Ask Low Blow

[Rafe]

Taanab
O-8
Midnight..​

Orders

Low Blow
The current self proclaimed "CEO" of The Materiaalaankopen is Parneaux Joloan, our recent attacks on his organization has caused him to take some additional security measures. His parents have been located at one of his estates on Taanab, go there and kill them, there will likely be a small security detail there, kill them all as well.(Self DM 2-3 participants.)
1: @Rafe
2: @Sahren
3:

Taanab was a largely agricultural world, almost the entire surface was covered in farms and ranches and the like, although the world was without a doubt a major asset, it's small military presence made it a perfect hiding spot for someone who didn't want to be found.. or so the Materiaalaankopen's CEO would have thought..

Rafe had touched down approximately thirty minutes before and was making his way as silently as possible through the fields to the mansion that lay just ahead. The mission here was truly a dark one, but one that would send a message, Parneaux Joloan the self proclaimed CEO of the Materiaalaankopen had hidden his parents away at his estate here, after the Pykes recent attacks on their organization Rafe could understand why..

As Rafe drew closer, the mansion coming into full view, as well as the small detachment of guards that wondered the property, Rafe would turn his head to locate his counterpart before using their secured line in a whisper, What's your location? the big bad wolf would ask. Rafe had initially wanted to maintain a low profile before they breached the house, but if @Sahren had a different plan, Rafe was absolutely down for the chaos..

@Where

 

[Julius Arvo]

Jules was here to help in the final destruction of the Materiaalaankopen. This was dirty work he was about to engage in. He was once again teamed with Rafe and Armory. He was the quiet and they were the brash. He had arrived hours earlier and had already made it to the roof of the mansion completely undetected.

Assuming that there would be heat sensors inside the mansion he waited until his team was in place. Now he was just waiting for their first move to begin.

 

[Sahren]

Sahren would respond to Rafe's question via commlink, "I'm all suited up and ready to go. Give me a minute to get into position, then you and Jules can make your move." The mercenary would turn off his commlink for a moment. Oddly enough, rather than his usual uniform, Armory would be wearing slacks and a sweater vest. Over his right breast would be a metallic name tag with the name "Sahren" written on it.

He would tighten a tie around his neck as he pulled up in front of the mansion on a land speeder he rented. He was by no means being subtle, and didn't appear to be wielding any sort of weapons. The mercenary would step out of the vehicle with a brief case, and press a button on a remote that locked the speeder behind him.

The zabrak would then begin walking directly up to the front door of the mansion, getting confused and suspicious glares from the various guards as he did. Eventually, a man who looked like the head guard would would step out in front of him. "HEY! This is privet property. What do you think you're doing here?"

Sahren would clear his throat before responding, "Me, uh, I'm with MorataCorp... I was coming to see Mrs. and Mr. Joloan on account of business and healthcare." The guard would give him another suspicious look, but could tell the man was unarmed. He would give a sigh before responding. "Fine. Have a word with them, but if they ask you to leave, then we'll ask you to leave..."

He would make his way past the guard before knocking on the mansion's door. He would wait for several seconds before a frail lady in her mid-fifties would eventually answer. She would slowly open the door before asking, "Can I help you sonny?" Sahren would put on a huge sales person's grin before responding. "No ma'am, but I believe I can help you. My name is Sahren, and I work for MorataCorp. I'm here today because we hear you and your husband lack any sort of life insurance. We wanted to inform you both that our rates are cheaper than ever at the moment, and you could get a very lucrative plan for less than 120 credits a month."

The older woman would give an intrigued look before replying, "Well, I suppose you do have a point. My husband and I aren't as young as we use to be... Our son is in a very dangerous business, and we would both really like to leave him something if anything were to ever happen to us... Please, come inside and I'll get my husband." The zabrak would give a hardy smile before walking into the mansion and shutting the door behind him...

@Mad Dog @Wayrider

 

[Rafe]

Rafe couldn't not be exactly sure how many guards were on the property, however he could see from his position approximately seventy percent of the property, and had picked out eight. Which probably meant at least twice that inside in house, if not more.

