "Never better, especially with you here, Reshi."

It had been a while since he had seen the fellow Mandalorian and her siblings but it was a reassuring sight. She was a Solus as well and it meant there was no need to worry about who his partner was. Mandos could take care of themselves and he knew that was more than true with her. It was asked where he was and he just gave her a typical answer he gave everyone, "Hate to burst your bubble but you know me, I like to be on the move." Where the clan, he went but in general proximity as he was usually out hunting or on other tasks.

As they spoke, a quick-burning sensation flashed in his shoulder before disappearing and he chuckled softly before feeling the urge to ask. "And how are your siblings? The last time I saw your sister, she shot me in the shoulder." It had certainly been a way to settle grievances.

The Rodian just remained seated and silent to let them speak and catch up, especially with the close call he had with Reshi.

 

[Reshelle Solus]

Reshi laughed behind her helmet, she had lost track of the number of "friends" her sister had shot because they had pissed her off. It was more or less how she showed affection, it was when she pulled out her blade that you really had to worry. "Oh you know," she replied, "still the same. I'm sure they'll be glad to hear you haven't kicked the bucket."

And they really would be, even her sister. Whatever differences they might have had in the past, there were so few of them left that it was always good to know that there was another pair of hands you could rely on in times of need. "So," she asked the Rodian, "what's the job? And how much does it pay?"

"Here," the Rodian replied, tossing a tracking fob and a holochip onto the table, "the client would prefer if you brought the target in alive. There's a 10% cut if he's dead. As you aren't full guild members you'll get partial pay, so I'll insist you try to bring him in alive."

Reshi reached out for the holochip and slipped it into a small projector that she pulled out from the utility belt at her waist. She whistled as the hologram of a large figure in full body armor came to life in her hand. You could easily identify some of the attachments on the armor, and she could already imagine how much better they would look on her suit. "Well, at least that explains why you wanted two Mandalorians for this job. But partial pay seems a little unfair," she turned to Wolf, addressing the question to him "doesn't it? Bringing him in alive will just make this all the harder. I'm sure that entitles us to a little more. I'm sure they can sweeten the deal, say by letting us keep that armor he's wearing. That seems fair," she turned to address the Rodian once more, "right?"

@Orbit

 

[Nox Solus]

Nox couldn't help but chuckle underneath his own helmet when she thought that her siblings would be glad to hear that he hadn't been killed. "I hope so. I would hate to be shot in my other shoulder." One bolt was enough for him for a while, at least from a fellow Solus.

While continuing the conversation wouldn't have bothered him, both of them were there for a job. She realized that and asked the Rodian specifics about the objective and the pay. In response, the man threw out a holochip and fob, Reshi reaching for the chip and Nox for the fob. The partial pay didn't please him and he assumed her as well. With her being a Mando, it would be an even split as it was the fairest option but it didn't leave a lot for the both of them. The Mandalorian ran his gloved thumb over the fob as Reshi began to press about lifting some equipment off the man as payment as well.

Leaning back in the booth, he watched as he was fine to see how their conversation unfolded compared to the last one. It was fun to watch the Rodian stumble around Reshi, his eyes darting between the two Mandalorians while she spoke. He opened his mouth to counter but Nox held up a finger, "Think before you speak. You have two Mandalorians here, who else would be willing to take the job?" Then he slowly directed that finger to Reshi, "Plus, give a good look who you're sitting next to before you say no."

The Rodian paused, slightly upset with the losing the equipment as it meant credits on the side for him and others once they sold it. But in the end, he flicked his hand up and relented, frustration in his voice but controlled, "Alright, take what you need. He better not be picked clean though."

Nox gazed at him for a few seconds before eventually standing up from the booth. He slid his rife onto his back, the butt of it sticking out over his left shoulder while his cape descended down his right half. The Rodian had already heard enough and the Mandalorian walked out of the cantina, their meeting concluded. He intended to pick up his conversation once again when they were outside and on the move.

 

[Reshelle Solus]

Again, Reshi was glad that it was Wolf who she would be working this gig with. He knew what to do and what to say to keep up the charade, to get the Rodian where they needed him. Had she been unlucky enough to run into any of the more dung-brained specimens of Mandalorian culture things would not have worked out so well. She had a wide toothed grind plastered on her face as he spoke, well hidden behind the helmet that the Rodian saw. Which was good, because she was sure that idiotic grin would not have been anywhere as intimidating.

