Star Wars: Legal Bounty [Clone Wars Era] IC

[tavi]

"Good, Jada what about you?"

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"Good, Jada what about you?"

[ShotgunJones]

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"Good, Jada what about you?"

She idly stretched her hands out. Examining her nails for imperfection. Finding none, she smiled and looked back at the Captain. She may not have been paying attention. But she'd gone though enough of these missions before to know what she'd been told to do.

"You'd told me to monitor their communications area. Under the guise of finding flaws in their action and response protocols. Check for any ongoing traces of the target. Run known frequencies though..."

She yawned slowly.

"...and divert them when required. Provide intel to team members on site. Check communications of hostiles. Distract, detain or otherwise countermand the efficiency of efforts made by resistant forces to avoid extraction of...well I assume you know the rest by now..."

It was always monitor duty. If they didn't want a man brought in from a bar without incident, they always stuck her on monitor duty. Until things got out of hand. Then it was suddenly her fault for spending too much time watching the Senator with the cute eyes she might say hello to later and not the ugly Rodian who was probably worth less credits anyway.

[tavi]

"it would be nice if you could even pretend to take a little more interest, but yes that's the basics of it. Who's next? Lyana?

[cunfuzzler]

Lyana grinned widely before she spoke. "Fix whatever Jada messes up." She smiled and paused for a moment before speaking again."Find weakpoints and vital areas. Plant explosives on em to serve as a distraction should need be. Maximum destruction, minimal casualties" She glanced around for a moment. "Secondarily, ingratiate myself with the security personnel and spike their shit with inhibitors, Ths should make them combat ineffective."

[vode635]

Being the last one called on Jaymos didn't bother waiting to be called on. "I'll be coming in as the tech expert. After I sweep our rooms I'll make my way to the central security hubs and perform an in depth inspection of their surveillance equipment and software. I'll load up a few bugs and viruses under the guise of upgrades and streamlining, and when we make our move I remove their eyes and ears. I'll also make sure to help identify any rally points or contingency plans they might have n place and pass the information on to the rest of the team. Did I miss anything?"

He shifted his weight from his right foot to his left. It seemed like everyone had their acts together so far. He trusted in his team, especially in their ability to adapt. After all, there was an axiom he had learned years ago that applied to situations like this. "No plan survives contact with the enemy." Oversimplifying a bit? Hardly. Only one in a million operations or battles ever went perfectly to according to plan.

[tavi]

"Good." Nik was glad that Jaymos followed on without his prompting. "Sounds like we know what to do, and we can just hope that our sickly comrade gets well soon" He was a bit of a loose canon, but Taggash was good at what he did. "We will be landing soon, everyone get ready." He turned and headed for his room to check his equipment, and to change into something a little more formal. He wanted to give off the aura of a business like leader of a professional security team, not an average bounty hunter.

((sorry about the number of short posts, hopefully now as we get into the story they will get longer))

[Knighthawk]

Chal nodded and went to go get the rest of his armor on. It was something of a ritual for him, the actions that brought down the beast and made her song so silent. First were the braids, he combed then bound his fur down to let the plates sit right, Shin guards then the thigh protection, his Kama was kept in place by a belt with rings and hooks for quick storage by snagging things on whatever took. He removed his helm to put on the chest plate with incorporated shoulder guards then began to comb down his facial fur with small braids to keep it in place before putting the helmet back on and securing the straps to lock it in place. The bracers were next as he combed down the fur and bound it away before the bronzium plates were set to accept the attaching tools.

Those tools of course were the wrist mounted bowcaster for one hand with a clawed gauntlet to the other. With both hands he favored to either launch his ascension hook into an opponent and either draws them into his waiting claw or else throw himself with all his might as the winch guided him into his goal. Recently he had been pondering to simply grab an opponent with the claws then use the bowcaster to blast them off and away into the next enemy. However that was a plan best saved for later, for now he assembled his cannon and made sure it was fully charged before he left his room again. He was ready to fight out the door like a combat drop but hoping it would not be needed for quite some time.

[vode635]

Jaymos sat himself in a vacant seat on the bridge of the ship and plugged his datapad into an open socket. He needed the ships more powerful computing capabilities to put the finishing touches on his programs. He was careful to quarantine the ships systems before running his final simulations. Good, good. They were working just as he planned it out, even throwing a few variables into the situation only slowed them down a little bit. His part of the operation was finally ready. he unplugged the pad, and made his way to his room. There he began cleaning his gun, after which he would upload a few programs onto a data disc to augment his cover as a tech specialist when they arrived and performed their little show-and-tell routine on Chalacta.