In Good Hands

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Echo'Iya
Time: 0900
Objective: Obtain beskar from pirate den.

Miss Blonde sat inside the cabin of a small D-20 dropship wearing herarmor within the bird that could easily fit thirty people, but today it was barren of life but her and a contact from the Mandalorian Crusaders. Being part of the Shadow Collective and one of the leaders of the Black Tie Syndicate Miss Blonde could go places and hear things that your average mando simply couldn't. And when word came down the pipe about a few pirates killing some beskar miners on the small barren moon then stealing the remaining worms, Miss Blonde passed the information along to [member="Isley Verd"] who by all means was the leader of the crusader movement.

And of course this wasn't the job for an entire squad of mandos, a couple of pirates sitting on some beskar in a bar. That was a two man job, and Miss Blonde was going to certainly be a part of it. She came up with the info and since Isley couldn't be bothered to deal with small things like this [member="Zef Halo"] was sent to ensure the beskar was placed back into safe hands.

So sitting across from her Miss Blonde looked up at him and gave a thumbs up. She had heard of the man before, only in passing but she'd heard the tales about his former smuggling life. And upon further research he was the owner of some pharmaceutical company.

"How old are you, friend?" Miss Blonde asked the man as the ship shook a little.

They were approaching the target and soon they'd have to bail out into barren moon with no atmosphere to have a firefight within a pressurized metal building filled with pirates. What could go wrong?

 

[Zef Halo]

Of course, Isley had to be busy...Leave the dirty work to Zef...


Zef had his ankles crossed as he semi-lied on the metal bench of the dropship he was on board on. Sitting silently across from the short armored woman he had to work with, the scoundrel was contemplating his recent meeting with his daughter. He had abandoned her and her mother when she had still been a newborn, these thought kept creeping in his mind whenever silence lingered just like now.

"How old are you, friend?"

She broke the silence first for which Zef was glad for, her engagement in dialogue had waved away his numerous thoughts regarding his Jedi daughter. The Mandalorian focused on the silver armored female figure that spoke and who she was - Miss Blonde. That is how he knew she went by, he had smuggled in the past various things for the Red Ravens and her name always kept on appearing as the contract. The Mandalorian was never able to meet her face-to-face but he'd heard about her and very likely was it that she had heard about him, both had operated in the underworld. He knew just a little bit more about her. She was definetely not your average criminal. One would learn to analyse people easily if he worked for a long time in the underworld and used his brain. It was a necessary skill to survive.

"Ain't that a bit impolite to ask of an older man, Blonde ?" His reply sarcastic but in a non-malicious way and with his Corellian accent. "Really late 40s, happy ?"

"You ready to kick some ass and chew bubble gum, blondie ?" Zef asked with a smirk behind his helmet as he felt the ship activating its backthrusters for landing.


And we are all out of bubble gum...

[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Zef Halo"]

"It's so refreshing to not have to deal with kids who want to be the next kingpin is all." Miss Blonde said with a chuckle as she stood up.

Reaching over she grabbed her small compact SMG and jammed a clip into it, once seated she tugged the mag to make sure it was in place then cocked the bolt back to chamber a round. Running through all her HUD's systems she made sure her oxygen was ready and sealed so when the dropship opened up they could step out onto the moon without an atmosphere.

"I am always ready to throw down." Miss Blonde looked over to the pilot in the cabin and gave her a thumbs up.

Miss Blonde's suit began to flow oxygen and the dropship opened up to show a small bar in the middle of nowhere. The beskar stolen by the Pirates was within and it was time to steal it back. Outside multiple ships were set down and it was clear that this was going to be a fight within the average sized bar.

Taking the first step the woman walked down the ramp and approached the front door with the mando by her side. It was an open bar and now base of operations for the Pirates. The Pirates were expecting Blonde and she had called ahead as a potential buyer for the ore. But the only thing she'd be bartering with would be slugs.

The airlock opened up and the two slipped inside. Everything pressured and the moment of action was almost upon them.

"You wanna introduce yourself first?" Miss Blonde said following with an audible click of a safety being switched off.

 

[Zef Halo]

Zef scoffed at her comment about kids, she was right. He had been seeing it his whole life, kids going crazy and dying young. It was a common characteristic of the underworld. Zef had survived that phase of his life because he'd always been a cunning man.


The Mandalorian saw her begin her preparations and so he did begin his own. Checking the ammunitions on his Verpine pistol and doing a check up on his HUD for the status of his armor along with every armament it came with. All was ready and set to go. Stealing a glimpse at Miss Blonde, he realized that she wasnt karking around. Besides, her reputation in the galactic underworld did not build itself. Especially with her height, you'd be a fool to underestimate her.

"Sure, Blonde. A good ol' Mando introduction is an experience that anyone has to have once in his life." He told her as they entered the establishment.

