Fish In A Barrel

[Niish Chichel]

Mon Calamari
0300 hours local time​

Typical that they would send a semi-aquatic Saurian to assault the world of Mon Cala. Niish didn't mind however, he missed Fish Friday at his favorite local Korribani diner. Though, rage would soon replace his complacency as he came to the realization that he had left his bottle of tartar sauce in the cabin of his ship, with which he had flown to Mon Cala, yet he trudged onward, through the sewers of the main residential district, making his way to the surface in a darkened alleyway, as rain fell all around him.

Piercing yellow eyes peered down the thin alleyway, laden with bins and fire escapes, he waited for word o his comrades, Cher No Gorgon (@Nommie), a Tiss'shar Agent, and Draven Unduli, a Mirialan Acolyte of his same graduating class (@Faded Truth). Quickly making the climb up a fire escape, he got to a point of vantage on an apartment building. Through his commslink, he made an encrypted transmission to his two comrades, clicking the transmission button thrice before speaking. "Thisss One isss in posssition. Rooftop of apartmentsss to the eassst. We meet, and fish fry will begin," he said, sitting low behind that wall that made up the entrance to roof access, at the center of the the roof, keeping him well out of view from ground level, or the other lower rooftops, as he sat upon the tallest of the buildings in the smaller, upscale residential area, drawing the Force inward on himself. His targets slept below him; the Mon Calamari officials who thought it wise to turn their backs on the empire.



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[Cher No Gorgon]

Hissing as Cher climbed up to the roof by the use of a fire escape that is in the form of a ladder. The reptilian is excited. For today she will get to experience the taste of exotic sea food. In the form Mon Calamari. Climbing onto the roof that is just to the south of Niish, the Raptor located a skylight she can use to get in. Wait did she remember to bring her tartar sauce? The reptilian wondered as she checked. Okay she had remembered to bring her tartar sauce. Now she wondered if Niish remembered to bring his as the other reptile was just as excited as she is. Now would it be a shame if he forgot his.

Now that she knew that she had remembered to bring her sauce. Cher checked the skylight to find that it is not locked. Well it will certainly be a day that the stupid Mon Calamari officials will painfully learn why they need to lock the doors and windows.

"I am in possition too Niissh." She will chime in through the encrypted comm. The Tiss hissed with excitement, patiently waiting for when to enter the building and the hunt begin. As she waited, Cher laid low using her dark scales to remain hidden.

@Gian Greydragon @Faded Truth

 

[Draven Unduli]

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The Mirialan Sith had decided to accompany the reptilian and the Barabel on this assignment; the trio had met briefly before and shared their affinity for Mon Calamari seafood. He preferred to eat his fish with hot Sriracha variant but he brought an extra bottle of Tartar sauce just in case the error prone Niish had forgotten his. He was dressed in his usual Juggernaut armor, light saber on his belt along with the pugio blaster pistol while a sith sword strapped across his back. Two fragmentation grenades were in his left thigh pocket while a smoke grenade in the right thigh pocket. Coming into position on the roof besides Niish, he knelt over the side while keeping himself out of ground view.

"In position.." He stated, locating a skylight for him to enter the joint building as he grabbed his Gladius Blaster rifle and prepared himself. The Force drawing around himself defensively for the dangers to come.

@Gian Greydragon @Nommie

 

[Niish Chichel]

Niish looked back, to see that both Sith operatives were in fact on the same roof as him. In the dark, he could see the bottle of tartar in Draven's pocket, and his heart was not filled with joy, but with slightly less rage. Barabel did not often feel 'joy'.

"Good. We move," Niish said walking around the corner of the roof access door, using one of his long claws to break the lock, with an audible snap, followed by the door slowly creaking open, leading to a stair well. "First Target, Council member Ockbri, 13th floor," he spoke, reading off the list, into comms, as he moved, swiftly, and silently, only allowing the sounds of light foot-falls to echo throughout the stairwell.

