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[favoritehookeronthecitadel]

Avan left the meeting early. Everyone was still talking and discussing the plan.

 

Sitting in his apartment looking at the message from Typhin on his omni tool, he silently stared at it as he considered the perks and drawbacks. This doesn't just make me a traitor to their cause, he thought. If this comes out, which it shouldn't, but if it did....it would soil his reputation as a bounty hunter forever. No one would hire him, he would be a bad joke. Think of how hard you've worked to get this far, he thought to himself, you shouldn't throw that all away. But, if somehow, this could be gotten away with, the pay would be enormous. 

 

He already had plenty of dirt on the crew, and had been researching them already to know who he was working with. This would be cake for a lot of credits. And it would be, unlike this mission, fun. And technically he's still doing his job, as long as the Janiri crew doesn't find out. And if they're wanted by the Shadow Broker, all he has to do is snap his fingers to have them taken care of. However, for now, the Broker just wants to collect information, possibly sell it. It might never escalate to anything more. And if it did, he'll try not to be around.

 

Avan smiled to himself as he dusted his shirt and left the apartment.

[Kel Riever]

"Well," Iole moved her head back and forth as she pondered how to answer Essul directly, "I'm our team's tech expert, and I do a lot of different things in that regard.  I can hack fairly complex systems for information and entry, you can put me behind the stick of a shuttle, as long as we're not talking advanced maneuvers or FTL, military operations.  We're pretty well trained but I'll defer to you when it comes to maneuvering our way through a vent system."

Iole headed towards Essul and Valkara to keep the conversation amongst the three. "I can take care of having our shuttle up at the 10th floor and waiting, help incapacitate anyone on the way, and handle hacking into the computer systems with enough time.  There are a few places I'll have to be...creative. I'm not here to lead the team though."

Very badly, Iole wanted to see if Frank was even going to spare her a quick glance, but she resisted the temptation, instead throwing her attention into the mission.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Irina looked at Jess. "I'm Jane Fonda. Anika is Gina Davis. And you're Diana Rigg."

[Terca]

Eteon watched the group chat with each other since the groups had some new blood with them. The Cabal had seen Dahlia during the briefing but she had no idea who or where this 'Avan' person was. The name didn't ring to her as any particular species aside from 'probably not Asari'. She could place all the people in the room though, so it was someone who wasn't in attendance for one reason or another. Ah, there was a human speaking up. Male, and it was neither Frank nor Morgan and Avan was human enough to be one.

 

I should probably get a better look at him. I won't mistake him for a guard but being able to pick him out of a crowd will probably be useful. She debated sidling over to Dahlia since she didn't know the woman's skills. A Cabal's were fairly simple in a sneak, jumping through walls, knocking people out. Simple things which make life much easier. Time was going to be a factor though and she wouldn't be able to wander around KOing everyone 'just in case' while poking around for the evidence. They'd need to be quicker about it.

[Redbelle]

Jess grinned. "Pleasure to meet you Miss Fonda.... Miss or Mrs"?

[Cknarf]

No way in hell I'm going to remember these names.  I'm so confused.  I'll just wing it...

"When do we begin?"

[Kel Riever]

“Oh pull your lip over your head and swallow,” Irina teased back at Jess.

Jenus chimed, “Looks like I’m leaving first! See you all at the safe house.” She limped slightly as she headed out the conference room door. Mira smirked, but unconsciously massaged a heavy bruise just under her ribs at her side.

~ ~ ~ ~

It didn’t take long for Jenus to follow the initial instructions. She took a public taxi to another part of the city, purchased a pre-paid local communicator and started coming up with ideas for places to steal a skycar from. It was night, and the city was busy.

“Void take me, either I go to the burbs which takes time to get out there, or I steal a ride here in the middle of the nightlife,” Jenus mumbled to herself. She saw one of the fancier hotels two buildings over, with dedicated parking lofts, and smiled.

Five minutes of a brisk walk had Jenus on the elevator up to the lofts. The exterior wall of the elevator was rounded and clear, providing a view of the hotel and the city as Jenus rode upward some eighteen stories. She saw skycars landing at the hotel entrance below her, people getting out, and valets taking them away up and past her to park. The lofts were attached high and to the side of the hotel skyscraper, and looked like they were strictly reserved for the valet service.

