RP The Shining Path of Justice (Reboot)

[Arieg]

It was early evening, the Asuran sun quietly setting off in the west, it's golden rays illuminating the thunderstorm that raged offshore to the west. The area was quiet, a port facility, or rather what had been one before the arrival of the NMX some years ago. A single paved road led out of the small group of warehouses and concrete ship slips, something the sole occupant of the area was counting on.

A small Versa, painted in a fading dull red shade, sat next to one of the warehouses. It's rear facing the water and the front giving the driver a good view of the long winding access road. The man, dressed in a dark pair of slacks and a decently thick military style jacket was Nepleslian. The more desirable traits of a Jiyuiian or Yamataian male absent from his rough bearded face.

James Francis Haden was his name, his reasons for being this far out from what was left of Asura's civilization was simple and contained in one of three small brown envelopes that occupied the passenger side front seat. James was formerly Captain James Haden of the ill fated military contracting company known as Paragon. While his time was long and the end to his career with them leaving him with naught but what he could acquire it did leave him with certain options. One of these being a contact back in town, one that had given him a wad of KS currency, packages, and instructions to be at a certain place and a certain time.

He knew typically what those sort of instructions meant, however he had no idea what he was in for.

 

[Doshii Jun]

Yuri knew where she was going. She knew what she was doing, who she was against and why she had to murder most everyone around her target.

As she looked out from above the remnants of the port facility, she rubbed her arms inside the sleeves of her black-grey hakama and gi. The Neko slaving ring was below her, inside the building, preparing to move out. She checked her bandoliers of thrown weapons — armor-piercing and explosive — shook out a couple of the usual jitters, and leaned again over the lip of the building.

Midori was part back-up, part junior babysitter, part trainee. The Daimyo needed a place for Midori, and finding one wasn't easy. So for now, she tagged along with Yuri. Her partner's white hair reminded her of her former partner, without the freakish height and strange weapons.

She knew there was a truck hiding near another warehouse, facing the long road out. Waiting for a chance to strike, perhaps? At that moment, Yuri didn't care. The driver could help or hurt. She needed to see what the driver did before she addressed him.

"You brought an NSP with you, right?" she asked Midori. Her own was tucked into the small of her back, a big, black Type 27.

 

[SageShooter]

"Hai" MIdori answered Yuri easily enough, her hand unconsciously touching the grip of her own type-27 pistol. Much like her counterpart, Midori was dressed in a black-grey hakama and gi, having opted to dawn these colors rather then the vibrant colors of red and white. She knew what she had been placed here for, to both monitor Yuri, and to see if she was capable of taking on new assignments.

She would not let the Daimyo down as she checked her own equipment. Grenades on one set of bandoliers, she had countermeasures on a second, mostly small concussion and flash bang grenades. She leaned over as well, taking in the scene below best she could before asking her question to Yuri.

"Do you want to look over the truck first? Or continue forward?"

 

[Doshii Jun]

"We check the truck too close, we lose our position," Yuri said, and slowly faded from view as she knelt down. She kept her head stuck out over the lip of the building, so anyone looking up wouldn't see anything.

The Nodal Support Bits they'd slipped inside relayed back to their ears a lot of chatter. Yuri focused one's microphone on the couple targets they needed to take out. They were preparing to move.

"No one inside is wearing armor," Yuri said. "We can go with stun for the main targets unless they get frisky."

 

[SageShooter]

Midori followed along with Yuri's example, cloaking herself as she continued to watch those below. She was picking targets, figuring out who she would attack and how easily it would be to subdue the targets.

"Lead with flash bangs and concussion grenades?" Midori asked asked as she tunes into the Nodal bits, trying to pick up any extra info with a second set of ears at it. She was nervous, her first real assignment since returning to the house. She knew she had to show she was capable, but her memories of Kosuka and the battle over Lord played in her mind too. She remembered well how important her teams mates were as she peered over at Yuri, cloaked still.

She didn't know the woman to well, only really interacting with her recently. Regardless of that fact she trusted her, sure her sister would watch her back.

 

[Doshii Jun]

"Wait!" Yuri hissed, though mostly at herself. She moved the camera on one of the bits, then zoomed on the supposed targets — and groaned.

"Shit. Of course they aren't wearing armor. They aren't the targets. She's an elf, not a Neko." She recalled the support bits and swore at the officer who had delivered intel to them, who probably was sitting at a desk on Yamatai anyway.

She looked over again in the direction of the truck, waited for the support bits to rejoin the launcher on her back, then kicked some of her hair back with a flick of her thumb. "Let's go talk to the truck after all."

She didn't wait for Midori, knowing she didn't have to; the Samurai could keep up. She bounded across several buildings' rooftops until she was above the truck, then gently floated down until she was next to it.

Yuri regarded the man with a wary eye, but she had her hands empty.

 

[SageShooter]

Midori jerked a little as she was hissed at, but soon realized the anger wasn't directed at her. Blinking she heard Yuri, understanding what had happened as a scowl creased her hidden face. Then she was off. Midori was close behind, settling down on the roof of the truck silently just behind Yuri before she moved to the other side.

Hovering in place, cloaked as she was, Midori was able to line a shot up with the man, having unholstered her pistol as she had floated down. She said nothing to Yuri, not wanting to give away her location or the fact that she was even there.

 

[Arieg]

The Nepleslian hadn't been paying much attention to the outside for those few moments it took the pair of lethal creatures to slip rather uncomfortably close, regarding the image on his tablet for a moment longer he looked up for another view of the rainy.. dreary landscape only to see a pair of deep blue eyes drilling holes into his own. Like any other individual who had been involved in ops of a questionable nature he jumped like a rabbit at her sudden appearance, nearly jerking the handgun he had hidden under his coat before reflex gave way to the upper functions of his brain. Stopping his knee jerk reaction in it's tracks he took a long breath before angrily rolling down the small trucks manual window.

The annoyed man then started this first meet and great with a berating, "Goddammit do all of you just.. APPEAR like that?" He shouted, waving his hand around in the air.

 

[Doshii Jun]

"Who are you and why are you here?" Yuri asked, none too gently.

The man was armed, but that was no concern. She was a NH-33E, the newest line of Samurai Nekovalkyrja. Even her NH-27 counterpart likely would survive any gunfire without a lot of grief. But that didn't lessen the danger the man posed. He could, with whatever he was doing, foul up their mission.

Yuri wasn't about to let some damn human screw up her first assignment in months.