With a close eye on @Sahren, Rafe also watched the two closest, one of them within four or five meters of himself. As soon as Sahren was let in the door, Rafe did two things, first he shook his head in disbelief that the Zabarak's plan had even worked at all... and next he hoped the fence Silently and stalked up to the man, keeping as low as an enormous wolf could before wrapping both claws around the man's neck and jaw, twisting in opposite directions, Rafe felt a vicious pop and lowered the man down to the ground.

Rafe was sure such a valuable target would have reinforcements on stand by, so this needed to be as quiet as possible. Rafe had even opted to forgo the greaves and shin plating of his armour for a lighter load and better chance af stealth.. this was a very hard decision for the former mandalorian.. especially given that his shin guards were pure Beskar..

As Rafe pressed on, all four of his limbs carrying him across the grass between the posh landscaping that shrouded the property in most places, much to Rafe's benefit.. as he drew closer to the next man Rafe swung upward with his right claw, burying it upwards from the man's jaw into the bottom of his skull, Rafe pulled him in close as he lowered the man who was still twitching, and gargling for air that would never come as the blood filled his lungs..

Rafe took a pause to look toward the roof trying to see if he could spot @Julius Arvo, but he couldn't see the man, not from this angle at least. They were making decent time, but Rafe knew he needed to accelerate before anything inside went wrong..

Quick crawling Rafe moved to his next victim, luck would have it Rafe ended up on a higher elevation than the Materiaalaankopen guard, and simply leaned down and dug both claws into the man's neck and ripped outward while pulling him up to lay the body beside himself.

Rafe was reminded why this wasn't his style, stealth was too slow, and had too many fragilities, at any moment this whole thing could go wrong..

 

[Julius Arvo]

The moment Jules heard the front door close he made his move going through the attic window. To his surprise the window was not even alarmed. Silently crossing the floor he reached out with the Force. He could tell that there were fifteen men grouped together on the second floor as well as six on the first and two more that Jules believed were the actual target.

Running as lightly as possible through the mansion Jules took what turns and stairs that seemed the most likely to take him to the group on the second floor. Any moment he expected to hear shouts and alarms.

 

[Sahren]

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

He could hear the woman speaking from the other room to someone, "Dear, we have a visitor. It's someone from MorataCorp. He's trying to help us out with something important." The husband would give a confused response, "Some one from MorataCorp? What do they want with us?"

The couple of soon to be elderly individuals would walk back into the main living room. Each would take a seat across from Sahren. The woman would request, "Go on, please tell my husband what you told me..."

The Zabrak would swallow hard before he began a long speech, "Well, my name is Sahren from MorataCorp... I;m sure you two already know that however... I am here because we are MorataCorp want the best for your family. We want you to all be protected, in good health and in good finances. At this time, our prices have never been lower. For only 119 credits a month, you could have a life insurence policy that pays out over one million credits to your next of kin. This is not an offer you'll get just any day, I assure you..."

Mr. Joloan would give a raised eyebrow, clearly skeptical of such a good offer...

@Mad Dog @Wayrider

 

[Rafe]

As Rafe drew closer to the house he came across one of the guards urinating into one of the bushes, approaching from behind he covered the man's mouth with his left claw and used his right to viciously tear at the man's throat a few times before hiding inside the wet bush in front of him. That was half of the exterior guards Rafe knew of, and he spotted two more standing together talking somewhat loudly, Rafe could smell the smoke of a death stick as he stalked closer to them..

This would be tricky, both would have to be silenced simultaneously, as Rafe moved to a vantage point on them he approached from their backs, he was blessed with massive size, even for a Nelvaanian with the mutant genes in his bloodline. Using both claws he wrapped one around each man's neck and rose them off the ground, slamming their heads into each other multiple times until either the lack of air or the concussive blows to the head cause them to lose consciousness. Using his razor sharp claws he slit both of their throats before tucking their bodies into the hedges that seemed to be present in every square meter of this place.

