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Karl the Unfettered
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Nov 27, 2020 1:38:32 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Nov 27, 2020 1:38:32 GMT -5
Was she doing something to the fire? The explosions had been impressive, sure, but the fires left behind... "Don't burn up the merch, lady!" she yelled at Bree as she advanced on the goons, laying down suppressive fire and the occasional grenade to knock out clusters of thugs. The firewall was impressive! She cheered as it swept down and burned away a whole score of them all at once!
Damn, did the Force make everything this easy? It almost felt like cheating.
Time to switch things up. She put the gun away and brought her namesake hammer to bear, the sick green glow standing out even in the fiery inferno around them. A quick blip of the mini rocket and she skipped forward, bringing it to her shoulder and swinging for the fences at the first goon in reach! He tried to block and got smashed aside instead, knocking two more away at the same time from the augmented force of the blow.
More goons spilled out of the transports, and Vivi laughed. "Just DIE already!" she yelled again, using the Force to move even faster than she normally could. Dancing in and out of the guards, spinning her weapon and bashing away at whatever anatomy was in reach! She had some telekinesis too and used that as much as she could, pulling weapons away and tripping them up so she could smash downward and kill them outright!
"Git in here, lady! Plenty a' go 'round!" she called back at Bree, having the time of her life against the desperate thugs. They were shouting, trying to coordinate against the spitfire Exchange boss, but she was too fast, and kept moving hard despite being shot at quite a few times through sheer volume of firepower. It wasn't gonna stop her, though!
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Nov 27, 2020 2:14:40 GMT -5
Post by Anna on Nov 27, 2020 2:14:40 GMT -5
Watching Vivi was a treat, moving like a whirlwind and a devil combined. She could feel her in the Force, reaching out. Interesting. For someone without training, or so she assumed, she was good enough to be able to both speed up and use telekinesis, huh? A shame Vivi was so ambitious. Perhaps if she ever learned that the criminal lifestyle wasn't for her, she could be enticed to come to Yannibar. Vivi made it easy to muse in the middle of battle, all of the attention was on her. Chuckling quietly to herself, Bree flung her discblades, guiding them through the force to where Vivi was, slicing through a few necks and covering her by killing the ones shooting at her, and then guiding them back to her, catching them and spinning them once again just in time to block a few more blaster bolts.
Rinse and repeat, rinse and repeat. Her discblades were lethally sharp, and despite the seemingly never ending amount of reinforcements they were making quick work of the crowds.
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Karl the Unfettered
Magnificent Bastard
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(a+ bn)/n = x, therefore God exists
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Nov 27, 2020 2:33:23 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Nov 27, 2020 2:33:23 GMT -5
"I can keep this up longer 'n you can, assholes!" Vivi shouted, decimating the unprepared convoy guards left and right. "So fuck off a'ready! Yer ain't gotta chance in hell a' stoppin' us!"
Between the two murderous ladies the Black Sun goons finally realized they were all gonna die for real, and as a couple of them threw their weapons down and ran off, more and more joined them until all that was left were the diehards. "Still ain't smart enough, eh?" Vivi sneered, shouldering her hammer and cracking her neck from side to side. "Well? Anythin' ta say?!"
"We know we stand no chance against you, Hawke," the first countered grimly, spitting at her feet. "Black Sun will kill us for deserting, and you know it. The rest were just mercs and goons, but we stand our ground! Even against the likes of you!"
Vivi shrugged. Under better circumstances she'd probably offer them jobs with the Exchange, but there was no turning back at this point. "Pretty words, now back 'em up 'n I'll end ya quick-like," she drawled, hefting her weapon again. Curious that none of them had tried to destroy the contents of the convoy... "Hey lady! Keep an eye on these losers, I'mma check th' goods!" she yelled at Bree, pushing past the remaining guards to get at the transports. They scowled and glared at the Force-user, but made no more moves. They couldn't back down, but they were smart enough to know when they'd lost; the best they could hope for now was a quick death at the hands of the two raiders after a bit of cooperating.
