Log:SMASH: First Blood
A cop, a Jedi and a medic walk into the undercity…
OOC Date: May 24, 2022
Location: Nar Shaddaa
Participants: SMASH: Caius Sentari; Jax Greystorm as Self/GM, Sesti Greystorm
[Jax]
Nar Shaddaa was eternally caught in twilight, though down here it was often just darkness. The only light was the occasional glow of maintenance light that still worked, something bootlegged, or belonging to an individual. It was dry…ish down here too as far that the constant rain of above didn't make it down here. Well not as rain, there were pipes, canals, and cisterns of storm water, and water better left alone.
The buildings aren't really building anyomre, but the the burnt out shells of builds and rubble. Though there was still life down here. Those that had came here to be forgotten or were forgotten by those above. Which as lawless as Nar Shaddaa is that's saying something.
Jax was standing outside the wrecked building that had been turned into tenement housing. There was the hot sticky sweet smell of trash, and musk of mildew in the air. As a pair of young men about 20 standard years old was animatedly of monsters that looked like men. Inside Sesti was seeing to an injured companion of those talking to Jax.
[Caius]
There's an old saying in the Galaxy - you only get what you deserve. Places, then, only get the sort of Law they deserve. The hive of scum and villainy that is Nar Shaddaa gets Caius Sentari.
Truthfully, this isn't even his jurisdiction, but that doesn't even seem to count as a factor to the veteran cop. Bedecked in garish crimson armour and insignia that would make any Old Imperial blush with pride, he's jostling and bullying and intimidating his way past these rough-and-tumble streets. Just as it deserves.
<"Out of the way. /Move/.">, Caius voxes out of his helmet with an effect that undertones his rough Coreward Imperial accent with clear undertone of authority as he shoulder-shoves his way in stride towards where Jax is interviewing the two seemingly hapless witnesses, having been clued into their existence by his gum-shoeing - which means, beating that shoe over the head of some ganger until they talked, probably. All the same, it's only a beat and he's before Jax.
"Y'all the ones who saw the blips?", Caius demands, his helmet swivelling between the smuggler the young men. At least he's unarmed…
[Sesti]
As the red suited man makes his appearance, and his demands, the door opens that they are standing in front of. A zabrak in a long, duster, not much better dressed than the smuggler. The strap of a med pac can be seen crossing her body and her hand lifts so that her fingers can slide under it and readjust it on her shoulder. She looks between the two young men, then to the other smuggler. There's no expression to be found among the lines that criss cross her face and she gives a slight shake of her head to Jax. She doesn't try to go any further than her step, or ask the two to step out of her way. She waits quietly for the answer to be heard.
If she's armed, it's hard to see under the long coat she wears.
[Jax]
Jax turns to look at the red armored fella that appeared in front of him and then the arrival of his wife. Then back to the Caius. He offers a smile, "What are you looking for? A blip?" He says looking around. "I'm not sure what that is." He doesn't seem to being sarcastic and authentic, except he's Jax. So there is probably a bit of sarcasm in there. Then he looks to Sesti and asks, "Are they alright?"
The youngsters for their part are trying to slip off. Snitches get stiches one way or another.
[Caius]
Caius shot out an armored fist towards the nearest youngster that attempted to run, fisting them by the collar and dragging them close. It's only then that he swivels his helmet over to face the poor bastard, looming close so they can see their own reflection distorted by the dagger-shaped wedges that constitute his helmet.
<"Goin' somewhere, Junior?"> There's a smirk in his voice. <"The innocent don't run, so. Why don't ya start talkin' before I start pullin' teeth."> Neither the smuggler nor their remark are paid any heed, for now - the jackboot's on a crusade, after all.
[Sesti]
At the question of the person inside, Sesti shakes her head once more. When the officer reaches out and grabs youngster, she raises on eyebrow to Jax, but doesn't say anything. She decides to remain where she is, rather than risking stepping forward into anything right now.
[Jax]
The witness starts to beg, "Don't man. I don't want to talk. If I'm seen talking to security they're going to do bad things to me. Please you don't know what it's like down here. They're guys that are kriffing animals." He's beginning to babble incoherently.
Jax looks at Sesti and rolls his eyes before looking to Caius. He reaches between the two and snaps his fingers between Casius and the witness. "Hello there. How about you focus on me officer. I'm pretty good with finding people and things. These two have already told me their side. I'm more than willing to help. Just let these two be."
[Caius]
Caius doesn't relent, nope. Not one frakking bit. <"…I find out you lied to this guy, I'm gunna come back here and show you what bad things /really/ are. Now /git/."> Caius then releases the youngster with a shove towards their friend. Whether they crash into each other isn't his concern, because he's swivelled over to Jax in the interim. It's not apparent, as the jackboot has no plans to remove their helmet. But there's a smile there.
