First Reply Unalone on Altier

[Livia Cadera]

Looking for a bounty rival, someone who just happens to be there, or, if you are happy to agree that your character dies, the bounty target
(Civi clothes only please)

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Location: Altier, ruined industrial complex - THR space
Objective: Take down the bounty
Gear: Beskar'gam, Skeleton, shotgun, Disruptor pistol, a couple of micro-grenades Ship
Tags: OPEN

The client was paying good money for this head. She didnt know why. And the value was the same dead or alive so he or she clearly didnt care that Livia had no intention of hauling some idiot back to her ship. A nice clean job.

She wasnt here as a mandalorian, the mission parameters didnt allow it, she had to make her way into this buried factory on Altier via a club, guns were ok, but rocking up in Beskar'gam, not so much. And getting in another route, also not an option for a myriad of reasons mostly related to the targets paranoia. She had to respect him, he was taking care.

However, Livia was a weapon and as the gantry creaked she flexed her hand to extend her long Dral-kayatr claws on one hand. Anyone who thought she was low risk because she only has a little pistol, that was dumb. She paused as she heard footsteps nearby. Someone else was there, who? She would let them pass a little before making a move. A scream or blaster shot right now would be a mis-step. She would happily carve her bloody way back out, but there was precisely one person that she had to be certain was dead first. She pressed herself backward into an alcove and waited patiently to see who was making the steps.

 

[Dravik Thorne]

Dravik Thorne stood at the edge of the club's upper maintenance level and listened to the building breathe. Old machinery thrummed through the walls, slow and uneven. A distance rumble continued from the music.

The client had been clear. Same price, dead or alive. No urgency in the voice, no emotional weight behind the contract. That told Dravik everything he needed to know. The target was an inconvenience rather than a vendetta.

He had not come through the front. Clubs were loud, unpredictable, and full of variables that liked to panic. Instead, he had followed the maintenence channels, slipping in through a service shaft that had not been

The rifle rested across his back, wrapped and dormant. He would not need it yet.

Dravik did not hurry.

He flexed his corrupted hand once, feeling the slow crawl of power respond. The Nightsisters watched through his eyes, curious but silent for now. They did not care about this bounty.

 

[Livia Cadera]

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Location: Altier, ruined industrial complex - THR space
Objective: Take down the bounty
Gear: Beskar'gam, Skeleton, shotgun, Disruptor pistol, a couple of micro-grenades Ship
Tags: Dravik Thorne

Livia watched as the guards went last and turned the corner, creeping forward at a half crouch until she was past him and at the top of a set of stairs that led down. She placed one foot on the top and then paused, getting a gut feeling that this was too easy, she hadnt seen anyone use this set of stairs at all, there must be a reason. She leaked under the level of the gantry she was descending from and there it was, an infrared laser sensor crossing at about chest height if she continued down the stairs. Better not set that off. She leaned backward and wriggled her way under the laser and was past it, continuing her way down.

Why did she keep getting these feelings thats something was going to go wrong? Or maybe someone else was here. She was no jedi so only had her gut to go on. At the end of this corridor was a series of rooms and one of them should contain her prey if she was lucky. She carried on quickly ducked into one of the side cupboards as she heard the footsteps of another patrol going past. It was a storage cupboard, nothing in here that useful, a couple of snacks she might help herself and a small pistol. It was worse than she already had but nobody ever lost a fight simply because they had an extra gun, so she took it. And slid it into her waistband.

She pulled a small bio tracker up on her watch and detected the presence of a another person walking slowly down the corridor and readied herself to strike if needed.