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[Tacitus Agrippa]

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Raiding an armoured train full of mercenaries was probably a dumb move for some people but Tacitus was firmly of the opinion that those people were probably cowardly little karktards that didn't know that the best way around any problem was the application of sufficient violence. If it wasn't working it meant, in his experience, you were either not using enough violence or you were being stupid in how you applied it. Violence was a tool just like any other except sometimes you needed it to be a scalpel and other times a hammer.

This time he needed it to be a freaking laser cannon.

The pilot droid they had paid for between the three of them had the controls of the Garrison as the ship came in fast and hot. Already geared up, Tacitus cradled his rifle in his arms as he walked back into the cargo area where Bri and Nero were waiting.

"Alright kids, put your junk back in your pants, we got work to do." he called out to them as the ship shook violently as lasers impacted the shields, "We're coming in hot, fast and maybe crashing a bit too - depends how badly the droid karks up."

He tossed a breaching charge to his brother.

"Nero, you're on point with the bang, Bri heads up the centre and I bring up the rear. These guys are mercs and they got guns so make sure you kill em first. No stun blasts this time." he grinned, "Anybody need a kiss for luck first?"

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero didn't do majority of the planning, he found it..boring. His brother had more of a skill set for big heists such as this and luckily he was the one to plan it. Standing alongside the ramp as the pilot droid took them right in towards the train. The closer they got the more Nero smiled, he karkin' lived for this shit. Death at your door step, a chance for it all to end really brought out the best in him. Nero was kitted up and had 2x Wester 55 Blaster pistols on either hip. Leaning out the side of the ship as the wind was whipping along his body.

Snapped out of his maniac trance of pure pleasure of the events about to unfold from his brother talkin' to the pair. All the joy to abd had in Nero's mind made him completely unaware of the lasers opening up on The Garrison. His brother would toss him a breaching charge just as they were about to ride alongside the train or right ontop of it. A bigger smile appearing on his face as he was given explosives..Good thing this was all illegal as Nero was banned on some planets from being within 50ft of explosives...Ah memories.

Laughing at his brothers comment as he looked at Bri and then his brother. "yeah, kiss my ass." he laughed liked a maniac before leaning back as The Garrison rolled ontop of the train. As he leaned back he'd be open armed like a swan dive facing them as he quickly shifted into a roll ontop of the moving train. It would roll him back 15 feet from where The Mercs probably thought he'd land just jumping normally out. The bold but smart move made the lasers breaking about around him in the ship go to being nowhere near him as he began to get to work.

Slapping a charge down on the side of the train as lasers began to zip across the field around him. Mercs slowly beginning to pile out in pairs at the far end of the train and begin to work their way towards the group. Setting the charge with both his hands as he watched a laser round impact half a foot in front of him. Sending sparks flying on him as he growled and slid out one of his pistols and began to return fire while working the charge in one hand.

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[Bri Valentia]

She loved the smell of plasma first thing in the morning.

Decked out in her tailored flight suit, she felt a keen itch to see things spatter and feel the hard thumping of heavy blasters against flesh. Her helmeted gaze tracked over the train, and hearing Tac's words, she gave him an unseen smirk.

"Baby, you can more than kiss me after this payday," she teased, miming an air kiss. But hearing Nero's insane reply, she chuckled indulgently. Her men, always so eager to jump into the fray.

Part of their appeal, really, was their roughness.

The other part... well, that was a company secret.

Waiting for just a beat at Nero's landing, she too lunged forward with a feral grace, twisting at mid-jump to activate her mag boots to attach to the roof temporarily and cover for Nero. "Head's up, flash incoming!" she called out to Nero and Tac using their comm line. Using the momentum of the ship, she tossed over one flash grenade, set to activate within three seconds.

Those few mercs that were close enough to get blasted reeled off the sides of the freighter, screaming.

Her grin turned wicked as she looked away barely in the nick of time to avoid getting blinded. But she wasn't going to stand there for much longer; the moment Nero would sound off that the breach charge would blow, she would release the boot grip long enough to get far enough away to avoid blowback and debris.

