Kayle_Rez

@yggdmillennia:

"Nice trick" the mercenary remarked as space ripped open to create a path way. It was a good way to move from point A to B without a trail to follow. "That said boss, I'd try and limit how much you use it. If they know you can do that how they address an armored mascot might change." A knight for a business Kayle could see doing well enough. in the world given how weird it could be. If that same knight was a teleporter however some might not want to help with transportation or expect to be transported. Or the ability to carve up space might just lead to fear. Humans were fearful things, to much cutting at space and you might be scene in a similar vein to a time siphon.

Ultimately though Kayle was just the hired back up not particularly someone here to critique or give advice. Pointing her finger to the ground she focused briefly. Tattoos along her arm and chest lightly flashed with turquoise light before a trio of bullets burst from the Siren's fingers. Her skin tone lightened a bit from the power use wasn't much it'd look at least a bit more human however. As opposed to the semi known violet skinned pirate, wasn't to much of a cover for her history but that and limited knowledge of her she thought would be enough. "So who we meeting up with and for what?" Kayle inquired as smoke trailed briefly off her index before she stepped through the portal that'd been made.

(I was about to post in local anon but remembered there was an Asia related thread so bump lol sorry it's so short though. Also O.O original Mjolnir update was a year ago)

@yggdmillennia:

The small jet looking space craft lands upon a hill looking over the city. Wasn't an armed craft but that still didn't mean the alien wanted to put it down around public. She was still a pirate, and with that her trust in people and authorities was largely predicated on money above anything else. As the small craft landed a pistol raised, flick of the wrist and the weapon was in hand. Eyes peered down the sights securing the area.

"Sorry. All the swagger in the world won't secure a getaway vehicle when you leave it." Holstering the gun the pirate moved to the back of the craft and undid what looked like two suitcases. A few taps along commands at the handle and it changed. Two turrets hovered in the area in case of emergencies. "High velocity munitions with Semtex charges, bullets are about the size of a nail. Tends to pierce armor well from speed. Damage comes a milosecond later, alarms are in place with a video feed. Doesn't make up for a living person but if something comes I'd know." With that the light violet skinned asssassin gestured to a trail down a hill and into the city. "I however am only the security detail though so lead the way."

@yggdmillennia:

"Key word to me is dangerously. That's what usually decides the paycheck after all." To his credit however alive was what decided if she'd get paid with said contract so it balanced out. He seemed to be giving her a look over. Things told from that would convey confidence, the pirate was cocky and confident without question. She wasn't just armed but but fully loaded out in weapons, she'd managed to squeeze fourteen guns onto her person. Boots, underslung, hips wrists if there was a spot she probably had it. An assortment of grenades on top of it, she at least had the armament and calm comfort to justify her nick name on some regard.

Someone dependable at times and able to reign it in at others, was fair and she felt she could meet such a demand. The need for wetwork was a no brainer for someone like her, you didn't walk around with that many guns and not be willing to squeeze a trigger. "Mascot really? Used to those being bunnies and mice." She gestured for him to follow, to venture to the aircraft she used as transportation. By now it was mostly stripped down just for transportation not meant for serious work, it was however about as closed off as one could hope for thanks to once being meant for space. And known to be driven by a gun fanatic it wasn't going to come under fire. "Bout as secure as you can hope for at the moment without going out of the way sir." She didn't want to add the second half to that, sir or Enyar would do for her. Together made it to authoritarian to a woman who was known for being less then legal in conduct. "So then where to and who are you under that if you don't mind?"

@yggdmillennia:

"Oh you poor thing you must not know me. I always flatter myself." She was a pirate and mercenary the only other positive reinforcement was from her crew, employers or ladies at the end of the night. "Going around in plate doesn't say don't shoot at me. It says shoot at me more." A dreadnaught space craft was always going to attract more gunfire then a cruiser. Being able to give off the impression of being untouchable only encouraged others to try and disprove such. "Personally I'd of tried to find some way to go around as like a five foot two blonde chick with a few extra pounds if I wanted to go undercover." Granted she didn't Kayle for as long as she'd been active on this planet went around looking just like she did now. Well give or take the drug induced side effects.

She smiled however as numbers were considered, a small stick rolled along the tongue before being spat onto the concrete. Small rod had the tiniest sliver of a emerald on it catching some of the light. "That's a nice deal. We should get going though to wear my contract feels more at ease. I should know who I'm protecting you know?"

@yggdmillennia:

It'd been months sense the merc worked out of this town, was paid well to make a vigilante's life difficult. Sniper fire and bloodshed around him didn't matter if anyone died or not just had to scare and break him. Secret identities didn't do enough to save the ones you loved. Course someone could be there to defend such people but eventually some how somewhere a slip up would happen and danger would strike. Today however the gunslinger wasn't around for such lessons again that had been months ago.

Rather this time she was being hired somewhere remote and away from attention. Some guy needed skills like hers. Piracy protection or assassination then presumably. Kayle arrived by a compact spacecraft violet skin likely going to stand out anyway she kind of discarded to much need for subtlety. Not like she needed that much anyway, the hired gunslinger seemed to have a weapon anywhere someone looked on her person.

Between her teeth held like a cigarette or cigar seemed to be a stone of value a sliver of emerald, gold eyes seemed to dialate like someone high. "Did you really come here in a suit of armor? I'm not hired to kill you no need for ----ing plate mail."

