[center][h3]Breaking Other People's Toys

A collab with Dervish, Trickster, and Hellis[/h3][/center]

[I]Vimire, Smuggler Camp...[/I]

The rain pounded down on the roof of the Yolak like thousands of hammers for how loud and intense it was, and inside, 'Kiv', 'Fausta', and 'Tenrom' were preparing their equipment for their planned raid against the comm center. There was enough information to go off of, they decided, to act. Tonka decided to leave his big gun behind for the purpose of this assignment, although he was having some hard time deciding exactly how to do this unseen; an invisible krogan was still going to have a hard time sneaking around through a fence and in tight quarters. 

[color=39b54a]"So... those cameras. Should I just shoot one out when there's a thunder crack?"[/color] he asked, charging his pistol and checking the indicator lights to make sure its eezo core was operational. [color=39b54a]"I can knock people out, but I'm a bit big to be squeezing through holes in the fence."[/color] he stated simply.

Dex was loading up her hacking algorithms on her omnitool, deciding like Tonka to leave her Viper behind. Visibility was shot as it was with the rain. She responded to Tonka's suggestion with a shrug, "[color=007236]Yes, I think that would be best. As for the fence... depending on how far those guards scurried back inside to escape the rain we may only have to worry about one or two. We could take both at the same time, get it done nice and quick.[/color]"

"[color=007236]Keep the fighting to a minimum for Drono and his back.[/color]" Dex said nodding at the blue drell.

[color=palegreen]"Oh. Listen to that. You people actually care."[/color]  Drono snorted softly. [color=palegreen]"But yes. Less biotic bodyslams this time, please."[/color] He said as he adjusted his gear for the fiftieth time. [color=palegreen]"Alright then, my little addition to this shindig will be to keep them on their toes once this goes down..."[/color] There seemed to be a sudden flash of inspiration running through Drono, who for all intents and purposes loved a good half-assed plan as much as the next guy. [color=palegreen]"Actually... Tonka. Have you ever done the drunk routine?"[/color]  He turned to their Krogan ally, whom he reasoned would be a mean drunk.

"[color=007236]What a shocker, we don't want to drag a paraplegic drell around for kicks.[/color]" Dex commented with a laugh. "[color=007236]Play into those stereotypes, scare the shit out of the guards with a drunk krogan. We sneak in and get rid of those cameras.[/color]"

Pulling up her sabotage, "[color=007236]If I get close enough the sabatoge will work its magic.[/color]"

[color=39b54a]"[I]Heh[/I] 'routine'."[/color] Tonka replied, his impressive rows of teeth flashing mischievously. [color=39b54a]"Does a thresher maw eat Tomkahs? Won't be much of an act for me, I can handle a small disturbance."[/color] he said, knowing full well the word "small" in krogan vocabulary was still rather substantial to literally anyone else. Something was going to get broken.

With the deadpan of the century, Drono said dryly. [color=palegreen]"I don't know Mr Big scary landshark. Does it?"[/color] He then turned to the Turian, grinning at Dex. [color=palegreen]"While our friend the Krogan reennact a one man pub brawl, I will slip in with you and head towards engineering. Gotta make sure they can't follow on wheels when it is time to make tracks."[/color]

Her omnitool went to sleep as she cracked her organic knuckles, then a smirk pulled at her mandibles, she hummed with amusement. "[color=007236]You can slip in with me later, Drono.[/color]"

She stood up laughing all the while at the sight of Drono's expression. "[color=007236]Let's get moving.[/color]"

[color=palegreen]"Right. Right."[/color] he said.

 [color=palegreen][i]'I am going to have to make those calls way earlier then expected.'[/i][/color] Drono thought to himself as he rose with a slight wince as his back let itself be known as the ticking time bomb as it was. He shook his arm, trying to will his feeling back into it. 

[color=palegreen]"Alright. Tonka. Knock 'em... well not dead. They will grab guns if you do that. At least not until [i]after[/i] Dex works her magic."[/color] 

Tonka snorted as he hopped out of the vehicle into the rain, water detonating in large drops across his crest and broad shoulders. [color=39b54a]"'Slip in'? Really gotta watch the word usage there, or people are going to think you two are going to be busy scouting out where the nearest mattress is instead of doing your job. And yeah, don't mind me. You'll know when the show starts."[/color] He said, only carrying his pistol on his hip. It wasn't going to get used, but one didn't wander around a smuggler camp without preparing for unfortunate run ins.

