[Mandalorian Underground] The Burning Point of Metal

[Outlander]

The Burning Point of Metal​

Spoiler: Mission Summary

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[Weapons] The Burning Point of Metal
(2-4 Players)
It's time for a bit or humanitarian work. Not without its reward, but it would help to work on our image. A warlord currently rules over the Denubba with an iron fist. He's using plasma flamers and disruptors as terror weapons to keep the population in check. Your task is to break into his villa on Denubba and take him out. More important than that, you need to find and secure his supplies of Flamers and Disruptors.
Objectives:
- Either fight or sneak into the villa
- Assassinate the Warlord
- Secure the weapon supplies
Participants:
~ Lucky Clover
~ Freedom is a Lie
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A light drizzle fell over the area as night fell across this side of the planet. The villa stood high up atop a hill. Trees surrounded it on one side, a large yard on the other. Intel reported advanced security systems making stealth very tricky. Motion sensors covered the yard, with cameras tracking the treeline. Tonight was a quiet night at the Villa, with no movement seen in the house. Your vantage point from the bottom of the yard out of the motion sensors sight gave a good view of the villa as a whole. Guards patrolled at regular intervals. The last had passed fifteen minutes before, and the next should be within view in another five. Plans of the house showed a large living room leading into a kitchen and dining room. A staircase in the foyer lead to the upstairs bedroom and bathroom, and a storage closet. Their goal would be in the basement, where a sort of tactical center was set up behind a heavy durasteel alloy door. Here would be any relevant information, as well as weapon storage.

 

[Freedom is a lie]

{ He crouched lightly within the dark shadow's of the tree his body shrouded in the black skin like suite that covered his entire body, his head tilted as he studied the blueprints on his H.U.D. His wife had fretted when he had told her of the mission knowing exactly what her husband was like to those who preyed on the week, his hand tightened around the Vibro-sword's sheathe as he gently and rhythmically breathed in deep breathes. The Camera's and sensor's would be a problem but luckily the target had given them their very own way in without even realizing it, as he looked down the path his H.U.D lit up with the gaurd's route and he grinned beneath the black Mask }.

{ Coming into the group his wife often had to temper his anger and tongue to stop blood from being shed, the fact that the only one who even seemed to care about their people was Tala, the only reason he served beneath the woman was her passion for helping those who still tried to survive the great purge}. { A large holster lay attatched to each leg which held a pair of black Blaster pistol's, 5 throwing knives built into the back of the holster's, allowing him to throw them directly from the sheathe, these matched the thin 12 inch bladed miniture Vibro-sword that rested across his back, the sheathe in his hand would wrap around this sheathe allowing it to sit as one }.

{ As he awaited for his partner to arrive he studied the house intently his other hand lightly fingering the trigger that was awaiting to be pressed, the small robotic serpent like device had been planted by James an hour earlier having wanted to get ahead and be able to think in quietness. He heard the small beep and his H.U.D briefly flashed green and his lips curled into a small smirk as he whispered } Perfect { and he slid the Vibro-sword over his shoulder and clicked the two sheathe's together}.

 

[Lucky Clover]

{He had arrived at the staging site for this raid a little later than his partner. He wasn't surprised that this particular member of the group he currently found himself a member of may go ahead of him. From the information given to him about this task he supposed that his partner would be much more suitable for the more subtle form of attack. Jabber had come to realise that his own presence was more of a security bonus, encase things go... less than smooth. He arrived from the same direction his partner now occupied, moving quickly towards the position he had taken up and crouching out of the line of sight of the compound.}

{The armoury afforded to him by the Mandalorian's had been put to good use, the scraps of the damaged Centurion armour he had been garbed in for half a year had integrated well with the repairs and upgrades given to it by the Mandos. Given a temporary black finish for this specific mission. His weapons had also been given a substantial upgrade, the E-75A1 Blaster Rifle had been fully repaired and now lay holstered comfortable on his back. The various explosives, breaching tools and secondary weapons held within the various compartments of his belt would be unusable, or at least not until shit hit the fan. If it does. Still he supposed he could get some use out of the old IV-1 Vibroblade, he hoped that the mechanism in his gauntlet would remain functional.}

