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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 4, 2015 10:42:12 GMT -8
*Ronin nodded as she spoke*
"Well it shall be done. I'll have all information gathered compiled for you. I will need some idea as to what you want gathered in regards to information. Just write what you want down before you leave."
*Reaching into his jacket Ronin withdraws his mask and hooks it upon his face so he may begin his work. The sound amplifiers would serve to keep anyone from sneaking up on him if the force somehow failed him. Reaching out into the force Ronin would make sure the woman, whom ever she was had moved out of his room and truly left. The mask would also allow him to scan his patient for vitals in order to better understand what was wrong. Pain killers and saline solution are administered to kill pain and clean wounds; Ronin didn't need his patient dieing on him."
"They sure did a number on you...untrained thugs."
*Ronin had his communicator muted so he wouldn't be heard. Throwing his hands up*
"Can't anyone afford a skilled interrogator in this God forsaken place. Pick up a hammer and all of a sudden they think themselves a professional"
*With his patient's wounds mended, and all cleaned up Ronin placed himself in the corner of the room. With the force he made sure the door was closed and locked as was the window; no need for another needy whore to march herself in unannounced. Satisfied all was clear Ronin reached out into the force feeling for his patient, more importantly his mind. Locking on Ronin delved deep into the patients mind finding the key points miss snooty britches requested. It played in fast forward, Ronin had to move quick. Soon she'd be knocking on his door demanding her answers.*
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Post by Atia on Feb 4, 2015 23:39:19 GMT -8
She just left. He didnt have shit to do with her business, so she didnt leave any notes. The Grave Minds will have to suffer a couple more losses when the night was done. They were a pesky little group anyways, didnt really fit in any of her plans.
Walking down the stairs she reached for her phone, dialed a number.
-4- "Gakari, its Maud. I have a line on the Grave Mind accauntant. He is in the Poke'n'Sleep. Second floor, third door to the right. Do you have an illegal doc working there? No? On YOUR territory? What do you run, a clownschool? Deal with it, or I cut you from the shipment. I dont deal with amatures."
She put it down, and walked past the counter, contemplating how to break the hovercar up when she got an idea. She asked the Dug for the keys. The dug knew the local underworld. He knew someoen would come with a fat stack of cash later on to repay him, or he would loose his feet. He gave the keys. 4 went around, sat herself in the car, and waited, working on reports and whatnot on her datapad.
The striketeam was 4 minutes inbound by this time...
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 5, 2015 6:52:58 GMT -8
*Ronin had noticed how she scanned the room, and payed special attention out his window. The bitch even had relit a cigarette in his room after being asked not to. She also left without leaving any notes for the interrogation. After her tangent he doubted she was happy and probably would be calling the smell thugs to take care of Ronin as did to this guy.*
"Yea not happening..."
*Ronin found out quickly what he needed for his personal use, names, locations, events. It didn't take but a few minutes. Something felt wrong, it grew closer to the tavern. Grabbing a few of his chemicals used for cleaning Ronin went to work mixing and bottling. The end result was a booby trapped door. When opened a pipe bomb would go off sending scrapenal tearing thru any of the poor souls that had come. What would follow would be the gas. The same sedative which coated his blades when breathed in would stop the ability to breath, or even move resulting in heart attacks.*
"Fuck this place"
*Ronin used the force to lift and gather all his things. This wasn't the first time Ronin had to leave without a trace, the pipe bomb booby trap would make sure no sign of Ronin having been there would be left. Giving one last look Ronin slipped out into the night of the alley way. Stowing his bags into a hidden location Ronin took up his spot hidden from sight to watch what would proceed.
"Let see what this bitch sent me to play with..."
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Post by Atia on Feb 6, 2015 5:30:51 GMT -8
Ronins intrrogation of the Duro came up with a lot of results, just not much about the twilek woman. He found out the location of the Grave Mind HQ, he also found out about their moneylaundering operation, their dwindling of the money laundered, and also the reason for the dwindling (the accauntant and the Boss of the organisation had decided to skimm off the top so they could leave in a year or two rich as fuck). He also found out about a big deal that was coming up, but one the accountant didnt know much about. He found out about him being hit in the head and hauled into a cab, then a bag getting over him and questions asked from him. Mainly about the HQ, wich sounds like usefull information.
About the twilek? Yeah. Her name was supposedly Maud, or Mother Supperior. She was some bigshot whom dealt in illegal things most gangs needed, guns, connections, information. So everyone held themselves on good terms with her. Other then that? Nothing.
