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steadyhand amarr
shadows of 514
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Posted - 2014.09.22 17:34:00 -
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A few days before
Steady had managed to find himself a nice planet in middle of wormhole space to hide in while waiting for concord to relax about him escaping their custardy at the hands of mordu extraction team.
The few months of peace and quiet had allowed him to reflect on his life, oddly and unexpectedly his faith had become stronger and more concrete, the empire had its fault but it represented a stable core and light that allowed the other races flailing around in dark to fly towards it like moths to a flame. Sometimes they would get to close and burn themselves, sometimes they would attack, but the empire strong and stable allowed all to always see a true form of the faith...even if there are those within it who didnGÇÖt believe it themselves.
Steady museing was interrupted by his neocom suddenly springing to life, A Call from beyond a local wormhole?
GÇ£There are only 3 people in universe who know this signal and where to direct it. By that virtue IGÇÖm giving you 30 secondsGÇ¥ spoke steady in a flat business like tone while jotting down some notes
Target: Guristas
Location: Space station, Caldari
Objective: maximum damage
Payment: removal off concord wanted list.
GÇ£Please holdGÇ¥ spoke steady as he opened a second channel
A second voice crackles though
GÇ£David, this guy checks out, he went through hell to get hold of mordu for your number, what ever the mission is this guy wants him dead bad. Either way the volume of targets is high enough that we are 100% sure we can get concord off your back.GÇ¥
GÇ£Thank you, have my standard package arrangedGÇ¥ steady hung up the call and address his new contract
In a flat business tone he simply spoke GÇ£AcceptedGÇ¥ within moments the call was dropped and steady felt the old tug of mind being pulled into space.
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Present day
Steady was now occupying a blank clone, under the guise of attending a close combat tournament he had made the necessary modifications to. For all intense purposes he was a battle ready clone minus the dropsuit. Dressed in amarr persist robes that he had modified to display scriptures and battle hymns to onlookers in golden letters on outside, hiding its true purpose, to cover up for thickness of robes being down to it being lined in explosives.
ready with his little displace Steady took stock of his team.
Mixed race all combat ready, one medic, one thinker, one strategy, two combat focused, and his dear employer. Steady felt he likely had a personal stake in mission and possibly likely to become unstable and rash if mission goes south, must be the reason for the strategy guy. Good boss knows his own weakness . The others where all unknown to him not that he cared much as long as they did their job.
That left himself and Kador who soul goal he imagined was maximum noise maximum distraction for which both where famed fo....WAIT KADOR... steady suddenly lost focus on his mission assessment.
GÇ£well frack were going have to work quickly here he thought to himselfGÇ¥, what the hell was he doing on this kind of shadow run, either way it became very clear tohimself this mission was going to leave a lot of very very bad people, very dead, very quickly and he was going to get a big telling off from the only personal he felt safe enough to call his effective dad, they had run a number missions together and Kador was had personally saved his life before being forced to handing him over to concord. steady locked eyes with him long enough to get the message GÇ£what the hell are you doing hereGÇ¥ across before mission brief started.
Quote:"Oh... And... Try not to get shot. The pirates out here like using Toxin modified weapons on immortals. If you don't know what that means, you're lucky. All I'm saying is, given the choice between suffering through the pain and setting off my bomb I'd pick the bomb any day of the week."
Looking around steady watched the others steal themselves and shake off nerves or well try too, matching suit he decided as the most flamboyant of the party he should probably get off first and rose to his feet proceeding to walk towards the landing ramp. Turning to look towards to Galm
GÇ£I here it ticklesGÇ¥ he speaks with a half smile before dropping into his performance allowing a small vile of blood drop between his chest.
GÇ£by your leave, let us commit some righteous slaughterGÇ¥
You can never have to many chaples
-Templar True adamance
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steadyhand amarr
shadows of 514
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Posted - 2014.09.27 19:13:00 -
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Steady glared out window next to landing door. In his lifetime he had done more landing than he cared to think about, however he could count this one as a first. Infiltrating an know hive of trouble in middle deadspace with a merry band of misfits but rather than go out guns blazing there will pretend to be taking part in tournament. And then go balls to walls crazy and blow everything up in site, he didnGÇÖt understand the fore play but this was not he op so it didnGÇÖt matter.
Steady has been to a number of tournaments even won the first of its kind. His name was sure to known so his appearance was not likely to cause much trouble other than upstarts with something to prove, counting his known reputation of being unstable to carry him around the station without much trouble his only worry was guards being on edge and being pusher than normal he decied to come up with a mental check list of places to cause trouble to both aid blending in and keep security forces busy.
GÇ£right IGÇÖm going have to check in at the Bar, and the local stripper joint once the big boys show up, then b-line to registration to make sure i keep the cover going, then get into another fight killing one of combats to get disqualified, and finally somehow get to admin to plug myself into the PA system and start spouting faith rubbish to keep the mercs off balance to whatGÇÖs goingGÇ¥
Simply enough steady thought to himself, GÇ£as long as no one out crazies me we should be ok and the odds of that are pretty low...oh i totally need to get 514 blasting out that should really screw with themGÇ¥ a low grone from the ship shakes steady from his day dreaming. The ship making final preps I better find a partner for the early stages for this madness.
