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"Know what? If you want to turn me in I'll just shoot you, shoot the droid and probably go down guns blazing against the mercs - I noticed the ship wasn't starting before I got on board. There's option one. Option two... Gimme a shot. Maybe I'll be more use alive. Besides, I'm willing to buy my way offworld if you're all for it." Rayne said, sighing in defeat as she walked through 'option two'. Thrill was great, but as much fun as it would be to take on all those mercs, Rayne just didn't feel like dying today!
It was a rainy Saturday morning in Namimori. The rest of a dull, wet day was still ahead. The streets were empty, save for the occasional person or two running to cover with umbrellas and coats.
Ami Sawada was just one of many kids stuck inside on this miserable day. It wasn't all so bad though! Dad was sick, so staying home and being able to care for him felt good. He hadn't told her his death was more or less assured at this stage, so Ami was blissfully unaware, hoping he would get better with time. For now, they were both happy to spend more time together even if it was mostly small talk about Ami's school life.
Today wasn't always planned to be spent at home though. Hinata and Ami would be bowling right now if not for the bad weather, so Ami called it off. After all, she couldn't drive and usually screwed up riding bikes, so she ran places instead. ...So not today, nope.
"Hey, Ami?" Sora broke the silence between the two after a lengthy phonecall. His voice was hushed the whole way through, probably didn't want Ami to hear anything. He always wore that calm smile of his, masking the pain he felt.
"Did you need something else?" Ami asked politely as she set a tray of tea down on the table beside Dad.
"Heh. I know it's not nice outside, but... Would you mind going to your friend's house for the day? What's his name..."
"Hinata?"
"Yeah... I've got visitors coming over, you see. For business." Sora said, his tone lowering, "...I don't want you here when they arrive."
Ami didn't really want to argue about it, "If you say so... He won't mind. At least I don't think so. Should I come home before dark?"
Sora stiffly shook his head, "Wait until I call you personally, okay? Just.. stay there for as long as it takes."
"I can't have a sleepover at a guy's house. People might get the wrong idea!" Ami said, turning her nose up at the thought of it. It's not like Hinata was her boyfriend, he was just a really good friend, ...who happened to be a boy. "But, if you think so... I'll explain it to his parents. What's so important about this business meeting of yours?"
"...I'll explain everything after we're done, okay?" Sora said with an honest smile. Even so, it was pretty obvious something weird was going on. Dad had never acted like this before. All Ami knew was that he had a lot of weird foreign pals. Italians, Russians, Americans, but mostly Italians.
Ami didn't know what to say. It was a sudden 'get out of here' message, but not really hostile in any way. Besides, she was too young to leave the house! And with Dad needing care, why send her away unless it's really really important? She couldn't ask anymore questions, because she knew she wouldn't get any answers easily. All she could think to do was hesitantly nod and agree, "Okay."
And within the next few minutes, she was out the door and walking with an umbrella through the heavy rain. All she needed was to go to 'Nata's place, nothing could go wrong could it?
Meanwhile at the airport not too far from the town, a private plane in all-black touched down. It's occupants were some CEDEF Agents, a and a baby in a Mafia costume, sleeping with his hat covering his beady eyes. ...But these weren't on their way to meet with Sora Sawada, the Vongola Dodecimo. At least not yet. There was going to be an attack, and Sora had specifically told his close allies to wait until that happened - recon, no violence until there were confirmed enemy family movements in Nami town...
Among the little squad was Leonardo Mancini, the boss man of the CEDEF. A subordinate of his, Ruby Chambers, not-so-womanlike and drooling in her sleep. The notorious Home Tutor Hitman, Reborn! And last but not least, ...whoever that shady figure was at the back of the plane. Black hair, gleaming red eyes - might as well be Alucard himself.
Ami Sawada was just one of many kids stuck inside on this miserable day. It wasn't all so bad though! Dad was sick, so staying home and being able to care for him felt good. He hadn't told her his death was more or less assured at this stage, so Ami was blissfully unaware, hoping he would get better with time. For now, they were both happy to spend more time together even if it was mostly small talk about Ami's school life.