Nor did Ronin have time to complete his plans. With the five minutes it took to withdraw information from the mangled mind of the Duro numbersman, mixing explosives... by the time the first sports-speeder arrived, he would just be in the position of setting and arming his little welcome present. That first car was owned by Garek Marosi. Gakari Marosis little brother. Gakari Marosi arriving in the luxury speeder just a seconds later, parking on the other side of the street. Gakari Marosi ran the Dub-Steps. The gang about to break door on Ronin.
Garek Marosi got out of his boistiously modded dick extention of a vehicle. He was a big muscle knot of a Nautolan, wearing an undershirt and jeans, his chest was armoured by inch thick bling hanging from his neck, his hand jewled by a nasty piece of repeater blaster. His four companions got out also, armed with various small arms weapons and grim "I am the fucking god around here" faces. Garek nodded towards his big brothers car and ran in, yelling orders so half the street could hear. They hit Ronins corridor just as he armed his explosive...
4 was calmly sitting in the car, awaiting her future operative to fall through the window she so gratiously opened for him. That was when the second and third cars arrived in the street. Her car was parked half a dozen meters in the alley from the propable impact point of anyone whom would attempt a jump from the window. Further more, she sat shotgun, since she did not know how to drive.
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DrRoninMatango
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 8, 2015 5:43:01 GMT -8
*Ronin leapt from the window, bags in hand. He had felt them enter the tavern, heard them roll up the steps as loud as an avalanche picking up speed in his ear. Ronin landed softly in front of car with 4 sitting shotgun, his cat mask smiling menacingly as a loud boom went off overhead signaling the welcoming community had just yelled surprise in a very nasty way. Removing his mask and placing it back within his jacket Ronin calmly moved towards the vehicle, though he'd like nothing more than to slit her throat he had to admire her test. Placing his bags in the back seat Ronin climbed in and started the vehicle. Turning to 4 Ronin spoke as it nothing had happened*
"So what's the job?"
*Ronin drove out of the alley and away from the tavern. The thugs would be too busy with running to the explosion, those that got their too fast too would fall victim to the gas. The Dug, everyone inside would be dead leaving no witnesses as to what Ronin looked like, no information on him, not even fingerprints thanks to the good doctors former careers; old habits died hard*
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Feb 11, 2015 6:41:39 GMT -8
Old Habits died hard, but when it came to information gathering, the Banshees were killers. As the good doctor jumped out, he was well lit by his own explosion. 4-s cybernetic eye implant took good pictures of him as he did, especially as he took of his mask and walked up to the car. Now, she had everything to make him unsavoury with local authorities, should they need a suspect for the murder of an accountant, a tavern Dug, a whore and her john, and an innocent (presumably) tavern guest. The two thugs that broke door would onyl be counted as small change.
Not only that, she could win a lot of cash and respect with the Dub-steps should she get a picture or two sent to them about the person responsible for their recent loss of personell, and the third degree burns of the Mob-bosses little brother. She used her handy to post the pictures into a security database that would send the information to above mentioned oragnisations should something happen to her. Also, she sent pictures back home through the Anobis Relay, Asking for advice.
He sat himself into the car, his face now well lit for her, so she took a couple more pictures covertly.
-4- "Thought You wanted a ride."
She hunkered down a bit as they drove out, didnt want the Dub-Steps to see her. Then she answered him.
-4- "Starters? I still need to know what that bag of piss knew. You can help with that."
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 11, 2015 7:22:47 GMT -8
*The following minutes drifted by as Ronin gave his report. He didn't like her, but this was a job; one that was old territory for him*
"Had I not been interrupted and been given the list I had requested I would have obtained more specifics instead of the quick grab I was forced to."
*Ronin turned down another side street leading to wherever 4 was pointing him*
"It does look like your master has a rat in their midst, one that needs dealing with...but that's none of my business."
*Ronin payed close attention to 4's mannerisms looking for anything useable. The hands, feet, and face were the best locations. You could tell someone's lifestyle, their position in life; Ronin liked knowing who his employers were. Clearing his throat Ronin continued. *
"Though I enjoyed your test you could have just shown me the contract. I maybe a praticing doctor here, but it shouldn't be that hard to find my background for one like yourself. With the right network you should already know me. So why the tests...who is the hit...what is the mission you have..."
