A Leisurely Escape

[Jorax]

*Walking under the sun's rays, a natural warmth from Naboo's sun radiated onto a man walking down the markets of Naboo. The stalls were filled with a variety of goods with bargains heard here and there, and no one seemed to notice the man named Dante Hale. It was in his practice that being avoided was a habit, and the cape of invisibility was the way he lived in this modern age.

A step here, and then another there, his mechanical eye whirred constantly as he measured the value of things, and of course, the addition of a new weapon. Naboo was a place of peace however, and looking for a new weapon would have to wait until the black market would commence. Stopping at a fountain to rest, he flicked in a pebble into the fountain for good luck, as most little children did. Hopefully, today was going to be a good day.*

 

[Incubi Priest]

Leo Onasi walked the streets of Theed in Naboo. His posistion as Lieutinant Commander was not hid at all as the soldier was wearing his ceremony uniform. He always followed a strict rigid code of conduct, thus believing that soldiers should always wear their uniforms. Still though, his manners and humility were unrivaled in the bazaar.

 

[OneoftheLost]

Sgt. Gaden Socerdos and Cpl. Micheal Black stalked the streets of Naboo. Both were out of uniform, they were not allowed to wear their Corporate funded battle armor, the republic detested it.

Aesir Corp. was busy with another ops mission, and Fireteam Sierra was on stand down.

So the two militia men were enjoying some well deserved time off. The rest of the squad were staying in the barracks, Cpl. Black had suggested that the two of them get some air, soak in the sights, forget the last mission........

"I tell ya what Sergeant, look at these women, shirak, I bet we wont see better until Corellia!"

Gaden turned to his friend and second in command.

"It was my impression you were married Corporal."

Cpl. Black laughed.

"Technicalities my friend, technicalities."

The two walked on, enjoying the sights.

 

[Matthias Rogan]

A voice came from behind Dante. "Good morning, kind sir! Spare change for a blind old beggar?" The voice came from a pile of rags, which turned out to be a man in a pile of rags. His head gazed past the man who he had addressed. Tied around his pile of rags was a belt that held everything in place. His face was covered by a hood, but the scarf that was tied around the man's head to hide his eyes was completel visible. In his right hand he had a walking stick/cane a couple inches taller than the beggar was himself, which he leaned upon this heavily as he slowly stood up, clutching his back. His other arm was hidden somewhere in the folds of his "clothes", probably missing. He smiled at the man, revealing his blackened teeth. "A beauty, aren't I? Heeheehee!" he cackled. He hobbled over to the man standing there in front of him. Leaning his whole wait on the staff, he used his arm to reach within the folds of his cloak for his tin can. As he pulled it out, he asked again, "Alms for the poor?"

 

[Jorax]

*So much for having a nice day. Now he was being bothered by some poor old man...and he wasn't one to turn someone away, but this guy was just weird!*

"Sorry sir...I don't have any money."

 

[Matthias Rogan]

"Ah well, no one does these days, especially since the Sith started their attack. Nope, no one has any money for...me! Heeheehee!" Staring at the man a moment longer, he piped up, "If need you an object of value or importance, then look no further, for I have a very special object, if that is it that you are looking for. I see that you are republic, good deal I can make for you!" With his hand, he reached again into his cloak, this time pulling out a stick about an arms length long, and a gauntlet of sorts, with a small container strapped to it. "Can I ablige you with some more items, cheap price! Heeheehee!" Looking around to see if anyone was near, he whispered, "I can get you anything, for a price, just ask little ol' me. Heeheehee!"

 

[Jorax]

"Hmm...that's interesting...lead me to this place."

*Little did this beggar know that if the Republic busted these crime-lords...then the Republic would start getting more trust and faith again.*

 

[Incubi Priest]

Leo had stood and used a Bith audio device to listen in on the conversation. Hastily buying a brown hooded cloak to drape over his outfit, he pulled out a small oval device and put it to his mouth.

"Jarin, track me. I think we've got em."

