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Out of the fire.

Coruscant wasn't always the shining jewel that some tried to make it out to be. Buried beneath the surface of all that permacrete were streets and alleyways shrouded in darkness. A place that never saw the sun, and everything was bathed in the dull glow of street lights. This was the perfect place for societies less fortunate and less favorable to thrive. Where the strong preyed on the weak and unlucky. Tonight, however, someone had taken to hunting the hunters.

The silence that filled the alleyway was broken by the sound of muffled blaster shots. Above the alleyway, a window shattered as two bodies came through it. One was holding a blaster and was firing rounds back into the building. The shooters arm was wrapped around the second body, using it as a shield. Both beings tumbled towards the ground below, the shooter barely rolling the second being in front of her before they made impact. A resounding thud filled the alleyway as the hit, then remained completely still. Cautiously, the first being rolled of her voluntary shield and shakily made it to her knees. She hurt, everywhere, even her prosthetics seemed to protest in pain against her movement. Her black and green cybernetic eyes flashed like old neon lights as they re adjusted themselves. The damage she had taken was becoming more apparent, not just from the fall but the fight before hand. Her left side burned, a piece of metal rod had pierced her right prosthetic forearm, and her left leg muscles felt slightly strained. She glanced up from where she had fallen as a thought crossed her mind. "Out of the fire I guess." The sound of voices from the broken window brought her attention back to danger. Once again it was time to run from the flames.

The woman made her way through the narrow corridors and alleyways as fast as her injured body would allow. Her right forearm was badly damaged, enough so the cybernetics could barely even make a fist, and her left side felt like someone was holding a hot iron to it. She had lost track of where she was, and getting a tracking location back to her ships location was impossible in such a place as this. One thing was for certain, she needed to rest. She was still in danger, but pushing herself to hard could be just as dangerous. Moving down several more twists and turns before arriving onto a main bustling street. She tried her best to blend in before pushing her way into a small cantina. A Grey haze drifted over the semi lit room that had a handful or two of beings in it. As best she could, she moved to a corner both and sat down. She had to plan her next move carefully. First thing was first though, she had to find a way to patch herself up.
 
Coruscant a city covered planet the vibrant heart and capital of the galaxy home to billions, underneath the surface city home to the pronounced underworld, Streets and alleyways with narrow ans large sections contained warehouses and massive buildings largely abandoned and built upon from the levels above. Populated with a rather dark society gangs and criminals of the sort along with lower economic civilian accommodation.

It was an ordinary night so far just some drinks after a long week of work, raising the mug up to his mouth he empties what's left of his drink into his mouth. Until somebody interesting enters...

The sight of the injured girl entered the Cantina catching Merrics attention. Looking around to the others in the cantina he takes note of some thugs Taking their leave of vicinity, most likely to notify their boss of her location. Leaving a floating question in Merric's mind, Who did she anoy to be in this situation. He slides a face cover up to his nose, turning his attention to the bar keeper "Two Scotches on the rocks, to the table in the corner." He points to where the girl is sitting, and slides the appropriate amount of credits onto the bench.

Moving away from the bar he starts to make his way to the corner, upon arrival he sits down opposite to the girl hoping she doesn't try and kill him on the spot. Taking notice that she is most likely a bit jumpy/in distress from the situation, He slides his hands onto the table showing her that his hands are empty. "So... Who did you piss off to get stuck here?" Merric's eyes Scan around the cantina checking the area, for any possible threats.

[member="Riley Reese"]
 
Riley caught sight of the thugs leaving the cantina out of the corner of her eye. That was bad news, she didn't have much time to think of a plan. She looked down at her right forearm and examined the damage. Her attention then turned to her side, it was then that she noticed the blood starting to soak through both her undershirt and into her kevlar vest. She was about to examine the wound before the sound of someone sitting down and speaking to her caught her attention. Her senses went on high alert, the man was wearing a face cover up to his nose and sat in front of her as if they did it everyday. Instinct almost caused her to pull out her blaster, but she froze. The man's hands where resting on the table in a non threatening manner. He didn't seem to have the same threatening air about him as the thugs after her. Without relaxing she spoke.

"A Zabrak name Natalec. He's a smuggler. Do you know of him?"

@merricrhoso
 
He wondered for a moment if helping her was the wrong choice, Natalec Is rather large in this area. But his conscious kicked in, making him want to something to better in such a dark place for a change.

Finally the drinks arrived being placed on the table, nodding in response to thank the bartender. Turning his attention back to Riley "I think I've heard of him." He flips his hand around activating his wrist computer, few seconds later he activates a tap in the cantina's security surveillance system. Enabling him to view the entrance of the cantina Via his wrist, Switching his attention back up to Riley. "So... I don't know what you did, but you don't look too good." He looks at the state of her arm.