Leaving his two partners behind, Tonka headed off in the direction of the comm center, but first, he needed to make a quick stop to the makeshift liqour store that popped up like an oasis in a sea of grim hardware. 

Drono was next in going out into the rain. The water crashing down on him was a feeling he didn't care for. His people liked the arid, biting heat of warmer planets. Not this Keppler inducing storm nonsense. He was a little more armed then Tonka, but then again. He was not the one who was gonna pick a fight. If he got into a fight, he planned on using a lot of firepower very quickly. No such thing as 'fair fights' after all. He fidgeted with the badge as he began to walk slowly.

Dex followed up behind them closing up the Yolak behind her, locking the keypad. She had her pistol and shotgun on her mag plates with no real intention to use them. Her taser was fully charged and her omnitool prepped. The rain rolled off her facial plates and sent a chill down her spine past her fringe.

She beckoned to Drono showing him the way to the comms tower. "[color=007236]In and out like bandits.[/color]" She offered up her fist to bump.

[color=palegreen]"Like bandits"[/color] He nodded as he bumped her fist and stared at the tower. [color=palegreen]"They won't know what hit them."[/color] He said as he rolled his shoulders. He picked up his steps as he moved towards their target.

Dex and Drono walked along the fence, she was right about a good chunk of the guards retreating inside to escape the rain. Only a few left out in the nasty weather, the poor bastards probably lost a bet.  Dex checked over her shoulder then peered through the links of the fence noting the camera perched above the main entrance. Her omnitool glowed orange she waited for Tonka to start the show.

Drono made his way opposite before crouching down by a pile of rocks he head spotted earlier. [color=palegreen]"Ready."[/color] He said, waiting for tonka to start his 'little' distraction.

The distraction showed up a few minutes later, heavy footed and slightly stumbling with half of a bottle of rye in hand. While it was true that it took quite a lot of liquor to get something as large as a krogan drunk, he definitely was feeling it enough to be convincing at the part. Coming into the clearing around the communication compound, Tonka was definitely on the warpath. 

[color=39b54a][i]"WHERE'S SALADIN? HE OWES ME MY CREDITS!"[/i][/color] he shouted at no one in particular, drinking back more of the bottle in a single drag. [color=39b54a]"You crossed me you worthless runt! I'm gonna break your spine when-"[/color] he continued to rant, stopping when he made eye contact with guard closest to him by the fence, who was already tense from a several hundred kilo alien screaming into the storm. Tonka squared off at him, pointing accusingly. [color=39b54a]"YOU!"[/color]

The guard tried to raise his gun, "Hey, back off, I'm not-" the man protested, when suddenly a flying bottle of liquor smashed into his helmet, shattering with expert precision. It was enough time for Tonka to close the distance with a defiant, bestial roar. The gun went off as Tonka bowled into him pinning him down in a tackle against the fence, which bent worryingly against the weight. [color=39b54a]"You owe me credits, [i]Saladin,[/i] where are they!"[/color] he demanded, smashing he crest into the helmet. Suddenly, a butt stock smacked him across the head, which given krogan physiology, was more of a rude gesture than anything damaging. Tonka's head turned and he stared down the guard that had tried to get him off of his partner. "Oh, [i]shit.[/i]"

He tried to step back, but Tonka was surprisingly quick for his size and managed to grab the second guard by the utility belt and pulled him face first into the fence. Within moments, a three way brawl was breaking out as the guards tried to put a stop to the drunk and irate krogan who kept bellowing about his damn credits, and occasionally tossed a defender around like a toddler abusing his toys. They bashed their weapons into him, but the armour and his bulk absorbed them, and other guards stood by, unclear if they had the orders to take down the krogan, given that he wasn't using a weapon and starting a gunfight in the camp could bring about some unwanted consequences, given nearly everyone in attendance was a jumpy criminal who expected betrayal at any moment. 

A turian jumped on Tonka's back, trying to choke him out with his shotgun, but that simply gave the krogan a chance to grab him by the arms and hurl him into another pair of guards. The rampage continued fruitlessly until Tonka was slammed into and knocked over by another krogan, who came prepared for this situation with a pair of crudely cast iron knuckles. 

Suffice to say, the distraction was going rather smoothly.

Drono was not one to waste a masterpiece like Tonka's distraction. He did however, take some time to watch from his place of hiding, wincing audibly as that bottle went sailing in a perfect arch and smashing against one guards helmet. A great many thoughts ran trough the Drell's mind as he watched the Krogan do battle. But foremost was the distinct notion that he was never ever getting on Tonkas bad side, nor get him to drunk.

