Nothoiin
“Get out of my way!” The Nothoiin was physically outmatched by the larger security guards, but his determination made up for it. “I must see him!” The struggle had drawn the attention of others at the office and a small crowd had formed. Drawing on his reserves of strength, the slightly built male was able to push passed the guards and charge through the door. When he entered the room, he was greeted by the site of his elderly father sat at a table signing paperwork. Standing either side of him were two men he didn’t recognise. One dark-haired and stern looking. The other blonde, with scars on the left side of their forehead. “Father, you have to stop this. This mine is our family legacy. You can’t just sign it away,” he pleaded. The elderly man didn’t even look up from the documents. “I’ve made my decision, son,” he stated, his voice emotionless. Before the young Nothoiin could get closer, two security guards grabbed hold of him. “What have you two done to my father,” he hissed at the two mysterious men. “Escort him out,” the darker haired man instructed the guards. “He obviously needs time to calm down.” The young Nothoiin was dragged from the room kicking and screaming. His father was eerily calm throughout, as he finished signing the documents. “Done.” The tall, dark-haired man picked up the papers and quickly scanned through them. He couldn’t help but smile as he checked the signatures that handed control of the Ur-diamond mine to him and his accomplice. As the seemingly weary old Nothoiin sat at the table, his eyes strangely changed colour for a few seconds…
A few days earlier
The mansion was in sight. It stood, pristine and gleaming, in the darkness. Thel observed it from the trees, Trael Osso crouched next to him. Thel was wearing crudely put together armour. It wouldn’t offer any protection. It was merely to disguise his appearance. It was crucial that no one see their faces.
“Remember Trael, we must leave no evidence of our presence. We sneak in, capture the target and take him back to the ship. We won’t need him for long anyway.” Once the target was captured, the single asset Thel had acquired, utilising a contact that Zorya had obtained, could be put to use.
“Let’s move.” Advancing swiftly towards the mansion, he spotted a guard. Waiting for them to turn their back, he reached out and used the force to drag them towards him. Holding them still in front of him, with a slight movement of his wrist the guard’s neck was snapped. He gently lowered the body to the ground before continuing. “Up there, a balcony. We can use that to enter,” he said to Trael.
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“Get out of my way!” The Nothoiin was physically outmatched by the larger security guards, but his determination made up for it. “I must see him!” The struggle had drawn the attention of others at the office and a small crowd had formed. Drawing on his reserves of strength, the slightly built male was able to push passed the guards and charge through the door. When he entered the room, he was greeted by the site of his elderly father sat at a table signing paperwork. Standing either side of him were two men he didn’t recognise. One dark-haired and stern looking. The other blonde, with scars on the left side of their forehead. “Father, you have to stop this. This mine is our family legacy. You can’t just sign it away,” he pleaded. The elderly man didn’t even look up from the documents. “I’ve made my decision, son,” he stated, his voice emotionless. Before the young Nothoiin could get closer, two security guards grabbed hold of him. “What have you two done to my father,” he hissed at the two mysterious men. “Escort him out,” the darker haired man instructed the guards. “He obviously needs time to calm down.” The young Nothoiin was dragged from the room kicking and screaming. His father was eerily calm throughout, as he finished signing the documents. “Done.” The tall, dark-haired man picked up the papers and quickly scanned through them. He couldn’t help but smile as he checked the signatures that handed control of the Ur-diamond mine to him and his accomplice. As the seemingly weary old Nothoiin sat at the table, his eyes strangely changed colour for a few seconds…

A few days earlier
The mansion was in sight. It stood, pristine and gleaming, in the darkness. Thel observed it from the trees, Trael Osso crouched next to him. Thel was wearing crudely put together armour. It wouldn’t offer any protection. It was merely to disguise his appearance. It was crucial that no one see their faces.
“Remember Trael, we must leave no evidence of our presence. We sneak in, capture the target and take him back to the ship. We won’t need him for long anyway.” Once the target was captured, the single asset Thel had acquired, utilising a contact that Zorya had obtained, could be put to use.
“Let’s move.” Advancing swiftly towards the mansion, he spotted a guard. Waiting for them to turn their back, he reached out and used the force to drag them towards him. Holding them still in front of him, with a slight movement of his wrist the guard’s neck was snapped. He gently lowered the body to the ground before continuing. “Up there, a balcony. We can use that to enter,” he said to Trael.
@Javier esschoolbus
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