Today wasn't always planned to be spent at home though. Hinata and Ami would be bowling right now if not for the bad weather, so Ami called it off. After all, she couldn't drive and usually screwed up riding bikes, so she ran places instead. ...So not today, nope.
"Hey, Ami?" Sora broke the silence between the two after a lengthy phonecall. His voice was hushed the whole way through, probably didn't want Ami to hear anything. He always wore that calm smile of his, masking the pain he felt.
"Did you need something else?" Ami asked politely as she set a tray of tea down on the table beside Dad.
"Heh. I know it's not nice outside, but... Would you mind going to your friend's house for the day? What's his name..."
"Hinata?"
"Yeah... I've got visitors coming over, you see. For business." Sora said, his tone lowering, "...I don't want you here when they arrive."
Ami didn't really want to argue about it, "If you say so... He won't mind. At least I don't think so. Should I come home before dark?"
Sora stiffly shook his head, "Wait until I call you personally, okay? Just.. stay there for as long as it takes."
"I can't have a sleepover at a guy's house. People might get the wrong idea!" Ami said, turning her nose up at the thought of it. It's not like Hinata was her boyfriend, he was just a really good friend, ...who happened to be a boy. "But, if you think so... I'll explain it to his parents. What's so important about this business meeting of yours?"
"...I'll explain everything after we're done, okay?" Sora said with an honest smile. Even so, it was pretty obvious something weird was going on. Dad had never acted like this before. All Ami knew was that he had a lot of weird foreign pals. Italians, Russians, Americans, but mostly Italians.
Ami didn't know what to say. It was a sudden 'get out of here' message, but not really hostile in any way. Besides, she was too young to leave the house! And with Dad needing care, why send her away unless it's really really important? She couldn't ask anymore questions, because she knew she wouldn't get any answers easily. All she could think to do was hesitantly nod and agree, "Okay."
And within the next few minutes, she was out the door and walking with an umbrella through the heavy rain. All she needed was to go to 'Nata's place, nothing could go wrong could it?
Meanwhile at the airport not too far from the town, a private plane in all-black touched down. It's occupants were some CEDEF Agents, a and a baby in a Mafia costume, sleeping with his hat covering his beady eyes. ...But these weren't on their way to meet with Sora Sawada, the Vongola Dodecimo. At least not yet. There was going to be an attack, and Sora had specifically told his close allies to wait until that happened - recon, no violence until there were confirmed enemy family movements in Nami town...
Among the little squad was Leonardo Mancini, the boss man of the CEDEF. A subordinate of his, Ruby Chambers, not-so-womanlike and drooling in her sleep. The notorious Home Tutor Hitman, Reborn! And last but not least, ...whoever that shady figure was at the back of the plane. Black hair, gleaming red eyes - might as well be Alucard himself.
Rayne's game face remained as she greeted the pilot, ...riiight up until a freaking IG-88 walked up behind him. Yeah, the whole threatening aura just sort of disappeared. In fact now those two were the threat!
"Aw, Sithspit... Uh, yeah!" Rayne span the blaster and slotted it back in its holster, "I was just leaving." She laughed, turning and walking off the ship, whistling merrily to herself as if nothing happened here. A minute later there was a massive volley of blasters fired outside, and Rayne ran back into the ship with both her guns drawn.
"Okay, I'm sorry about breaking in. But can't we work something out?! I repent or whatever, just.. anything but the mercenaries!" She said, her aim not being trained on Xan this time. Instead she was watching the ramp into the ship where countless people could be heard approaching. "I would give you lotsa credits! Lots and lots of credits!"
"Aw, Sithspit... Uh, yeah!" Rayne span the blaster and slotted it back in its holster, "I was just leaving." She laughed, turning and walking off the ship, whistling merrily to herself as if nothing happened here. A minute later there was a massive volley of blasters fired outside, and Rayne ran back into the ship with both her guns drawn.
