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Impressive Title [Pandeima, Daxton, Sarkus]

Aboard the Quickshot
@[member="Pandeima"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"] @[member="Daxton Bane"]

It was a rare day off for Yvorre Morcade.

The former Mandalorian - or dar'manda if you wanted to be technical - was aboard her ship, a BR-0117 Resol'nare currently docked at one of the many starship ports on Ord Mantell, helmet off and sitting on the surface next to her as she cleaned her weapons. Later, she would probably go looking for something to shoot, just to keep her skills sharp. It never paid to let your guard down, after all.

The Firrerro's knife was strapped to her thigh, and her sniper rifle was leaning against the wall, within grabbing distance. Her deecee, however, wouldn't be much use if she was attacked, as it was in pieces as she gave the blaster a thorough cleaning.
 
Among the many things Daxton was, forgiving was not even on the list. Already on the trail of the foolishly inept assassins who struck at the Templar Citadel on Roon, he was on the trail of most interesting lead. Whether the target was part of the attacking team or not, it was irrelevant to the Sith Lord. He simply want to make some one suffer in the horrible way for his own amusements. What better reason was there after all to hunt down another sentient being and quench their life essences?



@[member="Pandeima"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"] @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]
 

Sarkus Twin Kilborn

The Warrior Time Forgot
He was having lunch when he got the notification from his datapad, he didn't check it straight away as he thought that it was another message of his love Isis, but he eventually checked it out of curiosity and found it to be from Circe, which shocked him as he had not talked to Circe in a long time and did not like it the last time. He stood up, the mission looked to be well and worthy of his skill so he grabbed his equipment and straps his dual lightsabers to his belt and heads for his ship Twin Speed

After arriving he noticed Daxton and greeted him with a simple nod and leans against the wall, waiting for Circe.

@[member="Pandeima"] @[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]
 
The best part about hunting down targets for your experiments was twofold. On one hand, it gave you the opportunity to reopen connections with old friends. On the other, you got to pay back old debts. In @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]'s case, she had worked for Circe - then promptly took up the quickly-fulfilled bounty on the green-skinned woman's head. Circe didn't intend to kill her... No, she merely planned on using Yvorre as a basis for some particularly unethical experiments.

"Hello, gentlemen. I assume you both know why you're here." The illusory form of Circe shimmered, indicating that the real one was somewhere else, likely gathering intel on the target. "I want her captured. Preferably alive. If you have to critically wound her or remove some of her limbs, feel free to. But I would prefer to have her as intact as possible... though I know you two probably won't make that happen."

And as her illusion faded away, the hunt began.

@[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 
Something made Yvorre move faster then normal, reassembling her deecee-fifteen and holstering it. The unknowingly hunted woman reached for her sniper rifle, slung it across her back long enough to replace her helmet, before shrugging it back around into a firing position. Although...if she pulled the trigger, she would accomplish nothing but putting a smoking hole in the ground about a foot from her left boot.

@[member="Pandeima"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"] @[member="Daxton Bane"]
 
Nodding to his companion to acknowledge him, Daxton kept his peace. He hadn't hunted with him before and so was unsure what to expect from the other man. But in his experience, in a hunt it was best to rely on one's self than others. After all it could easily be a double cross if the man had that on his mind.

Grinning at Pandeima beneath his mirrored helm, he said calmly to reassure her. "I don't need to remove any limbs to get her for you, my lady." After all nothing was said about being mentally intact. All Daxton needed was to get in range and he could rip her mind apart. His intelligence indicated she was somehow associated with his attackers and he intended to rip that knowledge from her head by any means necessary.

Naturally, he didn't need to share that little tidbit with the others as he liked to play his cards rather close. Turning to his companion he said, "So are you ready for the hunt?"

@[member="Pandeima"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 

Sarkus Twin Kilborn

The Warrior Time Forgot
He watched his apparent partner in crime and studied him, his Anzati genes means he could delve deep into the man's mind but he did not. He was here for mission and believed that trust must be committed between two Bounty Hunters as they now seemed to be. He put his mask on and released his proboscises, he didnt hear anything about not draining the target of precious soup.

He snapped back into the real world and turned to face Daxton, "Aye, I suppose you wish not to exchange pleasantries?" Queried Sarkus as he flipped his hood over his head and waited for Daxton allowing him to take charge of this.

@[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]
 
"We could but we both know we are dark siders, anything we might utter may be an untruth." Anyone foolish enough to try and probe Daxton's mind was in for very nasty surprise. For not only was he a gifted mentalist skilled in mental attacks and defenses, but there was an even greater evil lurking in the shadows. The Heart of Darkness, the amassed souls and consciousness of over a million souls resided in Daxton's deepest psyche, waiting patiently for the foolish to open a link so that they could lash out and add more to their numbers. "But since we have to work together, I might as well introduce myself. Daxton Bane, at your service."


@[member="Pandeima"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 
The two of them were engaging in humorous dialogue. Excellent... Circe smiled from her enraptured position as she continued to watch over @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]. The former Mandalorian would receive adequate punishment for her misdeeds. Yes she would...

"I wonder how she'll scream during the experiment..."

