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[Ravenous]

"Grand Larceny. What an insult." Muttered a disgruntled Ravenous as he glanced over his recently acquired wanted poster specifically the charges on his head.

He'd hardly consider stealing a Holocron filled with the teaching's of Revan from an overstuffed pompous noble "Grand Larceny." Especially considering the Holocron didn't really belong to him anyway. Sure Ravenous didn't have to cut the guy in half on his way out BUT to be fair he called his armed guards on Ravenous first so it all balances out right? Denon is a big place, shouldn't be hard to stay hidden while finding a way off-world after all the authorities don't even know what he looks like under his mask.

Pulling his hood over his head Ravenous headed toward a building with huge shipping containers being lugged around by rusty droids with faulty parts and no doubt mangled wiring. A Denon shipping dock, many an accident occurred here on a daily basis. A lawless line of work where the conditions were almost as poor as the pay though for many this was the only option presented to them after their latest "get rich quick scam" failed, He should know his whole business is comprised of individuals such as these. He made a smart move in deciding to wait until night time to strike for if it was day it would have been impossible to make approach without being spotted by someone.

"Hey! Asshat!" Said a stern looking man with an old and withered clipboard clutched under his arm. He looked stressed or was that anger? Probably the latter. "Do you have any idea how much money that fence costs!?" Yelled the now redfaced man as he referenced the shattered lock on the gate "guarding" the entrance to the dock. What? The door was locked and he had to get in somehow...On an unrelated note Force push is very useful for "picking locks." "Sorry, can't say I do. Can't say I care much either." "What in the?! Why you-" With a flash of indigo Light the deck officer laid dead on the floor firey orange embers expelling from the newly formed hole in his chest.

"I probably shouldn't go around murdering people, after all, violence is never the answer." He said staring into the pale silhouettes that had become the man's eyes. "Unless you ask the right question that is." With that remark, Ravenous descended deeper into the bowels of the dock his sights set on their bound to be colossal server room. Inside must be a manifest of all their shipments and subsequentially a way off this rock.

Not just any ship would do however, he needed one that could get him into neutral space, and with the galaxy being razed to the ground finding one may prove...difficult.

Spoiler: OOC

Firstly don't worry there aren't wild west style posters hanging around Denon that was for comedic effect.
More importantly, I'm not really looking for anything specific you can be the person trying to catch me, the person helping me, the guy selling cabbages, etc

 

[Hacks]

[ T H E M E ]

The months since returning to Denon had been particularly hard on Hacks, struggling with an identity crisis and amnesia. Copious amounts of booze and drugs had lessened some of the burden she carried, but it was her friends that pulled her through it. The skins and punks on Denon weren't just a group of misfits, they were a family. She'd spend most nights with them, passing out in the early hours of the morning in a heavily graffiti'd squatters home with the other punks. Tonight was different, she decided to take a hovertrain ride through the city.

Hacks had mostly remained silent in the Darkwire network but still had access to their CryptNet. She began scanning nearby devices as she whizzed through the city, connecting to the various cams and CorpSec chatters. A ping from the vast dockyard sprawl picked up, structural damage to a gate. She connected to the closest cam, the footage instantly streamed from the cam to her glasses. The low-tech security systems gave her unprecedented access without much resistance. The furrow of a brow followed as she watched a man be killed in cold blood.

"Huh," Hacks muttered as she began to tap into CorpSec chatter again, sending a notification bleep that alerted them to the current situation. She closed the feed and stood up, grabbing a railing to steady herself and slapped her hips, checking that the holstered sluggers were still there. As the train closed in on the nearest stop Hacks quickly fled through the opening doors and into the night. The pitter patter of rain accompanied the streets at this time of night on Denon, only disturbed by the whizzing of nearby speeders overhead and the distant but growing whir of CorpSec sirens.

Darkwire Shadowrunners served an enigmatic purpose but they weren't cold at heart, and every shadowrunner was as complicated as anyone else. Not one shared the same values as others. Hacks herself was a criminal, but she had standards. Sure she'd kill a big wig for a quick buck, but a dock worker minding their own business? Now that was low. Pathetic. She spat into the gutter. Sometimes people needed a little street justice to remind them who's king of this city.

 

[Ravenous]

Blue light illuminated the white bone mold mask shrouding Ravenous's face, the runes etched into the mask leaving his reflection in the screen skewed and warped. The faint smell of smoke assaulted his nostrils as he waited for the dock's manifest to load into his datapad.

He could still feel the heat of his saber as it dangled lifelessly from his belt its thirst for blood yet to be quenched. His head was throbbing with anguish the abysmal hunger inside gluttonous and wanting. Killing the deck officer wasn't enough to satiate his bloodlust and as it turns out the most of the workers left at the dock weren't sufficient either. Every time, every bloody time Ravenous began the cycle of killing and violence in hopes that he could tame the void it always ALWAYS ended the same way.

Nothing. His plans and dreams all consumed by the void. He's left alone drowning in his own anguish. In a bloody room. His arms folded Ravenous glanced over the burning mess he made of the server room scorch marks adorning the walls. "Do your server's always take this long or what?" Asked Ravenous his question aimed at a man slumped over on the floor a monitor lodged inside his chest. "Yes, I can see you. I tend to see things, where other people don't." Ravenous, felt his body twitch an eerie feeling pulsing through his veins. Trouble. Walking towards the nearest window Ravenous took notice of the flashing red and blue lights, evidently, CorpSec has become aware of his presence. "Look's like your up lady." Said Ravenous as he juggled a plethora of Thermal Detonators.