As Wolf got to his feet after the Rodian's concession, Reshelle stayed put in her seat for a few more moments, locking gazes with the Rodian. "Remember," she said as she got to her feet, "if we finish this job we're in the guild, those are your rules." She got to her feet and walked out the cantina after Wolf, leaving the threat hanging in the air. She knew fixers like the Rodian liked dealing with hunters who weren't part of the Guild. They could skim a little off the top for themselves, but with a guild member it was a lot harder to do that. If he ever tried to scam them in the future, they would know. She was sure he had tried to do the same this time, but he still had time to fix that when they returned to collect payment after the job. If he was smart he would get that, and if he didn't then he probably wasn't smart enough to try and steal from them in the first place. In either case, they would get payed what they were owed.

She caught up to Wolf outside the cantina and switched to a private comm channel to continue the conversation. She was sure there was someone around crazy enough to try and listen in on their conversations, even if it was two Mandalorians. "So," she began, "how do you wanna do this? Get our hands on some transportation to get us on our way?" She started with the more practical topic, though what she really wanted to talk about was how they would split the goodies. The Rodian had asked them not to strip him clean, but leaving with the clothes on his back technically qualified. So even before Wolf could answer she blurted out. "I'm calling dibs on that jetpack!"

@Orbit

 

[Nox Solus]

Reshi joined him outside and he watched as she switched to a private channel for them to speak. Nox pressed a button on his gauntlet to do the same as her voice came through and asked about their mode of travel. He only took a few more steps before he came to a stop and simply pointed at a speeder bike that he had already rented for himself. "That's my ride. You're either going to have to hop on or get one of your own." A ship would have made this whole situation easier but it was one of the things that they needed, or at least him, to acquire in time.

Whichever was decided, he made his way over to the bike before swinging a leg over and resting himself comfortably in the seat. The tracking fob was pulled out of his belt as he ran a gloved thumb over it once more. "Thankfully, it seems our target is only a few klicks out from here." The ride wouldn't be too brutal and it meant a quick return time when the mission was complete, a rather enjoyable fact for him, that much faster for payment.

Nox opened his mouth to say something else but that's when Reshi blurted out that she called the jetpack from their target. His gaze slowly raised from the fob before being turned to look upon her as he was silent for a few moments. Eventually, he exhaled in defeat before adding his own claim, "I'll get the flamethrower then." While jetpacks were iconic and certainly a prize, a trusty and useful weapon was nothing to scoff at either. Both of them getting gear was a net positive to him overall either way.

With their prizes set, the Mandalorian kicked his foot down on the bike as the engine awoke from its slumber and lifted both of them in the air. Nox leaned back in his seat as he rested his arms on his lap, offering a glance to Reshi once more, "What did you decide?" The bike rumbled, almost eagerly waiting for an answer to be said before it could be let loose.

 

[Reshelle Solus]

Reshi smiled behind her helmet when Wolf agreed to take the flamethrower, there was definitely something special about a flamethrower but the ability to zip around in the air just seemed too cool for her to pass up. Who knew when she'd get another chance to get her hands on one.

"Let's ride," she said as she jumped onto the speeder-bike behind him, "you drive and I'll be the lookout. Who knows, we might get lucky and he'll be out in the open and we can do a drive-by to knock him out." It wouldn't take them long to get close to the target, Reshi keeping her eyes peeled for trouble, almost wishing that she had a scout HUD installed in her helmet to better keep an eye out for trouble brewing in the distance. Thankfully there wasn't much trouble along the way, and soon enough a cluster of buildings popped up more or less where the fob was leading them.

"Must be in one of those buildings." She gestured towards one of the buildings that had a second story and seemed a little more decrepit than the others. "In there, we might be able to get a view from up there."

@Orbit

 

[Nox Solus]

Reshii was quick to answer and hopped on the back of his bike. Nox chuckled softly at her explanation and her hope of this. "Nothing is that easy. Especially for Solus." Practically everything they did had been clawed for and it most likely would never change. With a quick flick of his wrist, the bike launched forward with an accompanying howl, clearly having been ready to be on the move.

