You're no good to me dead

[Aryn Teth]

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Aryn Teth

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The Jundland Wastes, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector, The Outer Rim Territories.​

Interacting With: [member='Koda Fett']​

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When he was younger, Aryn had hated the Carrion. The heat was incessant, occasionally a lack of water and an incredibly dry spell or storm would wear him down, even make it difficult to breathe whenever he crossed the plateau. At the same time however, the Carrion was still full of life, trees and fields of grass and brush rolled over the red hills, and animals of all kinds prowled across the plateau, herbivores and carnivores taking part in the circle of life. It was that which had made him eventually love the Carrion.

Tatooine had none of that. Vast dunes and rock plateaus, with an ecosystem so vibrant that it hardly included anything aside from Womp Rats and Krayt Dragons. The heat was constant, and the dryness which was only occasional on the Carrion was constant - how anyone lived in these wastes - a name Aryn thought all too fitting - was an anomaly to the pilot.

Yet, the remoteness of Tatooine, and the isolation which came in these uncharted and untamed territories made it perfect for operation by the Rebellion, even as it now lay within the Empire's borders. That was why Aryn was there after all - for a time he was working alone, his usual partner, Karren, had business with the Alliance and Jedi, so he had been left to investigate a call from a field agent in the wastes, supposedly holding new intel for the Alliance. The agent was meant to be out in a fairly remote post in the wastes, and it had taken almost a full day's drive from Mos Espa to reach it, but finally, Aryn pulled up just outside the building.

Clearing his throat as he climbed out, he flashed a light into the nearest window in a short sequence, intended to let the agent within know he was there. Once he had done, he made his way up to the door, sighing as he opened it and stepped inside.

 

[Lemon]

Koda Fett​

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Tattooine​

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The Galactic Empire turned to Koda Fett whenever an issue unsolvable for standard forces had been raised, and Aryn Teth was absolutely one of these issues. The Rebel Pilot had proved to be a thorn in the side of Graf's Empire, and as a result Fett was on the hunt. Discreetly he tracked the man across the galaxy, waiting for the perfect time to strike. Upon discovering that Teth was to gather intel from an individual on Tattooine, Koda made his way there in an attempt to intervene. What the intel itself was, Fett had no idea, but if he could capture Teth he would no doubt come into possession of the intel that may prove beneficial for the Galactic Empire.

​The sand filled planet that was the bane of so many others felt like nothing to Koda, his Mandalorian Armour had the ability to modify the temperature within the suit, and as such he remained cool and comfortable as he soared across the desert sand in a speeder, kicking up his fair share of sand behind him. He arrived at the small outpost, a building that sat within a pit of sorts in an attempt to remain cool from the scorching sun. Lightly guarded by thugs, or mercenaries, or even alliance soldiers. Fett wasn't aware, but it didn't matter in the end.

With quick and deadly efficiency the men of all species had been eliminated by the cold-blooded killer that was Koda. He'd arrived before Aryn, and with the disposing of the bodies it appeared as if it were deserted. All bar a male Iktochi that sat inside the chair, behind the desk with the chair facing away from the desk. Only the tip of his head and horns could be seen from the window Aryn looked through. There were no signs of a struggle, no blaster marks, everything appeared clean for the most part. Maybe he just fell asleep in the chair? He'd have to find out for himself.

Fett was lurking about in the area. Waiting for Teth to fall into his trap, money was to be made on this wretched hive of scum and villainy.

[member=Aryn Teth]

 

[Aryn Teth]

Aryn Teth

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The Jundland Wastes, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector, The Outer Rim Territories.​

Interacting With: [member='Koda Fett']​

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Aryn had been to the outpost twice before, and he knew well enough from both those visits that it was common for the post to be so quiet - the individuals who were usually there were very much the gruff, silent types that Aryn was becoming progressively more adept with dealing with in these far-flung regions of the galaxy. So of course, it was not too unusual for Aryn to step inside to relative silence. "Alright, let's hear it, what was so important you couldn't send it by a holo?" Aryn questioned the back of the Iktochi's head as he crossed his arms over his chest. The lack of a response made the pilot cock his head, raising an eyebrow as he considered if the Iktochi had not heard him, or was just ignoring him.