@[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"] @[member="Daxton Bane"]
 

Sarkus Twin Kilborn

The Warrior Time Forgot
He eyed the pther Dark sider. He had 6,000 years of growing his naturally powerful Anzatiind skills, he rarely found some who could block him, bar Epicanthix, who were naturally immune. He nodded his head and said "Darth Twin, hope you won't slow me down" He joked.

"Where do you suppose this Mandalorian be?"

@[member="Circe Savan"] @[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]
 
"I don't rightly know. All I was given are the coords where her ship is supposed to be exiting at. We are on an intercept to that location as we speak." A few seconds later, a low buzzing sound could be heard indicating that they were about to exit into normal space.

Sitting down on the pilot's chair, he switched the scanners on and began searching for their target. "Heads up. We might have a possible tango. 2.4 clicks out."

@Pandeima @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 

Sarkus Twin Kilborn

The Warrior Time Forgot
He sat down and prepared the weapons for fighting as he nodded his head listening to Daxton, Well I'm sure it shouldn't be too difficult to locate a Mandalorian, the armour generally gives them away. And not everyone is a fan of them. He focussed on the target and prepared weapons to fire if necessary. He leaned back slightly, relaxing slightly.

@[member="Daxton Bane"]
 
@[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"] @[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Circe Savan"]

Yvorre, still unaware of her current predicament, headed for the cliffs of the planet. She wasn't intending to set up an actual sniper position - just some long-range shots to keep her trigger finger ready. Once at the top, she crouched under the scant cover provided by bushes and...tree. Just one tree here. The black of her armor was useful, but the gold wasn't exactly stealth-gold. It didn't sparkle or glitter or gleam or anything else stupid, but it was still gold.
 
"Entering atmo. We got a lock on the ship. Confirming its the target's vessel. Take it out so she has no means of escape." Daxton spoke with as much emotion as if he were discuss the price of beef at the local market. Pulling the ship into a tight barrel run, allowing them a quick pass over the target vessel. In and out before their sonic boom alerted the target of their presence.

Once her means of escape was destroyed, he would land their craft and they could start the hunt properly.



@Pandeima @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 
From nearby, Circe eyed over the location of the target. This woman had so willingly switched allegiances over a pile of credits. That wasn't the Mandalorian way - no wonder she had been exiled. Remaining perfectly still, covered with a bush that she had grown around her to stay inconspicuous against the treescape, she continued to observe - motionless and noiseless - against the landscape.

"This is fun..."

@[member="Yvorre Morcade"] @[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 

Sarkus Twin Kilborn

The Warrior Time Forgot
He fired upon the ship, destroying the ship and nods his head to Daxton, he was ready to locate their target. He stood and walked to the ramp, ready to start the search as he pulled his hood over his head and waited for Daxton.

@[member="Daxton Bane"]
 
Yvorre wheeled as her ship exploded. She felt a rare flare of emotion - anger, the one she was most familiar with - as the destruction of the Quickshot. She had, actually, liked that ship. Plus her spare ammo was on board, so now whoever they were had a very angry dar'manda on their hands. Tracking the path of fire, she scanned the sky until she sighted the ship that @[member="Daxton Bane"] and @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"] were on board. Her grip tightened on her rifle as she tracked the offending ship with her HUD.

@[member="Circe Savan"]
 
Even as the pulsing bolts left the weapons pods, Daxton placed their ship in a corkscrew maneuver that piled on the g forces caused him to squirm in his seat. As uncomfortable as it was, the sudden jerking motion made it even harder to track them before the ship disappeared into a cloud bank.

Now that the prey had no means of escape, Daxton activated autopilot before he unbuckled himself and got out of the pilot's chair. Now the vessel would remain in orbit until he summoned it again, safe from capture in case she eluded them.

Walking to the rear, he opened an access panel and smiled as the wind whipped against his face. Without another word he stepped out in the void, his armor suit riding the wind currents as he glided to the ground.

@Pandeima @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 

Sarkus Twin Kilborn

The Warrior Time Forgot
He felt the G forces strain on his body and attempt to rock him sense as he grips onto a handle by the ramp. He watches Daxton approach and jump off the ramp into the open and dive to the ground. Twin turns around and curses then looks back, then curses again.

"Oh god, gunna have to dive to certain death." Shakes his head then runs off the ramp and dives straight down, he feels the air rush past his mask, his proboscises shaking in the air. His armour remaining tight to his body.

He could see Daxton but he was a far distance below him. It would be impossible to catch up and then slow down without causing himself some damage.

@[member="Circe Savan"] @[member="Daxton Bane"] @[member="Yvorre Morcade"]
 
The wind buffeted the Sith Lord as it caught the special vents in his armor and his fall gradually slowed to a glide to the ground as he rode the air current. As soon as he landed, he palmed a lightsaber in both hands as his internal HUD updated him on his location in comparison to the last known position of the destroyed space craft. Reaching to the Force, Daxton bent the light around him, causing his image to slowly fade into nothing as he blended into the surrounding foliage. Moving with light cat like footfalls, he began to close in on his target.


@Pandeima @[member="Sarkus Twin Kilborn"]
 

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