She couldn't wait to get below to the goods. Her neuronic whip was just asking to be used. All in a matter of time.

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[Tacitus Agrippa]

Well one of those offers to kiss was better than the other - if asked he would obviously say that his brother's ass was rather well sculpted just for the banter. And for the way it made Bri's smile get that kind of manic edge to it that meant he wasn't going to be needing to feel his knees for a few hours at least.

But he didn't mention anything because there was more fun to be had in getting to work.

Jumping from a moving ship wasn't the most dangerous thing he'd done this week and that probably said a lot about how the trio spent their down time. Activating his mag-boots as he fell, he landed atop the train with a heavy thunk.

Rifle raised, he took the time to cover his eyes with Bri throwing out a stun grenade before opening them once it had detonated. Calmly, smoothly, he opened fire on the remaining outer guards that were either stunned or not. Those that had been blinded he ended with quick shots to the head.

Those who weren't needed more blasts but they ended up the same way; he shot two stunned men in the skull and shot the foot of one who wasn't stunned to pull him out of cover before shooting another three times into the injured man's chest.

The mercs' armour wasn't bad actually but taking three shots to the chest was a bit beyond the pale even for the best armour. He knelt down, the mag-boots keeping him secure on the metal train as the demo charges got to work.

"Get your arses in gear!"

He would cover the entry of his brother and Bri, holding the entrance until they gave him the all-clear to join them.

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero would manage to get the charges to sound off. A loud hiss followed by the beeping of the charge began to sound off as he pulled back from where the explosion was going to happen. Two Mercs would try to flank them from the far end of the train as Nero managed to get headshots on them both. The bolt splashing through their brains as they both toppled back lifeless and slid off the train into the abyss below. "GO TIME" he said through the intercom with excitement as the charge went off and put a nice 4x5 foot hole in the top of the train for them to go through. The metal debris from the explosion would fly past Nero as he made his way to the hole. Nodding to his brother who was providing cover to the pair and than Looking at Bri with a smile as he blew a cheeky ass kiss to her before rolling down through. Boy did he love this karkin shit.


With his luck he ended up landing right ontop of two mercs who were pulling security in that section of the train. Nero came slamming down ontop of him as the two mercs growled from surprise. As the trio managed to get to their feet, one Merc swung at Nero as he managed to catch his arm and give him a counter punch to his jaw. It was only accompanied by the other Merc slamming his fist into Nero's ribs as he let go of the first Merc and turned to the second with the look of death on his face.

Shoving his foot to the second Mercs chest he would kick him up against the wall and jump ontop of him to finish him as they boths struggled. Nero and the Merc were in a dead lock as the Merc reached to his side and managed to get his pistol and slowly put it to Neros head. Growling ever harder with fury, Nero would grab the blaster pistol and slowly use his brute strength to push the barrell of it towards him. The inter struggle of power as Nero managed to slip it under the Mercs chin as he screamed. "NO" before sending a bolt straight through his mouth. Blood splattering on Neros face as his bright teeth smiled with glee.

Now equipped with the Mercs blaster pistol he would turn to face the other one he originally tangled with. His arms were up in a surrender as Nero looked like a complete lunatic with the blood sprayed all over his face and his crazy smile. Without a wince, he would send a bolt through the Merc making him drop dead as he called out to "CLEAR".[/xbox3]

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[Bri Valentia]

Her men, they were effective, brutal, and smart with this. It was almost like art, watching them pick off mercenaries like the pesky flies they were. They were here for one thing only, but perhaps with a little more of a bonus, it couldn't hurt. Besides, if she tried to get them to stop killing, she'd never hear the end of it.

She loved the screams, but more importantly, she recognized that blood wasn't necessarily healthy to splatter on your skin. And it could sometimes stain tile when you washed off. No, her helmet would protect her in anonymity, and from any stray splatters that she would find distasteful for a woman of her class.

