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They had their man dead to rights, but then another man...just had him dead.
He was evasive at first, but since neither of them would be deterred, the mouthpiece had no alternative but to confess who it was at the center of it. Niko was waiting for the vindication he desired to exit the man's lips, but instead there was this sudden motorcycle coming in, and Wu Han taking a dive at him. Taken off-guard, Niko was almost flailing a bit as he went "Wait, no no no!" as their source of information was cut down by a mysterious bike rider with a katana. Dammit! They were so close, and Wu had tackled him, instead of maybe dragging the man in the suit to safety, or letting him do same! Instead, the two of them were unharmed, sure, but back to square one, pretty much. Well, unless this man, Goda, was worth anything.
It seemed obvious that they were both a part of the same organization, every one of them trained assassins. However, as the conversation continued, Niko picked up on the nuance: Wu Han's father was the head of their group, which meant that his willingness to help was more than perhaps ruffling the feathers of his fellow assassins, but also in apparent defiance of his own father. There was a story there to tell, no doubt, but first Niko was preparing to fight, as well, because Goda was bringing to attention that he was still their target, and that if Han wouldn't take care of him...this handful of ninjas will! Yes, Goda wasn't sticking around, claiming to be busy. Niko wondered if that was really all, when it would've been seven versus two. Well, no matter. They were getting surrounded, and as Wu apologized, Niko shook his head.
"Don't worry. We'll sort it out. For now, let's handle this. I've never fought against ninjas before..."
Strictly speaking, that's not what they were, but a team of assassins who lived in the shadows, waiting to strike. It's like...everyone calls Subzero a ninja, but he's strictly a Lin Kuei assassin. You follow? No? Nevermind... So, they had these guys to deal with, all of them masked and in gis like Wu, all of them clearly martial artists. They weren't armed like Goda, which was actually kind of fortunate. Nobody here knew like Niko how a simple weapon could turn the tide of a crazy battle. And so, with that, they were on the move!
They weren't attacking directly. They were being evasive, trying to feint and distract with their movements. Half were for Wu, half were for him. The problem with a fight like this was...who would throw the first punch? The reason people don't generally charge in at once is due to the need for coordination and not to hit each other by accident. So, they were moving around like the pieces of a con man's shell game, switching positions, and then after what seemed longer than the few seconds it was, the attack came! The middle one shot forwards, slipping past his colleagues as they were changing position, his fist thrust like a striking cobra. Niko's immediate was to meet his ribs first with his leg and drive him back, and then suddenly realized that he was between the two other men as they snapped back at him like rubber bands he'd dared to pluck. One brought in his fist towards his face, the other was kicking at his knee. Niko had to twist and duck into a crouch to try and avoid this while essentially bracing for impact, grabbing at the kicker's leg to pull him off-balance and to the ground.
Niko VS Three Assassins
Health: 121
Power Level: 121
Intercepting Thrust Kick, followed by 'Oh Shit' Ducking Maneuver with a quick Grab-and-Pull on the side.
Assassin-1
--Attack: 20
---Speed: 30
-Defense: 10
Assassin-2
--Attack: 0
---Speed: 25
-Defense: 5
Assassin-3
--Attack: 1
---Speed: 25
-Defense: 5
He was evasive at first, but since neither of them would be deterred, the mouthpiece had no alternative but to confess who it was at the center of it. Niko was waiting for the vindication he desired to exit the man's lips, but instead there was this sudden motorcycle coming in, and Wu Han taking a dive at him. Taken off-guard, Niko was almost flailing a bit as he went "Wait, no no no!" as their source of information was cut down by a mysterious bike rider with a katana. Dammit! They were so close, and Wu had tackled him, instead of maybe dragging the man in the suit to safety, or letting him do same! Instead, the two of them were unharmed, sure, but back to square one, pretty much. Well, unless this man, Goda, was worth anything.
It seemed obvious that they were both a part of the same organization, every one of them trained assassins. However, as the conversation continued, Niko picked up on the nuance: Wu Han's father was the head of their group, which meant that his willingness to help was more than perhaps ruffling the feathers of his fellow assassins, but also in apparent defiance of his own father. There was a story there to tell, no doubt, but first Niko was preparing to fight, as well, because Goda was bringing to attention that he was still their target, and that if Han wouldn't take care of him...this handful of ninjas will! Yes, Goda wasn't sticking around, claiming to be busy. Niko wondered if that was really all, when it would've been seven versus two. Well, no matter. They were getting surrounded, and as Wu apologized, Niko shook his head.