The target really wasn't that far, their contact being a local one who had endured the target's terror long enough to finally put up a reward to deal with him. It appeared like they were approaching an abandoned village, scorch marks etched along the walls of most of the buildings. Half of it appeared to be burned down and not by natural causes. Reshii pointed out a tall enough building for them to scout from and he gave the 'okay' symbol with his hand before pulling the bike to the side.

When it was parked and shut off, Nox simply took a few steps away from it and looked up at the roof they pointed out. The building appeared run-down and slightly burnt, making him not want to test the structural integrity inside. He lifted his right arm and shot his grapple line, it firing in an arch before the hook finally latched onto something above. The Mandalorian gave the line a sharp tug to make sure it was secure, the rope their exit and entry point. It was disconnected from his gauntlet so it could be climbed by Reshii as well and he took the first step of the climb.

He reached the top and rolled over the stone ledge and into a crouched position as he began to scan the area around them. Nox unslung his rifle and had it rest easily in his hand and waited for Reshii to come up. When she did, he gestured with his hand outward, "See anything?" It was a more prudent question for her as she had the scout optics and he only had the vision modes.

 

[Kotii Solus]

Shadows became longer as an occasional vehicle passed in front of the building. Kotii was moving up the inside and nearly at the top when he heard a small ping. His grip tightened around the handle of his vibroblade as it silently slide from its sheath. The Mandalorian kept it inactive in his left hand as he moved closer to the roof access door.

Creeping closer to the roof entrance he saw a hand reach over and he moved behind a hot air vent the size of an oil drum. The sound of more movement as he skirted around the cover and turned to see two Mandalorians. "Wolf...I didn't think I called for reinforcements..." He said to let the others know he was there and recognized at least one of them. His own badger sigil clear on his shoulder paulderon. Hopefully they wouldn't shoot him.

This time he wasn't wielding his heavy python blaster. Instead he had a micro missile gun in hand thanks to the selection of the Rodian that had hired him. "I hope you weren't hired to take out a Rodian vode." He looked between the two warriors. The Rodian seemed like the type that would have forgotten to mention he had hired other hunters but also the guy that Kotii was hunting could have sent a hit out on the person that is willing to pay to bring him in. The only thing that was going to save that reptile's skin from having kotii flay it was the fact that he had been given this gift of a weapon. It also helped that the Rodian was sweating at the thought of him actually using the explosive weapon against his target. That was what the foesweeper on his back was for brought from his own arsenal.

"glad to see you have an eye for the high ground too." He said to the familiar Mandaloran. The other he wasn't sure he had met before. The crimson armored hunter smiled underneath his helmet all the same at seeing a comrade and fellow House member.

@Orbit @Wit

 

[Nox Solus]

As Nox pulled himself on top of the roof and got to his feet, he heard the rustling of movement. With practiced ease and point of its design, his blaster pistol was pulled out of his holster and aimed at the newcomer's chest. When his name was uttered, however, the hand that held the gun would open and have its palm faced toward him as his fingers extended in the air. His index remained in the gun's trigger guard and slid down the digit and loosely hung there. "Kotii." A reply came out casually but somewhat surprised.

To see his Alor here was a surprise, to say the least, the Rhodian failing to mention another Hunter had been hired for the venture. Maybe it was believed that the Mandalorian had fallen. In one motion, he slid the pistol back into his leg holster, his entire body dropping its intensity as their T-visors gazed upon each other with familiarity. "You didn't... apparently the Rhodian did." Either that or he had just been too lazy to confirm what had taken place with his original hire.

Before Kotii could show off his pistol and address Reshii, both of them would suddenly be able to catch a faint but growing whistling sound. Nox sharply snapped his head in that direction and before he could actually react, a missile connected right into their position, the propulsion of the explosion sending the Solus flying and most likely all the others in different and random directions.

With the tight proximity of the buildings and the already damaged nature, Nox flew off and directly into another building, breaking through the charred and wooden outside wall with his weight as he would crash onto the second floor, splinters of wood and glass around him. When he landed, he would roll until he hit the wall with a grunt, small wasps of smoke rising from his armor and helmet. With a grunt, his arms went to his shoulders and assumed the push-up position as he lifted himself onto his feet slowly.