The elevator opened onto a floor that had exit only doors for the hotel, a series of executive offices that were similarly attached to the loft, and one of the levels where hotel skycars were being parked. There were likely cameras, which Jenus could do little about, but she kept her head down as she exited, and before she stepped onto the landing deck of the loft, she affixed a flexible fabric meant for cleaning in the field across the lower half of her face. There was no one around, except for a valet far off who didn’t see her, and who left on another skycar heading for the ground.

In only another few minutes, Jenus crossed to where the valets were entering and systematically filling the lot with skycars. She hid by a support pillar until one came up, a young maiden valet got out, and was heading to another car to bring it down.

“Hey,” Jenus called out to her, “Shooting star says?...”

The maiden turned towards Jenus. She was about 6 meters away in one moment, and hit full across the face by Jenus’ biotic charge in the next. The valet went flying across the deck to smack into another car and fall, thoroughly unconscious to the ground.

“Whoops,” Jenus said. “I mean, ‘Bang.’ Shooting star says…oh forget it!” Jenus picked up the code key the valet had dropped after being hit, and went to the skycar the valet had intended to drive. It took her some fiddling, as the interior controls were more complex than she was used to. If it’s associated with Illium, someone made it one step harder for no reason. Textbrain would love this…

Jenus started the car, was slowly lifting off, then realized someone was waiting for it, maybe looking the direction of the loft. She shrugged her shoulders and jammed on the throttle. The skycar went racing out of the loft at near top speed. Jenus banked it and headed to the lot Naleena instructed her to. It was the landing area for a shut down distribution building; she landed in a far corner, away from any other vehicles and again, no one was around.

“Goddess, let’s see, Iole always said there’s some sort of box you can pull that prevents the police from general tracking and shutting this thing down.” Jenus was fiddling and banging under the dashboard between the two seats. “Is this it? Maybe. Sure. Who cares?” Jenus focused her biotics and punched into a distinct panel where she was searching. Looking down, there was, in fact, some sort of attached red box inside the panel. “There we go!” Jenus tore the box out with a yank, wires and all. “Perfect?” As a precaution, she started the skycar again to make sure it worked. It hummed as the engine fired. “Perfect!” Jenus unlatched the engine cover, which was in the rear, and stepped out.

After tossing the red box, Jenus pulled the moldable explosives and timer she’d been given from her back compartment. It was surely a real detonator and explosive, one Iole said would create a lot of bright fireworks. There was also a mutliwire spool for hooking it up in a ‘somewhat difficult’ way. Jenus looked into the engine compartment, looked down at the detonator, shrugged, and shoved the bomb under the engine, mostly out of sight. Having no real idea what to do other than attaching the bomb and setting the timer, which she did for a comfortable amount of time, Jenus debated about the spool of wire. Another shrug, and Jenus just started wrapping all the wires in twists, turns and knots around the bomb and the engine. For extra measure, she fastened a few lift grenades to the inside of the compartment as well. “There!”

Jenus got back in the skycar, referenced her omni-tool for the next destination, where she was supposed to leave the car, and took off for it. When she arrived, she saw that it was next to a support structure for a rather elegant looking office building. Oh, that’s right, I was supposed to wait to set the detonator until I got here, Jenus thought to herself. She checked her chronometer and did some quick math, Oh well, plenty of time. Totally got this. Once more, no one was present here after business hours except for the occasional far off passer by. Jenus removed her face cover, stepped out of the vehicle, and pulled out her pre-paid communicator. She dialed the police.

Jenus was still thinking of what voice to use when her call was answered. She went with something nasal, “Yes, is this the police? Yes, well I saw something I think is a bit scary. Someone was driving a skycar erratically. Mmm,hmmm, I know…but they were speeding and, they landed it near the, hmmn, its called the Nova Dawn buildings…Yes, I know, except I called because the driver got out, shouted something about the end of the universe, and put a box with a lot of wires in the engine….I don’t really know…of course it looked like a bomb….I told you the Nova Dawn building…something like clay…oh now you’re interested!”

Jenus hung up and walked away. She tossed the com into a public garbage incinerator a few blocks away and headed to the safe house, making sure she wasn’t being followed.