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Post by Atia on Feb 11, 2015 13:49:13 GMT -8
At the first meeting, she was dominant, cold and commanding. That was because she came to someone she didnt know, and had no pull over. Now, at the second meeting about 10 minutes later? She had him in his claws, so she was herself. Mostly she was playing with her Datapad, reading up on police reports (relayed from one of her safehouses that was tapped into the net), news coverage of the scene behind them that started to pop up. She looked like an older version of a teenage girl whom cant get off the datapad chatroom. Snickering for herself now and then, and her lekkus twitching in exitement. Whatever it was she did, she liked it, and she was on top of the situation. Finally, she looked up with a "You dumb little thing you" look.
-4- "Test? It was no test. You pissed me off. Dont do that again."
She then delved back into her datapad, ignoring his pleas for a contract. Then suddenly it occured for her.
-4- "I was out trying to find the Headquarters of that duro. They are the only ones I need to locate now, and I will be set. You help me with that, and I will consider not reporting you to any authoroty, legal or illegal. For starters. Do you know you killed over 5 people? Presumably 9?"
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 12, 2015 15:54:33 GMT -8
*Ronin nodded, this one was a 'In one ear and out the other' type; or maybe it was just the air she tried to put off. The brief thought of slitting her throat and dumping the body brought a small smile to his face. If he had to imagine a teenager daughter this would he the hell he would live with every day. As it was he thankfully didn't have any daughters. The fact she spoke of needing to find the HQ just after he had stated that he had found it frustrated him. It mattered not, this could fill some of Ronin's time and the stupidity of the woman; the fact she was still alive sparked his curiosity. How could such an ugly, over all ignorant woman still be alive if not for the intervention of a greater power. Ronin's face along with his tone gave no hint to what went on in his head.*
"Well you're in luck, I know the location and am taking us there now. What shall we ever do once we get there?"
*Another turn down another back street. Ronin allowed a sadistic smile to cross his face*
"Only 9....boy I'm rusty. Well I guess I might actually get my hands a bit dirty. I was always a fan for the up close and personal; you know what I mean?"
*Luck was on her side, Ronin was bored and she might bring some fun her way. Sacrifice the quick pleasure for the sake of the long term pleasure; still Ronin wondered what sounds she would make if he slit her throat, how her warm blood would pour out painting an ever so pretty picture*
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Post by Atia on Feb 12, 2015 16:14:34 GMT -8
-4- "Watch. We will watch."
She ha weapons, under that smoking, the two rail fed weapons in her arms, a couple other knives and one more holdout blaster in her boot. But her real weapon? The weapon that made her a threat to not just people, but goverments? Her Datapad. It made her a scary weapon in any war, silent or full fledged. It rang now. She took it, showing a finger at Ronin to shut the fuck up. She kinda wished he would anyways. She wasnt interested in his attempts to impress with carnage. She hoped to see regret, or anger over what he had done. This just made him a reliability.
-4- "Garek? You got the accountant?"
She asked, knowing very well the duro was in small pieces.
-4- "No? WHAT? BLEW UP? How the f.... Your brother too? In the hospital. No, I cant, I am in a fucking meeting, didnt really think a medic geek would grant you problems. Look, I will look into this guy, see what I can find on him, and you keep it low. When I got something I will call you. This bullshit cant fucking fuck shit up, you hear? We are going to be sick rich soon, so calm your tits."
She laid it down.
-4- "Fucktard."
She turned to Ronin.
-4- "So, you want a job? Give me an oral CV and I will see if you are the man for the job."
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 14, 2015 4:06:27 GMT -8
*Ronin listened as 4 spoke to whom ever was on the other line. The sound of concern was almost convincing. When she was done and mentioned wanting the location of the HQ he gave it.*
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Post by Atia on Feb 14, 2015 6:51:55 GMT -8
-4- "Good, but not yet. We need to ditch this vehicle."
Some would think a vehicle burned by a bad and violent crime is useless and needs to be ditched, but 4 was thouth to use every kind of assets to reach her goals. She knew about a republic official whom lived in this area, she gave the adress.
-4- "So? Any word about why I should hire you for a job?"
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 17, 2015 9:58:38 GMT -8
*Ronin followed 4's directions turning down one road quickly to turn another.*
"Well seeing as I've shown what a /medical geek/ is capable of. I'm a Doctor yes, but I have a certain set of skills, and a network from an old life that may prove useful for you."
*A speeder cuts Ronin off, the rider flicking them off and yelling something involving a mother. Ronin makes a sweeping motion before him.*
"I'm also a force user, now would you like to take care of this character or shall I?"
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Post by Atia on Feb 18, 2015 3:53:27 GMT -8
Covertly, She started a recording of their conversation by starting an app on her datapad, masking it with more newsfeeds of their nightly exploits. She didnt even give the guy on the speeder a glance.