After a turn to the hole that had been created by him, their target would be flying above the roof the Solus had originally gathered at, his jetpack roaring as he hovered there. He wore a helmet but the two flamethrowers implanted into his arms were his calling card. The man scanned the town, deciding which Mando to hunt first.

 

[Kotii Solus]

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"Yeah we-"Kotii was about to voice a violent prospect about the Rodian but the hair on his neck stood on end. His body began to move before he realized what he was doing. "incoming!" The warhead almost seemed to move in slow motion at a distance before impact as the Alor moved into cover. But Wolf wasn't as far away from the blast or didn't notice it as quickly as Kotii. No sooner had he uttered the last syllable than the explosive triggered with a bright flash.

Kotii looked to find the source of the attack. Overhead the roar of jetpack thrusters drew his attention and prompted him to reflexivly begin to raise the R-799 but he didn't fire it right away. Waiting for the antique weapon sights to be perfectly placed, he drew his vibroblade and threw it at the hovering target.

With a single fizzling blue arc of electricity and yellow sparks that followed, jetpack faltered and its wearer losing altitude fast. "Wolf, you good vod?" He would say after seeing his comrade get thrown through a wall. For now the target wasn't going to escape and also not run the risk of dying from a fall. A stunned target can still die from a high speed impact brought on by gravity. The loss of a thruster would hopefully give a fellow Badger enough time to recover.

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[Nox Solus]

With another quick shake of his head, dust particles falling off individual plates, he managed to catch Kotii's transmission. "Yeah... I'm good." It had been a rough landing but nothing was broken and that's all he needed to know. The Alor's attack had worked and the jetpack faltered from the assault, rapidly losing the ability to support its user's weight.

Their target shot around rapidly but still had enough control that he could find a landing. Instead of hitting the ground and into the open, he went right through the hole that Nox had made earlier. Landing with a roll, the jetpack easily slid off the man's shoulders and into a random corner of the room. The Solus immediately drew out his pistol when he had a clear shot, firing quickly and without much aim to just put bolts into the air.

The bounty dodged the first two before he ignited his flamethrowers, engulfing half the room in flame as Nox had to simply dive backward. His body broke through the wooden railing of the stairs as he would hit the wall before sliding down onto the steps. His descent would include a few rolls and tumbles but he would eventually straighten out when he reached a new wall, using it to halt his momentum and stand up.

When Nox stared up the stairs, he would find the flames viciously course through the upper level, ignite anything with no mercy as it grew with each second. The bounty jumped over a small patch of those flames and onto the stairs, his blaster out as the two would fire at each other and continue the battle downstairs, the fire above them slowly beginning to grow with each passing second.

 

[Kotii Solus]

From the roof, Kotii holstered his pistol while gritting his teeth. The Solus's target seemed to follow after Wolf. The red armored Mandalorian drew his heavy blaster pistol as the front side of his beskargam was cast in a brilliant orange light. The room partially set ablaze contained a member of his family and his target. There was only one course of action. His hand flicked the stun setting on since it was defaulted to lethal.

Kotii leapt across the opening and through the hole. Not breaking stride, what was easily three hundred pounds of Mandalorian warrior came slamming into the side of the Bounty. Bursting through the flames and into the stairway wall. Kotii would make a dent in this one and hear a snap in the targets body as he had probably broken a rib and dislocated one of the man's shoulders. The body of the target wasn't held and would tumble down the stairs after the hit. Kotii unceremoniously brought his pistol about and would hold it body as it got closer to Nox. The curling inferno around him and smoke build behind him told them the immediate area was going to become more dangerous by the second. Just running through the room had made Mandalorian begin to sweat more than usual.

 

[Nox Solus]

Nox's gaze underneath his helmet met the bounty's, them locking for the briefest of moments. Both of them had instinctively slid their hands to their blasters but the inferno engulfed duel would be cut short before it even began. Out of nowhere, Kotii burst through flames and behind the target after making his own entrance, the weighted body of the Mando causing some damage as it would slam into the back of their target. It would send the man down the stairs, the Solus needing to dodge out of the way at the bottom and onto the main floor of the building.

Damage had been done but it left Kotii in a tricky spot. Where he had struck the man at the top of the stairs, the fire had been its heaviest and would most likely already be licking the Alor, covering him in sweat, or even burning him. Solid stairs that would have been in front of him had been crumbled to ash, charred beyond recognition, or still alight. The Mando would have to find his own way out or survive while Nox was still preoccupied.