"From Mandalore, with Love."

And all hell broke loose...


[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Zef Halo"]

When the door swung open the first thing the pirate at the front door saw was Zef and Miss Blonde point their weapons at him, then the next thing was him being blown away in a spray of bullets and red mist from out the back of his chest. When the man dropped dead Miss Blonde rushed forward in a dive as blaster bolts started to pour into the airlock. She didn't know if Zef dodged the attack but she had faith he was alright.

With her dive springing her forward the woman came up in a power slide as if she were a rockstar on a stage delivering a solo, only instead of having a guitar as her instrument the woman had pulled a nine in one hand and in the other her .45 caliber sub machine gun. Towards her left the pirates who were set at a few booths had begun the process of starting to rise up to face the threat, but were quickly sprayed by a hail of bullets that riddled their bodies and painted the wall behind them with globs and streams of blood until the gun's bolt locked backwards signifying it was spent.

On her right side with the nine millimeter the woman shot at the pirate here and there until her power slide lead her towards the crotch of a rather large and hulking man that stood almost seven feet tall. Blonde looked up at him from his crotch and the man just gave a sick smile as he reached for his pistol.

But before the man could finish the motion Patricia placed her nine against the man's crotch as she looked up at him.

"No." the man said with fear lacing his voice.

"Yup." The sound of a pistol going off and a man screaming resonated out before those screams were cut short by a knuckle plate vibroknife sank into a particular pirates face over and over again.

But there was still plenty of action to be had, blaster bolts were flying around a plenty.

 

[Zef Halo]

Both their entry was literally explosive. The first to greet them was the first to wave goodbye to this galaxy. The pirates were quick to react as a hail of blasterfire had immediately rained upon the him and Miss Blonde. She was definitely faster and he blamed his older age of becoming slower as he had to take in a few shots with his armor before sliding down towards a fallen table to use as cover. As he slid down, his verpine pistol did what it was supposed to do - kill quickly regardless of armor. Despite his older age, his accuracy and expertise with a gun seemed only better.

The table did not hold long, Zef had only a glimpse of Miss Blonde and it was a hilarious one as she had appeared somehow just inches away from a pirate's crotch. Of course, it all resulted with the man's hideous screams and Zef shuddering all over at the thought of blasting a man's pride into nothing. The Mandalorian did not have much time to shudder about that thought as blasters pierced the table and dissipitated into his armor.

"I am tired of this motherkarkin pirates in this motherkarkin bar."

As he stood up abruptly, with one hand firing as if on a training grounds his verpine shatter pistol, while the other was at the opposite way targeted at three pirates taking lethal aim. The Mandalorian would not give them their time as he unleashed the krak- fire from his wrist flamethrower and the screams of men being roasted alive filled the bar. Zef did not have the time to look at the masterpiece of pyro art as half a dozen men stormed into the fray from a backdoor.

<You got something special to sweep 'em all, Blonde?> The Mandalorian spoke on the comlink in his helmet on the channel that both shared. Heat was rising drastically in this bar, perhaps Blonde had the solution to clean this mess. You can always trust a crime lord to know how to dissipiate such heat when it happened.


[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Zef Halo"]i

With blood staining her helmet and body the woman looked up and over towards Zef to see he had taken out quite the fair share of pirates, but was starting to take a few hits to his armor. He wasn't as nimble as her so that made sense, however he was still in trouble. What with up to seven guys coming through the back of the bar wanting to murder him, and with his cover that dilapidated they certainly had the chance to. But when the man chimed in on the comms the woman had just what they needed.

Reaching at her belt the woman grabbed a device about the size of a small cantaloupe and began to push a few buttons on it.

"Yeah just give me a second!" Miss Blonde said as she began to prime the device.

The grenade let out a long beep showing that it was primed are ready. Blonde would then turn a dial on it and set it to a rather nasty mode before reaching up from behind the bar and looking over towards the Pirates by the back door. Once her mark was found the woman threw the device then dived behind the bar.

The small ball rolled by the Pirates feet and they paused to look down at it. They had no idea what it was and before they could find out it activated. In almost an instant the men collapsed on themselves. And the word collapsed was being generous. The device let out a large almost "womp" noise, and gravity intensified by over a hundred times a standard planets.

The men were the equivalent of empty beer cans that were crushed flat. Only instead of air and tin it was bones and blood.

"Did it work?!" Miss Blonde said from behind the bar.

 

[Zef Halo]

"Did it work?!"

Zef peeked over the almost gone table to see what had made the womp noise which resulted in a sudden silence lingering in the bar. What he saw waas quite obnoxious but very karking effective. He slowly stood up, the sensors on his helmet not reading any future appearances from pirates around and he gave a sarcastic comment:

"Nah, I don't think it did. Expected a bit more from the notorious Miss Blonde."

