Bemere Bishto

[The Captain]

Debbie stood in front of her Nar Shaddq apartment, impatiently waiting for her temporary partner to arrive. Some, local human named Kuros Claros sporting a very unsettling smiling mask. That alone had peaked the luxury droids interest.

Their target was some Bothan rat who had a talent for making every player at a Sabacc table rich. Except himself, apparently. He was up to his ears in debt with the Hutt's and the holonet placed his last known location as the city underbelly. Odds are he was sitting in some dingy backalley residential unit, clutching a blaster and staring down the front door. He certainly was in far enough with her employers to warrant paranioa.

"Where is that human..?"

@M4TT

 

[Kuro Claros]

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A public freighter stopped at its station, and a swarm of different people poured out noisily. One of them walked a bit more quietly, more calmly. A smiling mask covered his face, and a black trenchcoat covered his body. After leaving the station, Kuro Claros walked to the designated location, a relatively nice apartment, then knocked on the door. Adjusting his trenchcoat, he took in his surroundings. The droid must've been somewhat wealthy, as the place didn't look a dilapidated as others in Nar Shaddaa. He'd grown up on its streets, and he's certainly seen worse.

"It's Kuro!" he said through the door, in case his partner was wondering who it was.

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Bemere Bishto fondled the dice, and closed his fist around them. After giving his hand a kiss, he rolled them across the table. Another bad bet. Smiling sheepishly, he looked at the dealer. "Put that on my tab?" he advised the scary-looking Abyssin. The creature was scowling at him, the purple eye burning into Bemere's soul.

"Oh, you mean along with the other 193 failed bets you've thrown around? Will you pay that, or should I just take what I want from you? Maybe that'll pay the costs!" the Abyssin shouted angrily.

Bishto dashed out of his chair, knocking it into the dealer, and ripped out his blaster. Although the shot was randomly thrown, it made contact with the Abyssin's shoulder, and he roared in pain, then ran after Bishto. They crashed through the cantina doors and into the cool night, and the pursuit continued through Nar Shaddaa's polluted streets.

 

[The Captain]

The door flew wide open and Debbie stood there, hands on her hips, staring directly into his eyes. "It's not nice to keep a lady waiting Mr. Claros...I guess you can come inside and we can dicuss the job." She stepped aside and gestured for him to come inside. The apartment was sparcely decorated with a few small patchwork rugs and curtains. The place looked more like an engineer's than an assassin's, it was strewn with droid maintenance equipment and various pieces of miscellaneous electronics. The strangest part was that every elevated surface had a homemade ramp attached to it.

 

[Kuro Claros]

Kuro stepped into the abode. Mechanical parts littered the floors, furniture, and any other open surface. This was a bit unsettling, considering the fact that Debbie was a droid. It was the equivalent of a human having organs scattered across their home. Nevertheless, Kuro got over it rather quickly, and looked around. It was nothing special, and he turned to the droid.

"My apologies. Should we get going? Bishto is likely to be on the move already," he answered, glancing at the door. That bounty wasn't gonna kill itself. Actually, it probably was going to, and that's where the problem lay. If they didn't get to Bishto soon enough, someone was bound to kill him just because of the ridiculous amount of credits he owns people.

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Panting, Bishto turned a corner, and slammed against the wall, holding the blaster to his chest. As the dealer turned, he shot at him blindly, and the man's neck ripped into an explosion of blood, and the Abbysin turned limp and crumpled to the ground. The shoulder had already healed, but that didn't matter now. Panting harder, Bishto took everything on the corpse save for its clothes, and ran, tripping over a trash can and recovering.

Someone shouted after him, but Bishto kept running without looking back.

 

[The Captain]

"Let's get rolling, then. Can't let our furry little friend get popped." She chuckled, nudging past him onto the street. "You're lucky my programming designates you as 'cute'. I would have shot you and ground you into paste otherwise." She flicked her left photoreceptor, and shouted back into the house. "Lock up after me, 'kay sweetie!" A mouse droid in red flame paint rolled down of a nearby shelf, zipping up behind Claros and beeping.

 

[Kuro Claros]

"I should hope not," he murmured, and walked after the robot. The mouse trailed him to the door, and it closed behind him. Still following Debbie, he walked out into the street. To his left, a dumpster shook, and an alien ran out, chest covered in blood, holding a blaster, and gasping for breath. Something tells me that's not his blood, thought the human, and the alien ran right into Debbie. Wait a second, that's Bishto! Kuro took out his blaster quickly and aimed it for the alien's head. Noticing him, Bemere recovered and tried to run again.

