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Riaz De'lora. A man of many skills. A former Imperial Assassin that had stolen several extremely confidential documents before deserting. He was currently on Nar Shaddaa, trying to escape from Imperial Forces that were hunting him down and trying to make it to Alliance lines in hops of begging for shelter. Rather regrettably for him, the decision of what to do with the former assassin had already been decided the instant GAIA had become aware of his heading. They would have no pity on the former assassin and end him before he could reach a friendly ear. While Riaz may have had a chance, that chance was quickly dashed by the mere choice of assassin. Leo Dom, the son of a pair of CEO's of a company that had canceled a contract with the Empire. The Empire had gotten a team of assassins to kill them in answer. Riaz was the only one of these assassins that was still alive after all these years. And Leo was given strict instructions to slay him and neutralize any of the pursuing Imperial forces or force them to retreat.
As Riaz dashed through a warehouse district, his muscles screamed at him. He was almost there, so close to safety. The next ship would get him off this hellhole and into safety. All he had to do was cut through a warehouse and he'd be safe. He desperately searched for a warehouse with a broken lock or open door, finding to his dismay that many of them had recently repaired or replaced their locks. Had he not been running for his life, he would've found this alarming. Instead he just merely dashed into the first open door he found. He looked around, noting how he'd ended up in an abandoned warehouse. As he looked around, he saw a shimmer in the distance. He barely had time to swear before 2 .339 JHP rounds hit him, one of them slamming into his chest while the 2nd one slammed into his head. There was very little left of the head or the back of the man's chest afterwards. The body fell with a quiet thud. A split second later, a muffled thump could be heard by those right next to the door of the warehouse or in the warehouse itself as the sound or the bullets being fired caught up with the bullets themselves.
Leo smiled as the man dropped dead. Even though the first shot was a sure kill shot, he still added a second one, for pleasure and vengeance. He was at the end of the warehouse, the scope on his sniper rifle set to infrared and directly interfaced into his goggles. He had opted to leave his cloak off, having covered his faded white armor with a fair amount of assorted trash to make a makeshift camouflage suit. Even though the primary objective was down, he still had to neutralize the perusing forces and after that, he could retire. Without wasting another thought, Leo waited for another target to present himself, training the rifle on the door.
(OOC: OK Zach, warehouse is 500M long, 100M wide, and consists of two floors. First floor is in the picture and second floor is just some rusted catwalks. Also, if you enter, feel free to detect Leo and immediately take cover. I won't shoot your character until after your introduction post.)
As Riaz dashed through a warehouse district, his muscles screamed at him. He was almost there, so close to safety. The next ship would get him off this hellhole and into safety. All he had to do was cut through a warehouse and he'd be safe. He desperately searched for a warehouse with a broken lock or open door, finding to his dismay that many of them had recently repaired or replaced their locks. Had he not been running for his life, he would've found this alarming. Instead he just merely dashed into the first open door he found. He looked around, noting how he'd ended up in an abandoned warehouse. As he looked around, he saw a shimmer in the distance. He barely had time to swear before 2 .339 JHP rounds hit him, one of them slamming into his chest while the 2nd one slammed into his head. There was very little left of the head or the back of the man's chest afterwards. The body fell with a quiet thud. A split second later, a muffled thump could be heard by those right next to the door of the warehouse or in the warehouse itself as the sound or the bullets being fired caught up with the bullets themselves.
Leo smiled as the man dropped dead. Even though the first shot was a sure kill shot, he still added a second one, for pleasure and vengeance. He was at the end of the warehouse, the scope on his sniper rifle set to infrared and directly interfaced into his goggles. He had opted to leave his cloak off, having covered his faded white armor with a fair amount of assorted trash to make a makeshift camouflage suit. Even though the primary objective was down, he still had to neutralize the perusing forces and after that, he could retire. Without wasting another thought, Leo waited for another target to present himself, training the rifle on the door.
(OOC: OK Zach, warehouse is 500M long, 100M wide, and consists of two floors. First floor is in the picture and second floor is just some rusted catwalks. Also, if you enter, feel free to detect Leo and immediately take cover. I won't shoot your character until after your introduction post.)
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