"Don't worry. We'll sort it out. For now, let's handle this. I've never fought against ninjas before..."
Strictly speaking, that's not what they were, but a team of assassins who lived in the shadows, waiting to strike. It's like...everyone calls Subzero a ninja, but he's strictly a Lin Kuei assassin. You follow? No? Nevermind... So, they had these guys to deal with, all of them masked and in gis like Wu, all of them clearly martial artists. They weren't armed like Goda, which was actually kind of fortunate. Nobody here knew like Niko how a simple weapon could turn the tide of a crazy battle. And so, with that, they were on the move!
They weren't attacking directly. They were being evasive, trying to feint and distract with their movements. Half were for Wu, half were for him. The problem with a fight like this was...who would throw the first punch? The reason people don't generally charge in at once is due to the need for coordination and not to hit each other by accident. So, they were moving around like the pieces of a con man's shell game, switching positions, and then after what seemed longer than the few seconds it was, the attack came! The middle one shot forwards, slipping past his colleagues as they were changing position, his fist thrust like a striking cobra. Niko's immediate was to meet his ribs first with his leg and drive him back, and then suddenly realized that he was between the two other men as they snapped back at him like rubber bands he'd dared to pluck. One brought in his fist towards his face, the other was kicking at his knee. Niko had to twist and duck into a crouch to try and avoid this while essentially bracing for impact, grabbing at the kicker's leg to pull him off-balance and to the ground.
Niko VS Three Assassins
Health: 121
Power Level: 121
Intercepting Thrust Kick, followed by 'Oh Shit' Ducking Maneuver with a quick Grab-and-Pull on the side.
Assassin-1
--Attack: 20
---Speed: 30
-Defense: 10
Assassin-2
--Attack: 0
---Speed: 25
-Defense: 5
Assassin-3
--Attack: 1
---Speed: 25
-Defense: 5
NERO KAYAKOS
So, his shopping experience had gone like this... Nero had asked the Korta clerk for recommendations, since he wasn't a gunnery dude, and while the alien was going down the long list of melee toys, Ash and Flame were also looking into this and Flame had a few suggestions. To which the dedicated slashy said "You heard the man. I'm into handheld cutting power, so bring on the knives 'n stuff. The selection was pretty good on that front. There were monomoleculars like he had, there were the hybrid-metals with the plasma-heated edges, there were electro-daggers, there were what had to basically be miniature light sabers that were basically plasma cutters, and...
"Eh? What're these things?"
"Ah, your friend just bought these. Rau've poison blades, grown from thistle trees of their home planet. They exude a deadly poison when they detect blood, causing most species to lapse into a feverish coma, and then death. Most effective...but you have to take care of them. They're alive. I keep mine suspended in a nutrition fluid for longterm storage."
"What? I gotta water these things? I never had a pet or a plant or nothing at home, 'cause I never had a proper home. That's a pass on that one. So, here's what I want. Gonna have two extra mono-knives, so I got extras an' disposables on me. Gimme the hybrid-metals, two of 'em. And gimme a pair of the electricals. Let's see...don't want the plasma beam cutter things... That garroting wire any good?"
"It's monofilament."
"Mmm...nah. I'm getting enough shit, as is. Gonna need a better belt to hold it all, though. Ya got anything for that?"
"I do, indeed."
He ended up getting a utility belt with alot of slots for his knives, which now numbered in eight. It was fine, though, because he wasn't going to put anything else in there. Nero had what he needed to be a light killing machine, to armor himself up and improve his fighting power. These weapons would make him stronger in attack without the need to power his weapons up. It would work out nicely. Very nicely... But getting back to the present moment, the thing with the Omni-Tool Narvia was using was that she was decoding a secret mission from her...godfather? He was pretty sure he heard her mention that this Dragon guy - Zahn - was decent stuff, and Nero was pretty sure someone mentioned that Dragon Fleet he was in command of. Nero kinda' wondered what it was the guy wanted. Maybe he was on their side for putting down the Ascendancy? That'd be sweet. Well, eight-and-a-half hours to go, now that Ariel offered her own OT to sync. Nero was kinda' anxious to learn now, but he could wait the hours if they got plenty of shit to do, anyway.
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They arrived at the hangar of the Xuanzang and...well, that's a ship, alright. It wasn't anything special to look at, but then again, maybe it wasn't suppose to be. As someone who understood doing things on the sly and keeping out of view while pulling sneaky shit, Nero could see that a ship that didn't seem like it could do much would be ultimately perfect. That Dragon Brigade that Narvia's godfather ran was so famous that it had its own entry in the Omni-Tool's database. This? Nobody knew that Moonstrike used this. It was just another ship. It was therefore perfect for their needs. If nobody ever knew they were operating from it, nobody would ever give it a second look. Just like how nobody outside of their little group really knew what he could do to your face.
