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Burning Skies Saloon
Yiski:
--Saloon--
Yiski
"Yeah, that's a topic which neither of us are willin' to discuss at the time. Let's just say it caused some problems for us which are solved now."
Lauren makes herself a Hellfire and takes a gulp of it. Though she's getting used to the drink, it still sends shivers down her spine.
Lauren
"Yeah, I'd like not talking about it either."
--Unknown Building--
Man 2
"You sure we should continue the contract? Looks like he has 24/7 bodyguard."
Man
"Yes, our client was adamant about completing this and why we were given abundant resources to accomplish this. I also will not allow such a man to tarnish our flawless track record."
Man 3
"So, do we have a plan? I'd like to get some pay back on him."
Plasmarobo:
As BrdLine approaches Althea, Plasma does all he can to prevent himself from chuckling. This involves choking on the first half of his drink, and entering a little coughing fit.
He's gunning high that one. Going after an Elite, and a stunning one at that. Good luck.
He shoots Yiski and Althea a reproachful look.
Plasma
"Not all of us can be so lucky in love, you two. Sometimes it takes practice. And a few slaps across the face."
He ducks the Elite's glare. And Yiski begins his 'story'.
Plasma listens with rapt attention. Almost forgetting about the drink in his hand.
He finishes it as Yiski concludes his little tale. Plasma finds that he only has more questions about the Mysterious commander. He bats them away.
Plasma
"Well, I'm a bit new around here. Technically, I'm subordinate to the Admiral and Commander, but it's in a sort of round-about way. I'm a Lieutenant in the fleet. Or at least, a branch of it. Until recently it's been quiet. Import/Export detail and guard duties. We shouldn't even be up for the guard, but recent events... Well, I suppose it was lucky I was. Anyway, I ship out tomorrow. Top Secret mission and all of that. But it'll be nice to have sky under my feet again. And I'm sure it's not nearly as dangerous as the Captain says... I've only just found this saloon you see. I'd like to continue visiting..."
He sighs. Asks for another Hellfire and sips it moodily.
Yiski:
--Unknown Building--
Man 2
"It seems the the guards have a detailed description of you and seem to be actively searching for you."
Man
"It is to be expected. As a weapon craftsman, he certainly does pay attention to detail. However, this works in our favor."
Man 3
"Are we going to use our alternate appearances?"
Man
"No, only I will. Based on the information, Yiski only managed to give a description of me. It should be easy enough to alter my appearance and voice."
Man 2
"You sure this plan will work? It does have a high risk."
Man
"They are a reactive bunch. Once I neutralize the bodyguard, I am counting on the rest of you to suppress his friends. Remember, no deaths as per our contract."
Man 4
"You know as well as I do that condition only increases our chance of failure."
Man
"Be that as it may, I would prefer not to make our client angry, given our past history."
Man 2
"Okay fine, non-lethal takedowns aside, when is this happening?"
Man
"Tomorrow morning."
Honeybadger:
-Saloon-
Two heavily armored guards march into the doorway of the Saloon, if they were armed they hid their weapons well. They stood at opposite sides of the doorway scanning the room. Naturally Althea was put off by this. The people who noticed thought it might have been Papa before they realized that the guards were Yeshan military. As the two men finished scanning the room, they knocked on the saloon door.
On Que, a Yeshan man who was adorned in fine fabrics and covered in medals strolled into the saloon with his head held high and his arms crossed behind his back. Then then whispered something to his guard and scanned the room.
Yeshan
"Alright."
He moves his hands to the front of his body and slowly takes both gloves off and puts them in his coat pocket.
Yeshan
"Who wants to tell me where he is?"
RearAdmiralZill:
-Saloon-
Zill was back in thought, staring at his mug. This time it was Yiski to snap him out of it.
Yiski
"Don't think too hard grandpa, you might hurt yourself."
Zill
"Witty today aren't we? Too bad that glass couldn't of made you look better for Lauren."
Yiski
"Jokes aside, what's eating you?"
Zill
"You do know those guys will try again, I hope."
Yiski
"Well yea, that's expected. I want to know who they work for."
Zill
"Well once Althea finds them, she isn't asking questions."
Yiski
"Good point..."
Just then a courier brings a package for Zill, along with a letter. Jun'ko paws at it and looks inside.
Jun'ko
"Is that a bomb?!"
Althea jumped at the word and rushed over. Zill took the explosive out before she could snatch it, his pistol in her gut.
Zill
"You're pretty slow for an Elite. It's not going to explode."
Althea
"Well at least get that pistol off me."
He lowered his gun, and she backed up, sitting next to Jun'ko.
Zill
"Before any of you ask, it's an experiment of mine, and you'll do well to just accept that I have a bomb in my possession."
Jun'ko
"Any particular reason or are you just collecting them now?"
Zill
"Insurance."
Everyone turns to the Yeshans entering, followed by the one questioning for someone.
Zill
"Before anyone answers any of your concerns, who are you?"
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