Her hand gripped the whip as she tucked and dove down to meet Nero, landing with a vicious crunch into one of the mercenary bodies. Time to move on, there were more feet incoming.

"Down the hall," she ordered in clipped tones, giving a savage grin.

"These ones are mine."

The moment they would breach the hallway turn she was already ten feet closer, and a startled kark breathed through one of the helmets as her whip crackled to life. When one of them aimed, she lashed out.

It sang in a light blue arc, wrapping around the man's arm, and she smiled as he jolted and screamed, then yanked hard to the left, augmenting her strength with the Darkness. His body slammed into that of his companion before he could fire, and she lunged forward, a vibroblade pulled out.

One went straight up, hard, through the ribs, and then the second a slash to the throat.

By the time she came back to her companions, she had resheathed her blade, the whip deactivated. "Shall we move on?"

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[Tacitus Agrippa]

Rearguard was an important position in any formation for any plan but he didn't much like being it himself. He knew himself well enough to know that a part of him craved to be at the front, in the thick of the fighting. Trouble was he knew that same part was in his brother and much stronger. Wouldn't put it past Nero to charge from the rearguard position and leave their arses hanging in the wind.

Whatever, he could deal with it.

Dropping down into the carriage after the two of them had already landed and cleared it out, he slung his rifle over onto his back and instead drew his pistol in his left hand. His right hand quickly looted a vibroknife from one of the dead mercs. He ignored the blood all over it with the practised art of not giving a shite.

He watched as Bri let loose with the whip and decided he could probably afford to check on something. Opening up an access screen on one side of the carriage, he idly ducked to avoid some debris coming from that side of the train... it might have been a tooth actually but he didn't care.

"Two carriages down we got the highest concentration of guards - they're standing around one of the bigger crates." he readied his pistol, "Feck them up and we're lifting their shite right up out through the ceiling. Volunteer needed to head out to the front and slow the train."

The pilot droid needed to be able to alight outside the train after all.

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero would watch with a bright grin as Bri dispatched more Mercs with ease and made it look like a cakewalk. Oh this woman was surely the match for the brothers. It couldn't get any better then that. Nero would watch the other end of the hallway of train carts as he waited for his brother to join in. Nero's comlink in in his ear would buzz a little as he lifted his hand to adjust it. He never cared for helmets unless they absolutely needed it..But no one on this train was going to be around much longer. The blood splattered on his face now stained as it contrasted against his white teeth.

It was when his brother announced that the highest concentration of guards were down the hallway a few train carts. He was about to jump out of his skin and scream "I'M FACKING GOING" but he bit his tongue hard enough that it bled a bit. Growling to himself as he tried to practice patience. Shifting his eyes towards the front of the train that still probably had plenty of guards ahead of it, especially defending the control room as he convinced himself mentally that more killing could be done up that way...Just had to convince him enough.

Nero looked at the pair before snapping back to it "I got the front. Reach me on com when we're bugging out". He gripped his 2x blaster pistols and kicked the door open as bolts started snapping around the doorway and on the floor. He let out a howl and scream as he let off his blaster pistols in return "COME ON WITH IT YOU FACKIN KARKS". Using his foot he would push it back to the door and use his heel to kick it closed to Bri and Tacitus as the screaming and blaster rounds continued behind the door. Nero pushing up to the control room in a good ol fashioned shooutout.

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[Bri Valentia]

The blood haze had cleared her head wonderfully; as per usual fashion, the moment Tacitus began to explain a plan, Nero was all prepared to leap into the fray, guns blazing. Her helmeted head turned to stare bemusedly at his howling and bloodlust, then sighed.

"I love you both. But if one of you two dies before the end of the night, I'll drag your soul back and beat your ass myself."

Cocking her whip, she nodded to the roof. "Let him distract and murder those in the next two carriages ahead; I'll get to the control room." Despite the cool, rational seriousness to her words, he would see it in the shadow of her helm.

The ghost of a wicked smile on full lips.

