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| Hunting Dogs; - The Hunters, The Hunted, The Hunt | |
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| Topic Started: May 12 2013, 02:59 PM (5,783 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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| Silvox | May 30 2013, 03:06 PM Post #41 |
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The doctor shrugged a bit and stretched out, Do you want the place cleaned or would that be an added bonus? she figured she'd cover all the bases. |
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| Grav | May 31 2013, 12:41 PM Post #42 |
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Travis took a step back from the table and shrugged. "It'll be messy you can be sure of that, but then again, it usually is." he said, looking to Slade and finishing with a subtle wink. He then turned his attention to the pilot, Sylandria. "So when is it we arrive? I've some gear I'd like to get prepped..." he said, dropping his voice and looking over toward Silvia. "...and something the Doc might wanna take a look at." |
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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 | Jun 1 2013, 03:03 AM Post #43 |
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"I've never been one to shoot civilians and call it cleaning; but in this house knowing the maid or the gardner isn't going to pull down on you better than some guard with a gun would be hard to predict." "I'd say once things go red, you put down everything you can." then as for the timing. "Not much time. Prep up. Your uniforms are in those boxes. Remember, you'll be scanned and searched." Rose raised an eyebrow, pushed aside the glass of booze. She looked to Sylandra. "Let's get in the queue," turned to the others. "Twenty, thirty minutes." ... The uniforms are a plain dark green jumpsuit, Twister Deliveries Logo, their cover name over a pocket. They fit well, easy to move in. Nothing hanging to get caught on something.
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| Tojoyama | Jun 3 2013, 11:32 AM Post #44 |
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Hunting Dogs -Chapter Two The warehouse district was lightly busy. Witchbreath's landing spot was somewhat isolated. A delivery hover was parked and ready, a auto drive program locked in and waiting for the press of a return key. Destination, the hunting house. In the back was one large meter sized crate and two slightly smaller ones. Just as per the plan. "Alright, stay in character. Good luck hunters." said Rose. |
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| MacTrom | Jun 3 2013, 01:04 PM Post #45 |
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Sylandra took a short break away from the bridge while they gathered in the exit lock, looking out over the tarmac and the delivery vehicle waiting. "Good fortune, 'all. I be on standby till recall. Just whistle if ya' need a lift." |
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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 | Jun 5 2013, 04:25 AM Post #46 |
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The doctor looked at Travis with a quirked brow when he mentioned needing her help, but she just shrugged, leading him back to the medical bay eventually where she asked about his issue, hopefully it wouldn't take long since the crew was on route to the target, What seems to be the issue? she gave him a look over in a quizzical manner. (Sorry folks, I've been moving all weekend. Four days straight with next to no sleep, I'll try to keep up now that I'm in the new place.) |
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| Grav | Jun 5 2013, 12:15 PM Post #47 |
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Travis followed the Doctor to the med bay quietly, taking in the layout of the ship. It wasn't huge, enough hiding spots to making clearing it a right pain, but that wouldn't be an issue. When they arrived, he nodded and turned on the spot, pulling down at the cloth he wore around his neck revealing what seemed to be a particularly dark, birth mark at the bottom of his neck, just off his left shoulder blade. "It's a neural interface, slimline model. Managed to get one from another beta tester." he said, finishing with a warm smile as he recalled the specifics to himself. "The surgeon said it shouldn't be an issue with regard to security scanners, but I just wanted a second opinion." After the previous job for Hollows in which things got particularly fast and messy, TK had managed to lose or destroy some his sensitive tracking gear. His father once said he'd have lost his own head if it wasn't stuck to his neck, and so he'd done exactly that. No more need for bulky helmets or flimsy neck-rigs, now the tech stuck with him. Cost him an arm and a leg to get it too, not his own limbs of course. "There were some, teething problems to begin with, but nothing recently, though I've been keeping usage to a minimum." |
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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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| Silvox | Jun 5 2013, 03:47 PM Post #48 |
