Ouch Time

[Skosk Fett]

​[member="Dan Tray"]
Nar Shaddaa
Cantina in the lower levels

There was a price for a Dan Tray, this man was a known criminal, force user , and smuggler. The six four, three hundred and ten pounds, armored, mountain of muscle,had entered the room, his arms bulging . His foe was wanted for alive, so the warrior had his trench knife wrapped around his waist and held his heavy repeater in both hands. He was a human who weighed around a one hundred pounds, and was much shorter then the zabrak. He scanned the area, his T-Visor looking at these pathetic low lives. A wookie slave with his bith master holding the poor sod tightly to his left , a twiliek dancer please a crowd of thirsty Deveronians. Behind his target , sat a lonely cyborg longing for company.


The menacing hunter walked toward Dan Tray the one lone human, and not very good at keeping a profile it seemed. ​"Some crime slug wants you brought in, we can do this the hard way." , he paused before continuing ​"Or the easy way. Now stand up!" ​, he speakers sharply spoke. The crowd grew silent, and watched the scene unfold.

 

[Ravenfire]

Dan was on Nar Shaddaa he was in a cantina. Doing the usual drinking away his problems. God he hated force users and he hated when he used the force. The most oppressive and dividing thing in the universe and he had it. Dan didn't care who else was in the Cantina. He wasn't in armour but he had brought his wendigo 4d1 with him. Supposedly some hutt on planet wanted his head or at least that was the story through the grapevine.

Just then some mando came up. Mando's think they rule the galaxy. What did this one want? That question was quickly answer that hutt smile had actually hired bounty hunters. Dan smiled maybe this would be fun. "The Easy way or the Hard way. You just gained my displeasure you should have been told I always want to do it the hard way." Dan says getting out of his seat with the wendigo 4d1.

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[Skosk Fett]

[member="Dan Tray"]

The human wanted a fight, he pointed the blaster at him. Center mass the blaster would have nil effect on him, the layers of beskar were designed to protect him in these areas: Head, shoulders, helmet, the front of the knees, his legs, feet, and hands . However upon further examining the weak spots were obviously his arms, back knee joints, and the lower back. His T-visor stared directly into the smuggler, he was taller, bigger, stronger. His foe was at an obvious disadvantage this close to the towering being. He quickly, with pure brute force, ran as a battering ram forward with his right shoulder aimed for the smuggler's center mass. With the amount of brute power, and weight he had on him, what could his foe do? His beskaram made him double the weight, but even without that extra weight, his brute power and natural size would be enough.


While he may be slow, the explosive and instant physical power he could call on would get the job done without the speed, he was like a mobile tank. If the charge would connect ,the goal would be to send his enemy flying into the cyborg behind him at a high speed. The noise would sound like a loud "WACK!" .His would be victim would be flung into the air boding the cyborg. The extent of the damage would vary, but it would certainly hurt and make his opponent feel dazed should he be successful. ​"The hard way it is!" ​, the mandalorian said violently through his helmet.

 

[Ravenfire]

Dan would fire off a shot as it did nothing. "Damn it," It was then that the mando hit him with a charge and he was flung into the cyborg behind him. "That hurt." He got back to his feet and shot into the air hoping to scare the customers. He then went to a table flipping it and firing a couple more shots at the mando hoping to at least stun him before he got his bottom handed to him on a silver plate.

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[Skosk Fett]

[member="Dan Tray"]

Most foes would not be able to get up so easily from being hit like that, he saw his prize get smart. His foe was keeping his distance from him, the smaller human was scrappy, the table thrown at him has nothing, upon impact against his beskar armor the table broke. But that was not the killing blow, while his bulk, and weight kept him in place. The Fett was delayed, and bam! Blaster bolts hit him upon impact quickly before he could get into cover. This was a master stroke on his opponents side, the volley of shots slowly moved the red tank backwards , causing him to lose ground. His armor had done its job by protecting him, but with the sheer amount of bolts going after him, he was at a disadvantage. There would be bruises, but due to the sheer amount of beskar, and most of the bolt hitting him center mass he was protected. The warrior could not kill the target under any circumstance, he brought his repeater in order to intimidate his target.


Because the target was fighting for his life, had quickly dropped his repeater and decided to charge forward again, his actions were delayed , he was slower, had less breath. Those shots had knocked the air out of him,unknowingly the force had been fueling him, making him stronger. He ran forward, his second advance was slow, and it was obvious he was trying to close the distance. His T-visor fearlessly looking into the smuggler,he was closer now, his arms which were unprotected were an easy target for "Dan Tray" to shoot, and boy would that wound hurt. The red tank ran with power, and was ready to go after the enemy. Even if he was slower now.