On the fourteenth floor, a Mon Calamari male, not of any importance to the mission opened the door to the stairwell, as the Barabel slinked down the stairs. The look of profound fear washed over his chitinous face, as Niish, without a warning, or much sound at all, shot out an arm, gripping the alien by the throat, and squeezing hard enough that he was unable to scream. His claws dug into his neck, as his yellow eyes looked on hungrily at his victim. Savoring a moment before lunging forward, clamping down on the Mon Calamari, he took a portion of his neck with him, causing a quick, but painful, and by no means an instant death for the alien. Niish took another bite before dropping his bloodied corpse on the floor, and continuing down the stairs. Whether the other two had stopped behind him or kept going, he'd not noticed.

"Would have been better with tartar," he said, out loud, but more to himself than the other Sith, before he leapt over the railing, skipping one floor, and going directly to the thirteenth, gripping the railing, and hoisting himself up with ease. Niish was a large lizard, but he was deft in his movements. A trained hunter and killer capable of running down prey like an animal; the only thing separating the two was his self-awareness.

 

[Cher No Gorgon]

With Niish's word. Cher opened the skylight and dropped down onto the floor below. Amazingly her impact with the floor was fairly quiet. The only sound that was made was her claws quietly tapping along the floor as she walked. That was until the Raptor figured out how to get her claws up off the floor. It did make walking a bit awkward for a moment until she reached some flooring that was carpeted.

She came across a guard as he mistakenly stumbled into her. But before he could raise the alarm Cher dug her claws from one hand into his throat. Hissing quietly the reptilian hid the body out of view. Licking her claws she hissed again. It indeed tastes different from other beings.

Moving further down the cooridor quietly the reptilian wondered when they will start to come across their targets. She wanted to get a taste of their blood and hear their pathetic cries for the mercy they will not receive. She will take out another guard, this time from behind. Cher guessed with the guards steadily increasing that they are nearing their first target or a number of them. Then she came across some stairs and started following them down, coming up right behind Niish.

@Gian Greydragon @Faded Truth

 

[Draven Unduli]

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Draven yawned lightly before he noticed that Niish had opened one of the roof access doors and he would follow his reptilian friend towards the 13th floor. The Mirialan wasn't much for these covert operations, he was a loud and obnoxious sort that preferred to deal with his blade and lightsaber. Regardless, he watched Niish execute a random Mon calamari before the Barabel descended to the Council member's floor. Draven despite his heavily armored frame lept downwards as well and utilized the force to guide him to a location shortly behind Niish.

Strapping the rifle across his back, he unsheathed the Sith Sword as it was a far more gruesome and silent alternative to the hissing noise of his saber. Carefully, he stalked behind his friend and on the look out for any dangers that would present themselves.

@Nommie @Gian Greydragon

 

[Niish Chichel]

Niish waited for the other two to join him at the door, before he opened it, and filed out with them into the hall, clutching the hilt of his saberstaff, intending on using it as a cudgel, and deftly moved through the halls, checking doors, corners and light sources as he went. He counted down the numbers

"3-5-7-0, 3-5-7-1, 3-5-7-2, 3-5-7-3- here...," he hissed with sadistic delight. Stepping back, he ignited the blade of his lightsaber, and stuck it through the metal door. Slowly, he cut a hole through the door, sounds of frantic scampering could be heard on the other side of the door. When a large hole was carved through the door, Niish stepped back before sending his whole weight into his heel, and slammed it dead center, sending the heavy metal inward, and toppling over. Niish stepped in, to receive fire from the council member's holdout pistol, to which the Sith deflected with ease, before Niish was guided by the shots in the dark to the foot of his target's bed. The clicks of the Mon Calamari's emptied pistol filled the air, and Niish grinned at the man's silhouette, showing off the glowing white fangs.

"You will come with This One," he said, extending out an arm, and lighting the switch to his desk lamp, with the Force, "Or Thisss One will take you to the Dark Lord, piece by piece."

He spoke, with a low growl in his voice, as he approached the foot of the bed, before stepping up onto it, and standing over Ockbri.