Using the Force to augment her jump back up through the hole, she landed on the ferrous surface with the grounding of the Force. It would take some extreme will and strength to maintain her footholds, but steadily and surely she was making her way towards the controls of the train. With Nero's deranged fighting, he would keep the mercs distracted, and Tacitus free to begin maneuvering the ship closer to paydirt.

By the time she had reached the engine room, there were distant shouts and booted feet thudding away. She gave a small, wicked grin, humming idly to herself.

Planting a concussion grenade on the glass display, she gave it a five-second countdown, locking eyes with the pilot. Giving a sly little fingerwave, she ducked back down to the safety of the engine carriage's lip between it and the carriage behind it when transparisteel shattered and someone screamed in pain.

Chuckling once to herself, she slipped right in with athletic grace, sliding over the control board and snapping the neuronic whip at the still-living pilot, pushing the amperage to full stun.

"I'm in," she commed both of them, tucking away the blaster and glancing at the controls. "Slowing down soon. Prepare to grab and dash," she continued calmly, relieving the pilot's unconscious grasp from the controls.

"Nero, be a love and keep them busy~" she practically purred, brown eyes glowing subtly with gold.

Soon.

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[Tacitus Agrippa]

Leave it to the woman twirling the whips to get all emotional in the middle of a job. And leave it to his brother to look like he was less than five seconds away from taking a swing at him. He knew his brother well enough to see the bloodlust in him but he knew himself well enough that he wasn't about to take that crap from his little brother.

He pointed to his brother and glared at him silently - the silent warning to keep his shite together. There used to be an 'or else' on the end of that but they both knew that there wasn't any need for that anymore.

Thankfully Nero got himself close enough together. He nodded briskly to Bri's suggestion.

"Both of you - get it done. I ain't jumping off the train to bury your arses."

Tacitus walked through the train in the wake of his brother, cleaning up after him. And by that he meant that when his brother savaged an enemy and moved onto the next once, Tacitus was the one who went for overkill and blew their brains out entirely. They were probably all dead but he wasn't about to get shot in the back because some dickless wonder of a security guard had the brass balls to pull a gun with his dying breath.

Catching up to his brother, he fired a shot over his shoulder, hitting a guard in the throat when he tried to advance on Nero. He didn't comment on it as he let the man choke on his own blood, instead reaching the large box and knocking on it's side. It had the right kind of connection points if they wanted to use them rather than the magnet.

"Prepping the prize." he called out over the com-link as he used his vibrosword to start cutting out the ceiling of the carriage, "Nero - plant some more explosives. I want this fecking place gone when we leave."

No survivors meant no witnesses.

No train meant no crime scene.

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero could die a happy man that day..In a good shoutout with lots of death and carnage. Though so far, he was well and alive. Bummer..But look on the brightside, Nero got to continue on ending lives while he was alive. Nero managed to fight his way right to the Jackpot..Which also ended up in him destroying most things...and Mercs in his way. Blood covered walls, lights flickered that were left on. A scattered spark would erupt from a loose hanging electrical wire as Nero still kept his crazy smile going on through it all. One could almost say a transcendent/melody would play through the background in his mind like he was dancing through a field of flowers.

Finally approaching the last couple that stood in front of him as they looked like they seen a beast instead of a man that stood before them. Blood dripped from the edge of his hand. Looking down on the pair as one spoke up to Nero in a nervous wreck. "please...I have kids..a wife." He would stutter as tears wept from his face. Nero raised his blaster pistol and put a single round through his forehead as the other one bore witness to what he just done. Crying out in fear as Nero finished him the same way. Turning to face his brother as he heard Bri over the com link. "Already done love."

Nero would follow his brother as he began to Vibro blade the container. Nodding to his request he would begin to set up explosives around the train. Bouncing from room to room especially near the connections of the shuttles as he got everything nice and set. Making his way back to his brother as he stepped over the mutilated bodies and hanging limbs from the hallways and rooms. His green eyes scanning as he called out on the comlink "Explosives set." his voice sounded like he relieved himself in a sexual/sadistic way. The urge to kill was satisfied..For now.
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[Bri Valentia]

Oh yes, it was all coming together.