<"Well hello to you too, Citizen. Finally. Some /MANNERS/.", Caius voxes out with an amplified tenor to any nearby onlookers. <"I know what you've heard. Dirty product on th' streets. Men, turned into monsters."> Caius had stepped up closed to Jax, his thumbs in his utility belt and chest puffed up. <"Question is - /where/."> Another demand, really.
[Sesti]
Sesti stands up a little straighter as the helmet gets into Jax's face. Her eyes travel down the puffed out chest and the waist belt, noting contents, if any, attached, down to the boots to check for any 'bulges' along the sides, then back up. She shifts the med pac around towards her back, clipping it to a belt loop on the back of her coat to keep it out of the way. Then her hands clasp lightly in front of her and she watches closely.
[Jax]
Jax lets out a laugh. It was by far too good natured. "They called me and her for help." Jax says to the pair of witness obviously disappear.
Jax, Sesti, and Caius were about to get a case study of why showing up in the territory of an angry pack of creatures then throwing your weight around and thumping your chest might just draw the attention of said creatures. There's a howl that doesn't quite sound animal but sure doesn't sound like a sentient can be heard on the hot stinky wind. It comes bellowing down from a set of ruins a couple blocks down, as a raiding party appears.
Jax makes a hmm sound, "I think maybe there would be a good place to start." They killers charging towards the trio with no more tactics than pack tactics.
[Caius]
There's a beat of silence from the cop as he suddenly considered Jax with an inclined helmet. And then he scoffs audibly. <"And ya don' think that was th' point?">, asks the man in the over-bright armour and no-care swagger as he takes out an EZ-Snap from behind him and, well, snaps it out into full length. He swivels about to face the pack then and takes aim. <"No rest for the wicked…">
[Sesti]
As the pack scrambles down the 'street' towards them, Sesti does finally move. Stepping warily to the side to avoid being in the line of fire from the officer, she strides forward with the blade held low and meets one of the raiders that's scrambled ahead of the others. The blade slices upwards as the thing attempts to leap at her, and she steps to the side, the sudden pain confusing the raider. With a tug, she finishes it, pulling the blade back in a slicing motion that doubles it over before it fully collapses to the ground. Without slowing, she continues to the next one coming her way.
[Jax]
As one of the leaders is taking down with a sniper bolt to leg there is a howl from a second one. The go charging down path to meet our group of 'heroes?' Though not as many as their were before, and Jax and Sesti move to engage with blade and blaster pistol. A pair move past them charging Caius. Somewhere in their primitive mind they saw him as the true threat. Jax is in the middle of attacking the new leader as it takes a swipe at Sesti. "The Law's got problems. You want me to help him or you want to help him?"
[Caius]
The cop had flipped a switch on his rifle and it had started whinnying before he let loose the first shot, and the bolt hits one of the heads of the pack, blowing its right leg clean off and killing it. Unfortunately, high off this kill as he is and distracted by the other two of his compatriots that swept beyond him on his flanks, he catches the bad side of a couple claw-swipes. His armor takes the brunt of it, designed for CQB as it is, but he still lets out an angry grunt as he backpedals behind Jax and Sesti.
<"/Scum/.">, he voxes out in a growl, sweeping the barrel of his gun towards the second pack leader and firing out another shot.
[Sesti]
As one of the leaders is taking down with a sniper bolt to leg there is a howl from a second one. The go charging down path to meet our group of 'heroes?' Though not as many as their were before, and Jax and Sesti move to engage with blade and blaster pistol. A pair move past them charging Caius. Somewhere in their primitive mind they saw him as the true threat. Jax is in the middle of attacking the new leader as it takes a swipe at Sesti. "The Law's got problems. You want me to help him or you want to help him?"
[Jax]
Without their leaders the raiders are just mindless sacks of meat that attack with tooth and claws. They were trying to get in and attack around Sesti's blades and weren't finding any way in. The two harassing Jax found him nimble and swift. The Corellian taking a wild shot and then firing again to take out one of them attacking Caius. He calls out to Sesti, "Yeah I know, give Mama plenty of room to swing her blades. I'm so use to being called Scum. I don't know if he means us or them." Then looking down range, "How you doing back there Lawman?"