Releasing a hesitant sigh, he Wonders if he is gonna regret this decision. "Look I understand I'm just some random Creepy Stranger" He looks back down checking his wrist computer once again. "But... this random creepy stranger can help, so what do you say?" Knowing very well she isn't really in a position to decline.

[member="Riley Reese"]
 
Riley held her breath for a second as she listened to the man's offer. She wanted to refuse, wanted to prove she could keep going, but she couldn't. Slowly letting out the breath, she gave a small nod.

"Okay. I except." Her gaze than turned to the surveillance feed. She half expected to see thugs rushing the building. Turning her gaze from the video feed back to Merric she asked the simple question. "You don't happen to have somewhere that I can patch myself up, do you? '

[member="Merric Rhoso"]
 
Taking a moment to think about the local area, he rubs his hand through his hair "Not too far from here there is an abandoned warehouse, Probably not the best place but it's a start." Taking a moment to think of a possible better location, his eyes slip down to his wrist computer. Straight away he notices the multiple thugs pushing through the crowd, recognizing the thugs from earlier now with extras.

"Aaahhh Kark I thought we would have more time, We'll have to figure it out on the way!" Knowing he has to act quickly in a rush he Stands up from the table, pulling his pistol out of it's holster. Setting up aim At the door ready for the second the first thug enters. Keeping his cool he squeezes the trigger once the thug come in sight, a flash of blue exits the pistol flying across the cantina hitting the target forcing him to collapse on the ground dead. The surrounding customers and civilians dropped to the ground in in panic screams quickly filling the room, some begin to run out while they can.

His other hand extends out offering help to Riley if needed. "Come on! We'll go out the back!!" his voice raised stressed with the situation at hand.

[member="Riley Reese"]
 
Riley gave a nod of agreement. Though not her first choice, an abandoned warehouse was better than nothing. Her attention quickly turned from the surveillance feed to the door as the first of several thugs tried rushing the door. She was already standing when Merric fired off his first shot, dropping the thug on the spot. Grabbing her heavy blaster from its holster, she made her way towards the back. She didn't accept Merric's hand, mainly out of not wanting to hinder the man's fighting ability. With blaster in her left hand, she burst in the back room before turning and firing a few shots towards the front door. With one hand occupied and the other badly injured, she had to rely on Merric for the next part.

"Hey! Left utility pouch on my belt are two smoke grenades and one flash grenade. Grab them cause I'm in no position to throw anything."

[member="Merric Rhoso"]
 
Rushing into the back the room He turns firing off a couple of shots at the approaching thugs. Listening close to Riley he doesn't take a moment to reply just turn's his attention to the left pouch taking out the grenades, sliding them onto his belt except one. Pulling the pin on the smoke grenade he throws it into the cantina main room. Seconds later the room begins to fill with smoke. Taking a knee he swings his bag to his front pulling out A home made auto turret made from an E-11 blaster rifle. Placing it on the ground he activates it ready to fire at hostiles using his wrist computer.

Sliding to the side of the doorway narrowly avoiding some close shots he recovers his bag reequipping it. The turret comes to life starting to spray shots into the main room "That will distract them for a bit, let's keep moving!" Moving to the back exit terminal he looks to Riley to make sure she is ready to go "I don't know what's behind here, but we'll probably need to run."

[member="Riley Reese"]

(Sorry i was gonna reply earlier but it's Australia Day)
 
Merric didn't have to tell Riley twice. With the cover of the automated sentry behind them, Riley followed after Merric out of the cantina. The exited into an alleyway that led into the main street. Luckily for them there was a large crowd of beings pushing away from the crowd while the thugs pushed into the building. Blending in with the crowd, Riley moved quickly away from any hostilesource. Unfortunately for her, her injuries were starting to slow her down. Leaning against a wall, she turned to Merric.

"Your safe house isn't too far, right?"

[member="Merric Rhoso"]

(It's alright. Things have been busy on my end in the great frozen north.)
 
Merrec relax's with a sigh of relief entering the crowds, escaping the cantina making their way to the main street. He spins around still on the move looking back to the Cantina As it is flooded by hostiles, turning back around he immediately notices Riley slowing down then to a stop against the wall. "It's a little further around the corner" Scratching his head thoughts run through his mind until one hits. He immediately slides his pistol back into it's holster and Starts to take his jacket off pulling his arms out of the sleeves "Hmmm Look this gonna sound weird, but put this on." He holds out the jacket Offering it, his other hand slides his face mask off the top of his head putting it with the Jacket.

"They're looking for you they might've got glimpse of me but I doubt that. Changing your look means We can go at a pace better for your well being."


[member="Riley Reese"]
 

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