@sahi_: those buildings are blue though

@redridinghood:

"Well to be fair your species idea of drugs isn't usually by snorting rubies or sucking on crystals." The mercenary commented with sly smile before looking out to the area around the memorial to find the mark. Wasn't hard to miss dressed in jade and obsidian colors and with a crown of thorns stood out rather well. A bag of dust is provided good for teleportation, a useful trick the pirate immediately looking to open up and rub her hands in a portion of it. With that the she withdrew Tap the sniper riffle of hers perfect she thought when she had a large snake and a sprinting melee combatant as cover.

She took aim from the alleyway setting the barrel to rest on a dumpster bin to steady her aim. About a meter to the left of Rider's shoulder and a little on the high end a projectile raced through the air looking to impact the nechromancer's skull. A thought and the sharpshooter was on the roof of the building she'd just been at the base of. Another shot this one aimed for the heart, looking for center mass of the target. She'd end it with a third teleportation and shot moved into the seat of a nearby parked car alongside the road firing at the target's right shoulder.

Enough muzzle velocity to punch a hole through a fair bit of armor the alien sniper rifle could put a round nearly six thousand feet down range in a second. The bullet of the sniper rifle an explosive tip. Designed to rip into the helmets of space bound authorities and then turn the skull into a leaking paste. It was with such a weapon the mercenary went for the kill, if for some reason her initial cover of allied assailants wasn't enough she was sure the rapidly changing location of gunfire would be.

@jack-and-titan: @redridinghood

@kayle_rez:

"We're chasing a necromancer with a fat bounty on her head. 5,000 gold pieces alive 500 extra if dead. But that reward will be hard to get, since the necromancer we are chasing, happens to also be one of the most dangerous." Red Rider replies, she then pauses and thinks about whether she should ask why the woman looks the way she does but decides against it, instead saying "As for questions, we can do the chit chat later, for now all I need to know is that you can take down our target."

"Speaking if which" Jason interjects "How far are we from this memorial anyway?"

"Three for you two the other two grand for me and the extra goes to the one who gets the kill. Sound fair to you?" The pirate remarked considering the information given on the existing bounty. "Of course he's dangerous, that's solvable though. Usually just need to apply more force with such. Just need enough bullets for each of the undead he'll summon."

The woman looking for a necromancer seemed to be all business just wanting to get to the target and handle business. Commendable the alien found but not good for conversation. The teen did seem to also be considering some questions though. If Kayle had to guess it was about her, was a look she saw often at bars and by authorities. Different reasons of curiosity but a curiosity she recognized all the same. "Used to just look like a human with tats actually. Took to many drugs though and as an alien it led to this and a dependency more than ruining my lungs."

Was probably more complicated then that but it was enough at least of an explanation she felt. A couple more yards were traversed and then the pirate stopped and pointed to the memorial. "There it be, see anyone who looks like a necromancer to you? Ignore that one, he's just a goth." Kayle remarked pointing out one person before then trying to identify the actual target.

@redridinghood:

"So Black and Rider, easy enough." Honestly sounded like the names of old crew members, least it didn't sound like the dead variety. They were both rather young however friends or a couple perhaps. What really mattered to the alien however was just the willingness to pay, didn't ask a price just accepted it and thought it'd be doable. Could just be naivety of course, there was also the chance of it being confidence however and that was good for thickening ones pocket. With introductions covered and it agreed there would be payment the gunslinger turned on her heel and began the walk with a gesture of the head for the company to follow along.

"Think of me as just a hired gun loyal as your purse wants me to be. Know the city rather well, seedy parts better. And have enough ammo to help put down whatever you're up against." Like any proper mercenary or pirate she was about as swift to make a sales pitch as she was to draw her weapon. Paid to be precise at negotiating business as it was conducting the dirtier work. Of course she stopped there for a bit however choosing to simply traverse the sidewalks and occasionally side step around the few pedestrians walking the opposite way. Had to give them time to let them find questions to ask or consider their business partner.

"Pretty sure you two aren't here for a date, so what you after if you don't mind me asking." Crossing the road the pirate gestured toward a series of allies to dip into. Was the occasional rat that skittered by and plenty of trash lingering in the way. The action did though place the trio out of the sight lines of most, an effort to lose anyone who might have eyes on them for any particular reason. "And while any questions you want to ask?" She finished returning to sucking on the crystal of hers lightest glow starrting to shine from her eyes and the otherwise black ink along her violet figure.

@redridinghood:

Being on the fading end of winter the city of angels wasn't the warmest of regions on this particular excuse of a planet and the self titled pirate princess didn't particularly have a fondness for such. Chilled air cold on the skin though the overcast she could appreciate. Less glare to adjust to anytime she might look down range. She still chose to sit outside though having recently exited a cafe hot drink in hand and confident no patrons there would have proper business for a hired gun like herself.

Wasn't long before the fading violet skinned alien found a reason to be appreciative of such a decision as gold eyes found their way to a rather loud individual and someone beside him. From what the alien could tell the girl in particular at his side was the curious one, wasn't the strangest choice of attire there was enough of visual points of interest however to conclude they'd likely be looking for and inevitably confronting someone. That sight seeing wasn't the reason for coming to this city leading to the pirate halting from taking a seat and instead opting to cross the road.

Horns blared and tires squealed as cars were forced to stop to avoid running the woman over. Couldn't avoid standing out if the alien tried, if the skin tight excuse for an outfit wasn't a give a way the various harnesses and holsters of weaponry was. "Kayle Aurorez" she introduced herself as she reached into a pocket and pulled out what looked like candy. Unwrapped however it seemed more like a crystal then a sucker, the rare stone functioning like a drug for the alien. "Of course you could just walk that way, isn't to far out." Statement made with a gesture of her fingers in the general direction of the place sought after. "Seems like you should hire some additional help however if you ask me. Masters of stealth that you are we should just start talking numbers."