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Looking Travis over Silvia gave him a "You're kidding" type look, but she brought out her flash light along with some magnifying lenses to get a closer look, I've read the preliminary reports on these things, potential for headaches and memory loss... she started mentioning casually, shining the lights in his eyes to check for dilation. You mention teething problems? Care to explain what you mean by that? She raised a gloved hand back and smacked him across the face, then leaning in to look closely at the reddened area and his circulation. |
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| Grav | Jun 6 2013, 11:47 AM Post #49 |
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"My medical colleague was under some pressure at the time of implantation. A rushed job, but necessary nonetheless. It resulted in some strange side effects." he swallowed and shook the memory from his thoughts, all done now. Mixed signals between his eyes, whispering voices from the Cortex, the constant buzz. Enough to drive a weaker off the edge. "These were resolved shortly after, however it still doesn't feel...." he paused, looking up toward the ceiling as he searched for the word. Directly above him a list of invisible possibilities scrolled past his eyes, eventually slowing before stopping on: "...comfortable. More recently I've had some trouble distinguishing between my own thoughts and memories, and information streamed via the link." His pupils widened at the source of light, the rest of his eyes a confused mess of green and brown, with some odd hints of silver at this stage, but he continued to smile nonetheless. Then he got slapped, and the smile quickly faded. He now starred at the Doctor with an uneasy, professional glare. "My temper however, remains unaffected." |
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| Silvox | Jun 6 2013, 03:11 PM Post #50 |
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Silvia gave Travis a concerned look as he starts recanting her with what's happened to him, nodding a bit. His reaction to the slap was what she had expected as well as the reddening to his cheeks and how quickly it went away, I'm sorry, I use that as a reaction test with some patients that I think can handle it. she mentions casually like it's nothing, As a legitimate doctor, I won't tell anyone else about what you tell me in here, unless it MY life is at stake due to your condition, then I'll only tell enough to save myself. That being said, what sorts of strange side effects did you experience? She paused a moment at the way he thought about his words and then what he added, Link to Brain downloads? Do you know if it's a one way link? A thought came to her about that and it worried her about his "condition". |
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| Tojoyama | Jun 7 2013, 11:47 PM Post #51 |
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THE RIDE {Travis, Slade and Silvia} The auto-drive hover slid into traffic and moved quickly out of the suburbs into open country. The first stop out of the city was a simple checkpoint for commercial vehicles, a handing over of a data sheet to a guard who gave it the most speedy of looks and they were on their way again. A speaker beeped from time to time, an announcement of weather and travel times. The countryside was well kept and after a few minutes the traffic thinned to what would seem to be a very private road with only a few hovers, expensive ones and service vehicles only. ... THE PAYOFF {Rose and Sylandra} As soon as the hover left Rose went into Witchbreath and retrieved a briefcase. "Now a payment to shut down security at just the right time." She hailed a taxi and gave an address. The taxi moved off, it too was auto-driven, as were most of the vehicles in the city.
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| Tojoyama | Jun 14 2013, 10:50 PM Post #52 |
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The Ride The trans Hover drove into a warehouse. Inside were a few rows of stacked goods. They looked lonely in the football sized warehouse. The hover stopped a third of the way in. Three uniformed security types approached. Ahead of them another service vehicle was loading up its good back into their hover. The security trio seemed at ease; but to the trained eye and experienced hunter - these three were hunters too. They went through some wand scans, talking freely, looking for holes, for any of the three delivery personnel to slip up and act 'out of character'. The security examined them as they helped them unload for goods inspection. One with Travis played the good ole boy, "That traffic eh? figured you would be another hour or two, guess those auto drivers really know their way." One silver tongued lad took a shine to Silvia, "nice uniforms you have. Like you never worked a day in em, new issue. We have to keep all pressed and sharp, yeah. But it's a living good pay. Say, you think we could get a cup of coffee later? you going to be in the neighborhood?" Slade drew mister inquisitive, "Nothing like the city, what section did you grow up? Me I'm from out litle