[Cainhurst Crow]

"Very well. Though if we're going to do this mission, we'll need a less conspicuous vehicle. A normal skycar might do better then a shuttle in drawing less attention." Essul said as he rolled his neck, a loud series of cracks heard as his mind got to work, a tactical contemplation of their objective and layout.This was an infiltration and preemptive strike raid, essentially. Infiltrate an enemy held area, reach an objective point without being noticed, plant the explovies and get out before anyone caught them. Essul had ran many in his line of work, and he knew what it was they'd need.

 

"You'll also need to dress in something that shows much less skin." he said bluntly to her as he motioned to her entire head area with his hand, drawing a sort of circle with the air before he continued, "Something environmentally sealed if you have it, in order to avoid leaving trace amounts of dna. Sweat, Spit, Dead Skin, all of it can be as good as leaving a calling card of your crime. And I doubt the government of nos astra will give us a kickback for breaking into their law enforcement building..." he said bluntly as he got his plan going in his mind.

 

"I'll need to find a way inside the building other then the vent, since I'm doubtful I could fit inside. I'm a biotic, but I've also got training in basic tech use. Disarming security locks and hacking into cameras before I blast the guy hiding behind his system in the face with a shotgun is more my line of work anyway versus sneaking through cramped, dark, tunnels. So I'll take care of hacking the roofs security if you don't mind, and driving." he said, looking to make sure she managed to catch all that.

[Kel Riever]

While the initial plan had been for Mira to drop Jenus off downtown, Jenus had figured why even make the extra trip and took a taxi instead.  Then Iole was talking to Essul about using a skycar instead of a shuttle.  The unintended consequence of which was that Mira and Tallis decided to pilot the Scythe shuttle the commandos had come in on over to Naleena’s safe house.  And so the two commandos left the meeting to accomplish their part of the operation.

While standard flight protocols in a busy airspace had to be followed, a Scythe shuttle moving through Nos Astra airspace wasn’t entirely unusual.  Mira did the actual piloting and found air traffic control not to be a problem for their sojourn.  Naleena’s safe house was in an industrial part of the city, and as such, there weren’t many people around in the evening.  In fact, when Mira and Tallis put down on the rooftop landing zone, they encountered no one. 

So Mira and Tallis descended the stairs leading from the landing zone to the interior of the building.  Encountering a secure door at the foot of the stairs, Mira entered the code given to her by Naleena.  The door opened directly into a vast room that almost occupied the top level of the building.  Both commandos needed to activate their suit lights to see well in the dark and abandoned area, and navigated their way to an interior cargo elevator that ran through the entire set of four floors in the building.

They rode the cargo elevator to the third floor and exited into a hallway that looked to have several office or apartment doorways off it.  Mira went to one of the doors with the number Naleena had given her on it, and threw it open.  Inside was a large, spacious area.  It looked like it might have been well decorated at one time, but most everything had been removed, save the larger pieces of comfortable furniture, which had been covered.

There was a gasp from a couple who sat on the sheets of one of the covered couches.  Two young adults, an asari and a salarian, both dressed in the lower spectrum colors representing the counterculture movement of the time, stared at Mira and Tallis in surprise.  Each had an inhaler in their hands.

“How did you chiselers get in here?” Mira demanded.

The salarian sputtered, “Broken window…fire escape…we come here all the time…we don’t want any trouble.”  The young asari cast a scornful glare at the salarian but remained silent.

“What is that in your hands.”

“Nothing,” the young asari answered rebelliously

Tallis strode forward and snatched the inhaler out of the salarian’s hand.  She sniffed at it.  “Narcotics.  Narcotics,” she said with a frown.

“You’re making a deal while you squat on private property?” Mira stepped forward herself, a blue glow shimmering around her.

“Not a deal!” The salarian shouted in dismay, “We’re having fun.  We just use it we don’t sell!”

“Is there anyone else in this building?”

“No!” The salarian was shaking both from his fear and the influence he was under.  “This is my girlfriend.  We just like it because it’s quiet.”

With sparks in her eyes, Mira commanded, “Both of you get out of here and never come back again!”

