Private Snatch and Grab

[Tatiana Ordo]

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Snatch And Grab​

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Location: Mandalore​

She hadn't been home in some time, so now being here, Tatiana had to ponder if Mandalore was even her home. She flexed her hand, feeling the pop of her wrist weapons being teased, then quickly let them slide back into their place on her armor. She was ready for her new prey, or rather, her new prospective 'apprentice'. The force spoke to her in bits of sanity at times, and now, it was whispering to her once again.​

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She stood up on her perch, looking down at the city below, and began to shift through the life forms down below. There was a new force presence, one that she couldn't ignore, and as she set up her line launcher to her perch, she began her drop down to the city below, masked by darkness and the pounding of rain, she hadn't done a mission like this in some time.​

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It was rather exciting truth be told, though she had to hope this wouldn't derail into something else.​

L Lilliana Corrs​

 

[Tatiana Ordo]

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Snatch And Grab​

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Location: Mandalore​

She hit the ground, and pressed herself against the wall, stilling her breath. Everything was fine so far, and pushed off the wall, moving into a busy street and lost herself in the rest of the armor bound folk around. She felt out with her senses, ignorant of those around her, and fixated solely on the woman before her.​

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She wasn't used to not killing people, but this shouldn't be too hard. Just grab and go, blame it on bounty hunting.​

L Lilliana Corrs​

 

[Tatiana Ordo]

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Snatch And Grab​

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Location: Mandalore​

Slowing her steps, Tatiana takes in a breath, and stops. Feeling the life forms before her, she shakes her head slowly, and moves to merely blend in. She would give them time, as it would be more beneficial to just not kill civilians when she could avoid it; made folks that more likely to try and chase her down. She finds an empty table, and stands at it, and keeps an eye on the grouping from her minds eye.​

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Through the audio equipment in her helmet, she could overhear the conversation, and suppressed the snarl of annoyance that wished to lunge out of her.​

L Lilliana Corrs​