Unusual Mercenary Business

[MAD]

Curoscant, lower levels...

@[member="Dark Onyx"]

50,000 credits was a lot. About ten times his standard amount in ordinary battle. Apparently the Empire really wanted this guy dead, for one reason or another. Didn't matter to him. Also, the chance to pelt a Sith like a wookie was almost the chance of a life time. Hidden beneath common robes the in his opinion made him seem like one of those moronic Jedi, MAD strutted through the street in full gear, sporting this time his ancient DC-19 Stealth Carbine. If he could, he would assassinate him from a distance, though if that fell apart, he could always try for his lightsaber. It wouldn't be much contest, being as he's the Sith in this fight, but he could at least try his hand in it; and if things went south he could just pop out a CryBan grenade in the midst of battle and freeze the guy before a publicized decapitation.

Speaking of publicized....

Additionally to his arsenal, today MAD wore a wire.... lots of them. He wanted to make sure that all would see the death of Darren Onyx. Floating at their positions and following him, camera droids were all around to record the whole thing, and send it to his employer's, everyone on Curoscant, and just about everywhere that would take the signal. The hunt began.

 

[Darren Onyx]

@[member="MAD"]

Onyx walked the busy streets without intent. He was on the run now. His recent encounter with the Sith, it became clear. Everyone was after him. He was marked as a traitor now. There was no reversing it.

He was on Coruscant to get some extra ammo for his blaster, which was now strapped next to his lightsaber. He also picked up more supplies. He now carried a pack of six thermal detonators, two mines, and two knifes. The two knifes were both concealed. The first was inside his right boot, while the other was hidden within his armor of his forearm.

He was moving fast through the crowds. His ship was in a shipping yard about a mile away. He wasn't going to stop until he reached it. No matter who got in his way.

 

[MAD]

@[member="Dark Onyx"]

While MAD walked through the Underbelly of Curoscant, muttering about Jedi and every other complaint, his Camera Droids scoured the the city for one man. As MAD scuffled along the city streets, with no aim in particular, half thinking about doing something else for awhile until something was found. He had reason to believe he would be here, and he had been tracking him for awhile. He found his ship once, but he lost it in the jumbled mess that was Curoscant. He didn't believe he was being obvious in his measures, and didn't have any reason to believe his target knew he was following him. He got through Republic Security like always, without them knowing a thing, devoid of evidence of his presence there except for maybe camera's that saw the thin outline of his armor cloaking ability's.

A hobo ask him for some water. He tossed him a pistol he had on hand. The man just sort of looked at it for a moment while MAD just kept on walking. He wouldn't really need the extra side arm anyway. He was plenty armed now as it was. He asked him what to do with it.

"Are you stupid? Use it. Get your own damn water." He called back. He was frustrated in the least, he just felt like being a prick. Which really wasn't any different from his usual attitude, when he wasn't trying to be one. That's when a little orb descended from the sky in front of MAD, chirping in its Droid-tongue. He grabbed hold of it, and pulled from it the coordinates of where the other droids were recording his movements. He watched the live stream from the droid, seeing a man who had the bearings and the basic description of who he was looking for. Then he saw the distinctive glint of a lightsaber at his side, along with a glimpse of the guys head.

"Target confirmed. Keep an eye on him." He patted the droid before releasing it. With that, he shed the cloak, jumped and activated his silent repulsor pack and activated his cloaking system. The civilians in watch would only see a cloak fall and a flash of black shooting upwards, but no sound or visible confirmation of the person that once was there, was given.

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A Roof top...

From up on top of another building, MAD held his DC-19 in his grasp with a scope, looking down on all the passing civilians. He remained in cloak, should Republic Authority's spot the mysterious fellow, and also should the Sith some how sense the direction of the invisible plasma bolt that would be streaking towards him. He kept his some of his droids in the area to watch him and his target, but he also sent a wider dispersal to locate his ship. Once that was done, he could remotely detonate them to effectively neutralize his targets preferred mode of escape. That's when he saw him in the streets below. He zoomed in on him, for one final confirmation, before taking a breath to steady himself, and take the shot.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Onyx could feel something. Something dark. He moved slightly faster as he walked down the crowded streets. He didn't know what it was but he didn't like. He pulled out his lightsaber, not activating it but keeping it firmly in his hands just in case.

He suddenly felt the heat of something. He quickly ignited his saber and blocked the projectile. Plasma blast. He looked over to see no one. Someone was in the builds, hunting him. The crowd around him, upon realizing he is Sith, quickly dispersed. He was alone now. A perfect target. He started running.

@[member="MAD"]