A Jaunt in the Shadows

[Ordo]

[member="Kraigmiir Hijiin"] [member="Rolland CZ M1 002"] [member="Noah Corek"] [member="Lisa Ticon"] [member="Xar"] [member="Jaryn Rhane"] [member="Bjork Corsair"]

Ordo lifted his glass to his lips and took a sip not looking at the gathered group.

He waited for the server and a bantha steak medium rare to arrive. She sat the plate down along with the food and drink for Xar before retreating with a smile.

"The target and who it belongs to is irrelevant." Johnson said as he began to cut his steak, "what you need to know is it is on Bonadan and is a Subach heafquarters. Ypu can use whatever means necessary to remove the buildings from existence. Civilian body count loses you money, any data, hardrives, scans you manage to provide can bonuses. Stolen products are yours to keep, as long as scans are provided or you let a technician I'll provide look though it first. Questions?"

He lifted a piece of juice dripping meat to his mouth and popped it in casually.

 

[Riggs]

Shifting slightly in his seat he watched "Mr. Johnson" receive his meal then begin to speak about the job. Listening he folded his arms slowly over his chest as he took in the ramifications of the bit of specifics he had heard. Clearing his throat lightly he scratched his face, the slight rasp of his hand against the stubble on his face.

"So does this mean that the assortment of individuals here today are working on a team or as solo operatives?" Bjork didn't like the idea of being thrown into a team he didn't know, not that he couldn't and wouldn't, but the idea of separate objectives, goals, and operations at a single target at the same time by multiple people spelled even more danger not only for the succession of the job but for the people involved.

[member="Ordo"]

 

[Commander Lusk]

[member="Ordo"] [member="Jaryn Rhane"] [member="Xar"] [member="Lisa Ticon"] [member="Kraigmiir Hijiin"][member="Noah Corek"]

"No questions. Consider it done." With a nod Rolland stood at parade rest through the entire conversation of Ordo and the hunters he saw fit to hire. Popping to attention, Rolland performed a pivot to the right walking towards the door. As he hit the door he stopped. Rage seethed from Rolland as he put his hand on the doorway to keep himself from leaving. "If I see you again, freaking powers or not. I will kill you." Without looking back he spoke again. "And if you kill, I'm going to make sure you know what pain is before you do." Letting go of the doorframe the metal around it was dented and crushed from Rolland's enhanced strength and rage.

"Good talk Mister Johnson." He said before stepping outside and into the sunlight. He had left and was headed to make sure his employer got what he wanted