-4- "Ignore him. He will blow off, and you dont need more heat on you. Nor do you need to impress me with your magical shenanigans. You cant."
She waved him off, but took a picture of the speeder with her cybernetic eye, just in case.
-4- "Continue. What connections?"
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 20, 2015 7:15:47 GMT -8
*Ronin let the nerf herder. He followed the directions thinking about his past, his connections, those that had come in and out of his life.*
"Well I have connections with some in the Republic Senate, the assassin/spy group called The Clan, I have connections with the Matango's, some Jedi and sith groups, some mandos. Information isn't hard to recieve, or favors to be had. When people needed assistance in taking someone out, or even finding dirt I or one of my people would be called. Much like you."
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Post by Atia on Feb 20, 2015 14:00:44 GMT -8
She blatantly ignored his attempt to have her talk, and speak about herself, instead she pointed at a parking space. She didnt have to be told they had arrived, she had recognised some of the cars from her previous Recon of the organisation. Especially the plates. It was here, the big restaurant and disco in front of her was the HQ She was looking for. Now, it was time to pull up her datapad, and use its multilayered camera to start filming.
And interrogating.
"Who in the senate? What is the clan?"
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 20, 2015 14:28:48 GMT -8
*Ronin parked and turned to 4 waging a finger*
"Sorry I don't kiss and tell. I've done many jobs for many people Empress Tenith being one of them, ha many jobs for that amazing woman"
*A small smirk crossed his face as he remembered a few of their passionate nights, mornings, and afternoons. Gesturing to the building Ronin continued*
"So what next?"
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Post by Atia on Feb 20, 2015 14:38:14 GMT -8
-4- "I sucked hutt cartell dicks, that doesnt mean I have them in my contact list. Give me hard facts, I am not interested in someone whom flapps his mouth and then cant deliver."
About their next move, she started cleaning the dashboard with a napkin from her pocket.
-4- "Clean up, we are leaving the car here."
They had put down the car right in front of a nice big house in the suburbs. When the car got clean, they stepped out and walked away. She then called the local cops. Her Datapad was high tech military, and she had good support equipment set up for it in a number of safehouses. It is untracable. Would come up as a random number, and cause problems for that person in question.
-4- "Hallo? I am at Seventh and Gargandan street, there was an accident. A hovercar just drove over a pedestrian, and the driver parked down and ran into the building next to him. Please, please come and help!"
She killed the line. Sure, she was lieing her ass off, but thats not withstanding. The cops would come, and they would run all the plates on this street when they realise there was no witness around. Its a 5 minute job, and they are compelled to check if loss of life may be involved. They would not find any bodies, but they would find a car related to a 9 dead body bombing, right outside the house of a Republican politician. They may not link the car to the politician with evidence, but the media will imply. Thats all she needed. Creating more chaos.
-4- "Lets walk, I have to work in fifty minutes. Lets walk a couple blocks and then capture a cab."
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Post by DrRoninMatango on Feb 24, 2015 7:15:07 GMT -8
*Ronin wiped all parts down that he had touched before exiting, and following 4. He noticed how much she relyed upon her data pad; wouldn't be shocked if she had alot of her information on it.*
"Nice try, but my network would be compromised if I gave /hard facts/. I gave you a name of someone who probably is in your network. That reference should be more than enough to back my worth to you."
*Ronin gestured to the data pad*
"So make a call to your boss, I wouldn't be surprised if your boss did work or worked for the Tenith. I'm guessing if so than they would know of me, and The Clan."
*It was a very lovely day to be out for a stroll*
"Only 50 minutes? What's next on the to do list?"
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Post by Atia on Feb 26, 2015 6:43:45 GMT -8
Since the last time Ronin saw anyone whom may or may not have resembled 4, whom also hung around Tanith was nothing but a slave-house maiden, his conclusions were either freaking incredible, or just random guesswork. 4 was not impressed at all.
-4- "And I am best friends with Emperror Palpatine and Darth Vader, just a bit out of touch right now. If you cant spit up hard facts, then you are just using up valuable air, and making useless noises."
They walked the streets, making sure to not walk at evesdropping range from other pedestrians.
-4- "See, here is my problem. From what I heard, you are a doctor, but you just killed 9 people, so I guess you didnt really care much for your medical oath to not hurt, but to heal. This means, your word means shit. Your deeds would convince me, so do someting that would impress me, prefarably involving a Republic senator."
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