As the ground team secured their targets, Ijin allowed himself a moment of introspection as he observed the goings on from his sniper's perch. The Gweldite wasn't 100% sure, but he certainly wouldn't be surprised if other humans questioned whether or not what they were doing was morally sound.

In their rush to pursue their quarry, two of his fellows had commandeered a food truck and subsequently allowed it go up in smoke. Such a thing likely meant the complete destruction of the rightful owner's livelihood. At best, the proprietor was properly insured and had enough emergency cash tucked away to make this little more than an inconvenient mishap. At worst, they had just ruined someone's life. He doubted such irresponsible behavior was considered moral among humans.

Then their was the target himself to consider. Cho-Tyrek was an assassin of the Ashen Knives who apparently wanted out of the business. And yet here Ijin and his team were, tracking Cho down to drag him back to his employers. At best, they were going to sink their hooks back into the man as deep as they could go. At worst, he would be made a long, slow, demonstrative example to his former colleagues of what happens when one of them tries to walk away. Either way, Ijin felt that human observers would consider his team's hand in bringing about either outcome to be immoral.

And last, but by no means least, was the matter of why Cho decided to walk away.

The assassin's Urbot charge seemed to be childlike both in nature and in form. Ijin knew of a habit that humans possessed. One that compelled them to see things that look and act like children to actually be children. Even when all other indicators showed that they were obviously not children. Ijin found this the easiest aspect to find the immorality in. Rare was the species that saw harming children as anything other than an utterly reprehensible act of evil.

All in all, Ijin could see how other humans would find what they were doing to be immoral.

The Gweldite himself didn't see it that way though.

In both his eyes and the eyes of the rest of his species, serving one's Purpose was the ultimate moral justification. In the serving of one's Purpose, even what would normally be the direst of sins could be forgiven. Ijin recalled that the humans had a colloquial term to describe such a mindset. 'Blue and Orange Morality' or something along those lines.

The sound of sirens shook the sniper from his introspection then.  Knowing that being being seen by District Security would bring them nothing but trouble, Ijin collapsed Finbl into its portable mode as he looked out across the city. The xeno's perfect long distance sight and vision across all of the electromagnetic spectrum allowing him to attempt to map an escape route back to the Cerberus for the rest of his team.

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Ijin rolls [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/28551]a four, a one, and a two[/url] to chart an escape route for the ground team.
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