The Mandalorian proceeded towards where the pile of bones and blood were located and carefully jumping over them. It was not a pleasant sight and he evaded stepping into that mess that used to be living beings. As he did so he called out to Miss Blonde:

"Say, how do you get your hands on one of these quick solution things you just tossed? I think I need a quick solution to my problems in the future." Zef shrugged as he awaited for Miss Blonde to lead the way while standing at the threshold of the back door from where the pirates-gone-soup had come from.


[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Zef Halo"]

Peaking her head up from behind the bar the woman looked over towards the horror show that was the spent gravity grenade. Men were crushed into red paste and their blood began to pool around the ground and fill the indented earth where the floor had broken into itself. Miss Blonde would then stand up reach to one of the magazines on her belt and jam it into her submachine gun before sending the bolt home to chamber another round. Popping another clip into the pistol she looked over to Zef and would answer her question as the CW-77 pistol recreated itself back down into the armor of her wrist.

"I built it. Just like everything I'm wearing and using." Miss Blonde said as she hoped over the bar.

Watching Zef skirt around the blood and guts the woman laughed at that sight. An old weathered mando stepping around blood and gore like a week one greenhorn. It just wasn't something that you saw every day. But Miss Blonde walked right through it like it was nothing.

"Don't be such a Vag." The woman said as she walked up to the back door where the Pirates had burst through.

"I got this." Grabbing her data logger the woman linked it to the door control and scrambled it's controls until it opened.

But when it did open the surprised panic fire of an automatic blaster shot forward causing Miss Blonde to shift herself to hide behind the doorframe. By the looks of things only one guy was firing so he must of been the last pirate that either wasn't dead or bonked out.

"Take him alive." Blonde said as she reached to her belt and pulled a flash bang.

Pulling the pin she tossed it inside the door from around the frame and would wait for it to go off so Zef could handle the situation.

 

[Zef Halo]

Zef analysed her and her words, she was self-made to the core. He wondered if he was that self-made himself, judging by her not that much. The Mandalorian simply shrugged at her comment, he didn't want to get dirty if he could avoid it. The crime lady arrived at the locked door and began doing her own thing to unlock it. With a few tweaks on her data logger that had been plugged into the doors controls, the door slid open to reveal the last pirate of the group firing at them.

Miss Blonde shifted behind the wall to hide from the fire while Zef took a hit before he dodged, his helmet sensors had malfunctioned not giving any thermal signature of the man that had been behind the door. As the crime lady threw a flash grenade where the pirate was stating that he had to take him alive, the Mandalorian commented as he dashed towards the screaming pirate.

"I really need a new armor..."

Zef pulled out another pistol - a TIR stunner - rather than the Verpine shatter pistol and easily dispatched the pirate who fell on the ground completely stunned from the power of his stun pistol.

"He's all yours, Blonde. About that grenade...I really a few, you know." He was ready to start haggling for a price right here, right now.


Once a smuggler, forever a smuggler...


[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Zef Halo"]

With Zef handling the pirate inside the room Miss Blonde stepped forward and entered the room to look down at the young man who was squirming in stun energy that was about the equivalent of getting hit by a tazer. But by the looks of the kid he was only twenty maybe even younger, but that didn't matter. Using her power armor the woman hoisted the man up to his feet with a single hand then cuffed his hands behind their back before pushing him against a crate.

"I'm going to ask this once, and only once. Then I'm gonna get violent. Where's the beskar?" She asked the young man.

The kid remained quiet for a moment thinking on what he was going to do. Looking around the beskar wasn't in the room and it was clear it was hidden somewhere around here. So that was going to have to change real quick. A few more moments passed by and Miss Blonde let out an audible sigh.

"Any gear you want is on the house, also you might want to look away Z." Miss Blonde reached for her data logger unclasped it then set in on a nearby shelf.

Cycling through a few songs the woman set it to a particular one then reached into her utility belt to pull out a straight razor that gleamed against the light. Taking that the woman opened up the blade as the music played.

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"No please! We can talk about this! What are you going go do?!" The man asked as he was seemingly paralyzed with fear.

"Oh Imma do the best I can." And with that Miss Blonde slowly danced towards him.

What came afterwards wouldn't be described. The screams that came from the young man's mouth echoed throughout the corpse filled bar along with the music until two words rang out like a choir of angels that were in a death metal band.

"I'LL TALK!!" The young pirate screamed out.

Miss Blonde who was currently holding one of his ears and a few fingers threw them to the side have the kid a thumbs up.

"It's in the ceiling, on the right above you." The man said as he took deep long breaths.

Blonde grabbed her SMG and sprayed that area of the ceiling until something heavy gave way and a crate of beskar dropped down onto the floor. Blonde smiled under her helmet and walked over to the crate to activate it's hover ability.

"Let's be off Z." The woman said as she carted the crate of beskar out of the store room so they could get out of there.