forum Superiority ((o/o, private and closed, stalkers welcome))

Started March 13, 2019 by @Mojack group

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Stalkers welcome

@Kyalki I summon you
Same rules as always, and andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s rules also apply.

It was a day same as usual on the planet Millerth. A rainy city, filled with crime of all types. The crime on Terra would look like child’s play when compared to Millerth. But being a criminal was risky, on Millerth. Where there was crime, the law enforcement would soon here about it. Drones saw you, took your picture, and within minutes, you’re wanted.
While most individuals stood out, as Millerth was no stranger to aliens of all sorts, this individual kept low, moving calmly and quietly throughout the crowds. He weaved past some of them, barely touching them. His hands were gripping at a weapon, however; prepared for his job that would happen within the next minute or so. Estimated 5 minutes.

Nevihata had a job. He had a bounty. Collect the bounty of a man named Apoth. The details of the hunt were simple. Find Apoth. Take him out. Leave, as if you were never there. He rounded the corner into an alleyway, taking a shortcut.

Wilmi was no stranger to the streets of Millerth. One could ask her to form a map of the entire city, and she could have it to you by the days end.

Her current job was defending an old friend. Apoth. A person who had assisted her in the past, and now it was her turn. Wilmi had information that told her that a Bounty Hunter was walking somewhere in the thirteenth district. Where ‘Apoth’ would be.

Her features shifted to somewhat more masculine features, her skin growing slightly red and dry, her nails sharpening and six horns extending from her head. Looking up to her mirror, she watched as her eyes shifted to green. She spoke, quietly.

“Testing, testing,” her voice was light at first, “testing, testing,” which became more deeper. ‘Apoth’ stared at the mirror, then smirked. The real Apoth was off of Millerth by now. The Bounty Hunter at this point was chasing false information.
‘Apoth’ left the apartment, walking to the sixteenth district. If her stats were right, the Hunter would arrive very, very shortly.

Nevihata slinked past a group of individuals that were oddly dressed, sitting around a fire. He rounded the corner, studying the district he was in.
He recalled the details. Reptilian, red skinned, green eyes. Six horns and muscular frame. Hard to miss, easy to hit. He reloaded his gun with some darts, filled with the poison of a Zernothian. The purple, clearish poison could kill within minutes. Long enough for him to escape the city.

He arrived at an alleyway. Just outside was a clearing of the district. Bringing out his scope, he scanned it for Apoth.

‘Apoth’ entered the clearing. Going by the information that Apoth told her before he took the transport off the planet, she was to do exactly as told.

“Continue as I would. Go around, look at some of the stores. The one I took you to, that long ago. Do not stay too long there. Five minutes at the most. Go to the communication station. Mimic conversation, as Dasket trained you to do.”

‘Apoth’ walked calmly amongst the people. However, on the inside, Wilmi had spotted the man. The Hunter. He didn’t seem to be aware that he had been spotted. Which was good. ‘Apoth’ turned to the store, looking in the glass displays. Music of an alien language played loud enough to be heard at this distance.

Nevihata stopped at seeing the back of someone facing a store. He was unsure, at first, but..
Six horns. Big guy. Red skinned.

It had to be him.

Peering into his scope, Nevihata aimed directly at centre mass, the spine of the target. He planned at least two shots would do the trick for a man like Apoth. Finger on the trigger, the only warning was a soft click and sharp whistle before the darts would hit their target.

(Apologies for not being on.)

‘Apoth’ twitched his ears and felt it - a predator, preparing to strike. There, on the inside; Wilmi felt her breath hitch a tiny bit. But she must not let anxiety claim her thoughts just yet, lest she slip out of the form she currently had. She had to take the hit. Let the dart hit her.

‘Apoth’ seemed to continue to be unaware as he nodded his head slightly, although Wilmi was on edge just waiting for the dart.

((‘Tis fine))

Nevihata tilted his head, feeling the world slow down around him as he took aim. Finger on the trigger, he had been prepared. Two shots. Only two.

He pulled the trigger, and the first dart shot out at the target.

‘Apoth’ would freeze up as the dart seemed to hit him. It wasn’t actually hitting Wilmi, however. As long as it wasn’t her true form, she should be alright. Maybe a bit of pain on her back for the next day, but the dart couldn’t kill her, as far as she was aware.

She guided her shell, ‘Apoth’, to kneel down from ‘pain’ as it hit, but swing out his tail. There was a second dart coming, and she could take that, but she had something more planned. Actually, her friends had something planned.

‘Apoth’ reached out and what met the clawed hand was a human hand, although their features were not very visible. Probably a smart idea. ‘Apoth’ got up and blinked twice, to the figure who responded back with some blinks, and they began to lead ‘Apoth’ away from the scene.

Nevihata felt himself say, what are they doing, as he watched the interaction. Perhaps e could’ve taken a second shot..but no, the other person would surely notice, and that was a risk he could not take.

Pursuit, it was. He couldn’t go with his original plan, so he’d just have to adapt.

He picked up his gear and raised his hood - while his helmet already obscured his face, it was good to have something to defend you from those who might..recognize.

He began to briskly walk, following ‘Apoth.’

‘Apoth’ clicked her tongue and the figure nodded. They both sensed the figure behind the, the hunter that was leading themselves into a trap. The figure stopped and began to speak to ‘Apoth,’ their words quiet. They seemed to be near a warehouse, an open one at that. Finally, the figure directed ‘Apoth’ in and quickly vanished from sight.