The salarian ran first, full speed in the direction of whatever window he had come in, but Mira grabbed his arm and redirected him.  “Down the stairs and out the front door!”  With a yelp, the salarian fled out the door Mira and Tallis entered by.

A tad slower to respond, the young asari jumped up to follow the salarian, but Tallis grabbed her with both arms.  Tallis then sat on the covered couch, threw the young asari over her knees, and used the flat of her own, blue glowing hand, to spank her furiously.

“No drugs! No drugs!  You’re old enough to know better! You’re old enough to know better! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!” 

By the time Tallis let go, the young asari was howling.  She leapt up at the first opportunity and half scampered, half limped, to follow in the footsteps of her salarian companion.  Tallis stood to watch her leave, glowering.

When the sounds of the two were gone, Mira turned to Tallis in astonishment.  “Did you just biotically spank her?”

Tallis lost her glower, looked at Mira, and affirmed with a curtsy.

Mira, still in amazement, messaged everyone on the teams, “The safe house is secure…more secure than I’d ever imagined...”

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Irina parked the skycar and the three of them, Jess, Anika and Irina got out and walked two blocks to the police station after downing one small bottle of whiskey to get the smell of alcohol on their breath, but not nearly enough to be drunk. Just enough to have been out dancing at a club nearby: Eternal Memories. A hot spot in downtown Nos Astras. They entered the station, and an Asari officer looked up from her terminal.

 

“Can I help you?” the officer asked.

 

Anika towered over the officer. “I’d like to report a robbery.”

 

“What was stolen?”

 

“My skycar,” Irina replied, “I parked in the lot over at Eternal Memories and it’s not there anymore.”

 

“Make and model?”

 

“Cison Motors Mk IV Sportster, 2183.” Irina replied.

 

“Nice. Take this up to Robbery-Homicide. Speak to Detective Dara.” The officer said, “Second floor, first door on your right.”

 

“Thanks,” Anika replied.

 

The three started up the stairs. Jess rubbed the back of her ear. “Okay, John, we’re in,” she said.

 

Irina opened the door to Robbery-Homicide. This was night shift. There were four officers still around. The desks were arranged in the usual rows with interview chairs next to them. Officers were sitting around joking. One of them was actually working.

 

“Is there a Detective Dara here?” Irina asked loudly.

 

One of the detectives pointed to the one with her feet up on the desk. The three walked over to Dara. Irina sat down. Another detective brought chairs for Jess and Anika.

 

“I’d like to report a robbery,” Irina said.

[Cknarf]

Frank prepped himself for the mission.  He retrieved a respirator from his pack, it would help conceal his face during the job.  Plus, he thought it looked totally bad ass, when paired with his goggles. He swapped out the green lens over his dominant eye for a clear one, so his aim wouldn't be affected in the event of a firefight.

Let's hope it doesn't come to that.  

He slung his bag over his shoulders, and stepped out into the hall, awkwardly carrying his 4 foot rifle case.

 

[Kel Riever]

Iole looked between Essul and Valka, after having Essul mention his remark about exposed skin and pointing to her face.  Something about the way he described it made her blush slightly, but she replied, “Please, I have a light helmet that I can put on.  I’ll go ahead and do that.  With the suit, it creates a sealed environment for me.”

The vibe from Essul of wondering if Iole seemed to understand everything make her eyes widen.  It wasn’t anger, but instead wonderment at how particular the batarian was.  She waived it off as someone who had to work in the criminal field where being caught meant a lifetime in jail at best.  But Essul struck her as someone with a lot going on; maybe too much going on.

Naleena overheard the discussion about using a skycar drop instead of a shuttle, and made the recommendation that Eteon drop Blue Team on the rooftop in a place where Essul could neutralize the security.  It seemed fine, so Essul, Valkara and Iole agreed.  Iole had come prepared, but made sure her omni-tool hacking programs were all in order and ready to go. 

“We have to get to the 10^th floor from the rooftop, and however we do that is fine with me.  I’m ready to go as soon as you are.”

[Terca]

Eteon herself had retrieved her Cabal equipment and the M21-Carthage. The knockout weapon would be nice, and she had to test it sooner than later. Testing it on people she was sure she could knockout with force anyways meant that she was fairly confident that should there be any unintended oddities, she would be able to handle it. The cabal armour was ergonomic enough that she could use her full range of motion, so should she need to crack someone in the jaw it wouldn't be difficult to do so after a botched Carthage shot.