 

[Matthias Rogan]

OOC: I'm having so much fun with this character! :laughing:

Pulling him along, the beggar warily looked around, catching a glimpse of another republic soldier, looking this way. He almost had completed his mission. He turned another corner, into an alley. To finish his ruse, he cackled madly. "Heeheehee. Secret entrence, where are you? Only little ol' me and now you know the way in. Heeheehee." Looking to the soldier, "Come along, come along, take a look see." He said as he tapped a peephole loosed, exposing a shaft of light from inside the adjoining building. The "beggar" had discovered the hole only minutes before setting himself up on the bench. Pulling the gauntlet out again, he handed it to the soldier. "Put it on now, you going to need it where we're going. Heeheehee." He said pointing to the side door.

 

[Jorax]

*Dante walked, observing all the surroundings before he arrived to a small corridor where, there was a split within the streets as well as a door. Whomever this beggar was, had either very good intel, or an undercover who already scoped out if Dante was just someone who was looking for new weapons, or the Republic. However, he didn't wear a badge, and sure as hell didn't act like a Republic officer.

Reluctantly removing his right glove, there was a scar or tatoo of a weird design. Quickly putting on the gauntlet, and putting the glove in his pocket, he was ready to enter. Whatever this gauntlet did, it had better be for the good.*

"Okay. Let's go."

 

[Matthias Rogan]

Opening the door, he ushered the man into a small room. After looking once more into the the dark alley way, he closed the door, locking it as he turned around. "Okay, down to buisness." He said as he pulled off the smelly rags, exposing the dark brown armor underneath. He also pulled off the band, that had been holding his other arm to this side. Just before donning a set of tan robes, a sunbeam glinted off a lightsaber. He pulled out the other gauntlet again and slipped it on. Pulling out the stick, he said. "Pardon for the deception, but a man in brown armor would not be inconspicious. My name is Kyros, I am willing to sell this stick, but it has a price." He smiled as he saw the confused look on the soldier's face and continued. "Let us pretend for the moment that this stick is more than it appears. Let's say that there is a concealed blade and a small, low powered blaster, perfect for stunning by suprise, all built into it, this little stick."

As he spoke, he pulled the stick outward and twisted it, causing a two foot blade to shoot out. He then twisted it and pushed the stick inwards, and the blade retracted. Kyros then slapped the thicker end of the stick, the side where the blade had previously come out of. Immediately after slapping the end, a small blue bolt of energy shot out into the wall, making a dent in the concrete of the house. "There is a drawback to this wonderful tool of a stick. There is an advanced defense mechanism in the stick. If you are not wearing the gauntlet when you handle it, it will explode with the force of a thermal detonator. But, to make up for that fact, the little box on the top of the glove is also a tracking device, making sure that you never "misplace" the stick. You want one?"

 

[Jorax]

*No way in hell would Dante use such a weapon. It was too bulky, and the blade and blaster comination was already used within older varients of weapons.*

"No need for such things. I need guns...advanced tech on them with specs laid out. Also looking for a blade that can cut anything."

*Such short sentences should be good to mislead the guy.*

 

[Matthias Rogan]

"Ahhhh...So you would prefer something more like this." He said, pulling out a small durasteel case from somewhere within his robes. Opening up the case, he pulled out pieces of a take-down, mud brown repeater...with a slightly shortened barrel for easier concealment. "This is a T-21 Light repeater blaster rifle with attachable scope and silencer." After taking a moment to assemble the rifle, he pulled out a back pack and continued, "The repeater comes with a power generator pack, which makes sure that you won't only have 25 shots before running out of juice. After we discuss the gun, the we will talk about the knife. Deal?"

 

[Jorax]

"No deal with the knife. Too bulky...too visible. Many have I seen like that before. I'm looking for uniques...and powerful."