Taking a step or two closer, Aryn felt the first bit of concern as he drew closer and couldn't hear the sound of the alien breathing. Indeed, the fact that none of the others who usually manned the outpost had been outside or come to find him yet added to the concern. As he neared though, it wasn't the proper sight of the Ikotchi that tipped Aryn off. It used to be that his precognition of danger had been a rarity, only really being triggered on occasions of high stress - but he'd noticed that spending time around Karren had made it more commonplace, and he'd learned to follow his gut whenever he got the nagging feeling in the back of his skull.

Aryn didn't think, he didn't know where the danger was about to come from, but he didn't want to let it get the best of him. Reaching up to his jacket quickly, he grabbed the one flash grenade that had been resting on his vest, hitting the button as he dropped it to the floor, leaping over the desk and kicking aside the chair, letting the Iktochi topple out of it as Aryn ducked behind the desk, hoping at the least whatever he had sensed was caught off guard by his sudden movement.

 

[Lemon]

Koda Fett​

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Tattooine​

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​For hours the bounty hunter remained in wait, seemed as if he got quite the headstart on Teth. Though despite his head-on way of dealing with his issues, the man was rather patient and stood between two support columns that sheltered him from the window and entrance, being rather close to it. Like a stone Koda stood, waiting and waiting. Eventually the sound of a speeder coming to a halt was audible, from beneath his helmet Fett watched the HUD display the motion tracker, pinging with each footstep that Aryn took. Now it was time.

The brown eyes of the Bounty Hunter followed the Rebel as he entered the room, approached the table and then spoke to the dead Iktochi Fett killed hours before, some sort of sick amusement filled Koda as he saw it unfold. His trap had been sprung, and he was in prime positioning to get his mark. A slow right hand raised an EE-3 Carbine and pointed it towards the back of Teth, creating a very, very small amount of noise that came from his weapon and armour. Maybe that's what the force-sensitive heard, they were known to have keen senses.

When the device was primed and dropped Fett could easily identify it, he had worked with and used all sorts of weapons over his career as a soldier and bounty hunter. Instead of cowering he kept his arm up with the weapon held firmly, shouting out the following in a muffled tone, "Nowhere to go. Give up whilst you can." ​Teth may not recognise the voice, but he'd know the armour. Most Rebels who made a name for themselves did, many had come to fear it.

 

[Aryn Teth]

Aryn Teth

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The Jundland Wastes, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector, The Outer Rim Territories.​

Interacting With: [member='Koda Fett']​

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The lack of reaction on the part of the bounty hunter was mildly irritating to Aryn, but he did learn at least a few things as he heard the hunter's voice. He knew he was clearly wearing a helmet, and not a cheap one by any means - this hunter was clearly better equipped and prepared for this engagement than Aryn was, indeed, Aryn rarely excelled in fights such as this, his forte was the cockpit. Aryn figured he still had a fair chance of getting out of the engagement, but he knew he had to be smart, his only way out of this was to make the hunter slip up, and to be as unpredictable as possible.

"What is with you bounty hunters and cheesy lines?" Aryn groaned, partially hoping to annoy the hunter as he took note of where the voice was. Taking out his blaster, he pressed it to the inside of the desk, firing a few shots. The wood of the desk was thin, and after one shot, the next few flew right through towards the source of the voice. He was shooting blindly, but figured a couple might hit their target, at least serving as enough distraction for Aryn to kick the desk away as a further distraction, staggering back for a second as he bolted towards the back door of the building.

 

[Lemon]

Koda Fett​

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Tattooine​

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From his position he stood firm, he wasn't budging anytime soon as he kept a keen eye on the other side of the desk. He was a Pilot, not a ground troop - this would be an easy fight for the bounty hunter. Though the Pilot was more cunning than he'd anticipated, perhaps his biggest weakness was his own confidence. The shots came through the table, impacting between his legs, narrowly avoiding the shots. Although Fett had to move, there was no doubt about that. When he did he darted to his left, seeking refuge behind another support column against the left wall of the medium to small interior. Unfortunately, when he did a bolt struck his thigh and all he did was give out an, "Ooft." esque grunt midway through his short lived run.

The bolt hadn't done all that much damage, his armour was thick, even his legs with it's plating underneath the modified flight suit. "You're smarter than you look." The bounty hunter taunted, reaching to his hip and grasping for a sonic detonator. Standing with his back to the wall he held the detonator in his left hand and his carbine in his right, priming the sonic device, he then hurled it around the corner towards his quarry. No doubt causing a near deafening screech that may very well immobilise the man for a brief period of time, allowing him to close the gap. To prevent any reversal he was able to mute all sounds outside of his helmet with a quick press of a few buttons on his gauntlet.