town called Hooterville, at the Monkey Junction? You know that place? looks run down don't it? but it's quiet just off the main drag, down by that river crossing, what's the name of that bridge? I forget?" ========== The Payoff Sylandra and Rose's hover stopped at an alley. They got out, it went to park or cirlce; or whatever auto hovers did while they waited for their people. Down the alley they walked, stopped and entered a nondescript door. It felt wrong. "Hallo misses." One man. Three women around the small room. They looked on edge. Weapons in their belts or on a table. Ready. Rose and Syl had time to talk before. In their pretend travels. Rose liked cats, not so much dogs. So when she said, "let's get on with this dog and pony show." it was obvious to Syl that she didn't like the set up. Rose took out the handfull bundle of money. The man waved her off. "Sorry Rose. No hard feelings. A better offer's been made." Rose couldn't help it, the slight tick in her cheek. The man read it, cocked his head. "So. You two ladies will just have to wait here. Till after." |
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| MacTrom | Jun 14 2013, 11:10 PM Post #53 |
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Sylandra didn't like the layout, either. Her left hand twitched slightly, missing the usual gun on her hip. Still, she wasn't "unarmed" as it were; there were covert items that she could use in a pinch. "Sorry, boss, but we do have that other engagement. Can't say we can stay long without losin' out on that as well. " She cocked her head at the talker. "Why would we need to hang 'round? " She shrugged. "If you got a better offer, than our deal is off, right? So why hold us here?" She tensed just slightly, watching the one man closely, but keeping the women in her periphery. |
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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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| Devil Tongue | Jun 16 2013, 09:37 AM Post #54 |
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Slade sighed, and glowered at the man. "Look, buddy, I ain't meaning tah' sound rude er' nothin', but I ain't up for no chit chat taday. I've been stuck in ah' transport all day with these two, an' they won't shut up. He wants more overtime, she wants time off tah' run off with tha' next fella tah' give her tha' eye, they're after me as their supervisor tah get it fer 'em, and it took three months ah' submitting and resubmitting forms jist tah' get tha' new uniforms. Mah' boss wants me tah' double our deliveries tah' justify tha' new threads, an' when I get home I get tah' here my wife talk mah ear off about putting in fer a raise so's as she can redo tha' kitchen, and tha' fact there ain't nothin' wrong with tha' old one don't mean nothin' tah' her. "So, iffin yah' don't mind, I'd like tah' finish this in silence, unless yah' got ah' bottle tucked away in which case yer my new best friend. Yah' ain't got one, do yah?" |
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| Grav | Jun 18 2013, 12:21 PM Post #55 |
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Travis stepped out of the truck, looking fresh in his new threads and wearing a disgruntled smile. He offered his good ole boy a shrug, moving to the back of the hover and opening up the doors. "Clear roads and fine weather, just the luck of the gods I guess, could be one of those days." he then replied hopefully. TK reached inside the truck and began pulling one of the cargo crates out with a low grunt. Turning back toward the security detail he asked "What about yourselves, in for a busy one ya reckon?" |
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| Silvox | Jun 18 2013, 05:47 PM Post #56 |
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Silvia looked at the young man that was trying to flirt with her and smirked a bit as she leaned in and whispered into his ear, Sure you can buy me a coffee, and some diamond ear rings with ruby inlays along with a pair of emerald cufflinks and a crystal vibrator for me and my lesbian lover. She casually walks away while letting the man register her words, rejoining Travis and Slade with a sigh, Next gorram kid that hits on me, I swear to... and she just trails off her comment without finishing and places a finger over her own wrist as if checking her pulse, They won't be able to find it. |
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| Tojoyama | Jun 20 2013, 04:38 AM Post #57 |