"Not on your life, lizard" he said, before attempting to get up, but was swiftly smashed across the face with a rigid, scaly tail, and then violently uprooting from beneath the covers of his bed.

"You listen like a sssstone. You come with me." he growled, before feigning a bite to his neck, forcing a full body flinch, from the Mon Calamari, before carrying him by his throat out to the other two. "Tether him," he growled, as he threw him to the ground, and held him in place with the Force.

 

[Cher No Gorgon]

Following Niish closely the Raptor hissed quietly as they approached the first target's door, flexing her clawed fingered impatiently as she waited for the other reptilian to cut his way through the door. Of course just incase there was any unexpected company she kept a sharp eye out. But if luck is on their side, the guards that they took out will be all they will come across for a little longer.

Now was she expecting the old squid head to put up a fight yes she was. But she was still relieved to know that neither of her comrades were injured as Niish was easily able to deflect the shots that were fired. Then came the clicks of a empty rifle. The coast was clear. Watching the reptilian enter the room, the Raptor kept a look out until Niish came out with Ockbri in his hand by the throat.

"You get his hands." She hissed to Draven, "I will get his legs." She suggested as she stalked over to the fish head's legs. In no time she had his legs tied together by the ankles. The Raptor looked to Niish, "Should we gag him? Or do you think the others already know we are here?" She asked wondering if they should split up to gather the rest of the Mon Calamari officials they are to make an example of.

@Faded Truth @Gian Greydragon

 

[Draven Unduli]

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The Mirialan was a little pre-occupied to be really paying attention much to the fiasco that his colleagues were under going. It had seemed that one of his regular twi'lek side pieces decided to send him some sultry images via his datapad and thus he was merely glancing at them standing in the corner. It wasn't until Cher yelled that he abruptly fiddled with the datapad and shifted his attention back to the task at hand. "As you wish.." He said to the agent, moving his behemoth armored form into view of the Mon Cala officials and welcoming the man with his gruesome and sadistic smile.

Gesturing with his free hand, he wrapped force tendrils around the male's upper torso and arms to hold them into place. After which he came up from behind and hoisted him into the air with a strong arm across his nullified chest. He then turned to look towards the Barabel and the raptor for further instruction. "What now? This is getting kinda boring.."

@Gian Greydragon @Nommie

 

[Niish Chichel]

The Barabel watched as the Mirialan and the Tiss'shar subdued the target, and cared little for gagging the man. "Let him ssscream. Tell the others what comesss to them," he growled, looking at the next two names on the list. One was another Mon Calamari by the name of Barbak and a female human emigrant, and member of the Rebellion alliance by the name of Jaz Wendryn. The two were more likely to put up more of a fight, according to their profiles, Barbak was an accomplished pilot for the Imperial Republica, before he grew sick of their ethics against aliens, and Jaz is an experienced soldier, and Mon Cala's main contact within the rebellion.


"We move. The nex-t target is on thissss floor, down the hall. Our last one is three floors down. Human female; experienced fighter. Barbak, next target, is ex-pilot. Be ready for a fight, and for them to have back up," Niish said, before moving quickly down the hallway, when one of the doors open, only for four Mon Calamari armed with blasters ran out and took cover.

"Fire!" the captain, and ex-pilot cried, taking aim at the Sith behemoth before him.

Igniting both of the fiery red-orange blades of his lightsaber, he angled the blade to deflect two bolts back at once, then a third, that flew high over head of the pilot, who was distinguished by his crossed out Imperial crest on his armor's shoulder-piece. He needed to live to see judgment, but the rest were easy pickings. The pilot would take a hit to his shoulder, but still maintain composure. Though, Niish, by this time had found cover, and began bringing his repeater to bear.


Meanwhile below them, Jaz began making moves, with the small contingent of Rebels holed up with her, in her set up base of operations, which amounted to two of the hotels rooms conjoined, by way of collapsing the wall between the two, giving the whole room a raggedy look about it. "There's a team of Sith in the building. They've arrested Ockbri, and are attempting to apprehend Barbak, we need to do something!" one of her soldiers said to her, clearly distressed.

