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| Hunting Dogs; - The Hunters, The Hunted, The Hunt | |
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| Topic Started: May 12 2013, 02:59 PM (5,784 Views) | |
| Tojoyama | May 12 2013, 02:59 PM Post #1 |
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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. ==== 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. ===== 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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| Tojoyama | May 22 2013, 03:43 AM Post #21 |
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"Come join us." Rose commed to Sylandra. When Sylandra arrived in the 'ready' room of the large suite; Rose, with a sip of expensive bourbon, started. "Alliance has been looking for a traitor. Someone working with the underground, passing on information, making subtle manipulations for personal gain. They found him." "Randy Seliator. He's a senator. And rich. His motives for such foolishness seem political, the risk hardly seems to merit the rewards. The Alliance is making a case, getting ducks in a row since it's going to cause quite a stir. They need to be polically prudent, yet make sure they have the goods on him. They want to know what he knows." "Rivals do not." She looked at the other in the room. "Our mutual aquaintence Lucian Hollows for instance. He represents those that see the underground elements being a useful nuisance. If the Alliance gets Seliator first, it would hinder opposition for years. More so, it seems Seliator has contacts with more opposition groups than those groups do to each other." She tossed down a paper copy of a rough hand drawn floor plan. ![]() "We know Seliator is going to be here in a few hours. It's a small hunting retreat house. Well secured. You'll go in to delivery a couple of stuff heads, trophies from a taxidermist. Totally legit." "Straight past a main gate and into the house. No weapons, not even a ceramic or silicate blade." She looked at the others again, a slight smile; tapped the armory. "Fortunately, the house is well supplied." She moved to a wall and opened a panel. Behind it was a collection of weapons: Hunting rifles, bows and arrows, knives, a Kalishnicov 47 (replica), and more. "Go in, kill Seliator, Sylandra and I will be at the launding pad 50 meter in the back of the house 20 minutes after the three of you go in the front door." There was more of course, details, who was in the house. But she waited for them to absorbed it. The name was big, the risk huge. An execution killing in the heart of Londinium's most exclusive private reserve. |
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| Silvox | May 22 2013, 04:18 AM Post #22 |
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Silvia looked over the floor plans as she listened to Rose, So we go in with nothing on us, use what's in the house to kill the target and get out. Let me guess we'll have to deal with security details and body guards as well, right? she pointed at the kitchen with a bit of a smirk, How stocked are they? I assume that getting into the armoury first would be what we'd prefer, but more difficult than rushing the kitchen for blades? |
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| Grav | May 22 2013, 04:49 AM Post #23 |
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Travis stood and listened quietly, glancing down at the scrap of paper and taking a few moments to let it sink in. The plan itself just washed over him, walking straight in the front door with not a single weapon to be found, removing the target, then strolling right on out the back door. It was risky at best, but this was Lucian Hollows after all, and TK had faced worse odds before. "Ambitious." he eventually chimed in, looking back to Rose then. "His death is to be a message no doubt." But to whom? It didn't concern him, and any list of names would be near infinite when dealing with a man like Seliator. "It's no hunt, but it will do." TK then added, flashbacks of the first moments of chaos on Verbena dancing behind his eyes. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| Tojoyama | May 22 2013, 07:17 AM Post #24 |
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"The stuffed head is to be taken out of the crate as part of deliver. I think that means den or armory. But yes, the kitchen would be well stocked, upper crust of the human tribe ya know." Rose said that with a bit of personal slant. "Most of the security check points are around the reserve. There are security, but they keep their patterns varied. Seliator has one personal bodyguard that always goes with him. As for more, I don't think so. It's some small private party or arrangement for this little trip." "Which doesn't mean a couple cooks, maids, butlers and others. Or whoever he may or may not be meeting." Rose's eyes checked their's. It was a lot to have go right. Stopped on Travis. "More than a message I think. Lucius Hollows has called in a lot of eyes, ears and helping hands. We're just the knife to cut the throat. A lot of very important people want him dead." "And a lot of other very important people don't." Rose sipped the bourbon. |
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| Devil Tongue | May 22 2013, 02:27 PM Post #25 |
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Slade took a long pull on his pipe as he studied the drawing. He didn't have a past experience with this kind of plan; his strategy was to kill at a distance, and get out clean. But he believed in the money, and that many credits said he could do it. Jackson gave a nod that he understood, and otherwise remained silent. |