"That was pretty easy, don't you think?" he asked Debbie. "Let's end this now."

The man broke into a sprint, gun still aimed at the alien.

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Bishto slammed into a dumpster upon turning a corner. He dropped the blaster, and picked it up again, stumbling a bit. After recovering, he started jogging again, only to run into a droid. Wheezing, he took off again, into an alley.

He knocked over a trash can to slow his pursuers, and kept running.

 

[The Captain]

"Let's, it's going to take forever to get this blood of my chassis..." Debbie deployed her right hip blaster pistol and raced after the Bothan and Human. "Keep on him!" She broke off down a side alley to try and outmaneuver their target.

 

[Kuro Claros]

Kuro fired a shot right at the gambler's head, and it seemed to hit his shoulder. More blood adorned the bounty's loose-fitting previously white shirt. As the blaster shot made contact, the target stumbled and fell, then skidded across the alley, screaming in pain as his shoulder slammed into the brick wall.

The hunter walked a bit more slowly toward Bishto, whom was clutching his shoulder and howling. Suddenly, he aimed his blaster and let loose a barrage of fire toward Kuro. The masked man took cover behind a dumpster. "Watch out!"

The fire ceased a bit and picked up again, this time only at Debbie, when she came into view.

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Bishto dashed through the streets. A shot was heard and, the back of his neck prickled up, as though to signify something bad was about to happen. Turning around a bit, he saw a red light going straight for his head. The gambler ran faster, and the shot collided into his shoulder. His arm went numb, and he stumbled, howling in the searing pain. His entire upper left side screamed, and blood flew to his face.

This caused him to stumble across a trash can, and fall. After rolling across the pavement, he came to a stop after hitting a brick wall with his shoulder. The pain was unbearable for him, and the man began firing aimlessly, at his hunters. "Frak frak frak frak," he whispered. As the masked hunter hid, the gambler focused his shots at the droid once she came into view.

 

[The Captain]

Debbie heard Kuro's shots and began sprinting toward the noise. She saw their target spraying wildly into the alley, most likely at her human partner. She moved to fire on the Bothan, but he beat her to the punch. She took two shots, one to the left shoulder and one to the right knee. "Gaahhh!" Her knee joint was fused tight, dropping her to the sidewalk. She rolled off to the side and pressed her back to a nearby wall, trying to keep covered.

 

[Kuro Claros]

Seeing that Debbie was hurt, Kuro got in front of her and began shooting at the target. Bishto returned the fire enthusiastically, if not a bit too gladly. He was bound to run out of ammo at one point. One shot hit the wall behind the target, causing a bit of dust to kick up and into his eyes. The shots were more blind now, and they all missed Kuro by a long margin. He fired another charge, and this one made contact with the bounty's blaster hand, the only one that still worked. He howled in pain, and the weapon clattered to the ground.

The masked man stood up and strode to the target. "Hello, Bishto. I heard you like gambling."

Confusedly, the alien glance from the human to the droid restlessly. "What-what's it to ya, ya kriffin' piece a'-" A shot tore into his kneecap. "My bad," murmured Kuro smugly.

"Y-yeah maybe I like ta' throw sum' bets in, what's wrong with tha', huh?"

"Don't take me wrong, gambling is great. What isn't great," he shot the wall right next to Bishto's head, and the alien started, "is not paying. The cartel is very, very unsatisfied with you. And this why we're here. Any last words?"

The bounty pleaded with them. "May I do the honors, Debbie?"

Officers were shouting outside the alley.

 

[The Captain]

Debbie was surprised the human came to her aid. Most other hunters would have let her get blasted, and if they did save her, it was just to try and resell her later. She saw his expert takedown of the target, and managed to haul herself to her feet. "Thanks for the save, handsome." She staggered over to the target and stood over him as he pleaded. "No, I want this one, he owes me for the servo damage.." She flicked a knife from her right arm compartment and launched it into his chest.

 

[Kuro Claros]

Smirking underneath his mask, Kuro watched. The blade flew through the air, whistling. It landed in the center of Bishto's chest with a thuck. His eyes widened, and his pupils made smaller. The bounty's body went limp against the wall, and slumped down. An officer turned the corner, and Kuro glanced at the slack-jawed man. "Hey!" Calmly, Kuro waved.

"All in a day's work." He began walking away, then motioned to Debby. "Let's get outta here."

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