Milk Run, Things never go as planned. Closed.

[Brother Oni Jaganshi]

] denotes flashback… Since there was no other way to do so.))

Denalt sat in the bar, gently swirling the drink in her glass and glancing at the time. Her prospective cannon fodder was ten minutes late. "Perfect... We've got no shows." She leaned back in her seat and drained the mixed drink in one pull. Not usually a wise decision, judging by the leer of the man next to her at the bar. She ordered another and looked back at the clock. \”I don’t care how powerful you say you are, I want this site INTACT. Do you think I need your help destroying a city? I have a Dempa cannon for Gods’ sake.” She put her hands on the desk in front of her and glared at the man across from her. “The idea is to take out defenses without leveling it and ensure the secure passage of cargo into the whale king. Destruction does nothing for me but leave a crater and kick up some endorphins. I need these supplies. I’m hiring someone else.”\

"Hey lady, why don't you let me buy the next round for you?" The man said as he reached for her arm. She rolled her eyes, she may appear a bit tipsy but she wasn't going to stand for this sort of blatant 'seduction'. This dive tended toward harsher clientele, people you’d expect to see on the bottom of a river. It was a perfect place to not be seen.

"Thanks, but I'll be paying for my own drinks thank you." A glass full of green liquor arrived and she nodded to the bar tender. Ten more minutes and I'm out of here. I can hit the Stallion myself and absorb the losses. A heavy hand fell on her shoulder. "Oh for Gods' sake." She turned around to see two tall figures in addition to the man who'd attempted to accost her. "Idiots..." She muttered. There was a glint of metal and movement behind them and she smiled.

As she turned back around there were a chorus of clicks as weapons were cocked and readied. "Before you try something like that again find out who you're dealing with." She heard a couple of cracks and a whimper behind her as she took a sip of her new drink. Was that his fingers going, or his knee this time… "I gave my crew a bonus and shore leave tonight. If you're lucky you'll still have all your teeth in the morning.” She heard another snap as one of her men tapped her on the shoulder. Half of the bar’s patrons were hers, at least here, by the current count. “I’ll give a hundred Gallos to the man who finds the most ironic punishment." She heard someone one of the thugs start to cry and try to escape as they were dragged out of the bar. They’d find justice of some sort in a nearby alley, and she’d get a report in the morning with the details.

She'd led these men and women through fire and tax agents. Through death and into glory. She'd even performed marriages and delivered quite a few of their children into the world. These things and good pay bought her a loyalty that was hard to believe and was only matched by her own loyalty to their safety. With a sigh she set her glass down and traced the rim casually. They were like a family to her, and she hated sending them into danger. They needed to re equip though, and there weren’t many weapons depots that were lightly defended.

[Amino]

Amino had heard that the Iron Stallion was a great place to find good weapons and equipment. He also heard there was some great food here as well. But of course, his source of this information never told him about the thugs and other shady people.

Amino traveled all the way here in hopes of finding a cheap Optical Steal System for his Brastle Tiger, and some food of course. Although the Brastle's heat signature would still appear even is he had the steal system, he would still have a slight advantage due to the fact that he was still invisible.

After walking around the Iron Stallion all day, he decided to stop by the bar and get food, and just rest for a while. He entered after the three thugs had been taken care of in an alley-way by a group of gang members. He didn't know why, so he entered with caution, making sure not to make eye-contact with anyone.

He sat at a table and ordered a drink at first, he wasn't too hungry yet, so he was going to wait and see how he feels before leaving.

He noted the drunk woman at the counter.

[The Crimson King]

((Sorry for the hold up... I've been busy lately. My post's about half way through... so it'll be here soonish... I'll edit this then PM Oni when I'm finished. D: ))

[Amino]

(( I thought it died. lol =D ))

[The Crimson King]

((NM... Amino... I was going to just edit my post with my post now that I have it finished... but nm. Try not to put OOC posts unless yer going to edit them out with a post. Just a word of advice. Basically, don't act like you do in the OOC in a RP.))

"Whoa... whoa. No need to get anybody else... I'm yer person," Jasper replied to the woman. He then quickly went on, not allowing her to disagree, "I'll just use my stock Liger Zero EM. Panzer packs too big of a punch for this mission." He gave her a wink, then said, "I'll see you there. Oh. And after all of this is finished... how about we get a drink for my payment?"

He smirked, then turned for the door. A thought entered his head as he reached the door. So, he stopped and slightly turned his head to the woman, and said, "I'm going to have to take a commercial Great Whale King to get to Nyx from Port Taggern. I'm trusting you with the payment?" It was a rhetorical question... and he was probably pushing his luck, but he didn't care. He continued walking out the door.

~~~~~

Like he promised, Jasper was currently piloting the EM. The light blue armor shifted with each step as the Liger continued its march for the Iron Stallion. It wasn't a necessarily long trek, but long enough for the day to turn to night before he finally arrived at the Stallion.

Zi's twin moons were half way obscured by a thick blanket of clouds; only the brightest stars shone through. Never the less, it was a beautiful night. A slight breeze tugged on various sheets of paper and trash on the ground.

The Liger Zero emerged on the Iron Stallion, a menacing look on its face. The front two claws glared a furious bright gold, the energy gathering to make two lethal weapons. Several people that were lurking in the shadows in front ran for it, a couple scrambling to the ground and managing to push off and keep running.

Jasper smirked at the sight of their cowardliness, then opened the external comm system, speaking into the loud speaker, "What're you running for?" Manic laughter spilled from his mouth as he closed the comm. "I hope they're running for some decent Zoids. I want a fight, after all."

I don't think that cowards such as them should ever be able to pilot a Zoid. If they do come back in Zoids, I'll have fun ripping them to shreads, Raijin said with a low growl.

"Hah! Not as much as me, Raijin. Although, I do think you're right. Cowards should never be able to pilot Zoids."

The Zoid lowered its shoulders and prowled back and forth in front of the Iron Stallion, in waiting. Anybody that saw this spectacle would undoubtedly be intimated.

((OOC: And, no... this wasn't dead. A RP doesn't die in a week of no posting. A RP dies after 2,3, or 4 months of no posting... and even then, you still can't really count it as dead.))

[Brother Oni Jaganshi]

A beep at her waste awoke her from her reverie. Picking up the small earpiece, she put it on and pressed the button on the side. "Go ahead?" Her voice was calm as she said it, carefully picking up her second drink of the night and swirling it in her hand.

The replying voice, heard by nobody but her, sounded a bit worried. "Sir, um, maam... I think the guy you payed is here and he's posing rather childishly."

She snorted at the thought. Rubbing the bridge of her nose, she replied. "Hail him, tell him were to meet up with you guys, and if he doesn't listen feel free to give him a twentyfive percent gravy surge." Still smiling, she took another sip to keep her throat wet. Liger pilots, all a bunch of show boats.

"Er.... Where is-"

"A quarter mile south of the east gate near the crossroads. If he can't find something the size of the Imp from there he deserves what I called him. Now relax, you need to call back the crew." It would start soon, the screaming and running. For now she was willing to wait. "Tell the captain to send a jeep for me."

[Amino]

As Amino finished his drink and was ready to leave, he decided he was hungry. He ordered quite a few plates of food, enough to make you wonder where he puts it all. In fact, he himself wondered where it all went.

While scarfing down mountains of food, he noticed the woman at the counter talking to someone, it sounded like she was leaving to go somewhere soon. He hoped the gang members would be going with her as well.

As he finished his food. He sighed, rubbed his stomach, and would've gotten more, but he didn't have enough money left. He laughed at the thought a walked out of the bar to continue his search for some equipment.