LOCATION: Valley of the Lords – Prospective Bird’s Nest
ALLIES: One Sith, [member="Hal Terrano"]
ENEMIES: Omega Protectorate and friends; [member=Mia Monroe]
OBJECTIVE: Incapacitate/Kill Mia Monroe
The second the assault had become evident, Tyger Tyger was in contact with [member="Darth Janus"].
“Yes, my lord – I said conventional forces. Artillery, airstrikes, the works -- I just watched a bomber get perished by a minivan…”
And he had, in fact. This densely overpopulated city-planet was like a bunch of sardine cans packed into a sardine can. The people lived all over each other; traffic was everywhere, and constant. On-the-fly airborne deployment with hasty intelligence was, frankly, laughably suicidal.
“No, we’re holding it down. I can’t tell if they got bad intel, or if they’re just fething lost…”
Despite his incredulity, he remained humorless. Milo didn’t take pride in being a ruthless killer – it was just something he did. The weakness of his opponent did not one bit change the emotional content of the job at hand.
“Yes, m’lord,” he confirmed, a stirring somewhere in the recesses of his brain. He thought of his graduation from basic training, and how the presiding Sith Officer made Milo’s father tonguekiss his boots in front of the whole family just to impress upon the newly-minted soldier just who it was that was in charge.
“Yes.” Back in the employ of the Sith; Milo recognized that this was the very atmosphere his father had always planned to escape.
He looked to [member="Hal Terrano"], the Sith Knight appointed to carry his equipment, to guard him as he worked, and realized that things
had changed, if only in a certain sense. He closed the comm.
From an adjacent rooftop, Milo spotted Mia Monroe advancing up the path toward the Valley of the Lords, a pack of six vornskr breaking off from behind her and splitting into two groups. He whistled, garnering Hal’s attention, then directing it to the pack leader with an upward nod of his head. Milo drew his
bowcaster from his back, switching the firing setting to the Explosive Quarrels, and brought it to his eye to aim.
With a
clang!, the bolt was fired, aiming for the terrain directly before Mia, trying to blow her up or bar her advance, hopefully dicing her up with environmental shrapnel.
Quickly, he took cover behind the duracrete barrier that existed to keep people from falling, allowing his accomplice to draw aggro. Upon Hal’s departure, he would switch his mode of fire to the traditional energy blast, then pop up to provide support should he see her draw that slugthrower again.