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| MacTrom | May 22 2013, 02:32 PM Post #26 |
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Sylandra stood in the background, watching the reactions of the others. So, I'm the pilot and held back to recover them if need be. Might also be that I'll be called to recover them when it all goes go se. She smiled to her self, the desire to feel that intensity that gave her so much to live for. |
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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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| Silvox | May 22 2013, 04:55 PM Post #27 |
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Silvia rolled her shoulders while she thinks a bit, What kind of heads are they? a hint of an idea in her eyes, I'll be the one to ask this, what's the skills spread between us? What's the plan? I know my way around the human body and what to cut, but what about the rest of you? She gave a look at everyone, It's ambitious to pull off, what if someone is able to get a glimpse at one of us or a picture or something? not much concern on her face, Is anyone to be left alive or is it a clean sweep? |
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| Tojoyama | May 23 2013, 09:49 AM Post #28 |
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"Heads?" said Rose. "A uh, Rhinoceros and two Hyenas." She gave Silvia an inquisitive look, how that mattered Rose seemed to wonder, curious as to picking up on how that might help. "Yes. Skills. And close and deadly is indeed your reputation Ms. Silvers. I suppose a stop at the kitchen would be ideal for you." "Mr. Tong." Rose looked to Slade. "A man born with what psychologist call a charismatic attraction or magnetic personality. More finely honed, if you don't mind my saying so Mr. Tong. A born lier." "And a sniper with few if any rivals." She paused. "A long rifle in the armory might be suitable for a back up if you find something that suits your tastes." Then to Travis, "Mr. Graves, a fighter for all conditions; ferocious despite a calm demeanor; able to strike suddenly and without warning; and when and how needed. Both up close and at a distance." "Ms. Magee, our pilot and reserve. Combat ready to pull you out." A longer pause. "As a crew, I don't leave people behind if things go belly up. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to toss my body in a pit of hellfire to make a useless attempt to save you but this is what I do. I gather the right mix of people, put together a plan or better yet, execute one that the tacticians have written up." "Magee and I will be there to get you out. Count on it. We are all here though, for being able to think and do what needs to be done. Our ability to react to the unknown changing situation. That and we don't like to give up. We have a pride, a code. To do the job." "Now, if you'd like to dispense with the pretext that we don't know who the other is," Rose tapped the table top which served as a computer screen and whisked documents to each of those gathered. "A lot more depth on each of you. Share if you like. Or delete. I find knowing who's at your elbow is the best way to get your ass out in one piece." And with that she whisked her own file to the others. |
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| Grav | May 23 2013, 02:41 PM Post #29 |
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Seliator, the would be hunter. The bad kind, a man with money seeking the thrill of a kill, or worse, to simply bag a trophy head in order to fill a spot above the fireplace. TK's fists tightened a little at the thought. If Mac was to die it would be by his hands, for his death would have a certain justice to it. Travis looked up smiling as Rose introduced them to their covers. He then looked down at the files before him and shook his head. "Graves, I once knew a man by that name, and he wasn't me. As Mr. Tong can attest..." he said with the flash of a grin "... my name is Travis Kamino and I am a hunter, of sorts." He reached down and offered his file also. "It would be interesting to see what you have on me, Mr. Hollows seems to know a rather large amount of people across the Verse." |
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| Devil Tongue | May 23 2013, 07:38 PM Post #30 |
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Slade looked over the files, then offered his own to all whom might be interested. "Slade Jackson. I was about born with a rifle in my hands, since where I grew up if you wanted to eat, you hunted. I got indentured to the Alliance during the War, as a long distance killer. I sweet talked them into trusting me, then I left the service and took one of their rifles with me. I was good at what I knew, and I made a good living at it. What my mouth can't fix, my gun does. Any questions?" Edited by Devil Tongue, May 23 2013, 07:39 PM.
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| Silvox | May 24 2013, 04:11 AM Post #31 |
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Silvia piped up when Rose was done talking, Doctor... she stated firmly, Doctor Silvia Irons, actual doctor. I went to school and the only reason I wasn't top of my class is because I'd have more people knowing my name. she cracked her neck, Plus I had to make tuition some how and contract killing was a good way to do it. I know how the human body works, inside and out and some of the little tricks to take a person out of the picture. She gives Rose a look and a slight smirk at the type of heads, I wonder how hard it would be to remove a tooth or horn... She pulls an apple out of her medical kit and starts to cut and eat it using a scalpel.