 

[Aryn Teth]

Aryn Teth

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The Jundland Wastes, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector, The Outer Rim Territories.​

Interacting With: [member='Koda Fett']​

Aryn couldn't help but smirk as he heard the grunt from the bounty hunter, knowing that he'd hit the target. He'd gotten a brief look of the hunter ducking away behind the corner, knowing immediately who he was dealing with. He'd heard of Fett, indeed - in his line of work, learning what he could of who was who in the Empire and who they talked to, it was impossible not to hear of Koda Fett when it came to the Empire. He had plenty of names and titles in the Rebellion, Graf's Gundark, The Mandalorian, and Aryn's personal favourite - The Green c*nt.

Irregardless of nicknames, Aryn knew well enough Fett's reputation, and it didn't exactly serve to calm Aryn about his situation at all, if anything, it made it all the more grim. Had his starfighter been anywhere nearby, Aryn would have fancied his chances of escaping unscathed, but his ship was all the way back at Mos Espa, he had no idea whether or not Fett's ship was closer, but he didn't care, he forced such thoughts from his mind then, at that point he was focused on escaping, and for that he had to be smart. As he saw the device tossed around the corner, Aryn groaned. "Aw, come o-" His voice was cut off by the shrill noise and he grit his teeth in pain, reaching up to cover his ears as he forced himself not to remain where he was. The back door was fried, he could see that Fett had smashed the panel and made sure it wouldn't serve as an escape, but he knew what the hunter would likely not expect.

When he focused, Aryn could just barely hear past the ringing in his ear, fighting off the haze and the pain as he listened for the heavy footfalls of the approaching hunter. Waiting for the perfect timing, he waited until he saw the tip of Koda's blaster poke just around the corner. Reaching out, he grabbed at the body of the weapon, slamming his shoulder into Koda at the same time with as much force as he could muster, hoping to wrench the weapon away and disarm the bounty hunter, hoping to at least make it slightly less in Fett's favour.

 

[Lemon]

Koda Fett​

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Tattooine​

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The high pitched screech of the detonator went off and everything was going to plan, at least in that moment. The hunter knew he could make his advance now, it was a usual tactic that often worked in his favour. After all, you couldn't become the best by being reckless. Stick to what you know works, but always be adaptable. The Pilot put up more of a fight than Fett thought, and a good one at that. He wasn't in the business of pursuing cowards, though these engagements typically lasted half the time this one had gone on for. A commendable thing for Teth, perhaps 'Graf's Gundark' might come out with a sliver of respect for this man.

Aryn's instincts were good, too good for anyone that was just some Rebel Ace. Thunderous footsteps could be heard as Fett made his approach, his carbine out in front and set to stun. This one was wanted alive. He knew he was here somewhere, his sensors told him so, and with a glance towards them and off the playing field, he was attacked. A shoulder struck the Mandalorian, forcing him backwards slightly, Fett was a sturdy man and his armour held off any damage that could've caused. When the Carbine was tugged at by Teth he'd find he was only pulling the bounty hunter closer to him, it was slung over his shoulder. He came prepared for all sorts of encounters, preparation was key. As Koda came back towards Aryn, he assumed the position of a headbutt, moving in to deliver a keldabe kiss as it were known.

I gave you your chance. He taunted to nobody from inside his own head.

 

[Aryn Teth]

Aryn Teth

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The Jundland Wastes, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector, The Outer Rim Territories.​

Interacting With: [member='Koda Fett']​

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Mentally, Aryn cursed himself for not considering the sling on Fett's weapon, but he didn't have a great deal of time to do so as he felt the forehead of Koda's helmet slam into his head, the edge of the visor hitting him as he felt the sharp, warm feeling of a fresh cut along his head. Groaning painfully, he made a note to keep a hold of Fett's weapon, drawing his body close to Fett's as he refused to allow himself to step back. He had wanted to disarm the bounty hunter, but so long as he remained as close as he was, he knew that Fett wouldn't be able to shoot at him, at least not easily. It would probably only be possible for him to stay there for a short while before the hunter managed to throw him off, or use one of those gadgets he relied on to get his desired effect, but precious seconds were all Aryn needed.

Struggling with Fett, Aryn carefully aligned their bodies so that Fett's back was to a series of shelves, using the momentum that was holding them together as he jumped up suddenly. Planting his feet against Fett's chest, Aryn kicked back and let go of the blaster, forcing Fett back towards the shelves, ideally hoping that the back of his head would slam into the lower-hanging metal shelf and at least disorient him as Aryn began to dash back around the corner, making for the doorway as he tried to get back outside.