 

[Ravenfire]

The Table and blaster bolts slowed down his attacker. Good he had some more time to think quickly. He saw the weaker sections of the armour under the arms. So that is where he shot the man before moving aside and trying to trip him. "Take that you mando bounty hunter. After this I'm going to kill the Hutt slime that hired you." Dan was ready for anything else he hoped there was no more but he was ready just in case.

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[Skosk Fett]

The bolt hit his massive arm, making mobility little to none existant on his right arm. The injury had hurt like a gundark giving birth, the tough bastard kept stumbling forward , and falling to the right of [member="Dan Tray"] . Before falling flat on his face, the mando attempted a left hook to the right hip of his foe, beskar beskar knuckles would effectively damage nerves if the hit landed. This was due to the metal, and raw strength the injured warrior still had, even if injured. It was a desperate attempt in a fight that had quickly turned toward the better for this little conniving , skuta . Falling forward on his face he would do a slower then normal wrestling roll backwards away from the foe in order to try and gain composure.

The mandalorian quickly realized his mistake, his fighting style required closing the distance . Not only this , but the speed of his roll gave a chance for his opponent to strike him again, in a defenseless state. What made things was even if the roll away from Dan was successful, he would give the career criminal more time to shot him with his blaster. These were rookie mistakes that were starting to add up.Tactics would need to be changed if he had hoped of winning, and things were beginning to unfold this battle quickly away from him. He expected to make a few mistakes due to being locked away in carbonite , but this nearly could cost him his life. How could he be so stupid ? He was silent , not responding to his enemy taunting him.

[member="Dan Tray"]

 

[Ravenfire]

Dan wouldn't be focusing on the bounty hunter when his beskar knuckles hit him and bit through his clothes and into his skin. Dan swore every word possible before firing a bolt into the mando aiming at his under arm again. He then saw the mando roll away from him. The anger in him bubbled up and he fired straight at the mando's helmet. Then he felt something strange as if a power was over taking him. He felt faster and stronger he fired another blast of shots.

He hoped it stop the mando this time. He didn't want to kill the mando as they hated the force as much as him. He just wanted to wound him enough that he could leave and kill the shutta that had made the bounty on his head. When he found them he would make them feel all the pain he was feeling plus some. But his vendetta was not against the mando just his employer.

[member="Skosk Fett"]

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Dan Tray"]

While rolling the mandalorian was shot in the left arm now, cause him to spiral out of control before crashing into another table. Before he could get up , the rate of fire was kicked up to the extreme. Pew Pew Pew ! Blasts where hitting him everywhere, and one managed to hit his helmet. Most would have their necks broken from the sheer force of a bolt hitting ones head straight on, but due to his injury prevention training, the elite athlete only had had a minor concussion from the successful hit. His muscle fibers, and skin tissue would recover, they were not bad injuries, no deformities would be caused. However, there was internal bleeding throughout the body, that could kill the armor-clad warrior if he was not properly seen to.

The red armored tank had little fuel left to give, he was dizzy from being concussed. The multiple contusions on his body was weighing on the warrior being able to stay conscious. The only thought in his mind was getting through this , he need to change tactics quickly; It was starting to almost be too late. More bolts kept pinning the injured zabrak down, the sheer force holding him down. While his armor was doing its job efficiently taking no damage, the injuries he was sustaining would be to much. Yet he kept struggling too get up, a true warrior never stopped until he couldn't anymore, struggling to move his arms in order to grasp anything to help him recover. This was to no avail, his big guns he called his arms were numb. The amount of muscle he had was certainly a tribute to his deadliness. But having this was not enough, especially when fighting a foe who was contempt at facing the giant at a distance.

He fell forward, desperately crawling toward his target, he was however, close to exhaustion.

 

[Ravenfire]

Dan watched the Mando fell over. The attacks had done their jobs. But the mando was still crawling to him. Dan shot him once or twice before stepping around the man to the exit. "Hey mando, if you even want a job come find me again I might be able to think something. Otherwise I am going to kill that shutta who hired you, he has no business sending someone after me after I did that last job of him. And Mando, if you ever figure out how to remove the force from people come find me, I hate being a force user." He then exits.

Hours later on the news, "a hutt and it's guard where all killed by an unknown attacker, who the hutt had supposedly but a bounty on. However police had requested anyone with information should come forward to them." The news would the talk about something else as Dan would smile, he had killed a backstabber all in a days work for him.

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