DreamMerc: Deadly Desires

[Deven Kasstra]

"Get me another beer and a JD for this lovely lady," he said with a smile that was slightly OTT for the mood he was in.

"Leave me alone........Freak!" She replied, launching the JD down his top.

"Why thanks, now you can get up and leave....or would you rather me have the boyz take you out?"

He got up and clicked his fingers in the direction of the door, four tall, butch figures in dark shades and trench coats made their way swiftly across the dark, smokey club to the bar and made to escort the young wench to the door.

"No, back door, I don't want any more embarassment from her."

Up untill this point he had been drinking Dark Ale, and he's probably had about 8 pints by this time. Wearing a very expensive pair of D2 trousers, and a Lambretta shirt, he was out to impress tonight, out to pull. I mean, why not in his own club, right??

"Damm it, bloody woman, Oi! Mik! have another beer on the bar for when I'm back......"

He proceeded to cross the packed dance floor towards the doors on the far side. Sucessfully avoiding the assaults of various drunken women, he safely reached the double security doors and placed his thumb on the finger-print scanner. The lock clicked and doors swung open, he went through.

He made his way to the turbo-lift and punched in the floor number, 2.

Walking through his door, he noticed straight away there was a strong breeze blowing, meaning the window must have been left open, something he makes a point of never doing. He knew someone was there.

Reaching inside his jacket he pulled out his blaster and backed up against the wall.

No need, he recognised the face straight away, Sieken.

[Severen Morkonis]

I saw the door open slowly and the shadow of a gun popping out from under his or her jacket, i quickly rolled left behind the sofa, drawing both silver Magnams that could blow a guys head of from 10 feet away, the dive was good and i viewd the guy walking in..i pulled the triggers to the two twin magnam guns, bullits slammed themselfs into the door, and the shadow of the man shot back behind the wall.

before i knew it four or five bolts of light smashed themselfs into the wall behind me...he was fireing back...raiseing myself from behind the sofa i fired, the loaders slideing back and forth bullits spraying into the wall and door the recoil pushing my hand back with every shot , i dived right once more finding refuge behind a privet bar counter, another shot from the intruder blasted right into the bar and out the otherside finaly resting in the wall beside me.

Your a crap shot you little git i tournted the guy

Get yourself a bigger gun so you dont have to aim so much..i continued

BOOM BOOM BOOM!...3 more shots came hurterling in to the room this time hitting the light above the bar and makeing it smash down apon the counter..

I took the advantage, raied off the ground and pulled the trigger...one gun was out of ammo the other fired two bullits which hit the guy in the arm and upper leg kncoking him back over the sofa and down apon a glass coffie table...

[Deven Kasstra]

The shot to the arm found nothing but a bullet-proof sleeve, it was the shot in the leg that took him down.

He responded with five shots, blasting them throught the bar. Three did nothing but make a mess of the drinks on the other side, one grazed his calf and the other struck his foot.

Hearing the muffled scream he called out: "Still a crap shot? I knew I should never have trusted you Sieken, I came to you with good intentions, offering my help, and all I get in gratitude is this? Thanks. So before you have another go at decorating my apartment with my guts, wot exactly is it you want?"

[Severen Morkonis]

OOC: just to tel you guys Deven and Siek are not the same person were actrally RL broa and were on the same comp for the moe..IE this is how were replying so fast to eatchother..

The shot to the foot stung but did not hurt that of a great deal the other wound was only a skim wound...again...not very hurtfull..he spoke in a low tone voice however that was hard to make out..i was in my brothers apartment...and he talked of helping me?....he was Deven then..i had been shooting at my own brother...carefully i raised of the ground with a steady limp my guns raised high pointing directly at his head..he was doing the same..

' What is it i want dear brother?' i said in a sercastic manner guns still raised to his head...

We came together gun to gun..nose to nose...his face looked as if i was not welcome in his humble aboad...did i give a crap...nah...

' I came to.....Visit you brother....problem with that?

[Deven Kasstra]

Keeping his gun leveled at his brothers head, Deven approached him till he was close enough to smell the drink on his breath.

"You've been drinking. Unless it's my shirt. Anyway what is it you came to see me about exactly? Coz I don't have time for games with little boys, if you got nething interesting to say, say it, or else leave. Now I'm gonna drop my gun...........r u?"

[Severen Morkonis]

Little boy?...this guy was crazy to be calling a sith Warrior a little boy...i was already in a mood from my master trying to kill me for god sake...

I dropped my guns and so did my bro and put them back in there puches eat side of my back pack...i walked over to the counter and poured myself a orange juice..

U know i always thought you would be dead by now....not liveing the high life in some 5 star swanky bar you own...

I wanted deven sit on a stool and i did the same...i looked around the place was a mess the windows shot out his sofa and chair with bullit holes in..the counter smashed to tatters...

I missed you bro i said wraping my arms round his body giveing him a hug.. i did not know it was you i fired at ...

[Deven Kasstra]

"Well no offence bro, but who else would it be opening the door to my apartment with a key, at least if I'd broken the door down I could understand your alarm."

He returned his brothers hug.

"So, now we're on more plesant terms, what is it that brings you to me?"