A little Rekindling (Noah Corek)

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One benefit to be found after a chaotic event that shakes the entire galaxy: plenty of work for a freelancer. That was the attitude Jenna Templar, a firmer agent of the Omega Protectorate, had found after the events of the “Netherworld Incident”. She’d already been gone from the Protectorate’s ranks before, a falling out caused by her own reckless behavior. When things had gone to hell Templar had been one of the luckier ones not to become involved in the grand events that happened. The news afterwards, however, had shaken her down to her very core.

The horrifying images and accounts she saw and heard had made Jenna realize how broken the galaxy was. Part of her wanted to return to the Protectorate to try and help pick up the pieces, yet more of her couldn’t bring herself to do so. Too much pain was left there, and a lot she didn’t want to deal with.

Instead Jenna continued her freelance work, which brought her to where she was. One job after another, the nature of them changing per employer, all accumulated into one grand smudge on her ledger. Stealing. Forging accounts. Even going so far as to act as hired muscle for one or two men in order to make sure a client complied. She thought it would make her feel better…

Jenna had an apartment on Sullust, a nice enough place. It was small, a lot smaller than the one she had when working with the Protectorate. It was a little messier as well. Jenna didn’t have as much of a care as before. She only sat on her couch, watching the holonet, and often had a bottle and glass in hand as she would simply wait for the day someone would come knocking on her door to try and finish her off. At least it would be a nice little piece of excitement in a long while.

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Jenna Templar"]

Sullust. A little volcanic for Noah's taste but if it were a place where one wanted to buy a apartment he wasn't going to judge. Though most apartments on the planet were in the massive underground cave-cities the Sullustans built to shield themselves from the surface of the planet, not that Noah could blame them, the planets surface was a hell hole, quite literally.

Noah was here for a purpose though, he still picked up a few SorroSub weapons though, he was here to track down a certain special someone. Not that it had been hard but the time he had waited was because of inner turmoil with both his family and the Protectorate. In truth it had been easy to track her down. Between his multiple contacts in the GIA from his days in the Republic Army's Special Forces Division and having MICO at his fingertips it had been relatively easy.

Noah turned the corner of the hallway he had been walking down and quickly shook his head. In the middle of the hall, most likely in front of Jenna's door stood five armed men. Two with suppressed SMG's, two with suppressed shotguns and one with a suppressed LMG. He was facing five men, three of which had automatic weapons and the other two mostly had semi-auto scatterguns designed to pierce armor. What did Noah have? His sword, his blade, his pistols, his armor and his cloak. This wouldn't be a fair fight... For them.

A minute later, not even more like forty-five seconds, Jenna's doorbell rang. When she came and opened the door she would find Noah standing there, pistol in his right hand with smoke curling up from the suppressor and sword in his left hand blood still dripping from it. Around him were the five assassins. Three died from .45 caliber slugs to the head, one from seven .45 straight to the chest, obviously shot at point blank with the barrel shoved against his chest and the last one was actually decapitated. Noah smiled and pulled his hood down to reveal his face. "May I come in?"

 

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The minute she heard the doorbell Jenna had reached for her pistol hidden under the cushion of her couch; one of many hidden around her apartment. She tensed as she aimed it at the door before slowly standing and walkig towards it. She peeked through the peep-hole only to see a hooded man there with a number of dead men around him. Obviously confused she quickly flung the door open, her pistol aimed right at the man's head. She only glanced at the assassins strung about before looking back to the man in the hood; Once he revaled himself as @oah Corek Jenna felt everything in her gut drop down to her feet.

It was because it had been so long since she'd seen him. It wasn't because he'd just actually saved her life, again, by killing the assassins. It wasn't that part of her thought he was here to kill her for leaving the Protectorate. It wasn't even for the sake that she had a gun pointed at him. It was because she was standing in front of him with nothing but an undershirt, panties and socks on.

Her face went red as she dropped her gun and asked "How....how did you find me?"

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Jenna Templar"]

Noah raised an eyebrow at what he saw before him. When people saw Noah's reaction and actions to women in public, they thought of him as a lecherous horn dog who was just looking his next piece of tail. What they saw was what Noah wanted them to see, it gave them false information and misdirected them from what Noah really was, a man who could smile at you to your face while his friend snuck up and garroted you. Few knew this was Noah's actual personality and fewer were even still alive. So needless to say when Noah saw Jenna's dress, or lack thereof, he didn't even blink.

When she asked how he found her Noah just chuckled. "Jenna, I spent twelve years in the Republic Special Forces Divisions premier black ops unit. I've made mulitple contacts both inside the GIA and nearly every other intelligence agency in the galaxy. Combine to that the fact that I basically have MICO at my fingertips and I'm a natural born hunter and it was actually pretty easy, well for me anyway. So again, may I come in?"

 

[Tanalth]

When [member="Noah Corek"] answered in such a 'matter-of-fact' way Jenna did feel stupid for asking. She forgot how well connected he was, or how much she still hadn't learned from him while under his tutor in the Protectorate. She only stood aside and gestured for him to come in as an answer. After that she glanced back at the hallway were the dead men were before closing the door. Someone was going to see it soon, but her thoughts were too distracted as it were with Noah being there.

What Noah would see of her apartment was a mess. Blinds half closed. Some old cartens of emtpy food here and there. Some of her clothes strung about. A poster with a transoshain face with two throwing knives sticking out of it on the wall; the third having missed just above. A few empty bottles and cans about. It looked a though Jenn had hit something or a really low point in her life.

She turned to him and asked "Who were those guys in the hallway? I take it you already knew they were coming and that's why you showed up?"