They finally met Natasha and Abaddon the Limb-Seeker, though she was doing the talking for the moment. She wanted to know about them, of course. Ehh, this was that socializing thing that Nero didn't exactly like. He didn't mind talking, but...he and other people weren't like best mates or anything. He got along with the others here, but they were umm...whadyacallem? Collagues? Associates? Partners in crime? Even back at the Rau've place, he wasn't super-close to people. These guys were alright, but Nero kept going off on his own. It was hard to really feel like they were more to him than anyone in Moonstrike, with the exception of the fact that they all were linked by one big eyesore: Earth. They needed to get back to Earth, get back at Earth. And let's be honest here. That's what linked them here, or at least Nero to the rest of 'em. Sam and Iris may be sibs while close to Tarak, Flame and Ash had a thing for each other, and all the rest may be friendly enough, given the chance, but...this was about them sticking it to the Man, the Ascendancy pf Man.
A bunch of 'em introduced themselves, some kind of showing off or explaining what they do and where they come from. Nero looked at Natasha and Abbadon with a shrug and said, "Nero Kayakos. I kill people.", in just a blunt matter-of-fact sort of tone. It's all the assholes back home ever wanted from him. They didn't give a shit about anything else, and it's something he was good at. He didn't want to kid them here. It's what Moonstrike wanted from him too. Sure, they had things where they talk it out, but you all know what Nero is about, and so did they.
@Balthazar007 Possibly in the same manner that I did with the battle at the beach, with speed, now that I think about it. Thanks, man! Posty will come soon!
Might be taking the day off. To paraphrase Hellsing Abridged: It was Orientation Day!
I'm actually gonna let a GM ruling determine if there's anything specific for Nero in the weapon shop.
@Letter Bee I don't need to know absolutely everything that's in the shop, just a general idea of what he could spend on, and I'll be fine to say what was up in my next post.
@Letter Bee I don't need to know absolutely everything that's in the shop, just a general idea of what he could spend on, and I'll be fine to say what was up in my next post.
NERO KAYAKOS
Abaddon the Kin-Slayer? More like Abaddon the Chin-Wagger! Let's start from the beginning...
The problem started around the time Narvia felt they shouldn't be looting. Oh, come on! They weren't the good guys! They were out for revenge and doing other work on the side! They were mercenaries! That be only a step or two above pirates, me hearties! Yarrr! But putting that aside, people disagreeing with picking up a few goodies 'in the line of duty' wasn't really an issue. A disagreement of opinion, at best. Besides, Narv liked his plan, so he wasn't gonna give her hell over it. He wasn't even mad that Tarak was against it.
No, the problem was that Tarak wanted to talk, or rather Abaddon to talk.
He suggested it as a distraction, which was alright, but...ehh, not as fun as any of their previous plans, which was to show that Kai how many pieces he could break into. And let's be clear here: Getting the master to talk to the disciple wasn't necessarily bad. It was just boring, and that was the problem. It worked too well! They set up a meeting between Abbadon and Mirrorshard and...there was no real fight, and there wasn't gonna BE a fight! The whole thing was transmitted via Omni-Whatsit and Nero with his killer mask on slumped before finally removing the thing, clearly disappointed.
Ah, dammit... I wanted to kick someone's ass in.
It ain't bad that they probably lad Mirrorshard on their side now, having gotten 'im to leave the Restarters with some piss-easy talking on the part of Abaddon, but Nero was disappointed that there wasn't a fight today, and he wasn't exactly keen on the name of 'Star Marines' either. I mean, I know 'Space Marines' was taken, but it wasn't really...him, ya know? So, the situation was resolved before it ever really became one. Kind of a let-down. Ah, well... At least they got stuff. Nero figured now was probably time for Freo-flavored popcorn. Uhhh, Freo was kind of a sugar-hot spice. He didn't remember what planet it was from, but it was good. For his own part, though, Nero did decide to ask the weapon merchant a thing or two about weapons.
"So yeah. Some of the others might want guns and things. I can see us even using explosives. Dunno on the powersuits, though they're always cool. But uhhh...ya got any special knives in stock? I got these mono-blades, and they're alright, but having more and better is gonna get real important, real fast."