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THE HOUSE. The man near Slade just gave a light chuckle. "sure comrad. We got a fine canteen. But nothing of the sweet tit until after you hit the main house. We'd all be outa work if you go in getting a pull from us. Stop afters and have a pop or two." The man was a pro. No good old boy. Slade had laid and played him smooth. The man believed him to be just another laborer belly-aching a bit too much. Silvia's lad pressed, "Sure, hey, the more the merrier. Bring her along." but he got a look from the man near Slade and he shut it up fast and walked away. The crates were quickly out. The man with Travis bored into him about routes through the city and alternates. Over-rides to the auto systems to save time. Everything was scanned and loaded back in to the truck. The man that had been talking to Slade slipped into the hover. "I gotta ride up to the front door with you. Name's Butch by the way." He didn't offer a handshake. 'butch' seemed to no longer be interested in these three. They were clear in his mind. Butch entered a code in the auto drive and the hover moved up to the front door of the house. Butch was out fast and the door opened. He took one step in and moved to the side. Anyone following to get the lay of the house would see it as drawn out. A wide hall led to the back of the house. Rooms to the right and left, a large stairway led up. No one else was to be seen except the outline of a large combat armored soldier at the top of the flight of stairs. He waved at Butch, dangled a sub-machine weapon at his side. "just in there." waved Butch toward the armory. ======================================= The Payoff Sylandra shrugged. "If you got a better offer, than our deal is off, right? So why hold us here?" "Probably safer. Not sure the timing of things. You're boys already on the way yeah? Might be others there. Best wait here." Rose looked at the two women closest to Syl, then to Syl. Rose looked like she was going to cry. She trembled, but to Syl the meaning was clear. 'those two are yours' The two women were tall and beefy strong looking. Each had a gun tucked in a belt holding loose trousers with a flannel shirts tucked in. The third woman was across the room. Dressed the same, her gun was on a table she stood next too. Rose looked at the man on the other side of the desk. She begged, "Please..." "Ah don't worry now, I thought you was a .... " Rose stumbled one step forward and lept across the desk, fingers stretched out to the man's throat. |
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| MacTrom | Jun 20 2013, 09:57 AM Post #58 |
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The Payoff Rose's lurch over the table got the attention/distraction of the two women closest to Sylandra and it opened up her opportunity. She sidestepped next to the nearer one, putting that woman between her and the other. As the woman drew her firearm, Syl lashed out with a backhanded jab to the throat, causing the woman to jerk and clutch with her free hand at her injury while reflexively getting off a shot at the floor. Syl grabbed at the weapon, twisting it backward and freeing it from the woman's grip. The second woman, by this time, had stepped forward to get a clear shot at Syl, but the bullet went just past her left ear and she managed to knee the one she was grappling with in the stomach causing her to double over. Syl pushed the weakened woman backward, aiming to collide her with the other guard. The second woman was faster and managed to push back off the body coming at her, and got a second shot off, this one careening off the wall next to Syl's shoulder. Syl spun into an over the head leg kick that caught the gun hand, knocking the weapon free and skidding it off into a far corner. Syl landed a mere meter from her new target and leg swept but missed. The opponent dropped into a fighting stance and glared at her, the first woman lay groaning in a heap on the floor to one side. |
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| Tojoyama | Jun 21 2013, 05:02 AM Post #59 |
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The Payoff There was much crashing on the far side of the desk, an elbow of Rose, a leg kicked up from the man that had been sitting there. The third woman fired a shot toward the desk, it went high and didn't have any affect on stopping the struggle that was occuring out of sight. Third woman started for the desk before realizing the other two women needed help against Sylandra. As Sylandra and second woman squared off, third woman drew down on her. "No, No, No." shouted Rose. She rose with the man in front of her. The man had a huge gash in his left eye, it was bleeding. Rose had half the fingers of her left hand in his left cheek and was twisting and pinching. Her other hand held a small penknife into the underside of the man's chin. Blood flowed freely there too. Rose had a huge welt on her own left cheek, her mouth was round the man's left ear, biting hard. So hard it was difficult to hear what she said, "Geth thuh 'un Thyl." Her insane eyes dared the third woman to make a play. ![]() Rose Renwick |
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| MacTrom | Jun 21 2013, 05:33 AM Post #60 |
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Never taking her eye off the second woman, Sylandra rolled the captured gun in her left hand around and brought it forward, her right hand coming forward to join in a two handed grip aiming at the second woman's torso. "Trigger finger? Got this 'n, Rose. You, down 'side your buddy there, hands behind your back. " As the woman complied, Syl shifted to bring the third woman into sight. The gun followed the second woman, now bringing both of the prone guards into frame. "Best you lower your's as well. Don't need be no blood spilled today." |
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