 As his ally decided that two was not enough and drew a small crew around him, Drono set to work. He scaled the fence like it was nothing, showcasing agility he tried to do exhibit sparingly due to his bad back. Once over, he landed softly on his feet and padded trough the rain. His eyes scanned for extra trouble and he kept expertly within the blind spot of each camera. Only slipping through vision as he flickered out of sight with his cloak. A guard might have spotted him in the rain, but the cameras could not spot a damn thing due to the storm. He pressed against the wall for the last bit and sneaked towards the entrance.  A single guard stood with his back to him, watching awkwardly as his buddies got trashed by angry alien muscle. 

[color=palegreen]"Hey."[/color] He said as he tapped the man's shoulder. [color=palegreen]"Are they gonna be alright?"[/color] He spoke as if he had always been going there, and as if he belonged inside the tower. It was a trick to confusing people, you always had to be honest sounding. 

"Ye-yeah. I think so." The man said, turning slowly. "God, I hate Krogan."

[color=palegreen]"Good, I'd hate for you to lose friends over some credits. Oh, and it is a shame about your balls."[/color] Drono spoke as he waited for the man to turn around slowly.

"W-" The guard was interrupted in a manner no man deserve. And then there was a noise no man ever wanted to hear as Drono kneed the man solidly between the legs and smacked his head again the wall. 

[color=palegreen]"Should have that looked at..."[/color] Drono said as he quickly stashed the downed guard in a nook in the wall he has spotted earlier.

"[color=007236]Fuck, we should have caught that on vid...[/color]" Dex said quietly to herself flicking at her omnitool watching the fight from her peripherial. The fist-shaped omniblade appeared and she cut through the fence. Squeezing through the hole she cut she activated her cloak as well. Crossing the yard quickly, the only indication of her being there was the footprints left in the soft sand, filling with water. As she came in range of the camera's signals they appeared on her omnitool. She keyed up her sabotage taking careful aim of the camera just above where Drono incapacitated the sole guard that hung back. Holding her left arm up the sabotage shot out like a subdued orange light from her hand, the hacking program attacked the camera's security and granted Dex control of its visuals. With a few swipes she erased footage of the fight and the shimmery thermals of Dex and Drono's approach.

With the footage deleted, save for a screenshot of the guard at the door, she inserted a static image.

"[color=007236]Drono, grab the guard's pass and let's move in.[/color]"

Drono snatched the pass from the unfortunate guard and held it against the reader. A little bleeping noise later and the door slid open. He was inside as quick as he possibly could get.

 [color=palegreen]"Alright. Now lets get you access."[/color] 
 
"[color=007236]Getting in was the easy part.[/color]" 

Dex and Drono snuck through the hallways, reactivating their cloaks when crossing doorways. Keeping their wits about them following signage toward engineering, slowly deactivating cameras as they went following the same sabotage routine. Steadily they went through the motions of taking out the comm center's security blocks. When the thunder boomed through the flimsy building, the power flicked moments later casting them into darkness momentarily before the generators ran emergency lighting and power. Even then the lights flicked occasionally, the generators struggling to stay operational. To the staff inside, many complained loudly over the storm's interference.

When they approached the entrance for engineering, the pair took cover behind a wall peeking out to spy two more guards standing sentry at the door. One was Asari while the other was Human. They were armed with Katana shotguns. 

Dex [i]tsked[/i] then quietly pulled back, crouching. She whispered to Drono, "[color=007236]Two more guards, we wait on another power failure then take them out. Sound good?[/color]"

[color=palegreen]"Sounds like a good move. I rather not run at shotguns in good view. Tend to turn out badly."[/color] Drono said as he crouched next to her. [color=palegreen]"I take the one on the Right."[/color] 

The minutes slid by as they waited quietly willing for another clap of thunder from the storm still raging on. The rain felt as close as it did when they were outside. A loud clap of thunder came finally rattling the walls and making their ears ring with the noise. The lights went out and the guards audibly sighed with irritation. 

Dex took off like a shot the only light registered from the orange glow of her omniblade, using the momentum of her running start to put more force behind her fist she made direct contact with the Asari's jaw cracking the helmet. She went down with a muffled yelp head smashing against the wall. Knocked out cold.

Drono went low. The guards eyes flickered to the orange glow of Dex weapon before he could see the dark, smaller shape surge up on him. The metal blade of decidedly less high tech jammed into the mans throat. He would not wake up like his colleague. 