He would rejoin the others later after hearing Narvia and Ariel talking about a 14-flipping-hour decode?! What the everloving fuck is it FOR?! Nero just stared for a moment, and then...well...he hadda' ask.
"What the heck are you doing with that thing? What takes half a freakin' day on these things?"
@Balthazar007 Quick question! If my aim is to knock one guy into the next guy in some fashion, or something to that effect, how would you like that to work out?
@Double I discussed in the PM, right? You have total freedom on that part, but there's stuff to fall back on.
As a trained sniper, Niko felt most comfortable being up and away from it all. It wasn't necessarily because he enjoyed taking people's lives away, but rather he thought of the detachment from the center of action helpful to his state of calm. It was very reminescent of using a plane to assault a ground target. The pilot does not feel the kind of pressure he would in aerial combat, with another guy firing missles their way. His brother was a decent pilot, so he knew the feeling right off when Niko described it. Anyway, the point of this was that Niko elected to take up position on a roof. It was generally out of the sight of people, it had a commanding view of the parking lot that WU would be taking their mark, and was a little hard for somebody to sneak up on him here. Of course, it wouldn't be a proper stake-out without an interruption, so there goes his cellphone with the ringtone he chose for the army. Sighing, he picked up.
"This is Niko. What's up?"
"Corporal Niko Renzo?"
"Speaking."
"This is Central Dispatch. We've just been notified that your brother, Lieutenant Jonathan Renzo, is currently hospitalized in critical condition-"
Niko's eyes shot open, his jaw going a little slack as the dispatcher relayed the news. Winger was alive, but he'd taken severe rib damage, hip damage, and broken his left arm. His entire respiratory system was traumatized from the impact, like he'd been hit be a large truck, but that wasn't the case at all. He was found in an alley too narrow for that.
"How did this happen?"
"We don't know, sir. He was found in an alley with an as-of-yet unidentified individual that we believe he shot to death. It's possible that this man had performed the deed himself, but with him being full of holes, we may never know."
Maybe not, but Niko had a suspicion. If they hired one assassin, why not two? One for each brother Renzo.
"Could you ask that someone watch over him? Police, if nobody else? I'll try to arrange something more permanent."
"Police are already watching him, due to the investigation of the man's death."
"Right, gotcha. Goodbye."
Those rotten bastards! They really were! It wasn't just him they wanted! They wanted the rest of the family wiped out to cover their trail! He was sure of it! Niko looked out from the roof, all sides, trying to find any sign of Wu. Not yet... Why? What was taking him? Agh, dammit... This couldn't wait. He had to make a call, himself. Winger needed proper protection, and besides, he might need to check up on...
"Athena? You alright? ...are you there?"
He'd dialed the number, got an answer, and then kind of a muffled groan. For a moment, he feared the worst, but then when he got "Hangover." in response and heard her hunting for some coffee, he was a bit more relieved. They hadn't gotten to her. No, apparently, the hair of the dog that bit you was all she had a fight with, really.
"I got to drinking last night after I covered my bet by buying rounds for the house. Sorry you didn't win, by the way, but then the girl ya lost to is really something, so don't feel bad."
"I don't, really. But that's not what I'm calling you about. I need you to do something for me, Athena. My brother's in the hospital and..."
He explained his situation, basically all that he knew in brief report. Athena listened while audibly drinking her coffee, and then...
"Oh, shit. I guess that was real, then."
"...what was real?"
"Well, I'm glad you told me this, Niko, because I just found a dead guy in my living room."
"WHAT?!"
"Dead guy, maybe late 20s, broken wrist, broken neck... Yeah, looks like I killed 'im last night. Too drunk to register what happened, and went right to sleep."
Niko was dumbfounded, then shocked, then angry. They DID try to kill his mentor, and the man they hired got to do it was ended in about half a second while his target was thoroughly intoxicated. He didn't know if that was a comment on Athena's skill or the other guy's lack of skill...or both! Just then, he noticed Wu Han with another man entering the parking lot.
"You do what you have to about that, but I need you to keep an eye on Winger in case he's still in danger. I gotta go now, g'bye!"
He almost dropped the phone, trying to jam it into his pocket, before slipping down to the ground via drain pipe. Wu Han would hear the sound of Niko speeding towards the business suit long before he did. At about the last second, he'd started to look back, but by that time, his legs had been swept out from underneath him and his body shoved to the ground by Niko's right hand. He'd basically grabbed him by the tie for that. If he'd shoved down at his head, the back of the man's skull would've caved in, and he was sorely tempted to. The client - or rather, the mouthpiece they sent to speak FOR the client - found his target - which is to say, Wu's target - scowling down at him.