 

Finding out that she would be dropping the server team off at the roof made no difference to her aside from getting from a conspicuous height down to a lower, but still conspicuous height. A police-inhabited building might very well have a flight exclusion zone but then again there were a myriad of other things they were doing which would similarly be looked at as 'problematic' in their opinion.

 

Once her group was together she opened up her omni-tool and messaged Essul since his contact info was in the shared Janiri contacts.

 

Essul;

 

We're about ready to go. When your team is ready head to the lots, we'll pick you up, and we can get going.

 

Draiken.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Vayne grabbed a skycar, and Frank, Morgan, and Naleena piled in and they headed over to Sao's office across from the Drakon Trade Center. Vayne entered the destination of Drakon Trade Center  in the vehicle's GPS system and the vehicle did the rest.

 

"Now remember your names. Groot, Mark, Steve (Jaimie) and George." Naleena said.

 

"Yes, Boss." Frank replied.

 

"I hope this is a quick in and out, and nothing goes wrong." Naleena said.

 

"Something always goes wrong." Vayne commented.

 

"I know, and I'm ready for it."

 

Morgan sat in the car next to Naleena wondering how Dahlia and Jess were faring. The car navigated through traffic and exited the stream, and Vayne had to take over manual control to find parking on street level. The weather that night was very pleasant: clear, warm, and dry. Vayne found a spot a couple blocks away from their destination.

 

It was pretty quiet in that area since most people had gone home from work. The nightclubs on the strip were where the other teams were operating. This was the commerical district. Still there were some restaurants that were open for business and there was some foot traffic. The ground floor of Sao's building had a busy food court and one of the few nightclubs in the area, and it was a popular hangout for corporate executives, legal types and those seeking their company. It was the type of place where Naleena used to work. It was called Eros.

[Cknarf]

Frank climbed out of the car, managing to bump his absurdly long rifle case on just about everything, including Vayne. "Sorry." An un-collapsible, 3-foot sniper rifle wasn't exactly inconspicuous, so he opted to leave it in the case, until they were at least a bit closer. If a problem did arise, his Raikou was within reach.

Hope I don't have to leave it behind. He thought, as he ran a hand over the ebony wood.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

"Mark, I don't think you're going to need that. A side-arm should be sufficient," Naleena suggested, "You probably should put it in the trunk."

[Cknarf]

But it's so cool...

"I suppose you're right." Frank sighed.

If sh*t hits the fan, I'll just use my powerful biotics! He shrugged, before wedging it into the storage compartment.

"Keep an eye on it for me, huh? Groot." He smiled to Vayne. "It's there if you need it."

 

[Lady Mortho]

"This task fits my skill like a velvet glove." Valkara remarked to Essual and Iole with a smug smile, before listening to the Iole's technology knowledge. 'It will be hard for me to subdue the guards, seeing as I'm use to normally killing obstacles.' She thought to herself when reading though the details on her data pad which she had typed on to.     

[favoritehookeronthecitadel]

Suited up, Avan collected all of his pistols and custom grenades(smoke, and others) that might be needed in case of emergency, having already attached a few sniper riffles to his back. "Time to go." He smiled and mumbled to himself.

[Cainhurst Crow]

Essul departed back to his quarters after the meeting was done, opening one of his crates as he worked to get his weapons properly calibrated. He didn't have a means of removing physical evidence he'd have liked, though there were other ways to do so. He made sure his omnitool was properly calibrated with the right software to tackle hacking the cameras. He got his weapons and gear in order, suiting up as it were as he put his helmet on, allowing the environmental seals to properly hold. 

 

"Message received. I'm on my way." Essul said flatly into his omnitool, as the speech was made into text and then sent down to eteon. He drafted a similar message, sending it to Iole and Valkara to check if they were ready to go before sending simple instructions.

 

"I will meet you at the lots." He said as he sheathed his knife into its holster on his armor, his clothes packed into a small carry bag as he slung it over his shoulders, "Do not delay." he said before he sent that message out to the others as well, before he activated his omnitool and his tactical cloak.

