The Fool
he/him
An ex-cartel lieutenant? Maybe? This side of the galaxy was infested with all sorts of scum. Yet, Sentiri seemed to possess far more finesse for a crime lord’s right hand. She didn’t have that stench of trash that usually followed such associations. The First Order? Does come with that air in her walk and manners but they hated aliens, right? Did it even matter?
"There's the complex," Sentiri said, pulling herself out of her brief reverie as the square of office buildings and manufacturing constructs rose out over the skyline. "I'll follow your lead."
He parked the vehicle at an adjacent parking lot, checked on his gun and the ammo, squinted at the residing pain from the shot, and nodded silently to Sentiri. Time to find this Karn Yoffehrik bastard, see what he knows.
A man completely identical in appearance to their employer - Arkadi Cortez - tied upside down on a chandelier and severely mutilated but still alive. Two familiar women - Lydia and Freya - stood before him with intricate tools of torture in their hands. The surprise on both sides lasted not more than a few seconds before the HRD, fast as the best assassin droid in the market, produced her blaster and fired at the two investigators.
“What the fuck?!” Roman growled as he ducked behind cover. Blaster fire roared unstoppable over his head. “Is that Cortez?”
He fired a potshot but hit nothing that mattered.
They were locked in a fight to the death.
Sentiri
"There's the complex," Sentiri said, pulling herself out of her brief reverie as the square of office buildings and manufacturing constructs rose out over the skyline. "I'll follow your lead."
He parked the vehicle at an adjacent parking lot, checked on his gun and the ammo, squinted at the residing pain from the shot, and nodded silently to Sentiri. Time to find this Karn Yoffehrik bastard, see what he knows.
The pair infiltrated the building of Chainlink Industries rather easily, considering how good Sentiri seemed to be at being covert; something Roman wasn’t extremely apt at. Karn Yoffehrik turned out to be the CEO of the company, residing at the top - the fourteenth floor- where his office was. With Sentiri’s slicing capabilities they gained access upwards, while utilizing Roman as an obstacle remover. Safe to say, a lot of employees found themselves bound and knocked out.
If they were to learn more from Karn, a man who they learned to be the face of a charitable cause, about his sick adventures at Treasure Pleasure - the two needed to have him alone without being able to call in any security.
When the door slid open to the man’s clearly richly decorated office they didn’t expect to see…
If they were to learn more from Karn, a man who they learned to be the face of a charitable cause, about his sick adventures at Treasure Pleasure - the two needed to have him alone without being able to call in any security.
When the door slid open to the man’s clearly richly decorated office they didn’t expect to see…
A man completely identical in appearance to their employer - Arkadi Cortez - tied upside down on a chandelier and severely mutilated but still alive. Two familiar women - Lydia and Freya - stood before him with intricate tools of torture in their hands. The surprise on both sides lasted not more than a few seconds before the HRD, fast as the best assassin droid in the market, produced her blaster and fired at the two investigators.
“What the fuck?!” Roman growled as he ducked behind cover. Blaster fire roared unstoppable over his head. “Is that Cortez?”
He fired a potshot but hit nothing that mattered.
They were locked in a fight to the death.