She knew she made the right choice, hiring on those two for jobs. Nobody need know how Valentia/Agrippa suddenly gained all their wealth; after all, politicians were known for their dirty money.

And like Tacitus said, no witnesses, no evidence.

She took her time, humming softly as she prepared to wipe the access board computer of any evidence of their existence here. Such prepwork took a little time, but hey, if there were any cams here, she wasn't going to let them record their business here. She was going to make it all go away while her favorites did what they did best. After all, they were the best...

Hmm. A lovely thought for later.

Intelligent brutality had a sort of elegance to her. "Let's go," she smiled to herself, slowing down the freight controls so the ship could get a stable grab to get going; leaving it on autopilot would work. "Coming back in a little while," she replied crisply, feeling a bit giddy at the prospect.

So much to do, so little time. And she had been gone away from Tacitus and Nero for too long; it was time to go before any local law enforcement caught on.

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[Tacitus Agrippa]

Finishing up his work on the ceiling, Tacitus ignored the way his brother played with his food because, well, why even bother? His brother liked to play with them and that was fine with him. If his brother wanted to mess around and it didn't come back to bite him? That was a win.

If it did come back to bite him?

Well then he'd learn a lesson.

Win either way.

The ceiling came flying off once it had been thoroughly cut through and the lines the droid was dropping from their ship came dangling down. He didn't like leaving The Garrison in the hands of a droid pilot but sometimes it was better to have bolts and shite behind the controls.

He strapped the connections to the box and climbed atop of it.

"Alright kids, time to blow this joint. Not literally yet though Nero - wait until we're off the train before we blow it up."

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero would hear Bri call off on the comlink she was set as the train began to slow drastically. Nero felt the jolt as it began to slow and heard the roof going whipping above his section of the train as it went off in the distance. He finally got to his brother as the dangling lines were all around them both. Giving him a hand with the connections as he glanced over to Tacitus. A smirk on his face as he hung off one of the lines. "Y'know...We need to blow trains up more often" his eyes gleamed a bit as the wind above them was deafening. Letting his free hand push in on the comlink "Waiting for you darlin'".

Nero almost hit the button with excitement as his brother called out it was time to blow this joint before he added the tidbit of not yet in. Pouting quietly as he kept the detonator in his hand with the cap flipped down covering the button as he waited for their beloved to join them. Nero was glad he had two of them by his side. They were all he knew and as long as he had them, he felt like he was on top of the world and nobody could stop them.

"Let's get the kark out of this shit train."

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[Bri Valentia]

She smirked broadly at the voices pinging over the comms. First Tacitus, then Nero, speaking up. Tch, always eager to skip ahead, never to savor what sweet victories they had. She panned her gaze over the bloody control panel, then the view beneath the train.

Yup. Moment over, it was time to leave.

"Coming~" she hummed absently, taking her time. Back out the window, using the graceful slipstream to catch with her boots and then slide her way back towards the cables. There was always a stomach-dropping moment of likelihood; she could go careening off the edge into oblivion, or smashed between carriages. But there were two factors that mitigated these possibilities.

Faith in her own skills, and faith in her technology.

Skimming along the top at a rapid pace, she slowed down her decent by bringing down the palms of her hands, then the magnetic soles of her boots down, coming to a graceful stop where Tac had cut a hole, testing the cables.

Nero's voice brought a low, purring chuckle past her lips.

"Yes. Let's get out of here. I'm in the mood for a celebration. The first one up here gets to celebrate with me first," she grinned down at them, but beneath the helmet there was a measure of tenderness there. Almost sweetness.

Almost, if it weren't for the broad smirk painted upon her lips.

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[Tacitus Agrippa]

Tacitus was almost ready to write it off as nothing but his brother's truly explosive nature winning out but... well... he was kind of right wasn't he? They really did need to do more train jobs and train jobs should ALWAYS end in the train exploding.