"Okay, I'm sorry about breaking in. But can't we work something out?! I repent or whatever, just.. anything but the mercenaries!" She said, her aim not being trained on Xan this time. Instead she was watching the ramp into the ship where countless people could be heard approaching. "I would give you lotsa credits! Lots and lots of credits!"
The watchman pup began circling through and around Sammy's feet, emitting that weird purr-growling to express it's happiness. Lauren just fake smiled at the little devil, rearing her foot back to kick it, ...but it just didn't feel right, so she didn't send it flying. "Told ya' he would be a nuisance..." She said rolling her eyes. Despite that one foul up the pup made, it seemed fine with everyone else. John even picked it up and petted it like a cat. He found a box to sit on, leaned back against the wall and let the little watchman curl up on his lap.
"Nathan, we're in the clear. Seems the mutants outside stopped bothering, too." Viktor said as he listened out beyond the cellar. Nothing... Nothing but rain could be heard up there now.
"Nathan, we're in the clear. Seems the mutants outside stopped bothering, too." Viktor said as he listened out beyond the cellar. Nothing... Nothing but rain could be heard up there now.
"Just what I require..." Rayne murmured upon entering the landing bay for a certain malfunctioning ship. The poor guy inside it probably wouldn't know what hit him... While the door was still open she crept on inside and slid one of the blasters out of its holster. As the sound of boots trampling on the metal floor came closer, Rayne took cover. And as soon as the hopefully-alone pilot was close enough, she'd turn the corner and blast his face off!
No, no, that's way too harsh. I'll give him or her a nice, friendly 'get the hell off my new ship'. Yeah, that works!
So she revised her new plan not to blast the guy's face off, and instead prepared to make him give the ship up, without having to give him a third, molten eye!
No, no, that's way too harsh. I'll give him or her a nice, friendly 'get the hell off my new ship'. Yeah, that works!
So she revised her new plan not to blast the guy's face off, and instead prepared to make him give the ship up, without having to give him a third, molten eye!
"It'll grow up to be a monster, Sammy. But..." Lauren sighed, dropping the gun in her backpack, "Fine. Only keep it until morning though." She asserted, nodding at Nathan. If it was anyone else, the little critter would be mush by now.
The little watchman's head rose out of Sammy's arms and it let out a cute growl that sounded somewhat like a purr. John scratched underneath it's chin, chuckling to himself as the small creature continued it's purr-growling. "See, he's not that bad! Laurie, c'mon."
Lauren reluctantly started to pet the watchman's head as John took his hand away, and for a minute everything seemed to be going well. Riiight up until the pup sunk it's teeth into her finger, making two little bloody spots. Baby or not, that was uncalled for! "Hey! It singled me out, that ain't fair!" She cried, falling out of her usually cold and serious attitude. Still... She had to admit, it was pretty cute for a mutant.
The little watchman's head rose out of Sammy's arms and it let out a cute growl that sounded somewhat like a purr. John scratched underneath it's chin, chuckling to himself as the small creature continued it's purr-growling. "See, he's not that bad! Laurie, c'mon."
Lauren reluctantly started to pet the watchman's head as John took his hand away, and for a minute everything seemed to be going well. Riiight up until the pup sunk it's teeth into her finger, making two little bloody spots. Baby or not, that was uncalled for! "Hey! It singled me out, that ain't fair!" She cried, falling out of her usually cold and serious attitude. Still... She had to admit, it was pretty cute for a mutant.
Mos Eisley, Tatooine
"Look... The creds are somewhere safe. I'll pay your boss, but I need to go get 'em first. Of course, if you're gonna keep me here at gunpoint..." The wookie, with his bowcaster placed neatly on the table between them, made a series of growls and grunts before leaning across the table and taking up the bowcaster. The young woman on the other side of the table was sitting casually, one leg over the other and her arm flung over her seat. She looked kinda bored.