 

[Lemon]

Koda Fett​

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Persistent. Fett's only real examination of the man thus far, but in all fairness, so would everyone when fighting for their life. He may not be out for blood, but a lifetime in an Imperial Prison may be a sentence worse than death. Aryn was definitely resilient, unwilling to go down as Koda was rather passive in his attempts to keep him in the best condition possible. Although this was starting to fade, he was needed alive, not healthy. Things might start to get a bit more lethal in here, the bounty hunter's patience was wearing thin. When the Rebel attempted his kick, Koda had something else in store for him, he was done playing games.

The man was a super soldier, designed with heightened reflexes, agility, strength and durability. When those feet went up, so did Fett's eyes, taking quick note and all those years of training and battle experience that turned him into the hardened man he was today clicked like a switch in his brain. Taking a fast step to his left and then further up towards the Pilot's centre with a lunge and a tightly packed right fist. It was a heavy hit courtesy of the killer, sweet dreams princess.

 

[Aryn Teth]

Aryn Teth

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The Jundland Wastes, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector, The Outer Rim Territories.​

Interacting With: [member='Koda Fett']​

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Once again, Aryn's attack had not gone exactly as expected. Reputation might have made sure Aryn knew who Fett was, but he was an enemy that the pilot hadn't studied - he didn't know just how good the hunter was until then. Even if he had, Aryn was in fact just a pilot, not a strong warrior on the ground, and this was a fight that he'd been relatively doomed to lose from the start. Taking the firm punch, Aryn couldn't have stayed on his feet if he tried, tumbling back onto the ground as he tasted iron, feeling the warm blood in his mouth as it ran down the side of his lip. Already, Aryn was roughed up, for the most part - the fight had been an exercise in him getting his ass kicked, but regardless of that, Aryn had learned the unfortunate and - usually irritating for his enemies - habit to keep getting up, even when he knew he was just gonna get knocked back down.

Coughing a little and spitting some of the bloodied saliva from his mouth, Aryn reached down to set his palms on the ground, bringing himself back up to his knees, taking only a half-second before he continued to push himself further, using the wall for support as he got back up onto his feet. His ears were ringing, his head hurt and stung from the cut across his forehead, along his lip and in his gums, and almost all of his plans had failed, but he still managed to struggle a smirk as he stood his ground firmly, bringing his fists up. "That all you got? I could do this all day..."

 

[Lemon]

Koda Fett​

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Tattooine​

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A brief exhale came from the bounty hunter's helmeted mouth, "Hmph." He grunted. Fett could admire such resilience, he wasn't some fool with undisciplined technique and a hit like that usually did the trick. At the end of the day they were still enemies, and no matter the sliver of respect he could afford to give he'd set that aside for the money he was soon to earn from this bounty. He was the best in the galaxy, at least that's what the Empire had oh so claimed, and such a thing may have gotten to his head. Still no less lethal, but perhaps less cautious when taking on enemies he didn't deem as legitimate threats. Take this Pilot for example, not in a million years would the Mandalorian of thought he'd be this much of a challenge, but here we are.

Koda didn't offer much in response, only a steely stare and the raise of an arm. Before Teth could comprehend what exactly had happened to him he could feel his body shutting down, everything going entirely numb as he would soon collapse to the ground. A paralysis dart no doubt. Without offering an explanation of what happened to him, Fett grabbed him by the arm and gradually heaved him up over his shoulder. With his quarry and the intel that was pursued, his mission was over.

Fett stood outside beneath the scorching sun within the cool and comfortable confines of his armour. Although Teth couldn't quite say the same. He lay sprawled out on his back, face to the sky and the twin suns of Tatooine. There for quite some time as the bounty hunter's ship made it's way towards him by tracking his location. It came in slow, took roughly half an hour for the journey to be completed. Whether that was Fett's intent or not it would be unknown, on the other hand, it was well known that it didn't take long to burn on the scorching sands.

When the Concord Spear eventually arrived, Teth was carried up into the ship and placed within a cage. It was somewhat cramped, yet cushioned enough to be rather comfortable all things considered. It's walls made of a strong glass, giving the man enough of a view to see what was happening. Though not as if it mattered, the only person on board was Fett, and he was hidden away in the cockpit. Gradually Teth's body would come back under his control.