[center][h2]Jerus Je'and-Nar Shaddaa[/h2][/center]

As Thaz confirmed that Gorm had been dropped, who's body was still twitching on the ground from the well placed headshot planet side, Jerus struck, his left arm launching out and grasping the Nautolan by his throat. His form did little more than shimmer as he lifted the struggling cyborg. "How?! Who?!" Jerus didn't answer, simply uncloaked his right arm with it's dagger blade unsheathed.

"Ash'amur." The blade lanced into his gut and sliced up as the bounty hunter let go of his throat, cutting the augmented Nautolan in twain from the gut up, his body leaking blood everywhere. {Target down, moving to rendezvous unless you guys need help down there.} As Thaz expected, a retaliation shot came her way, however it didn't hit her shielding as she had hoped. Instead, hit knocked an antenna above her loose, making her have to choose between staying in her cover with a concussion or avoiding any injury but briefly exposing herself.

Meanwhile, the Kaleesh stopped firing on both Samus and the Rodians briefly as Gorm hit the dirt before all but their leader resumed firing on on the green and blue skinned aliens. He approached Samus as his warriors started picking off the panicking hit squad. "You were here for the pig?"

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[center][h2]Mayhem Squad-Coruscant, Core Worlds[/h2][/center]

As the first two clones dropped from the quick attacks of the N7 operatives, four more came in the bank's doors, rifles up, but were all quickly dropped by quick shots from Denni and Rhosom, the former had her blaster pistol out while the latter holstered his own pistol for his hidden marksman rifle. {Krayt, this is Rawwk, moving to predetermined rendezvous.} The duo moved to their N7 allies and nodded to a side entrance. "The captain had a feeling the number of funds you folks would grab would get someone's attention and with their response team down, they're probably sending more Coruscant Guard to catch and detain us." Denni chuckles darkly.

"And that's if we're lucky. With things having kicked off, our squad will switch to callsigns only. Well, except for Meteor, he always goes by his callsign. I'm Guardian, you already heard Rhosom's is Rawwk. Captain is Krayt and Hok is Wrench. We're ready to move when you are." Meanwhile, the team down below was already moving for the exit they'd found during the calm period of the operation, the siphons set in the system and explosive tricks planted. Meteor had his rifle up and Erin and Hok'Ren had their blaster pistols out.

{Copy that, Rawwk, we're moving now. Krayt out.}

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[center][h2]Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun[/h2][/center]

As the group moved in on the Tarantetek, moving down the stairs and hallway leading to it's lair, the creature could be heard doing little more than shuffle about, growling and roaring, and when they could see it eventually, it wouldn't hold still, making it hard for the Sangheili to get a shot off that would accurately find its head. However, as they were about to leave the optimal range for rifle's usage from within the hall, it stopped, turned and stared at where the entrance was that the bait team would be using. If ever there was a time to shoot, well, it would be now. "Eri'Moram," Jerius mutters, "if you will take one eye, I will take the other."