RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
Dosuun
Smaller Bank
They were in perfect ambush position. Selar and several Outlaw bikers, clad in gray trecnh coats, with masks. The hover trolley was scheduled to come by in about fifteen minutes. which was when they;d hit her, and set things off with a chain reaction explosion across the city.
The citizens of Dosuun would soon realize they were not safe. Not with a Silar around.
"Visual Contact, three blocks."
"How many guards?"
"Bout fifteen dismounts, probably a few inside. Standard formation."
She nodded,and drew her Wildspace Outback Rifle, chambering a 308 round with a pump of the lever. They had a linear ambush set up. All on one side of the street, Ion mine planted dead in the street.
Beyond that a few explosives planted on the Monument to the Knights of Ren two blocks over.
"Alright, three minutes. Check em and load em if you ain't."
There was platinum in those Repulsor Wagons, and that she wanted for her own. Plus it'd make a statement, and let the First Order scum know that Selar Silar, defected FOSB agent was still alive and still kicking.
On the tarmac she gratified with a can of black spray paint as she waited, knelt behind a barricade.
Smaller Bank
OOC: A friendly Outlaw raid. Outlaws and Smugglers feel free to jump in wherever. FO as well. Have fun with it.
They were in perfect ambush position. Selar and several Outlaw bikers, clad in gray trecnh coats, with masks. The hover trolley was scheduled to come by in about fifteen minutes. which was when they;d hit her, and set things off with a chain reaction explosion across the city.
The citizens of Dosuun would soon realize they were not safe. Not with a Silar around.
"Visual Contact, three blocks."
"How many guards?"
"Bout fifteen dismounts, probably a few inside. Standard formation."
She nodded,and drew her Wildspace Outback Rifle, chambering a 308 round with a pump of the lever. They had a linear ambush set up. All on one side of the street, Ion mine planted dead in the street.
Beyond that a few explosives planted on the Monument to the Knights of Ren two blocks over.
"Alright, three minutes. Check em and load em if you ain't."
Why was she doing this?
There was platinum in those Repulsor Wagons, and that she wanted for her own. Plus it'd make a statement, and let the First Order scum know that Selar Silar, defected FOSB agent was still alive and still kicking.
On the tarmac she gratified with a can of black spray paint as she waited, knelt behind a barricade.
A smiley face with an X for a mouth. Complete with Silar Was Here. Eat it.