Another one of the templar was playing with the nervous of team and had squared up to door alongside the others. Steady made sure his hood hid his face, couldn't risk a templar freaking out over old wanted posters, but made the point of voice carrying to Templar
GÇ£HI, names steady hand, donGÇÖt mind the get up its just for show, not sure what your plan is when we get down there, but we need to shake off the fact we are walking targets, fancy starting a bar fight nice distraction for the guys in the fight and we get to kill a few sinners on the way.GÇ¥
You can never have to many chaples
-Templar True adamance
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steadyhand amarr
shadows of 514
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Posted - 2014.09.29 17:11:00 -
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posting (t-mines 1 hour just proof reading)
You can never have to many chaples
-Templar True adamance
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steadyhand amarr
shadows of 514
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Posted - 2014.09.29 18:46:00 -
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While the guard was Steady had slowly stated reaching down to the slaver hound his, countless years on the battlefield and his modded clone making him appear unnaturally fast, twisting and shifting his hands away from the hounds frantic attempts to bight him, before the guards hand finished speaking he already had the hound by its neck. Making a show all could see his used his cloneGÇÖs strength to pick it up and hold the dog outside of its limited claw range the animal panicking it did everything it could to try and break free but found it lost the strength to even raise it legs.
Steady never took his eyes away from the guard the whole time looking at him with his burning bronze eyes. An unnatural quite had formed allowing everyone to clearly here the animals neck slowly break the poor hound letting out a horrific sequel before it went limp. Steady dropped it to the ground as a lifeless lump.
GÇ£I think your pet is brokenGÇ¥ steadys voice growled
GÇ£holy ****....**** GET HIMGÇ¥
Within moments steady was sounded rounded by guards. He counted 10 in total, if these where clones he was in trouble but mortals where slow and stupid. As he slowly and swiftly took stock of the situation he saw other mercs on the railing and among the crowd paying attention to his little display perfectly he thought as expected the local talent only care about finding more talent.
GÇ£may the empress guiding light see you to heavenGÇ¥ spoke steady in a peaceful tone before shedding his robes leaving only his basic garments and his full clone on display, he could not risk a stray punch stetting of the bombs in the robe.
No sooner had he done so, than the guard in his blind spot rushed him. A smart move had it not been for his heavy boots impacting loudly on the ground below alerting steady to his rush. With countless years of training experience of a million battles steady dropped to the ground and spun his leg knocking the merc into air, recovering to his full height before the merc landed steady landed a crushing blow to his mid section. Steady noted the fool was not wherein any amour his ribs easily breaking under the blow as the force drove back into the crowd.
Recovering into a marshal stance steady noticed two more mercs had wasted no time and rushed him with batons drawn. Steadly calmly waited until they were in striking distance. One a single stride he stepped into the reach of the first guard grabbing his hand and twisting cause it break steady threw him behind using the gaurd natural built up speed to carry him onwards. With a swift sweep around the falling mans body steady landing a crashing blow into the seconds guard face breaking his jaw and shattering his teeth, grabbing the falling baton the poor fool had released to hold his broken face, steady spun round and used it to crashed down on the head of as a crying man was holding his broken hand. The brutality was not lost on the others as the shifted uncomfortably. Not looking to lose the initiative steady took two big strides into the next guard who at this point was now gripped in fear and locked in place. Steady picking up on this fact as he approached. Stopped just short of contact, and instead took the guards arm he had raised to protect itself and took hold of it. In two powerful blows broke the arm in-between the guardGÇÖs amour.
The Guard let out a howl as the room erupted into a wall of noise.
GÇ£today 4 sinners and have felt the empressGÇÖs wrathGÇ¥ steadys voice boomed across the cheers as he towered over the only guards not smart enough to move.
GÇ£oh ******* hell lads just shoot himGÇ¥ the final guard spoke in desperation
Steady not missing a beat snapped up the guard in front of him and lowered himself behind him the poor man taking the full force of 5 guns been empted into him. The battle high of the situation took over steady, the smell of rail rounds overpowering him the screams of people diving for cover and metallic smell of blood. Screaming he charged forward holding the lifeless guard as cover. The final guards in their panic fumbled there reloading; only one managed it in time to see body of his dead friend fly into his face. As the others looked up in horror their final images where steady taking hold of the bolt pistol thrown into the air and landing 3 perfect shots, hitting the mid section of each man. The results only a cloned merc could manage. Without looking steady fired the last round into the head of the fallen guard desperately trying to get out under the lifeless body.
The final original guard looked in fear his body and mind failing him as steady approached. The next few moments of his life where steady breaking each major bone in his body before finally lifting him up a broken mess and proclaiming
GÇ£I AM STEADYHAND_AMARR SEE WHAT AWAITS ALL THOSE THAT STAND IN MY WAYGÇ¥ bringing a exclamation mark to his point he brought the guard crashing down to his knee breaking his spine.
The room had dropped silent as steady restored his robes. Looking up he was suddenly faced with a merc in a dropsuit even steady new his limits and instead simply hoped the station management got the message.
GÇ£Can i help youGÇ¥ he spoke with a dry tone
You can never have to many chaples
-Templar True adamance
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