 

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Essul stepped out of the elevators as he strode out, his cloak deactivating with a shimmer as he stood ready for pick up. He was armed with both his cazador and his kishock, deciding he'd rather be prepared to face long range engagement and come over armed, then face long range enemies without sutible tools.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Eteon dropped off Essul's team on the roof of the police station. Iole recorded a five minute loop on each of the security cameras and then fed the loop into the camera. She slapped some duct tape over the lens. Essul set the grappling hooks and rappelled down the side of the building. There were no windows in that area since it was a maintenance shaft. When he got to the tenth floor about 20 feet below the roof he found a ventilation grating he carefully removed it and attached it to Iole's back and she climbed back up the rope, and set it on the roof, then rappelled back down. Essul and Valkara had already entered the shaft. It was a tight fit for Essul, but nothing he hadn't done before. He was just glad he hadn't eaten beforehand. Iole climbed into the shaft and quickly caught up.

 

Eteon parked the shuttle on the street, and her team moved down the alley a couple buildings over from the station. There was a manhole into which they descended. The sewer looked like... a sewer. Fortunately it was the dry season, but there were gilroys scurrying about. A gilroy was a small rodent-like creature native to Illium. Eteon followed the map of the sewer, and there was a ladder leading up to a manhole that should be right in a utility closet in the basement of the police station. Eteon pushed up the cover and quietly slid it over. The evidence room was on the same floor. Usually security is pretty tight here, but with the bomb, there was only a couple of officers present.

 

OOC: Okay now everyone is where they need to be. Everyone has the gear they need. And we are synchronized.

[favoritehookeronthecitadel]

As Avan jogged with Eteon and Dahila, he looked at the 2 offices who stood in front of them. "So, how do you want to play this?" he whispered to the group.

[sH0tgUn jUliA]

Dahlia motioned "choke hold" with her arms, but motioned she and Eteon should do it and mouthed biotics. A biotic could strike back from a standard choke hold and a non-biotic would not be able to counter it. Naleena had given instructions to use minimal force. Unless Avan had a weapon he could use in a non-lethal manner....

[favoritehookeronthecitadel]

"Wait." He motioned his hand at them. "Let's try something that will guarantee their take-down. I have just the thing." He takes out one of his smoke grenades and motions for them to get back. As Dahlia and Eteon walked backwards, Avan carefully inched closer to the 2 guards as they were talking to each other. Deciding where to hide the grenade, he spotted a near-by cabinet, and quietly slid it in the top drawer. He then pulled the ring out and closed the cabinet, sneaking out with the group as the officers continued talking, unaware of their incoming nap.

 

"PSSHHHHHH" was the sound of the explosion. The guards coughed as one of them said "Ah! what the-!"

 

"I don't know! ****- ah- ah- damn-" The other replied. Seconds later they were both unconscious on the floor.

 

Avan motioned that it was safe to enter the room. Eteon and Dahlia observed the guards. "Choke holds can break someone's larynx." Avan shrugged.

[Cainhurst Crow]

"Crawling through duct work again..." Essul said as he moved along silently through the vent, following behind valkara and iole coming up from the rear. He didn't like this place, dark and cramped spaces in general. They reminded him a lot of his childhood, being locked up in a confinement cell, not even the open air of a cage afforded at times, nothing but himself and his thoughts to keep him sane. He thought of their code names, remembering the order. Mike, Fred, and Chuck, Mike, Fred, and Chuck, the order helped him keep rhythm as he crawled as silently as he could, before his eyes spotted something.

 

"I see something up ahead..." Essul radio'd in to his two comrades, "Chuck, stay back. Mike, what's up ahead?" He asks over the comms. Valkara moves forward, and reports back to the group that the vent slopes down, and that there's another path leading to the right. Essul orders them to go right, figuring the slope down is a path leading to the lower level, which isn't their destination. They had to keep on this floor if they were to reach the server room. They kept crawling until the group stops, light filtering ahead of them from a grate in the wall, their vent facing what appeared to be many servers.

 

And the sound of voices below, muffled and from afar, but still able to just be picked up within the cramped space.

 

((I apologize for taking control of your guys chars but I get the feeling moving things along would be best. Pausing here for you guys to react and such before we get this started)).