"If the credits are good enough we'll blow up a train depot." he promised his brother, "In the mean time we'll find bigger and better things to blow up mark my words little brother. I'll not let you get too bored with life."

He rolled his eyes a little bit at Bri's teasing but he didn't say anything against it. Instead he pressed the button on the side of the cables and they started to rise with Tacitus stood atop the crate they were bringing up. Once they were clear of the train the pilot droid pulled away from the train but kept pace with it.

If he didn't know any better he'd think the dumb fraking machine wanted them to get a good view. He turned to his baby brother and grinned beneath his helmet.

"Make with the boom baby brother."

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero would smile at his older brothers comment. "Credits or no credits, I facking love blowing shit up." watching as the pair joined Bri in the ship with the cargo. He would slide a cigarra out of his mouth as he took a long drag and inhaled while nodding to his brother. His thumb would flip the safety guard up and hit the red button as a series of explosives began to go off. The train carts began to explode and go in every direction as balls of fire shot up in the air. Hanging off the rope as the blood stained face with the smoke in his mouth just took in the good view.

"I reckon' this droid is worth its cost. Might want to keep it for future jobs." his glance shifted over to Bri and checked her over, she was in one piece. He always checked on both of them after a job to make sure they were fine. He knew they could hold their own but he was naturally protective over them. He would shuffle a smoke out of the pack to offer Bri and his brother "Cigarra anyone?"

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[Bri Valentia]

She chuckled low in her throat. They all made it fine, they had weapons, and things were blowing up nicely. If she were any less in a good mood, this would definitely boost it to a new level. Just as Nero was checking them both out, she pulled off her helm, giving them both a sly smile.

Gripping one of the cables, she shook her head at the offered cigarra.

"Celebration can come later; this stuff is hot, we've got to book it." She spoke this calmly, but gestured at the planet. Such an impressive pyrotechnic would surely catch some clueless officers making a round, and she wanted this party private.

Namely, Nero, Tacitus, and a whole lot of bubbly. Time to go. She had her moments to slake her bloodlust, but there were also moments of serious consideration. Her consideration was she didn't share her men with any boys in blue.

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[Tacitus Agrippa]

Tacitus agreed with his brother to be honest - blowing shit up never got old and it was one of life's simpler pleasures. There didn't always have to be a rhyme or reason to it but he would prefer to get paid AND get to enjoy blowing something up at the same time. Why settled for one thing when you could get both?

Watching as the train exploded, Tacitus pulled his helmet off and tossed it inside the cargo hold as they, and the haul, were pulled inside. He took one of the offered cigarras as he hopped off the crate now that they were inside.

"True enough Bri." He touched his com, "Get us out of here droid - jump to Polis Massa, then Corellia, then Naboo as agreed before. Zigzag well enough Bolts, and we'll keep you."

He took up a crowbar from the side of the hold.

"Lets open her up and count out our credits!"

He could just unlock the crate after slicing it's locks but this was just more fun. Gave a sense of adventure and intrigue, that kind of thing! Slamming the crowbar into place, he pulled and tore at it until one side of the crate gave in and fell to the floor.

Tacitus stared at the contents for a second before he started laughing.

"It's not credits..."

Reaching in, he pulled out an E-web repeating blaster cradled almost lovingly in his arms.

"It's twelve reasons why we might as well print out own fucking credits!"

Best life day ever.

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[Nero Agrippa]

Nero would enjoy the fire in the background as it became distant and more smaller as they pulled further away. Turning over with his cigarra in hand as he nodded to bri who refused the offer and stood by his brother. The crowbar opening up the box as Nero pictured a mountain of credits stacked ontop of one another and just all kinds of goods. His green eyes focusing on it with excitement as the top slowly came off and noticed Tacitus's laughing before he finally got a good look.

"Karkin' Blasters baby!!" Nero hollered as he picked one up and played around with it. His smoke hanging out his mouth as he glanced over to them both. "We're going to have fun with these." He would chuckle as he started thinking of robbing everything..Banks..Trains..People..Food stores. It never mattered to Nero as long as the credits came rolling in.

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