{He tilted his head towards the one that had arrived before him, Jabber's expression indistinguishable as always under the helmet he never seemed to be seen without. He tapped the side of his slightly Frankenstein-ish Centurion helmet, just about managing to get the Heads-Up display up. He then peaked out from his cover, looking over the facility they would be raiding. He fiddled a little bit with the side of his helmet until the secure line between the two came up, saying in a hushed, monotone voice} "What do you have?"

 

[Freedom is a lie]

{ As he sensed the presence behind him his hand lifted to his knife he gripped the handle until he saw the man was his partner and he released the knife, he grunted and nodded back in return and suddenly the man spoke and he grinned as he lifted a hand}. { Transferring over what information he'd gathered he spoke back } Guard should be here in two minutes, idiot's are wearing jacket's and a hat, thought we could use it to slip you past the guards with a distraction. { The Distraction would be the six explosive pack's that would have been left behind by the robotic snake and he grinned as he shrugged }, i've got a little present for the Target { He grinned and looked to the left as a shadow came around the far perimeter}.

{ The distance between their position and the house was maybe a hundred feet at a slight incline and he knew it would take him maybe at his fastest, 17 seconds, he looked to the partner and suddenly grinned }. Tell me, how good a shot are you? { He found his heartbeat rising and suddenly he slid the knife free from it's handle as his other hand slid a thumb onto the detonator as he awaited an answer }.

 

[Lucky Clover]

{The helmeted figure stared at his eager partner for a moment before turning his head to look at the compound. He seemed to slowly scan his visor over the targeted building before turning it back to his partner, the distance didn't seem too bad though he wondered what he was planning} "Good enough." He stated it with some confidence, not one for boasting but fairly certain he would meet the requirements needed of him. He reached back, pulling his E-75A1 Blaster Rifle forward into his grip and fiddling with a switcher on the side. Single rounds would be best for sharp shooting.}

{He could make out that his eager partner had now pulled out a blade and what looked to be some detonation device, he hoped that that might lead to the inclusion of explosives in his partners plan, clean out violence like that was much more preferable to sneaking about. Anyway he wasn't about to go making his own suggestions, he was fine with following this plan} "Just tell me what to shoot."

 

[Freedom is a lie]

{ He grinned beneath the mask and nodded as he murmured } Me { he pointed his knife to the oncoming guard and chuckled } I'm going to get you his Cloak and Hat, as soon as you have it, put it on. { Jerking his head towards the building } Simply chase me up that hill towards the front door, poor bastards will be too busy heading to the explosion's, { Chuckling he held up the detonator and as the guard came within a few feet James pressed the small button and for a split second nothing happened, then suddenly it was as if someone had thrown a handful of Thermal detonator's into the yard at the opposite side of the house }.

{ The explosion's rocked the ground and as the guard spun towards the sounds James moved with the speed of a striking viper and moved at the guard who's back was to them, one hand went around the man's head to grasp his throat and his brought the knife up in a savage thrust. Catching the man under the arm it drove up and into his heart with deadly accuracy as he pulled the man back into the shadows of the tree's, he knew all attention would be focused on the explosion's and he tossed the man onto the ground and wretched his knife free from the corpse}. Sheathing it he leaned and quickly found the man's comm unit and within a few moment's he had gotten the frequency for both of them, already shouts of confusion were sounding, he held up a thumb and suddenly shouted into the mic } THERE, IN THE TREE'S, ON THE SOUTH SIDE, I SEE MOVEMENT, GET OUT THERE DAMN IT.

{ Watching the house he suddenly saw Blaster bolt's erupt into the tree's at the far side of the house and he chuckled in amusement, slight of hand always managed to work on the dim witted, the guards had heard what they wanted to hear and followed like Blind Bantha's } Make it look good, but for all hell, don't hit me.

