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6 yrs ago
Current Space: The final frontier. The womb: The first frontier. Somewhere between those two: the ocean.
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6 yrs ago
Lost? Confused? Lacking direction? Need to find a purpose in your life?
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Gator checked the hologram on his wrist communicator. Another thief. Gator was a mercenary. One that was good enough to get a galactic pardon after an incident where he saved a Senator on Vyria YL3. Now he was offered jobs to assist local law enforcement. A development that put him at odds with some of his friends who still prefered to work for the various criminal enterprises around the galaxy, but Gator assured he was only working for the highest bidder, and right now, the government were paying a pretty penny to keep order on some of these outer worlds.

Walking over to an atmospheric shuttle being used by law enforcement, he held up his wrist communicator and flashed his credentials. The officers stood aside to show Gator the data they had acquired. "What's an Efferus, like you doing out this way, Bounty Hunter?" An officer asked, his voice snide and condescending. Gator just smirked. "I was on vacation, but decided to help you boys out." Gator knew better than to antagonise Law Enforcement. "Anyway, I want a lift to this roof." He pointed at a building on the holo-map. "And what makes you think he's there? We already checked there," The other officer remarked. Gator shook his head. "I know. I don't think he's there-" He gestured to the slightly shorter building next to it. "- He's there, but landing a shuttle on that building will spook him." A troubled sigh. "You see, your not coming up with anything new spreading out, and the orbital platform didn't pick up any shuttles, so you should focus in. The only building without a full rooftop scan is that one there, so we can deduce that's where he is." A few grumbles from the two officers, as they readied the transport to take Gator to his desired building.

Landing on the building, Gator exited the craft and walked over to the edge. Looking down, he could see his prey sitting there. Gator leapt from his building and landed with a loud thud behind his prey. "Voze. I'm here to take you in or offer you a deal. You give me half from what you make selling that, and I'll leave an opening for your escape when I hand you over to the authorities."
“Ignore him. Clearly his common sense died when he did.” Nikulas said as he trotted his horse past Henri.
Nikulas chuckled at the Human trying to gain control of the situation. “And saying you don’t want to be locked up again, makes it sound like you want someone to ask what you did to land in prison.”
The Aasimar mounted his horse. “So, shall we get going?”
Noice.
Just one more question before I begin work on my CS.
Are there other sentient species like Elves or Dwarves, or is it just humans?
So would I be correct in thinking this is a low magic RP, so magic is rare/doesn’t really exist(like Game of Thrones or LOTR)?
He didn’t say “Secret Business” out loud.
"If there are no witnesses, they can spin the story however they like," Nikulas said a little disappointed at the Lich who clearly had no concept of strategy or political espionage.
"Because that's not the mission." Nikulas sighed as he donned a cloak to hide his armour. "Its almost like you've never helped depose a noble before." He said finally turning to the Lich. "If we kill everyone, then he becomes a Martyr. It's just like your kind to never see the big picture." He turned back to tighten the straps of his saddle.
Nikulas approached the stables clad in his leather ninja armour. "Sorry, I'm late." He paused as he recalled what he had been up to. "I had business to attend to." Secret Business.
He turned to Rose. "If we are a SECRET task force, do you really think that it would be wise to flaunt your abilities before even making it into the city? Take a horse. The guards will be less likely to take note if we pretend to be normal travellers." He took the mask and hood off and stowed them in a saddlebag. Saddling up a white horse. "As for you Lich King." He said putting a sarcastic emphasis on the title of 'king.' "Unless you Necromantic Powers include shapeshifting to appear 'alive,' you better start rethinking just how useful you are to a task force that is meant to go undetected."
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