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Dec 2, 2020 19:01:06 GMT -5
Post by Anna on Dec 2, 2020 19:01:06 GMT -5
Bree sighed. Well, here, it was. She couldn't say that she was incredibly excited about Vivi getting her hands on all this tech. Hopefully burning it had done a number, at least. She hadn't been particularly targeting anything, but nor had she been particularly careful, either.
Crossing her arms, Bree observed the motley lot in front of her.
"Remember kids, Crime doesn't pay. Unless you have a force user on your side. But really, at least steal from the rich and arm the poor?"
Tapping her foot somewhat impatiently, Bree waited for Vivi to return.
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Karl the Unfettered
Magnificent Bastard
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Dec 2, 2020 19:47:08 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Dec 2, 2020 19:47:08 GMT -5
The first thing Vivi did was quickly check all the transports for more goons, because she wasn't an idiot that way. The second thing she did was radio for backup, to lug the stuff out of here before the fires spread, or before those idiots who ran off called for their own backup. Only then did she go back and look for something for herself. And boy howdy! An electrohammer! "Sweet!" she cheered, unpacking the thing and flicking it about. Lighter than her current weapon, but longer and weighted a bit differently. It had more features too! She couldn't wait to customize it. Ambling back out with two big hammers in her possession, she gave Bree a thumbs up just as the Exchange crew was showing up with their own haulers. "A'right dorks, y'all know th' drill! Clear them wrecks out good 'n set charges once they're empty! Load everything up 'n fuck off 'fore anyone knows any better! Quicker ya git 'r all back t' Shaddaa th' quicker we all git paid!" she yelled at them. They got to work fast, starting with fire extinguishers before unloading everything with speed and efficiency. That dealt with, she gave her attention back to the captured goons. "Any last words?" she demanded. One of them spat at her feet again, and she sighed. "Fine then. On yer knees, let's make this quick." Clearly she meant to execute them in cold blood, which was more than they would have done for her if things had been the other way around.
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Dec 3, 2020 3:33:39 GMT -5
Post by Anna on Dec 3, 2020 3:33:39 GMT -5
Hmph. Bree wasn't much for executions...she could see that was Vivi's intention, though she wasn't quite sure she cared enough to intervene. On the other hand, she had best at least give them a chance.
"If you don't want to die, this is your last chance. My comrade, as you can see, isn't very interested in the concept of mercy. I can't say I care too much about that concept either, for nature isn't very merciful. But it would be a waste for you to all die here. You're all skilled enough with weaponry, and I'm sure you could be put to use in other ways. So let me ask you this: Would you rather die here? Or would you rather serve me? I'm not a criminal, nor am I a Jedi. Black Sun, and the way they do things, that way of life, one way or another, of taking what you want with no regard for others, is behind you now. You gambled, you rolled the dice, and you lost. I can't say I trust any of you farther than a Bantha could throw you, and I'm sure the same is true of you. But the truth of the matter is that you have two choices. You can either serve me - you'll be interviewed and given jobs according to your skills; guards, laborers, scientists, you could be anything, or work your way up to anything under watch, or you can die.
But be warned, you're being given a clean death here. What awaits you if you choose to follow me will not be easy or luxurious. You'll be in the heart of nature, without much comfort. You can forget about meaningful pay. Your needs however, will be taken care of. Should you choose to reject that now, you'll get a clean death. Should you choose to reject that in the future, I will make what happened here look like a birthday party in comparison."
Bree spread her hands, sensing each of the goons emotions. Mostly, hostility, rebellion, and hate. She understood. It was a strange offer, and she couldn't blame them for refusing it. All but one, it seemed, who she could sense something akin to...hope?
"Very well. I can tell that there is only one suitable among you. You there, come with me."
Bree pointed at a young human male, short black haired, bangs covering the side of his face, seemingly dressed in lightweight armour, a blaster rifle laying at his side. She noted some kind of toolbelt wrapped around his waist.
"What's your name, kid?"
"Cernak." he responded stiffly.
"Very well, Cernak. Come stand next to me while my comrade takes care of the rest."