*Dante needed to see this man's hands, and if he was carrying more weapons. If he wasn't, then he could go ahead and make the arrest.*

 

[Matthias Rogan]

"No, I'm speaking about the gun, the knife you have already shown a disinterest in. The knife I was speaking about was this." Whipping out his lightsaber, he activated it, illuminating the dimly lit room with an eerie purple glow. Moving it within an inch of a the man's adam apple, he asked, "Now quickly, tell me really why you are here, or I will simply destroy you where you stand." Picking up the gun with his other hand, he pointed it at the man's heart, making sure that the 25 rounds ammo were still in the side. They were. "You thought that a random person knew that you were looking for weapons out of the blue, you are so naive."

 

[Jorax]

*Dante immediately smirked. So there was the concealed weapon. However, as the man checked the side of his gun, Dante immediately sent the adrenaline synthesis within his body as his body started to pump energy through his body's veins. Time to get around that blazing object and kick this guy in the crotch.

From the back of his jacket, he crouched low as he threw a tear gas grenade. That all happened quickly, maybe 2 seconds...or even 3. That would be enough to find a way out of this place and put on his glove again.*

 

[Matthias Rogan]

Kyros wasn't suprised, a republic soldier would never give up so easily. As the tear gas grenade flew overhead, Kyros lunged for the table back first. He swiftly slid over the table where the man was crouching and fired 2 rounds at the soldier's foot. Bringing up his lightsaber to deflect any blaster bolts that might be fired back, he thought Why did he throw a gas grenade if he was still in the room? Sucking in a deep breath of air, he shielded his face as the grenade shratenal flew past as it blew past. Your move.

 

[Jorax]

*Dante instantly rolled to the left as he heard blaster shots fired. Barely missing his side, he bumped into a wall. Using his mechanical eye, he learned that the wall was easily breakable through the heat vision and the feel of sleet rock against his glove. It was a tight space, and it was time to use his newly found gauntlet.

Quickly removing the gauntlet and putting on his durasteel knuckle glove, he closed his right eyelid because of the flying dust, as his mechanical left eye swiveled magnificantly, catching where all the shrapenal went. Throwing in a flashbang grenade, he put the bomb on the gauntlet next to the wall. Hopefully, if all went well, the man would get close enough to the bomb, and he would make the bomb explode. 1 minute had barely passed, and he was already sweating. The adrenaline would only last maybe 2 more minutes, and then he would be on his own again. Rolling off to the side again, he made little sound whatsoever as he rolled either way. Because of his assassin training, his rolls and his landings were near perfect to reduce sound as well as the clothes he had were fitted to not make sounds as much.*

 

[Matthias Rogan]

Kyros, seeing that all of Hell was about to break loose, decided to take his leave. Pulling the force about him, he shoved everything away from him in a tremendous Force Wave. Seeing his gauntlet under the bomb just before doing so, he caught the gauntlet as the bomb exploded. Putting on the other glove, he pushed both gauntlets together, which turned on the energy field around them. Puncing a hole in the wall with one swioft stroke to the rock's surface. Leaping through the hole, he searched around until he spotted the man rolling off to the left. Smiling, he pulled out an EMP grenade. Tossing it into the general direction of the guy, he stepped back. He didn't need to get it directly next to the guy, because the radius of the grenade was impossible to get away from. Kyros bought up his gun and started firing at the man.

 

[Jorax]

*The mechanical eye moved quickly, as the wall was blown to pieces. As smoke came through, he heard another clunk as his eye found that the man had thrown a grenade in. Moving quickly near the table for cover, he hit one of the legs, so that the table would be thrown in front of him, shielding him from whatever shrapenal or stuff was coming. Then, he felt a jolt within his body, as his mechanical eye suddenly shut off, and it felt like the inside of his skull was gonna get fried.

He knew what had happened. It was one of those EMP thingies. Hated those grenades. Now it was time to use his table for a shield. Grabbing his concealed hand gun from behind his waist, he loaded the gun with armor piercing bullets, he threw off a stinger grenade, which only accounted for 2 more grenades, and then the grenade went off. The shrapenal was actually 100 small metal balls that surrounded a small explosive, and as it went off, all the balls went in different directions. He knew that the laser sword wouldn't be able to catch them all, and then he would move forward and shoot.*