"Just had to take the Nightshift." Sobbed a Mirialan lady handcuffed to a pipe in the back corner of the room. "Isn't it crazy that you guys stored Thermal's AND Handcuff's right next to each other?" Ravenous pulling his cloak tighter over himself approached the lady her distressed expression somewhat leaving an impact on him. Clasping her face in his gloved palm Ravenous funneled Force energy into the mind of the woman using his own pain and rage to force his will onto the woman. "J'us Valia obey Nuyak orders" "I will obey your orders." "J'us Valia strap Temias Kia your Ikuny ir Macias CorpSec." "I will strap these to my body and meet CorpSec." Ravenous shook off his cloak and handed it to the woman. "Wear this to hide the bombs."

Hacks

 

[Hacks]

The high pitched wail of sirens had almost become deafening in the dockyards. CorpSec cruisers amassed overhead, searchlights dancing along the vast landscape of stacked freight containers. When more bodies had been spotted by the searchlights Hacks had overhead a call to ground any transport flights leaving the sector. She knew if the Corpos saw her she was as good as fried, shot on sight by a disruptor. Atomized.

The mod-junkie trailed along an old shadowrunner path that cut into the sewers and then up and out into the dockyards. So long as she got inside the fence she was fine, easier to dodge the searchlights than the zones cordoned off by an increasingly interested CorpSec presence. She may have alerted them to what was going down but she wasn't exactly their friend either. Darkwire had a uniquely estranged relationship with the local government.

Having waded through human and alien waste in the sewers for the last five minutes Hacks began to ascend into a remote area of the dockyards. She glanced up at the flashing lights and quickly moved for the nearest containers to take cover from their searchlights. A cruiser passed overhead and she began to move through the maze of storage facilities, light on her feet and an eye to the sky.

 

[Sinbad and Zoltan]

A hunger crept through the night. Unending. Insatiable. It feasted upon the destruction of the ethereal mind and devoured the spirits of the living. With a glutinous madness like that of a feral dog it hungered for blood. It left a empty feeling in his gut and all he did was simply touch it. It was as though his insides were caving upon themselves replacing all other instincts with the need to feed.

Whatever this dark power was it had beat Zoltan and sinbad to the Corpsec corporate jockey. By all rights the holocron was Zoltan's. He was simply to pick it up... Now he stood across the street from a cordoned off building wrapped in police tape which was the officials home. Sinbad shrugged and stared dumbly at Zoltan through the thickening veil of rain.

"Perhaps it was a dead hooker?" Sinbad began reluctantly "I hear those kinds of thin-".

Zoltan cut the Iridorian off with his free hand while his other rubbed a temple. Their was what felt like a wound in the force nearby. Zoltan knew this had to be something to do with it. Zoltan blindly began meandering through the rain and the streets. Some how he knew he would end up in the right place...

 

[Ravenous]

Golden eyes analyzed the blazing husk of metal that claimed the spot where CorpSec occupied. The panic in the air was palpable, the readying of blasters, the scream's as the red lights on the woman's body lit up and started ticking, the colorful mix of blue and orange as the cloud of cinder rose into the air. He probably shouldn't be happy about the massive loss of life on his hands but when you're this far in you can't really turn back. "Welp I better dip before any more of those guys show up." Stuffing four more detonators inside his bag Ravenous was on his way his sought after files in his hands. Without warning the voice's in his head began to grow louder more intense and focused.

The presence of another, yes that must be it. Though this one seemed more...troubled than most...

They must be here for him it's the only logical reason, someone would head TOWARDS the giant fireball. He could try to run but if someone really wanted to find him it wouldn't be hard so running was out of the question. Besides its not as though some lowly donut-eating cop has a chance in hell of bringing him in. Scanning the room Ravenous found a good-sized crate in the middle of the room, perfect place to sit until his adversary arrives. According to the label, there's even cookie's inside!

Hacks | Sinbad and Zoltan

 

[Hacks]

Hacks had been listening in on the CorpSec chatter when the connection cut. A second later she saw it, a growing plume of fire and then a shockwave that she felt run through her and unsettled the dust. She was filthy now, covered in grime and soot. She turned her head and whispered to herself, "Holy karkin' force." She didn't understand the complete insanity behind the action. CorpSec was mean't as a diversion to this lunatic while Hacks did the real work. Now she feared that the Direx Board would come down with the entire hammer of the law. She was in just as much danger as this now terrorist. It would be minutes before the stream of Corpos arrived and she had to act fast.

She had no intention of sticking around and killing this person, not anymore, but she wanted to know who it was. She broke into a sprint, no longer caring about stealth, as she moved through the dockyards and along a trail of dockworker corpses. Coming close to an office building she slowed into a trot. Deciding not to tackle this situation head on she darted right of the entrance and began to climb up a gutter pipe and upwards onto the roof of the building. Hacks ran her hands down her hips and checked inside her jacket again, assured her weapons were readily available. She took one last glance towards the city where a growing swarm of CorpSec sirens amassed, then she climbed down into the office through a roof access hatch.

 

[Ravenous]

"Ecstasy. Pure ecstasy." Said Ravenous his mouth filled with chocolate chip cookies. Not just any cookie however no these were different, the dough wasn't brittle, the chips melted in your mouth, each one had a certain degree of chewiness. Perfection. If only his crunching muffled out the sounds coming from the roof followed by a growing presence in his mind. Did they intend to pounce on him from above? Maybe but if they did their unshielded would have revealed their intentions.

"You can come out of there. I have cookies and-" Ravenous looked inside the crate and frowned disappointment washing over him. "Well, I HAD cookies." As if on cue Hacks leaped down into the room her odd appearance earning a quick once over from the Dark Jedi. "Woah. Not what I was expecting." Approaching what he assumed to be a woman Ravenous held out his hand wiggling his fingers in anticipation. "Got a name?"