"My brother is in the hospital and you hired this assassin to kill me. Or rather, you were told to do so. Now, I could've done alot worse, just now, but I didn't. Don't make me want to. Give up your client, and then go into hiding, for all I care. He's the one I want, not you."
The mention of 'He' was under the assumption that this man's boss was ultimately the CEO of the Martian Mining Corporation, Brett Tavors... He needed proof, though, and this was the most solid lead he'd gotten, as of late. Apart from a clandestined attack on the home office itself, Niko wasn't gonna get much better than this, he was sure.
"This is Niko. What's up?"
"Corporal Niko Renzo?"
"Speaking."
"This is Central Dispatch. We've just been notified that your brother, Lieutenant Jonathan Renzo, is currently hospitalized in critical condition-"
Niko's eyes shot open, his jaw going a little slack as the dispatcher relayed the news. Winger was alive, but he'd taken severe rib damage, hip damage, and broken his left arm. His entire respiratory system was traumatized from the impact, like he'd been hit be a large truck, but that wasn't the case at all. He was found in an alley too narrow for that.
"How did this happen?"
"We don't know, sir. He was found in an alley with an as-of-yet unidentified individual that we believe he shot to death. It's possible that this man had performed the deed himself, but with him being full of holes, we may never know."
Maybe not, but Niko had a suspicion. If they hired one assassin, why not two? One for each brother Renzo.
"Could you ask that someone watch over him? Police, if nobody else? I'll try to arrange something more permanent."
"Police are already watching him, due to the investigation of the man's death."
"Right, gotcha. Goodbye."
Those rotten bastards! They really were! It wasn't just him they wanted! They wanted the rest of the family wiped out to cover their trail! He was sure of it! Niko looked out from the roof, all sides, trying to find any sign of Wu. Not yet... Why? What was taking him? Agh, dammit... This couldn't wait. He had to make a call, himself. Winger needed proper protection, and besides, he might need to check up on...
"Athena? You alright? ...are you there?"
He'd dialed the number, got an answer, and then kind of a muffled groan. For a moment, he feared the worst, but then when he got "Hangover." in response and heard her hunting for some coffee, he was a bit more relieved. They hadn't gotten to her. No, apparently, the hair of the dog that bit you was all she had a fight with, really.
"I got to drinking last night after I covered my bet by buying rounds for the house. Sorry you didn't win, by the way, but then the girl ya lost to is really something, so don't feel bad."
"I don't, really. But that's not what I'm calling you about. I need you to do something for me, Athena. My brother's in the hospital and..."
He explained his situation, basically all that he knew in brief report. Athena listened while audibly drinking her coffee, and then...
"Oh, shit. I guess that was real, then."
"...what was real?"
"Well, I'm glad you told me this, Niko, because I just found a dead guy in my living room."
"WHAT?!"
"Dead guy, maybe late 20s, broken wrist, broken neck... Yeah, looks like I killed 'im last night. Too drunk to register what happened, and went right to sleep."
Niko was dumbfounded, then shocked, then angry. They DID try to kill his mentor, and the man they hired got to do it was ended in about half a second while his target was thoroughly intoxicated. He didn't know if that was a comment on Athena's skill or the other guy's lack of skill...or both! Just then, he noticed Wu Han with another man entering the parking lot.
"You do what you have to about that, but I need you to keep an eye on Winger in case he's still in danger. I gotta go now, g'bye!"
He almost dropped the phone, trying to jam it into his pocket, before slipping down to the ground via drain pipe. Wu Han would hear the sound of Niko speeding towards the business suit long before he did. At about the last second, he'd started to look back, but by that time, his legs had been swept out from underneath him and his body shoved to the ground by Niko's right hand. He'd basically grabbed him by the tie for that. If he'd shoved down at his head, the back of the man's skull would've caved in, and he was sorely tempted to. The client - or rather, the mouthpiece they sent to speak FOR the client - found his target - which is to say, Wu's target - scowling down at him.
"My brother is in the hospital and you hired this assassin to kill me. Or rather, you were told to do so. Now, I could've done alot worse, just now, but I didn't. Don't make me want to. Give up your client, and then go into hiding, for all I care. He's the one I want, not you."
The mention of 'He' was under the assumption that this man's boss was ultimately the CEO of the Martian Mining Corporation, Brett Tavors... He needed proof, though, and this was the most solid lead he'd gotten, as of late. Apart from a clandestined attack on the home office itself, Niko wasn't gonna get much better than this, he was sure.
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