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Characters: Thane and Garrus, closed
Location: Seedy Coruscant alleys and so forth
Planet: Coruscant
When: sometime week
What: Garrus and Thane go on a fun adventure tracking down an information broker to find out more about all the shifty business going down at the moment. Ambushes ensue.
Rating: PG-13 for violence

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[Garrus was casually strolling down the darkened streets, trying not to seem out of place. Here he was, a tall plated alien in blue armor with no place in this universe, trying not draw any eyes as he moved off the street and crossed into a darkened alley. Despite the attire, he didn't have the reassurance of shields to protect him if someone tried to shoot him in the back. He was still counting on Thane's aim to make sure he didn't immediately get riddled with bullet holes should this thing turn badly.

Still, the plan was to lay low, not attract any attention; get to the meeting point, get the information, then leave.

Here's hoping no one thought a space raptor clunking down dark alleys in the middle of Coruscant was anything to remember.]

Keep me updated, [He replied needlessly, working his way down the maze of back alleys. He had the map memorized in his head, but the area itself was still new, and he wasn't sure exactly how long it would take to reach the agreed upon address.] Would be nice if there wasn't some idiot with

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Really? That sounds a lot like Zaeed. [He was at a slightly better position now, and there was a wonderful tiny opening between the stack of crates that was absolutely perfect for sniping. Two pursuers were stupid enough to stick just enough of their heads out, and, well. They weren't going to have the chance to make that mistake again.

Garrus pulls his gun up for a moment, trying to track Thane's movements. It's still odd, getting used to not having heatsinks; it threw off his balance of aim, shoot, reload.

It had only been a matter of minutes-- perhaps even less-- but already they had taken out a large chunk of the enemy forces between the two of them. Armed and dangerous as these men were, they were not seasoned soldiers and they were severely outclassed by those they sought to take down.

And as the return fire dimmed, they seemed to be beginning to realize it.

Garrus assesses the situation a moment.] They're clustered near me, and there's another group coming in the south entrance. [Pause, peek through his sniper

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His language on such matters was always more... colorful. [He shifts up to fire a few shots before taking cover again, focusing on Garrus's game plan.]

Understood. [He answers, moving as carefully as he can to another cluster of cargo. He regards the machinery a moment- a few well placed shots would be more than efficient in breaking the supports. He glances at the group coming in, hurrying again to a new cluster of cargo and trying to remain hidden.] Three seconds. [He informs Garrus, easing around the cargo before raising his gun to shoot at the supports.]

[There's a split second before the metal comes crashing down on a good deal of the entering group, the shock of the machinery's sudden fall giving Thane the opening he needed to rush what was left of the group, taking them out without wasting another shot.]

okay this is like my favorite action log rn

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True, [Garrus grants.] His speech is full of rainbows.

[Garrus slips out of cover for a moment, trading his sniper rifle for his assault rifle instead. Easier for a spread of fire, something constant to keep the enemy entertained as Thane snuck behind them. Garrus manages to plant enough bullets in one's chest to drop him, but the return fire is heavy, and a ricochet snaps fire across his temple before he pulls back.

His new armor was getting quite the workout. He was pretty sure he was bruised underneath in several places, and he works on keeping hot blue blood out of his eye as gunfire hammers the crates he takes cover behind.

Thane's voice comes across the radio, loud and clear. Three seconds. Garrus counts under his breath, and, right on the dot, he hears the crashing thunder and subsequent screaming. In the mess of disarray, he abandons his cover in an all-out sprint to get by the mess of broken equipment and bodies.]

ME TOO feels good to let them be badass B)

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[Thane looks over as a body falls by his feet, following Garrus's lead and hurrying for the exit. A quick escape was necessary, it would only be a matter of time before either reinforcements or, more likely, law enforcement made their way to the scene. A shame it had to be empty handed.

Out of the exit he heads to the side, surveying the area first for more trouble with his gun drawn before looking to Garrus.] We may try to track down the man they used as bait, though it is unlikely any knowledge he has will be of use. [He offers, waiting for Garrus's thoughts on the matter.]

hell yeah /flexes Also they hella need to find and steal one of the enemy vehicles to escape

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[They made it into the alleyway, somehow, and Garrus was a little bit surprised to realize he hadn't managed to collect any new holes on the way. He pulls back, surveying their new surroundings along with Thane, before deciding it was safe enough and pressing ahead. The noise and commotion behind them was growing stronger, and they couldn't linger.

He just shakes his head, blood still riled up, angrier now that there was nothing to shoot at for the moment.] He was just a pawn. We can worry about tracking him down later, but I doubt he knew anything. [He risks a brief glance back at the warehouse as they make their escape, part of him insisting they go back right now and finish the job. He didn't like retreating. It had it's place, but he didn't like it.]

LMAO OH MY GOD doing it. brilliant.

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[Thane nods in agreement, pausing at the sounds of an engine hovering down from around the corner. He presses against a wall, glancing over as a car descended and parked, three mercs climbing out as they argued amongst themselves about the situation.

It was clear people were starting to gather to the location. Thane lifts his gun, ready to take care of the new threat if they got too close when his eyes are drawn to the car still hovering slightly. He regards it a moment before looking at Garrus, curious to see if the man was thinking what he was about this particular opportunity.]

;D BEST WAY TO END THIS and they they get a car too :D

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[Garrus blinks at the new delivery, glancing back at Thane.] Well that's handy.

[A pause, and Garrus regards the odd-colored blood trailed down the arm Thane isn't favoring.] How's the arm?

AW YEAH just go back to shepard like 'surprise :>''

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Conveniently so. [Thane agrees, glancing over at the question.]

It will require minimal aid. [and he looks at that turian blood] Yourself?

LOL 'SURPRISE btw you are not allowed to drive this ever'

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[Garrus reaches up to wipe the long dark blue trails falling around his eye and down his neck. The blood was starting to congeal, so at least he didn't have to worry about it trickling into his eyes again.] I think I'll go with 'minimal aid' as well, for now.

[He hefts his sniper rifle, checking the scope, blinking around slightly crusted blood.] One on the left is mine. You can have the right. [A pause, and a slight grin.] Middle one is the tiebreaker.

it comes with a chauffer! 8D' Garrus!

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[Thane's lips quirk slightly before he nods, leveling his gun around the corner. In a flash he shoots the one of the right twice, raising his hand to biotically pull the middle off the ground, making him easy pickings for any interested turian snipers.]

He will happily drive you around if you promise to NEVER CLIMB BEHIND THE WHEEL EVER

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[The rifle rebounds against his shoulder as the left one crumples to the ground. He switches targets with a smooth precision, only to find his second victim has suddenly decided to take up floating.

Garrus laughs, re-aligning his shot, and takes that one down as well. One bullet each, minimal collateral damage. But who was keeping track.] All right, I guess we can call that a draw. [He steps around the corner, heading for the car.] Let's get the hell out of here.

the question is will he wear the turian equivalent of a fancy suit while doing so :|a

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[Thane's lips quirk slightly as he follows, taking the space keys (or whatever they were) from one of the bodies and tossing them to Garrus.] For now. I feel there will be several similar opportunities in the future. [Considering how nuts things are :|

He gets into the car. Off to the sunset, sir. A job well done.]

Well we all know he likes to be stylish :|a

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[Hell yeah space keys. Garrus clambers his space raptor butt into the driver's seat and takes off :|b At least they are already breaking in their new wheels with bloodstains on the upholstery.

Well done, sir. Well done.]