 

[Lucky Clover]

{He watched in silence as the ring of an explosion shot throughout the air, the man he was sitting across from leapt out like a shadow and killed the guard and a barrage of miss informed fire rained against some innocent shrubbery. He thought to himself that it was rather show-y but he couldn't argue the effectiveness. He also didn't understand why exactly he was to follow this man disguised as a guard and firing with false intention. Still Jabber didn't question, questioning would just waste time. He looked at the hat and cloak, glad for there size as disrobing his rather advanced armour would take too long. He put them both on, standing up. It was dark and the cameras would mistake him for simply being a rather bulky patrol men. He looked towards the compound, then back down at his partner, gesturing with a nod for him to start running.} "We better hurry." {He spoke in a weirdly casual tone, like this was just business as usual.}

 

[Freedom is a lie]

{ He grinned watching the man Donn the hat and bulky cloak and a grin formed on his lips as he looked at the house and for a brief second his eyes closed, suddenly snapping open he almost seemed to explode from his position as he began to run towards the house his hand reaching over his back. As he pulled the large Vibro-sword free he held it behind his running body ready to use and he began to lighty dance from foot to foot his form as graceful as it was fast, he was putting his life into the sight's of his partner and hoped that the man was as good a shot as he hoped and suddenly movment at the door }.

{ The door opened to show two gaurds exiting and he spat a curse, the two of them must have been on door watch and seen the commotion out front, his left hand dropped to the leg holster and with perfect timing his hand grasped the handle as he shifted his weight on the foot, whipping the hand up the blade was launched like a catapult as he called } Get the other one. The knife slammed into the left guards chest shoulder and he grunted having had to aim where there was little Armour, as the man slammed back against the wall grunting in pain James moved his free hand back to grip the sword in a two handed grip. Not watching to see if the other guard had been subdued he suddenly skidded on the soles of his feet the gravel carrying his weight easily, the injured guard moved forwards to push himself from the wall when suddenly James struck }.

{ The blade was brought up in a devastating blow and the highy honed blade caught the man as he raised his arm up in a futile gesture to protect his face, blade easily cut sinew, muscle, bone and skin with ease, as the blade snapped into the air blood splattered the wall in a large spray and for a brief second nothing happened. Then the man dropped to his knee's as the raised arm fell from his severed limb, a moment later his face seemed to simply fall off, the blade having cut clean through from under his jaw to the top of his head, the body fell onto it's stomach and James chuckled softly }.

 

[Lucky Clover]

{Jabber watched his partner sprint off with incredible speed, shaking his head with a sigh at the prospect of 'catching' him. He began to run at a good pace, raising his rifle into a firing stance as he moved. Despite the delicate nature of purposeful miss fire it wasn't exactly difficult, he remembers for months purposefully missing on the battle field when he was younger and more afraid of killing, now though it was simply a matter of triviality. The bolts left his aimed blaster one by one, the specifically directed shots scattering the dirt around James' feet and zooming past the sides of his body. It was as believable as he could make it, he almost chuckled to himself as he did so, his CO would kill him for supporting the 'Troopers can't aim' reputation they seemed to have.}

{He heard his pseudo-target yelling to him as the approached the house, looking up to see the two guards sitting there. He saw his partner go off to do some acrobatics, no doubt, but Jabber had a much simpler solution to matters such as these. He held up his rifle, switching his aim from James to the guard. He quickly toggled his rifle from single fire to burst rounds, firing a flurry of three bolts before the guard could even react. His enemy's armour ate up most of the first strikes but a second burst aimed directly as the chest plate the first had struck was enough to leave a precise burning hole where a breast plate once stood. The nameless sod fell face first to the ground before he knew what had happened.}

{Jabber moved forward a little bit more, as soon as he was over the threshold into the house he discarded his robe and hat, certain that they would be unusable in the relatively well lit Manor. He looked towards his partner who had finished with their own kill} "What next?"