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| Tojoyama | May 25 2013, 02:56 AM Post #32 |
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Rose watched each as they spoke with a polite gaze. Her deep interest was in their facial expressions and body language as much as what they said. She'd read their files, believed what she hoped was the right half that was probably true. Despite a skill at holding her own heart and thoughts well off her sleeve and face, she nodded involuntarily at Silvia. An assassin doctor, by choice. That WAS something. "Medicinal materials or you have an angle?" she asked Silvia, soundling like they were talking about some detail of an upcoming shopping trip. The horn of the rhino was worth what most middle class families made in ten years. Did she know that? So what. THe pay from the job was beyond that. Not a souvenir collector she thought. That was not good. Rose started to lay down route maps, the reserve, the lay of the surrounding area. Security checkpoints were many, but they circled the reserve; the center of which was the private hunting lodge. |
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| MacTrom | May 25 2013, 03:29 AM Post #33 |
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Sylandra stood toward the back, watching the others gather around the map and Rose filling out the details of the job. A dark hand gripped her heart and her eyes were cold and unflinching. She studied each of the others in turn, including the woman who had hired her for this ship. She didn't trust any of them. That was something they would have to earn in turn. And even then, she wouldn't count them as friends for a long, long time. Friends. What do I need of such. All that gets me is more bodies at my feet. Don't need no more bodies. Not 'less they's Purple. Purple from the blood they's spilt. Not ... She shook, just for a moment. Then it too had passed. Her focus went back to the job at hand. Back up. Fly. That was all it was. Her foot twitched in nervousness. Her hand sweaty all of a sudden. A tickle on the back of her neck that gave her pause. |
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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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| Silvox | May 25 2013, 03:34 AM Post #34 |
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Silvia looked at Rose and shook her head, They're sharp right? the doctor cutting off the last of her apple and eating it before tossing the core in the trash and flicking her scalpel onto the table, Sharp things are an excellent way of leaving puncture marks in a person's jugular vein. she said in a calm tone before reaching to take her scalpel back and put it away, Or, imagine a Rhino's horn putting a hole through a throat, blunt force trauma across the skull... she glanced at the men, or used like a club into a man's genitals.
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| Tojoyama | May 28 2013, 01:39 PM Post #35 |
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Rose smiled at the thought of Silvia clubbing someone to death with a Rhino Horn. "What ever methods you need to use on site. I was thinking the armory would be the best options. But I won't be there." .... Rose laid it out. Witchbreath would land. Silvia, Slade, and Travis would take a delivery hover to the Hunting House. Clearances prearranged. Rose and Sylandra would make a payment/bribe to those that would be shutting down security to guarantee their escape. Witchbreath swoops in after the assassination. The details were many, but the plan was simple. |
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| Grav | May 29 2013, 11:33 AM Post #36 |
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Travis listened with interest as the 'Doctor' spoke, smiling at the very thought. Do no harm, unless the pay is good enough, sounded about right to him. But it was the idea to use part of the trophy as some sort of weapon, perhaps even the murder weapon itself. Unnecessary yes, but a nice touch nonetheless so he nodded appreciatively in agreement. "Yes, sounds good, and if we've time perhaps we could also mount Mr. Seliator too?" he then added, looking down at the plans set out before him. "Killing him will be the easy part, it's getting out alive that I'm concerned with. We'll have to hit up the armoury regardless, from what I can see it's a fine spot for an ambush. Two entrances, surrounded by lots of open ground." TK then looked up, glancing between Rose and Sylandria, they're tickets out of there should shit hit the fan. |
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| Devil Tongue | May 30 2013, 12:01 AM Post #37 |
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Slade took a puff, then removed the pipe stem from his mouth. He held up one hand like a boy in school. "Alright, it all sounds good, but I'd like to address something that was brought up earlier. Do we do a gun and run, or take the time to do a clean sweep? I like the second option myself, no witnesses left behind, and it would take all the longer for someone to raise the alarm. What do you two think?" Jackson asked this last part while looking at his two partners. |
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| Silvox | May 30 2013, 04:08 AM Post #38 |
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Silvia pushed up her glasses, looking at Rose and then Slade casually commenting, I just assumed it would be a complete bloodbath requiring a lot of bleach or fire to clean the place afterwards, which is an option too isn't it? |
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| Tojoyama | May 30 2013, 07:22 AM Post #39 |
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Ross nodded ever so slightly. "When you walk in the front door the clock starts. In twenty minutes we'll have cover to come and get you. If you have time, clean. But we'll have a two minute window to fly in and get you." "Again. This is why it's the three of you. This is why the money is so good. It's a black box." Edited by Tojoyama, May 30 2013, 09:34 AM.
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| MacTrom | May 30 2013, 07:51 AM Post #40 |
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All of a two minute window? That long? Slow and casual, then. Sylandra relaxed more and stuck her thumbs into the waistband on her shorts, hiking them down lower on her hips. The bare edge of a tattoo was visible on the front of her left hip, just where her cross draw holster would rest. "Just be ready for a swoop in and jump onboard. Hopefully, we wont need to do much more shooting to get away." |
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