dendarii | [PSL] VKS/RvB AU

[ Miles is really, really starting to hate Jackson's Whole. First the original mess with Taura. Then Mark - his brother, whom he is incredibly glad to have, but dear god what a disaster that had been from start to finish - and now this.

He should have known better to get anywhere close to this damn planet, but the mission had been too damn important to pass up. Simon had gotten wind of a cloning operation that supposedly involved implanting the new bodies with AI similar to his own memory chip. Super soldiers, perhaps, or just one more level of exceeding human limitations. A brilliant mind to go along with an immortal body.

The Baron responsible hadn't been anywhere near his previous encounters with Ryoval or Fell, so Miles had thought he might have enough space to wriggle in. Get a little advice from Mark, grease a few palms ... Too bad Fell had already informed most of his competitors of Miles' wiles in advance. The Baron had been prepared. Miles hadn't been prepared enough.

He'd evaded capture ... by ducking directly into the clone creché itself. Which was, of course, the most well-guarded and difficult to escape section of the entire facility, and they were in peak condition. So now he's here, cursing himself and this whole goddamned system. He's crouched behind some of the training equipment; with any luck, he can observe these modified clones before any of them find him in turn.

But since when has Miles ever been lucky? ]

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[ Ah. Money. He wishes he had Mark here for this part ... ]

We'll meet it, of course. Starting now, with a bonus for combat.

[ Wait, what? ]

You're giving me a bonus? For combat? [ she asks flatly. ]

[ Miles blinks back a her. It sounds like good incredulity ... he hopes. ]

Of course. That's standard for all Dendarii members. Don't they do the same for you?

Depends on the assignment. You hardly know me and you're already offering to throw money my way. What's the catch?

[ She decides to conveniently leave out the part where all her work has been training missions thus far. ]

The catch is that I need to live if you want to get paid. Quite simple, really.

What, they won't pay a hefty sum for the return of your corpse? [ Her tone is dry and sarcastic. Perhaps not the best joke to make right now, but if she can't get him out of here then his best chance at survival is gone. ]

Don't worry, you haven't pissed me off enough. So long as you deliver when we get out of here, you'll live.

[ Miles shudders a bit at that. ]

Glad to know we're on the same terms, then.

[ He pauses - they're at a T-junction, so he looks back at her. ]

Which way from here?

Left. It's the longer route, but it's less guarded.

[ And maybe she's cheating by being tapped into the security network. No one suspects her of treason yet, they have no reason to. Hell if she was lucky they'd make it to the landing zone before anyone had any idea. ]

Do you have the coords of where we're meeting your crew?

I do prefer less guarded.

[ He starts down that direction then, being careful to pause whenever he comes to a grille looking down over the room they're in. Sure is a lot of activity... ]

West side. As long as we get outside the building, I can signal from there.

[ [ A lot of activity she wants to move past. None-too-gently she places a hand on him and tries to push him forward. ] ]

I can get us outside, but if they're coming here, they better be ready to come in hot. The Baron'll notice a shuttle fast.

[ Hey. He glares a bit at the pushing and continues inching along. ]

Hot I can do. Ever hear of Dagoola IV?

The place where you pissed off an entire Empire?

[ The bounty of Naismith's head had been news at the time, enough for her to find it in a search when they realized who was intruding. ]

That's the place. If we can get out of there, I can get you out of here.

It's a good thing you're leading the way then. You did bring a map, right?

I did. Originally.

How outdated was it?

Terribly so, I'm sorry to say. I imagine you have a much better one.

Considering I pulled this one a few moments ago, yeah. I'd say so. [ As accurate as one can get. She pauses for a second as she scans over her mental map. ]

We're going to have to drop down the next vent. Think you can do it quietly?

I am a master of stealth. Tiny feet with minimal pitter patter.

[ He says, eying the next vent nervously. ]

[ To her credit, she manages not to laugh at that though she is watching him closely for his grand moment of stealth. ]

Do I need to give you a push?

Ha. Shut up and give me a moment.

[ In his defense, he manages to be relatively sneaky as he drops down. ]

I gave you plenty.

[ But she does wait and allow him to drop down without her "help." There's a brief moment where she contemplates closing the vent and leaving him down there to be found before she drops down to join him. ]

What weapons are you packing?

[ He drifts to one side of the hall to press himself against a wall. ]

Stunner and needler. A knife.

[ Not his seal dagger, but still decent. ]

Arm yourself with one in case we run into trouble. Doesn't matter which. [ Though part of her wants to see him launch himself at someone with a knife in hand.

She has the next part of the map pulled up and her own plasma arc out at the ready as she steps in front of him. ]

I'll lead this time, but if you pull anything with your toys...

Stunner then.

[ As for that, well. He waves a hand. ]

It would completely defeat the purpose.

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