I was a Highwayman...

[Maccus Thorne]

"...Along the coach roads I did ride. Sword and pistol by my side. Many a young maid, lost their baubles to my trade. Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade..." The man stopped, staring into the eyes of an Ithorian in a filthy and nearly collapsed cantina. Slowly, Maccus placed his hand on the body of the acoustic guitar, a sadistic smile on his face.

Maccus stood on the wooden floor of the cantina, strumming his guitar, the grin remaining. He wore a black suit and his jet black hair was combed back rather carefully. He slowly set his black guitar case upon the bar, slowly unlatching it and placing his gloved hand on the top, slowly lifting it up. He then carefully set the guitar back into the case. The scrawny bartender's eyes were locked onto him, obviously nervous.

Maccus gazed at the bartender, before quickly reaching into his suit pocket, removing a rather small slugthrower pistol, leveling it with the bartender's forehead. A shot ran throughout the cantina, and Maccus slowly spun around, raising the pistol in a single hand, firing a single slug at his target. The shot struck the Ithroian's throat, sending him to his knees before slowly collapsing. "The bastards hung me..." Maccus grinned as he glanced around the now empty bar. He slowly slid the weapon back into his suit pocket, concealing it. He then slowly headed back to the bar, the floor creaking with every step. He latched his guitar case, gripped the handle of it, and calmly exited the cantina.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

The target was someone named [member="Maccus Thorne "]. From what info Jenn had been given he was a dangerous man with a passion for music. An odd but likey deadly combination, from what Jenna could understand at least. He'd been wanted by the OP for a number of murders and the like that were traced back to enemies of the Portectorate. Assasinations of friends and allies, along with a few innocens caught in the mix. For the OP it was a simple matter of finding out who hired him. That was where the undercover agent came in.

Entering the cantina dressed in a more business type suit, adorning glasses and a professional tone to her, Jenna had found her man. She needed to be cautious about this and act the part she'd given herself This was all a matter of baiting after all.

She walked up to him and said "Mr. Thorne. I'm Glinda Myers, comming on behalf of my employeer who would like to make a porposition with you."

 

[Maccus Thorne]

Near the exit, a women suddenly shuffled in. He stared at her, gently tapping his guitar case with his fingers. "Ma'am, I apologize but I am currently employed. I must be takin' off." He muttered. He give a polite nod, however he stopped himself from exiting. His head slowly turned, gazing at the woman. "Who is your employer?" He asked, gesturing towards the women as he spoke. He spoke in a somewhat raspy, yet deep voice. "How do you know me? I don't recall meetin' ya'." He grinned at the woman, turning back to the door, moments from walking out.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

From first indication it seemd as though [member="Maccus Thorne "] as an indecivise sort to Jenna. First he tries to tell her he can't work for her false employer and then begins to ask questions. It did make her raise an eyebrow before trying to talk to him. Walking up to Thorne she explained "He's a very important man with a lot of enemies. Some he wants taken care of in your usual fashion. And no, we haven't met. My employer has heard about you from some of you other....clients. He wishes to make an offer if you'll accept it. One million credits for every head you bring him. And there's a few heads he'd like to see on his desk."

 

[Maccus Thorne]

He turned back to the women, grinning. "A million? Where would I find your...employer?" He asked. "Have I heard of 'em before?" He continued to ask question, before he slowly began to step closer to the women. "Listen to me, I prefer to keep my meetings swift and end it as soon as possible. Why has he not contacted me himself instead...Instead of sendin' a woman to get the job done. I'll have your employer's name, or I may send him the head of someone else..." He glared at the woman, his gaze locked onto her.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

Keeping with her persona Jenna, or rather "Glinda" tensed when [member="Maccus Thorne "] had approched her and began to ask more and more about her fake employer. Even more when he threatned her life, something she wouldn't ordinarily be intimidated by. It was small little actions like those that kept the illusion alive. Clearing her throat she continued with "He wishes to keep thing anonamyous. If things go bad he doesn't want this transaction to be traced back to him. But if you're so keen to meet with him.....perhaps an exception can be made." She then reached into her purse and stepped away, pulling out a small comm phone to speak with her "employer". In reality it was her fellow agent acting as the dirver for the car they procuered. Once she was finished she turned back to Thorne and said "He'll speak with you then. Come with me." she walked out, expecting him to follow, before showing him to the speeder-car that was awaiting both of them.