Rafe was up against the house now, and could see the back door around the corner, one man stood at the door visibly bored of his post. The lighting in the area would make this one hard, so Rafe leaned down and grabbed a rock before dropping it beside himself to make noise, Who's there! The guard asked, his footsteps indicating he was heading toward Rafe, the foot steps slowed and Rafe heard the sounds of a blaster being taken out of its holster. Seren? The guards voice sounded again, another two footsteps following the voice. Finally he stepped within reach and Rafe clawed down hard at the man's outstretched hand, his blaster pistol falling and hitting the pavement beneath, with Rafe's other claw he grabbed the man's neck, squeezing tightly to prevent him from screaming out, against the man's protests Rafe brough the man up to his own eye level and sank his teeth into the man's skull biting down hard until he felt a pop and the blood filled Rafe's mouth.

Spitting, Rafe placed the newest body into the hedges, and moved forward, he'd lost sight of the last exterior guard, and entered the back door, finding himself in a large posh kitchen with the lights off, he could hear @Sahren in the other room, "This is not an offer you'll get just any day, I assure you..." whatever he was doing it was working so far.

 

[Julius Arvo]

Jules had made it he was at the door and not an alarm had sounded. Jules sensed Rafe's entrance into the house. Opening the door to what turned out to be a combination barracks and command station. There were four guys sitting around a table playing some sort of game and the guy at the command console was dead asleep. The rest were in their racks ,No one even looked up when he entered.

Shaking his head Jules figured these must be the stupid ones. Drawing his peacemakers Jules decided that it was time to play some music.

 

[Sahren]

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

The husband would take a look back, but wouldn't catch glimpse of the wolf just yet. The mercenary would quickly try to recapture his attention. "Uh, Mr. Joloan! It says here that you were once a hutt ball team captain back in college. I've always wondered what it would be like to play back in the day."

The older man would give a chuckle before beginning a very long winded story "Well, I don't like to brag but..."

[Five minutes later]

"And that's why the called me, 'Headhunter' Joloan back in the day! Those were the golden years..." Sahren would simply nod his head the entire time. "Ah, what an amazing tale... Since we're already talking about the good ole days, I would like to show the both of you a few different options for our plans." He would then open his briefcase that was absolutely covered in various insurance sign-up forms, along with a blue binder that acted as a portfolio of sorts.

"So, if you would both take a look at this graph right here, it shows how our initial deposit and monthly payment system works..."

@Mad Dog @Wayrider

 

[Rafe]

Rafe had felt the tile below him give slightly as it creaked below him, Silently cursing he immediately heard @Sahren grasp for the man's attention, Good looking out Sahren.. Rafe thought, slowly taking his foot off the tile without a noise before creeping to the next room. The room was silent, and dark as Rafe slow and soft stepped through it, he was almost to the next doorway that led to a hallway with a upwards stair case when he heard it.. a.. snore? Looking back Rafe spotted a black lump on the couch, it was a sleeping guard snoring on the couch.. Rafe shook his head almost in disbelief as he stepped in that direction.

Reaching the posh couch Rafe could see its features more clearly, with his right hand he quickly covered the man's mouth, and used his left claw to dig into its neck and wrap around his wind pipe, squeezing and pulling hard as a dark liquid would squirt out all over the couch back. The man had struggled for a moment before going limp, there was no surviving that...

Rafe then made his way into the hallway, down the way he caught glimpse of the backs of the main target's heads, and could see @Sahren's face. Rafe would wink at the zabarak, but doubted he could see it, before heading up the solid stone stairs which helped keep Rafe's steps quiet.

 

[Julius Arvo]

Since he saw no way to keep this silent any longer Jules waited until the first guard looked up and simply shot him in the face. The console operator died in his sleep the heavy blaster bolt tearing first through him and then the console. The remaining game players never managed to even get their weapons into play before dieing.

What came next was just housekeeping, bleary eyed and sleep confused not one remaining thug even managed to get clear of their bunks before meeting their end.

 

[Sahren]

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

The mercenary would smirk before assuring her. "Oh ma'am, I apologize... I just had my cataracts done a few cycles ago... They're still giving me a couple issues... Of course, you'll never have any sort of issues with our life insurance policies!"