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Karl the Unfettered
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Dec 3, 2020 3:56:51 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Dec 3, 2020 3:56:51 GMT -5
Bree interrupted with a little recruitment speech, and Vivi stood back to listen. Interesting choice of words. Not how Vivi would have phrased it, for sure. She would have threatened them more overtly, for one thing! But in the end it sort of worked, and one of them got called out. She could see why, he was a bit different from the rest. And speaking of the rest...
"Seriously, any last words?" Fear, resentment and jealousy, so heavy even she could pick up on it. "Knees. Now."
There were four of them left. One by one they dropped to the ground; one by one she brought her old rocket hammer up and then down, caving their heads in and killing them instantly. The last lost his nerve at the gore and ran, but he didn't get far before Vivi pulled a gun and shot at him; the blaster bolt struck his knee and he went down with a cry of pain.
"What part a' down on yer knees did'ja not get, pal?" Vivi threatened, dragging him back to her with the Force. "Y'know what, fuck you! Ya blew yer chance, now yer comin' with us! Th' boys're gonna need a lil' entertainment on th' way home!"
He tried to scream but she stomped his head and knocked him out. "HEY! Got one more fer ya!" she yelled at the cleanup crew, gesturing at the fallen Black Sun guard. He was duly collected and put away, and Vivi sighed happily. "I finally got somethin' done 'bout them fucks," she said half to herself. She glanced at Bree and Cernak, and grinned at them "A'ight my friend, what do I owe ya? Creds, somethin' from th' haul? All kindsa great shit in there!"
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Dec 3, 2020 4:20:40 GMT -5
Post by Anna on Dec 3, 2020 4:20:40 GMT -5
Bree rolled her eyes as Vivi captured one who tried to run. Well, whatever. She had already intervened once. She couldn't muster up the energy to give a fuck any further.
Rubbing her temples, Bree sighed. She was almost glad that was all Vivi cared about, talk about a one track mind. She'd be fucking terrifying if she didn't have a purpose. Steadying her gaze, she stared back at Vivi, a slight smile curling out the side of her mouth.
"Oh no, darlin', those may have their use for you, but not for me. No, what I want is something a little more personal. A favor. You owe me. Specifically, you owe me something that will help my people, the Zeishon Sha. Perhaps one day you'll even come back home with me and- I believe this is what the younglings say nowadays- "let your hair down a bit". Ever fought a rampaging beast 20 ft tall with nothing but your hammer and your wits? Ever lived entirely off your own merits and talents with nothing to make things easier? Perhaps some day, I'll even teach you how to use those powers of yours. But for now, we'll keep that in the back of our minds and you can go off back to your masters at the Exchange. Just remember what you owe me in the future, darlin'."
Bree glanced at her new companion, then back at Vivi.
"Granted, I suppose I could use a ride to the nearest spaceport with my new companion" Bree winked jovially.
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Karl the Unfettered
Magnificent Bastard
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Dec 5, 2020 20:52:22 GMT -5
Post by Karl the Unfettered on Dec 5, 2020 20:52:22 GMT -5
Something about the way Bree phrased things made her "favor" sound more like "blackmail" to Vivi's ears. But it was possible she was just being paranoid. "Twenny-foot monster, yeah actually. The resta that, naw, I'm a city girl all th' way through. But it sounds kinda fun!" What could she blackmail her over anyway? Hiring outside help for a skirmish? That happened all the time.
Well, whatever. She wanted a ride for now, and that she could manage. "Hop in then," and she waved at the speeder as she approached it herself. A job well done for once. She could feel good about herself!
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Dec 5, 2020 21:18:37 GMT -5
Post by Anna on Dec 5, 2020 21:18:37 GMT -5
Bree and Cernak hopped on the back of the speeder to speed off into the night.
"Aye, well, I'll be in touch."
Bree hopped off the speeder as Vivi dropped them off, smacking her ass as they left. Surveying the spaceport, Bree turned to Cernak.
"Before we head directly to my home planet, you'll be traveling with me for a bit. You'll have to learn a little bit of our customs and our philosophy. I won't have you slandering the Zeison Sha."
Cernak nodded silently, and they began to survey the spaceport for off planet transportation, marking an end to the operation on Circumtore. Bree was quite satisfied.
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