The bounty, after recollecting his composure, stood up from his fall but would be met with an armored fist right to the chin of the helmet. It may not be the most damaging strike but it could make the man's orientation much harder to fathom. Both of them would stumble into a nearby wall as Nox didn't intend to leave any distance between them, his hand on the gauntlet of the target that wielded the flamethrower.

Both of them spun around, throwing kicks and elbows into each other when it was possible in order to break apart. Nox, however, had an iron grip and wouldn't let go, even after multiple blows. Instead of continuing struggle, the bounty activated his wrecked jetpack in the enclosed space. It certainly couldn't lift the two of them up with a steady burst of flame but was still enough to have them be moved by it. A pair of flames burst from the machine and the two were sent through the air, a trail of smoke following.

The two would go through a nearby window, glass shattering everywhere as the jetpack gave out and both of them crashed into the mud. They rolled around, Nox's knife out from his sheathe and into his hand as he would try to stab underneath him before being flipped over and restarting the process.

 

[Kotii Solus]

The heat inside his armor was increasing. The Mandalorian knew that even after leaving the heat the armor could keep on cooking him inside if he wasn't careful. The recklessness of their target firing two flame projectors in a place that was drier than his sense of humor didn't help any. The man didn't have a thermal or environmental suit to withstand this and already he felt second degree burns manifesting on his body. No doubt it would be a grisly site for his normally pale skin later on. But he needed to get through this to worry about such superficial things.

The way back was also in flames. However the patch of floor wasn't as weak as the stairs ahead. Taking a few steps over and picking up speed Kotii heard the sounds of the fight between Wolf and the target below. Gritting his teeth he lunged back across to the other roof to get on top.

The visor Heads Up Display gave him a precise distance he was at from the ground, how far he was from the corner of the building. Not hesitating, the Alor of House Solus got a running head start on the corner of the side connecting to where the two had traveled through the window. firing his grapple, the tip would affix in what he hoped was secured given the added force. Not for the second time in less than a few minutes, the Mandalorian came blindsiding the bounty. Only this time he had one arm grasping a set length of grapple cord preventing him from hitting the ground.

The bounty would go flying several meters and Kotii began going up as the cord went taught. His shoulder felt like it was about to go out of its socket so he slammed the quick release. Once again gravity took hold and the man dropped a solid two meters before making an recoverable two foot landing. In front of the two mandalorians was the prone target. Kotii drew his python as soon as he was steady and fired three heavy stun blaster bolts into the individual, taking a step toward the body with each purposeful pull of the trigger. While the shots were fired with precision and focus, the man was still out of breath from the adrenaline pumping nature of the situation. <"Thank the forgotten three"> He said as under his breath to himself. If the target wasn't going to stay down now then he was going to use his thermal detonator next.

@Orbit

 

[Nox Solus]

The scuffle on the ground continued, elbows, fists, and knees threw from each party into each other. Each hit would find armor but they were more being thrown so that the other could reach an advantageous position. With being flipped, it left Nox on the bottom as the bounty arched an arm back, willing to activate the flamethrower and scorch them both in flame right then. Acting off instinct, the Solus slashed with the knife and luckily struck the wire of the flamer, fire screeching out only for the briefest of moments before fuel just dripped onto the Mandalorian.

With another aimed strike, it was about to be committed to until Kotii came out from nowhere again. This time, grappled to a secure point, he swung his legs into the man and knocked the wind out of his lungs most likely as he would be launched off Nox. With a quick spin, he would end up on his stomach and halfway through the process of standing, already rushing towards the bounty before the man could get up as well.

Three stuns bolts flew past him and struck their target, each one disabling a set of muscles that were needed for him to fight. Standing up very slowly, he almost made it until Nox finally closed the rest of the distance. A sort of soccer kick would come in at full speed, catching the cheek and most likely dislocating a jaw despite it not being square, it depending on the man's chin. The target's head would simply swing the opposite way of Nox's leg, his body falling and sinking into the mud with little resistance as it was obvious he had been put out cold.