[Caius]
<"Who do you think I meant!>, Caius exclaims towards Jax as he backpedals some more, blowing the buttocks of the second pack leader into mist with that shot of his. A loud garble reminiscent of a 'HAH' is emitted from the jackboot… up until he's once again slashed at, where it trails off into a grunt. His fleet footwork saves him, and he ends up behind a nearby dumpster and steadying himself for a close range shot he'll likely miss. <"I'm fine, blast 'em!!">, he affirms towards Jax and Sesti.
[Sesti]
A grim smile flashes across Sesti's face as she turns away from Jax, stepping her back to his to impede the progress of one trying to follow him and go for the exposed back. His howl changes timbre as she makes sure the smuggler's jacket will unscratched. The desperate scrape of claws towards her face is cut short, literally.
[Jax]
"It's 50-50!" Jax calls out to Caius. He takes another shot at one of the raiders messing with the officer of the law. Then dancing back out of the way of the one targeting him. "I'm rusty." He calls out to Sesti. He means use of his blaster.
Meanwhile one of the wounded feral is well beating on Caius's torso and trying to open the metal for the tasty treat on the inside.
[Caius]
The cop takes a hit and sidesteps another. The sidestep causes him to miss once more, and his armor's rent to frak - doesn't look like there's much more left in Caius, but he hoofs it all the way behind the entourage anyway, free arm around his torso as if holding his guts in. The armor's doing a fine job of that still - Imperial Engineering at work. <"Ugh, gunna need a medic after this…">, comes the strained quip as the man takes position behind yet another dumpster and lines up his next shot.
[Sesti]
As it's buddies fall, one of the slavering meat sacks seems to have at least one brain cell left. That brain cell notes that the blade flying around has been leaving the others on the ground, and it might be smart to try and avoid the blade and give the other tasty morsels a try. It dodges to the right, trying to get past Sesti's sword, the jab coming in it's direction makes it double back and try again, but once more Sesti swings out. She can't quite reach him, but she's keeping him at bay, away from Jax and the lawman for as long as she can.
[Jax]
Jax drops the two harassing Caius. Then dodges swipes and lunges like a Lizard monkey from the last two ferals. Who quickly figure out they don't want to fight Jax and Sesti. Not many do. They turn and run. They slip into the darkness like only those wigged out on drugs can do. Jax looks at Sesti. "Better go help him, so he don't take it out on the locals?" Then Jax calls back to Caius, "You're not bad with that sniper rifle. We're going to patch you up. I think you found a confluence of things of interest."
[Caius]
Caius still has his shot lined up, bipod set and all, a free hand fiddling with and adjusting his scope as the final two ferals make a run for it. <"Uh-huh.">, he voxes towards Jax with no small amount of snark before he audibly takes a breath in and takes a shot at one of them. It's a headshot, and it drops him.
<"TAKE IT.", Caius exclaims - or at least would exclaim if he wasn't bleeding out of his ass. Under the armor, at least. He doesn't even sell it, though.
<"…and ugh, fine.">, he whines as he slumps on his back against the dumpster and releases the catch on his helmet and torso plate for Sesti. The latter's frakked up, but he's wearing a smile all the same. "…Atrox. That's th' snarkers I'm after. /That's/ their work.", he says, thumbing towards the direction the last feral ran off towards.
[Sesti]
As the last two run off, Sesti backs towards the wall again as she stows away her blade. With a nod to Jax, she begins to walk towards the dumpster, staying out of the line of fire until the last shot is sent off, not watching to see if it hits. Reaching behind her, she unclips the medpac where she had fastened it out of the way for fighting, and goes down on one knee next to the man. "A lot of this is internal," she notes as she sprays the numbing agent to one of the cuts, and then covers it with a bandage and pressure.
[Jax]
Jax frowns as he watches the last Snarker to run. He looks back to Caius when Sesti's done. "That so. You need help with this. I'll help and waive my normal fees. Jax Garrett. I'll leave you my contact info." He shrugs, "Let me dump you off at the nearest precinct. You're in no shape to be left down here alone. Bad ass law man or not. They'll smell blood in the water down here." Jax says moving to help shoulder Caius.
[Caius]
The lawman proves himself more stubborn than badass, a free hand waving about dismissively as he's shoulder-supported up by Jax. "Jus' leave me at th' Ko Hentota Clinic. They'll sort it out…" He is squinting his prosthetic at the man helping him walk as if he's the cause of all this drek, still. "…an' help, y'say? Well. Far be it from me to turn it down…ain' got time t'be picky when a crisis is afoot anyway. I'll find ya.", Caius affirms as they trudge off.
And so Caius was dragged over to Ko Hentota Clinic to be looked over by Doctor Tamsin Cas. All that blood and sweat and rend and tear, and he never even introduced himself to those who had helped him get out of that mess.
Perhaps over a drink, eh?