Mrs. Joloan would interject however, explaining "Well. I think we've heard enough actually. If a policy would really be the best thing to help our son, then where do we sign?"

The zabrak would pull out several sheets of paper, an actual life insurance contract he had stolen awhile back... There was just one little catch... His own name was written as the benefactor! Little to the elderly couple's knowledge, they would each sign away hundred of thousands of credits to Sahren, along with what should have been their son's inheritance!

Sahren would move around a few papers in his briefcase, eventually uncovering a micro-missile gun he had hidden the entire time. He would give the pair an evil grin "I'm sure you two won't live to regret this decision..."

@Mad Dog @Wayrider

 

[Rafe]

Rafe was just outside the makeshift barracks when he heard the firing from inside, he kicked the door open to see @Julius Arvo making quick work of everyone inside, Rafe cursed, of the three of them the one who blew the cover was Julius? Rafe hadn't expected that..

Rafe cursed and bolted back down the stairs, none of the guards mattered, their targets were downstairs on the couch, and he was sure they could hear the blaster fire on the second floor by now. Rafe was enormous, so when he ran his stride was massive.

Rafe rounded the corner of the stairs and broke out into a full of run, leaping over the back of the couch, sinking his teeth into the Materiaalaankopen's CEO's fathers neck as he continued forward, rolling with the man locked between Rafe's teeth into the wall on the otherside as he dug both of his claws into the man's sides several times, ripping out the fragile old man's ribs as he did so, then eviscerated him completely as his claw went all the way through.

Rafe must have gotten lucky as the couch exploded by a micro missile fired by @Sahren just a second later, he must of been touching the trigger as Rafe flipped over the couch and snatched up the old man..

Blood soaked the marble floors, and ran in a long stream from the body he was atop to the furniture feet away..

 

[Julius Arvo]

Jules turned just in time to see Rafe charge off, "he must of missed something," thought Jules. After making sure that the security console was completely destroyed Jules headed for the first floor to see if anything else needed doing.

Jules honestly could not imagine that the two of them weren't already done.

 

[Sahren]

Rafe's timing was excellent, as the wolf-man would lunge on top of the CEO's parents, brutally murdering the father with his claws. Surprised by his old friend's attack, the mercenary had pulled the trigger of his micro-missile gun. A miniaturized rocket would fire directly into the old lady and the couch she sat in. A loud boom would ring out, but he was pretty sure that had evaded the other security forces. Once he was positive Rafe had the man dead, he would state "Alright! Our ride is waiting, let's get the kriff out of here!"

The zabrak would make a break for the front door, shoving it open as he around toward his parked speeder some distance away. He would dive into it head first, expecting reinforcements to be enroot soon thereafter. "Come on, come on..." She would say, just managed to start the big speeder.

He would wait for his two partners to arrive, but immediately floor it once they did! If Rafe and Jules did decide to hop in the vehicle with him, Sahren would triumphantly hold up a small stack of papers. "Boys, we've got a life insurance policy to cash in!"

[Exit thread]

@Mad Dog @Wayraider

 

[Rafe]

Rafe wrapped his fingers around one of the ribs of the CEOs father and ripped it out, taking it with him. Rafe was careful to leave the body in a state it could still be identified in.

Standing up, dripping the blood of the now dead man, Rafe bolted for the door, his comm coming online to call out to @Julius Arvo, Rafe nearly broke the front door off its hinges as he bolted out if it running down the front path and climbing into the back seat of the speeder, @Sahren had luckily brought one he could fit in, even if only the back seats.

Rafe lit a death stick, exhaling after a deep drag. Another job well done boys.. Rafe would say, one of the last times these three men were alone together they had viciously murdered a few clans of Tusken Raiders, this night's mission probably left just as much blood covering Rafe's fur.

[EXIT THREAD]

 

[Julius Arvo]

Jules seeing that the work was done bolted right behind Rafe diving into the front passenger seat he nodded to Armory. "Hope I didn't keep you," said Jules. Looking back at Rafe he asked. " do you ever not wear your work home?"

[EXIT THREAD]