Nox stood above the bounty, breathing hard as his chest rose and fell, his gaze locked on the bounty to be one hundred percent sure that he was out. After a handful of seconds, he directed his attention back to Kotii, "You holding up?"

 

[Kotii Solus]

Keeping his wits about him, Kotii looked to the burning building behind them. The damage caused by the local menace would add to his crimes likely. From what the Mandalorian could tell the target was still alive and sufficiently pacified via force. A violent impact sounded particularly damaging as Wolf gave his own addition to the bounty with an additional kick. Kotii wouldn't want to be his enemy.

"Funny. I was going to ask you the same thing vod." Kotii replied. A bit winded at the moment and an inevitable adrenaline crash but nothing the man wasn't used to. There were not other dangers, enemy reinforcements or further work to be done in the immediate area. The red and black clad hunter took a few steps towards the incapacitated bounty but did not stoop to pick him up yet. Instead he patted him down and took or disabled the items on the target.

Kotii found a comlink, a blaster pistol, the armor he wore and a bottle huttese writing on it that contained some dark liquid. Lastly was a small cylindrical item. It took Kotii a moment to realize what it was and he had no idea why the bounty target would have one. "hmm, wonder what this is for." he said, openly sharing the find with Wolf. Kotii was not sure it was of any value but maybe finding what it went to or what was on it could be valuable.

@Orbit

 

[Nox Solus]

With the combat, Nox had forgotten about the extensive damage that had been done to the town. His covered eyes swung to the building all of them had exited from, it was completely engulfed in flames as a black pillar of smoke rose and stabbed through the air. At first, he worried that it would spread but then realized the rest of the buildings around it had already been extensively burned or were about to crumble, providing little fuel for the fire to spread and wreak any more havoc.

No other existing threat was present, Kotii first went to the body to inspect it and Nox let the Alor go first. His T-visor was already set on a piece of equipment that he intended to be his. When the Alor finished and stood back up with a small and metal item, the Solus bent down this time and went, for one thing, the flamethrower. One of them had been ruined by own handiwork, the wires cut and still leaking fluid as it continually emptied. The other one was still completely intact and barely scuffed, a few buttons pressed in order to unlock the mechanism that held it in place.

The flamer detached and he slipped onto his belt for safekeeping and to make modifications to his armor later. Kotti's words tore him away from the admiration of his new gadget and brought his attention to the item that was found by the Alor. Nox reached for it and tossed it up in the air a few times, catching each time as he performed different moves with it. First, he pressed the top of it to see if anything would happen before a couple of twists and turns followed. To no avail, he simply tossed the thing back to Alor, "Maybe a key? It's not a weapon, that's for sure."

With the device providing little function for Nox at the moment, it didn't catch his attention and he walked away back to where they had first been attacked. The building was still standing but the roof had been destroyed by the missile. Thankfully, his grapple line was still there and he gave it a quick tug to free it, the line dropping to the ground beside him.

The Solus walked back to Kotii and the body, the grapple line wrapped around his gauntlet. With the rest of it, the target's arm would be the post as the line was wrapped around it. When it was secured enough, Nox gave the body a tug to confirm before giving a short nod to Kotii, "Let's go cash in." With that, he would start to drag the body, it making a deep mud trail from the weight.

 

[Kotii Solus]

The man gave a slight chuckle and took the code cylinder back. "I know what it is. I mean what does it open...or hold. These things usually hold coded messages or access to high security locations." It raised a lot of questions inside Kotii. The Solus clan member did not need to scanvenge anything off of their target though the blaster pistol would get added to his ship's armory later. The blurgg pistol could be a nice piece to add to his arsenal and would save him a few hundred credits. The comlink was taken as well and the man also made sure to remove their target's helmet. Maybe there were clues in his HUD that Kotii could poke around in later. Sometimes the half-echani just liked to tinker and be nosy when it came to his foes.

Knowing Wolf to be pleased with his additional weaponry, Kotii couldn't help but smile. A few moments would pass as he witnessed the man tie up their unconscious bounty so they could pull him behind them back to the Rodian. Giving a nod of his head and a low murmur the two of them would present their hard work and earn their new ordinance. "Want to maybe find a local place to get a drink?" He was looking forward to some tihaar or a dark ale after today. But the Mandalorian was not sure what qualified as an appropriate establishment around here.

@Orbit