Of course, he was focused on the events at hand; especially with claws drawn. Fighting with claws was a skill in itself, almost an art it was similar to fighting with a sharp weapon, except it was done with finesse. It was a natural weapon, and boy were they sharp.
He'll try and deal with this as quickly as possible.
The Cathar dropped from the defensive style and moved into an aggressive offensive style. As soon as the opening presented itself the ranger closed in and delivered a flurry of blows to the thug; someone had to be dirty and he'd do it first. 3 to 4 shots delivered in quick succession to Theo's chest and torso, concluded by a quick step in and uppercut to the Thug's face, however the blow was delivered with the sharp claws slicing the jaw and chin. Delivered with significant force to knock the thug backward. Arah retracted the claws and tackled his opponent with force.
Theo hit the ground hard with a loud thud echoing in the warehouse. The air clearly knocked out of the thug. Once they'd hit the ground, the Cathar used his agility to quickly mount his opponent who, with little strength had started to deliver blows toward his captor. Minor, not much strength in them, Arah wrapped himself around his bad guy to climb on his back, Theo's face now into the ground. Tizun reached back and removed his cuffs and locked them in place once he forced Theo's hands back. Sitting himself up, Arah Tizun positioned himself on Theo's back. Sitting up, he tapped his ear a couple times, cycling through some preset frequencies.
"Coronet, this is ranger Arah Tizun of the sector rangers. Requesting a pickup crew at my location. I've several in custody related to a spice deal. Attend with units and I'll need an escort for one." He delivered his message with authority. Once he'd gotten a confirmation from the local agency he switched back to his original secure frequency that his pseudo partner would be on.
"You can come out of the shadows."
He rose to his feet and moved to check the others in the area. He wouldn't stray too far though. They were still breathing, but still had some of the effects of the stun blasts. He gently kicked the weapons away out of the way of the thugs. He would secure them later when the agency got here. He picked up his own gear and returned it to his person while he waited for the Mandalorian to join him at his side.
The local agency would arrive shortly after as he waited for her arrival. They entered the building and the ranger took charge. "The one out front, these two here; her? She's with me. I need that one escorted back to my ship and secured. Keep eyes on him until I return. Mando had her own encounters. She'll direct." If Reiel was paying attention, she would be able to note that he said her name differently. She'd be able to deduce that even though he knew her name, he wasn't going to share it with anyone. A sort of respect, no doubt.
She could issue the orders to the local agency - direct them to the location of anyone she wanted them to know. They would take each into custody unless otherwise directed.
When he had her attention again, "Thank you. As I said, I cannot compensate so you did not need to even assist. But you did for whatever reason…" he was casual, but that would change on his next comment though "...Do not expect to collect at a later date. No favors here." He never shook and he wanted her to know for sure, this was not a deal and he was not to be expected to fulfill his end of a bargain that never happened. There was no disrespect though.
"I'm sure we'll meet again, and I truly hope it is in a similar capacity as I do not want to chase." He truly did hope to meet her again and work with her, maybe a more planned capacity instead of just winging it like today. Maybe if she needed a hand she'd contact him, he wasn't above getting a call, but he was no mercenary, he'd need to be able to relate to what he was doing. Sure bounty hunters were known killers, but they're also known hunters for criminals - but the type of criminals could change. Criminals in the eyes of actual, legitimate laws - or criminals because someone wronged someone. He would help on the former.
He offered but a tiny tiny grin, "you did great. Don't worry about that one. Occupational hazard."
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He'll try and deal with this as quickly as possible.
The Cathar dropped from the defensive style and moved into an aggressive offensive style. As soon as the opening presented itself the ranger closed in and delivered a flurry of blows to the thug; someone had to be dirty and he'd do it first. 3 to 4 shots delivered in quick succession to Theo's chest and torso, concluded by a quick step in and uppercut to the Thug's face, however the blow was delivered with the sharp claws slicing the jaw and chin. Delivered with significant force to knock the thug backward. Arah retracted the claws and tackled his opponent with force.
Theo hit the ground hard with a loud thud echoing in the warehouse. The air clearly knocked out of the thug. Once they'd hit the ground, the Cathar used his agility to quickly mount his opponent who, with little strength had started to deliver blows toward his captor. Minor, not much strength in them, Arah wrapped himself around his bad guy to climb on his back, Theo's face now into the ground. Tizun reached back and removed his cuffs and locked them in place once he forced Theo's hands back. Sitting himself up, Arah Tizun positioned himself on Theo's back. Sitting up, he tapped his ear a couple times, cycling through some preset frequencies.
"Coronet, this is ranger Arah Tizun of the sector rangers. Requesting a pickup crew at my location. I've several in custody related to a spice deal. Attend with units and I'll need an escort for one." He delivered his message with authority. Once he'd gotten a confirmation from the local agency he switched back to his original secure frequency that his pseudo partner would be on.
"You can come out of the shadows."
He rose to his feet and moved to check the others in the area. He wouldn't stray too far though. They were still breathing, but still had some of the effects of the stun blasts. He gently kicked the weapons away out of the way of the thugs. He would secure them later when the agency got here. He picked up his own gear and returned it to his person while he waited for the Mandalorian to join him at his side.
The local agency would arrive shortly after as he waited for her arrival. They entered the building and the ranger took charge. "The one out front, these two here; her? She's with me. I need that one escorted back to my ship and secured. Keep eyes on him until I return. Mando had her own encounters. She'll direct." If Reiel was paying attention, she would be able to note that he said her name differently. She'd be able to deduce that even though he knew her name, he wasn't going to share it with anyone. A sort of respect, no doubt.
She could issue the orders to the local agency - direct them to the location of anyone she wanted them to know. They would take each into custody unless otherwise directed.
When he had her attention again, "Thank you. As I said, I cannot compensate so you did not need to even assist. But you did for whatever reason…" he was casual, but that would change on his next comment though "...Do not expect to collect at a later date. No favors here." He never shook and he wanted her to know for sure, this was not a deal and he was not to be expected to fulfill his end of a bargain that never happened. There was no disrespect though.
"I'm sure we'll meet again, and I truly hope it is in a similar capacity as I do not want to chase." He truly did hope to meet her again and work with her, maybe a more planned capacity instead of just winging it like today. Maybe if she needed a hand she'd contact him, he wasn't above getting a call, but he was no mercenary, he'd need to be able to relate to what he was doing. Sure bounty hunters were known killers, but they're also known hunters for criminals - but the type of criminals could change. Criminals in the eyes of actual, legitimate laws - or criminals because someone wronged someone. He would help on the former.
He offered but a tiny tiny grin, "you did great. Don't worry about that one. Occupational hazard."
@Forsythe Crowholde