 

[Maccus Thorne]

He raised his guitar case, nodding. He took a step back from the women, following her out the door. Upon reaching the vehicle, he looked the vehicle over, gesturing towards the door without a word. He then took a step back, allowing the women to enter the vehicle first, out of politeness. "After you." Was all the man had said.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

Despite his gesture "Glinda" kept a serious tone on her face as she entered. Taking her seat and waiting for [member="Maccus Thorne "] to take his she kept her usual professional composure. Once both were in she called to the driver "Let's go.", signaling to take off. During the flight it seemed as though they were taking forever but "Glinda" didn't say a word. All she did was fix her hair or look out the window, anything to avoid looking at or speaking to Thorne the entire time.

 

[Maccus Thorne]

He carefully climbed into the car, shutting the door behind him. He occasionaly glanced over to the women, but mainly kept his eyes locked onto his black guitar case. He kept both of his hands in his pocket, preparing to remove and fire the slugthrower at any moment if needed. However, he began to sing. "You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time. Sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Go tell that long tongued liar, tell that midnight rider, tell the rambler, the gambler...the backbiter. Tell 'em..." He continued to sing quietly, staring down at his guitar case.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

During his singing the driver kept looking back, obviously uneasy with his sudden song. He kept looking to "Glinda" how gave little gestures to keep him calm or to keep his mind on track for what they needed to do. After a few more minutes they eventually landed, coming into a darkened alleyway. She gestured for [member="Maccus Thorne "] to exit first, since he was on the opening side. While he did both she and the driver readied themselves for what was to come next.

 

[Maccus Thorne]

He exited the vehicle in silence, gripping his guitar case. He examined his surroundings, staying calm despite being in the closed in alleyway. He removed a pack of unfiltered cigarettes, lighting the cigarette with a match. He glared at the woman, before removing his cigarette for a moment to speak. "Where is your employer? If he don't show up in a minute or two, I'm takin' off." He glanced around, attempting to remain calm in the small alleyway, it was quite a vulnerable position to be in.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

The minute both "Glinda" and the driver stepped out they had weapons armed and pointed at [member="Maccus Thorne "]. "Sorry, honey." she said, throwing her glasses off. "Looks like you walked into a trap." She kept her gun trained on him while telling the driver/agent "Tell them we have him. Bring a truck around to keep him secure." While he was doingt hat she still stayed on him while saying "Yeah, sorry. Did I forget to mention I'm actually not interested in hiring. Now arresting you! That's more my speed."

 

[Maccus Thorne]

He heard the women speak, and slowly spun around, staring at the woman with no emotion. "I'll be singin' at your funeral." He vowed, unable to hold back a grin. "You all probably are real proud of yourselves. I assume I could trust you with my guitar?" He asked, slowly raising the guitar case and stepping over to the agent who was standing next to Jenna Templar. "Remember this...You can outrun the devil if you try, but you can't outrun the hands of time."

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

The agent, after returning, said "They'll be here in 15 minutes." After that he looked confused when [member="Maccus Thorne "] offered his guitar. Jenna looked to him and nodded, the agent taking it and tepping back as soon as he could, Jenna still keeping her blaster on him if he tried anything. Even when he gave his little lecture about time and all she rolled her eyes while saying "Yeah, yeah. Save the fortune cookie stuff for the boys when you're in lock up." After that she reached into her purse and pulled out energy cuffs and said "Now hands behind your back. And nothing funny."

 

[Maccus Thorne]

With a calm nod, he spun around, placing his hands behind his back. "Well, there's a man, goin' round, takin' names. He decides who to free, and who to blame. Everybody wants too be treated, all the same. There'll be a golden letter comin' down, when the man comes around." The man opened his mouth and began singing rather loudly and passionately.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

As he continued to sing Jenna rolled her eyes while asking "Did we bring a gag at all?" the agent shrugging. Once he was cuffed Jenna brought him back to the car and tossed in him into the back seat. She kept the door open while keeping the blaster pointed at him. For now it was a matter of waiting for the backup to arrive. During that time the agent who was holding the guitar case examined it, wondering what his intrusment looked like. His curioisty got the better of him as he decided to try and open it.

 

[Maccus Thorne]

He watched with a smirk as the agent opened the guitar. It was simply a regular guitar case. The guitar itself was a wooden acoustic guitar, nothing unusual. "If you touch that guitar, boy. I. Will. Take. Your. Life." Was all the man said, waiting to get a response from the agent, he then looked to the women. "Your tactics were quite impressive." He said, giving a polite nod.

[member="Jenna Templar"]

 

[Tanalth]

With his threat made it was clear to the agent not to touch the guitar. He nodded and closed the case, backing off. Meanwhile as he made his comment to Jenna she huffed and said "Just good old fashioned 'you falling for the old fake employer' gag. Nothing too special about it. I'm just that good an actor." [member="Maccus Thorne "].

 

[Maccus Thorne]

"Well, I guess it is just time to wait for your good ol' friends to pop by." His gaze then went to the floor, and did not say a single word after that.

[member="Jenna Templar"]