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Hunting Dogs; - The Hunters, The Hunted, The Hunt
Topic Started: May 12 2013, 02:59 PM (5,775 Views)
Tojoyama
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Hunters.

. . .

For a living, they've killed. Or hunted down and dragged back those branded as being worthy of their talents. Reputations garnered over time,

reputations earned.

They've been watched.
Those that have use of such, have now called upon the very best.

Lists compiled have had names selected.
Plans have been made.
Bargains struck, deals brokered, promises to fulfill. Forces hope this is there time.

. . Hope is not a plan.

Those that believe they have the leashes of the dogs now put their plans into play.

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Nearly two months since the Fall of Zuggarat.

Sylandra has been making milk runs on a small bulk carrier, Witchbreath; a Hornet Class Fast Transport. She and the contact of those that pay the bills have been setting up the premise that this little ship is just doing business.

Rose is the broker.

The other hunters gathered per instructions. They'd been give an advance, told to lay low. They'd accepted the job and to back out, well, it was made plain what that would mean. At a large commercial skyplex above Londinium - they arrived with their new forged papers and identity cards.

They were to go to the Twister Transport Company and present their papers for 'Witchbreath', a small speedy transport.

What they knew of the job was little, except it was big. Once on board would be able to transfer the bulk of their payment to other accounts. Then they'd be 'on ice'. Sealed to their fate. Only the job would remain. Only then the details revealed, the target unveiled.

It had all the making of being obviously dangerous, and certainly one in which if they were captured would mean more than a certain death. If not by those they'd be targeting, then by those paying them.

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Witchbreath was docked at a lower class berth. From the outside she looked like she was long overdue for a refit.

Rose, dark haired and vixen-like in her cheap tight leather garments. The whole operation looked like some sort of third class shipping outfit. If they didn't go out of business, then they'd be run out of it by Alliance Inspectors.

Sylandra was close by, flight plans to file. By all appearance another milk run rush deliver to some rich family that could afford to ship even the smallest item around the core as though it were across town.


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Sylandra smiled at Slade's suggestion, and pulled a lipstick tube from her pocket. This was one of the items she had pulled from her bag. She twisted the bottom and it came apart in two sections. A needle protruded from one part. "Like this? Knock out."

She reattached the tube and slid it back in her pocket. Then she turned and followed him to the ship's gangplank.

But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow. Things should start to get interestin' right about now

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Travis listened quietly as they traded plans and strategies, each building on the last and adding another level, until finally someone asked what they might be going up against. He had little idea who they comprised of, but their goal was clear, Ryobi had at least made that much clear. "War." he stated simply, a few seconds before the whistles began blowing. "Before she took her nap your machine friend let slip. They want another war and Mac is key, but these folks don't strike me as Browncoats, least not the ones I've had to deal with."

TK glanced quickly over his shoulder at the crate of pre-stored gear. If all went to plan they'd never even have to break the seal, still, nice to have options. He turned his attention back to the hunters and motioned toward the ship with papers in hand. "I'll find you inside, like to do a little observation of my own." he said with a nod, then headed off toward one of the entrances.
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"Newton." said Rose. "I heard he was dead." She gave a cold look to the others. "Don't underestimate him. He's been doing what we've been doing for as long as we've all been doing it."

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END OF ACT ONE
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interlude

Lucian Hollow speaks with his counterpart in the Underground.
"We have him Lucian. Call off your dogs and we'll make the payment discussed."

"Very well. I'll need 24 hours to contact, secure protocals."
Lucian had no intention of calling off his hunters. But now he knew who had betrayed him, double crossed him. And why. And when his dogs finished, and he was confident they would; He now knew what they'd be doing next.

"As you know Lucian, there's an Alliance Element on board. Their best agent. Perhaps another contract for your dogs to intercept?"

"Of course."
This was just getting too easy, thought Lucian.

end of interlude

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ACT TWO
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Travis, Slade, Sylandra, and Silvia made their way on board. Rose checked the crate for shipping, tipped the deckhands to make sure it would be accessable to the Hunters.

Drinks were poured in the grand ballroom. No sign of Seliator or his entrourage, though rumor mills were already running. "the rich corporate bigwig was sick and taking one last tour of the verse."

Pumping the crew for information seemed to confirm Seliator's location, the VIP quarters of course.


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Silvia shook her head at Slade's assessment of the situation, Newton's the current brains that we have to deal with, but he's like the rest of us, a hired gun. I know his work ethic well enough to know that if he didn't kill me, he's expecting us. she sighed deeply, Not trying to blow holes in your ship there Agent Rogers, but Newton may be full of himself, but for good reason. He trained assassins like myself, a very select handful of us and we all knew he held things back from us, then again... he pained expression went to a sadistic grin, He doesn't know where else I learned things. But, still Newton is a very dangerous man and knowing the way things are going he may have thought of what you thought of and taken several cabins under several names, just to through us off and hope we attack the wrong cabin and play our hand too early with him. Though drugging a guard, I like that idea and if you really want I have several things that could act as truth serums... though they wouldn't knock him out.
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As they settled into comfortable seats in the lounge, Sylandra cast a glance around at the other passengers, trying to gage their professional capabilities. All of her time in the underground had given her a second sight to such matters. It became a matter of self survival to be able to determine those who could fight and those who wouldn't. She turned to face Travis, sitting next to her.

"If we are up against some dangerous ninjas, then the fact that few of us had actually been seen back at the Senator's farm should help. 'course, once we make any aggressive moves, all go se will be turboed. "
But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow. Things should start to get interestin' right about now

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Slade nodded in Silvia's direction.

"True, he may have taken several cabins, but unless he has a large force to work with, he couldn't have placed guards by all of them. I can walk the VIP section, and note which rooms have lookouts. Would that work better?"
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