"Calm down, we've got time. They obviously want to take us in, they're not going to kill anyo-" one other soldier spoke, before being interrupted by a third.

"They won't kill leadership - WE are dead meat if we don't take the fight to them!"

The arguing ensued around her, while she attempted to weigh the options.

@Nommie
@Faded Truth

 

[Cher No Gorgon]

Cher hissed. As she followed the other two. The Raptor smelled and heard what seemed to be a large group of guards approaching. Looking to the group's left she spotted the group of guards. If they got in range then the guards can easily cut down the trio or prevent them from getting to their next two targets. She needed to stop them or the mission will be a failure.

Looking to Niish and Draven the Raptor hissed, "You two go on ahead. I will hold them back." She told them. This group of guards had to be the majority of what remained of the guards in the building. Once she takes them out there will be less opposition in their way. Screeching the Raptor fired her rifle. Taking down three of the seven guards. The rest appeared to lose their courage because they took off running.

Her predatory instincts kicking in. Cher ran after them. Leaving the other two completely behind, as she chased after the Mon Calamari guards. Her primal instincts kicking in as she took the guards down one by one. Reducing the number of guards Niish and Draven should come across as reports of a feral.dinosaur creature went through the comms of the guards. Some will respond only to meet a painful, terrifying end.

/Exit thread

@Faded Truth @Gian Greydragon

Spoiler: OOC

Cher has died in a pvp thread. So I am pulling her out. I think you two can finish this without me. (:

 

[Draven Unduli]

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Draven snarled, paying no heed to Niish's warning as he was more interested in blood shed and having some fun rather than being careful regarding the mission at hand. He was fully confident that their resources would allow them to overwhelm and defeat whatever defenses the puny Mon Calamari had in store. As Cher engaged with the soldiers that came out from the woodworks, he used an application of force speed to grant himself a temporary burst of velocity as he shoulder charged into the door outside Barbak's room. Luckily, his two guards were right behind the fixture when the heavily armored Sith Juggernaut burst through. Shards of wood and metal went flying as did the two guards onto the ground. Barbak on the other hand grabbed his pistol and tried to shoot down the Mirialan, but Draven was more calculative than to be easily prey. He used his force abilities to tug away at the firearm, diverting its fire rapidly towards one of the guards. As Barbak shrieked in confusion, Draven brought his solid fist into the man's stomach, causing an outflux of blood to spurt from the mouth. A second bash alongside his head brought Barbak to the ground in a daze; Draven smirked and hoisted the man over his shoulder as he carried him outside. "Niish!" Draven called out, "I think we're done here.."

@Gian Greydragon

 

[Niish Chichel]

Niish carried on forward, entering another stairwell, lightsaber drawn and both blades ignited, as he leapt over the railing, dropping to the appropriate level, and gripping the rail with his free hand. Bounding over the railing, he used the Force to send himself flying through the door, into the floor, where three armed Mon Calamari were on their way toward the stairwell, with Jaz close behind them. The three MonCal guards stopped and looked upward at the behemoth before them, who growled as he looked downward upon the trio of diminutive aliens, and charged, thrusting the blade into the male in the middle, through his heart, before ripping out his left side, and striking the second one down, by bisecting him beneath his shoulders. The third managed to lift her R5R Carbine, but the bolt would narrowly miss, as he pivoted, striking her with his weighty tail, smashing her into the wall. Niish would execute her with a thrust to the gut.

Before Jaz could lift her own rifle, Niish extended his open hand and pulled her inward, gripping her by the throat, "You are no crustacean.... No tartar needed for you...," he said, before slamming her head backwards into the metal wall knocking her out, before restraining her.

"This One has collected the last. Regroup at rendezvous," he growled, hurling her over his shoulder, and returning to the stairwell.

/end thread

@Faded Truth @Nommie @Sreeya