"...Well then, what say I give you the credits, and you forget you ever saw me?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. The wookie roared and reached across the table, then grabbed her by the throat, ...but he didn't choke her or anything. Yet.
"Questioning your loyalty? No~, no!" She waved her hands, causing the wookie to growl again, "...Okay, maybe a little." The wookie began to tighten his grip. "Alright! Chill! I'll pay up, but the credits are stashed somewhere safe... Okay? I don't feel like getting my head twisted off over a little debt... Just calm down. Hell, you can be my armed escort if you feel you need to keep an eye on me. No funny business..." The wookie reluctantly let go, but the moment he did there were two quick blasts underneath the table. The wookie was still alive despite the painful burns, but with his blurred vision and weakness he couldn't shoot down the smuggler before she darted off out of the cantina. Some Mandalorian, running away from a fight. Two unfortunate weequay caught the stray bolts, and the wookie began limping after his target.
Rayne Prower had quite a high price on her head due to debts with the Hutts, so Tatooine was the worst place in the galaxy to be waltzing around right now. No ship and not a lot of credits simply spelled 'dead'.
"Gotta find a ship to hijack..." Rayne said as she discretely made her way toward the spaceport. Her right hand hovered over the holster on her right hip just in case things turned sour. "...Or maybe someone would be kind enough to give me a l..i..f..t.. Oh wait, yeah.. this is Mos Eisley. There are no kind people here."
"Look... The creds are somewhere safe. I'll pay your boss, but I need to go get 'em first. Of course, if you're gonna keep me here at gunpoint..." The wookie, with his bowcaster placed neatly on the table between them, made a series of growls and grunts before leaning across the table and taking up the bowcaster. The young woman on the other side of the table was sitting casually, one leg over the other and her arm flung over her seat. She looked kinda bored.
"...Well then, what say I give you the credits, and you forget you ever saw me?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. The wookie roared and reached across the table, then grabbed her by the throat, ...but he didn't choke her or anything. Yet.
"Questioning your loyalty? No~, no!" She waved her hands, causing the wookie to growl again, "...Okay, maybe a little." The wookie began to tighten his grip. "Alright! Chill! I'll pay up, but the credits are stashed somewhere safe... Okay? I don't feel like getting my head twisted off over a little debt... Just calm down. Hell, you can be my armed escort if you feel you need to keep an eye on me. No funny business..." The wookie reluctantly let go, but the moment he did there were two quick blasts underneath the table. The wookie was still alive despite the painful burns, but with his blurred vision and weakness he couldn't shoot down the smuggler before she darted off out of the cantina. Some Mandalorian, running away from a fight. Two unfortunate weequay caught the stray bolts, and the wookie began limping after his target.
Rayne Prower had quite a high price on her head due to debts with the Hutts, so Tatooine was the worst place in the galaxy to be waltzing around right now. No ship and not a lot of credits simply spelled 'dead'.
"Gotta find a ship to hijack..." Rayne said as she discretely made her way toward the spaceport. Her right hand hovered over the holster on her right hip just in case things turned sour. "...Or maybe someone would be kind enough to give me a l..i..f..t.. Oh wait, yeah.. this is Mos Eisley. There are no kind people here."
Maybe some players went missing *shrugs* I was just waiting for everyone else to post first.
Name: Rayne Prower
Race: Human - Mandalorian
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Equipment/Items: Datapad, Commlink, Grappling Hook
Backstory/Personality: I'll probably enter this some time tomorrow. Kinda tired ._.
Race: Human - Mandalorian
Gender: Female
Age: 24
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Faction: Smugglers
Weapons: Twin Blaster Revolvers, Vibrodagger, and anything 'fun' she might stumble across!
Equipment/Items: Datapad, Commlink, Grappling Hook
Backstory/Personality: I'll probably enter this some time tomorrow. Kinda tired ._.
Kay so, I'll edit the introductory crap into this soon. Latest probably being tomorrow *shrugs*
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