[color=palegreen]"Vellios is right. Knives are very.... personal."[/color] 

Dex plucked the new badge from the downed guard she waited a few seconds and the power returned the door's keypad lighting back up. She used the badge to open the door to engineering. Tossing a comment Drono's way, pulling a face, "[color=007236]Messy is what I would say. You've got blood all up your arm now.[/color]" 

[color=palegreen]"Oh. Damn. Just scrubbed it to."[/color] Drono waved his arm around, getting blood all over the floor.

She hefted the body of the Asari over her shoulder, meaning to bring the body in with them. Waiting for the power to return she used her badge to open the doors. Thankfully no one was in the room at the moment. "[color=007236]I mean the blood is everywhere. The bodies are one thing but the blood will make anyone passing by come in with guns blazing.[/color]" 

[color=palegreen]"Oh gee. I am sorry."[/color] He said as he hefted the heavy man with some difficulty. [color=palegreen]"Maybe I should leave a blood trail the opposite direction then? I think I saw a storage closet."[/color]

"[color=007236]That's a good idea. Stuff that body in a closet and lead away anyone who comes sniffing about.[/color]" Dex dumped the asari unceremoniously against the wall.

Drono for his part, dragged the body by the shoulder, and shoved him into a storage locked on the far end of the room. He also jury rigged a small wire and a grenade in case someone opened the locker. [color=palegreen]"All done here."[/color] 

She walked in spotting the huge terminal at the far end of the room linking directly with the comm tower. Several screens displaying signals, internal connections and lines upon lines of code rapidly moving being processed. Dex's eyes shined looking at the terminal as if it was a playground. She blinked when another clap of thunder rang through the building and the terminal blinked off then veered back to life a few moments later. 

Her expression tightened at that, "[color=007236]Fuck. The power outages are going to be a problem...[/color]"

Dex went to work on the terminal first, opening up the panel below it laying her back on the floor and activating her shoulder light. She said to Drono, "[color=007236]Mind doing me a huge favour?[/color]"

[color=palegreen]"Yes? Does it involve me climbing the generator? Please tell me it doesn't involve me climbing the generator..."[/color]

Dex picked at a wire squinting at where it connected and answered pointedly, "[color=007236]I'd be more than happy to switch with you if you can hack past their security, set up secure connections with the [i]Borealis[/i] while disabling their internal communications.[/color]" She peaked out from under the terminal and winked at him, "[color=007236]Would sex work as an incentive?[/color]"

[color=palegreen]"Point taken, oh great and mighty hacker god."[/color] He said dryly as he looked up at where the a mess of really thick cables ran along a steel tower then down on the outside. He knew where the generator was. He was going that direction to sabotage the land vehicles. He rubbed his temples. [color=palegreen]"I hope our dear Krogan is doing fine..."[/color] he mumbled as he set off.

The dear krogan was not doing so fine as a heavy fist of iron, fitted over heavy combat armour, plowed into Tonka's face and set him reeling, his mouth filling with blood and his skin swelling from the contusion. The other guards, and a number of onlookers, had taken to making a circle around Tonka and this other krogan in battered and well-worn black and yellow armour with notable dents and chipped and cracked finish. 

"Call that fighting?" The other krogan challenged. "You're a pathetic excuse for a krogan. Should have gone the other way, but you aren't that smart. Maybe there'll be enough left of you to get treated when I get bored of this... don't count on it." Tonka could practically hear the idiot grinning through his helmet. Time to sober up.

It wasn't hard to keep up the impression he was barely standing as is, so when his opponent made to charge him to take him off his feet one last time, Tonka activated his tactical cloak; his sudden disappearance masked his sidestep and subsequent stomp on the back of his foe's ankle, buckling him down to his one knee. Before the enemy krogan could find his footing again, Tonka punched him upside the head, activating the ballistic blades in his omnitool; at that range and velocity, the blades effortlessly punctured through his adversary's shields and through his vulnerable flesh, burying deep into the skull. 

The enemy krogan died on the spot, but Tonka didn't have time to reflect on his dirty tactics as gunfire immediately opened up, his shields depleting quick as rounds impacted him like dozens of angry hornets. Slipping around his dead opponent, Tonka picked him up under the arm and put the dead body between him and most of the gunmen with one arm while the other went for his Predator pistol and he began to take shots at those behind him, waiting for the beep that would let him know his cloak was recharged.

And things were going so well, too.