07-07-2018, 11:14 PM
The young Deathblades' head leader walked along the concrete pathway with Jacket as they stroll while greenery surrounded them. There weren't many people visiting the park since it was getting late in the afternoon time. No one was in the area to hear their plans but Jacket and De'ialia still talked softly.
"I think it's best to bring the truck back to Chirpa since he has enough size in his garage to keep it hidden. If the Orcs realize that one of their prized warfare-built vehicles just disappeared suspiciously, they would be out on the streets looking but I'm inspecting that it wouldn't be their main priority, but someone is going to start asking questions sooner or later." Jacket talked about their strategy while the little twi'lek girl listened closely.
"Good call on bringing it to Chirpa, he could make a few modes that would suit us." De'ialia expressed positively about Jacket's thoughts of the mission.
"But one question that I'm concerned about is that you guys know how to drive?" Jacket was curious if anyone of the Deathblades' kids had experience with driving.
"Most of us are orphans, of course, we know how to drive. Well… there are some of us who are not so skillful when it comes to maintaining something big or very fast." the bright red twi'lek girl mentioned while they get closer to the parking lot where Jacket left his car.
Jacket let out a little sigh of disappointment but that didn't bother De'ialia about his belief on them. They continued to walk casually along the concrete pathway that led to the mostly empty parking lot. De'ialia had a wonderful time getting to know Jacket and would be happy to see him again, helping the Deathblades. As they reached the end of the path, the twi'lek child had one more thing to say to Jacket.
"Keep doing what you been doing. At this rate, we can make the streets a better place without those tusk bullies." De'ialia said in a positive manner that was warm enough to touch Jacket's heart.
"I will." Jacket responded in a slight smile while looking down at the Deathblades' leader.
"I'll catch you later!" the bright red Twi'lek spoke with a friendly attitude and did a little salute to him.
When Jacket started walking away toward his car, De'ialia grabbed a homemade smoke bomb from her toy belt that was tightened around her waist and threw down the bomb. The smoke engulfed her and hid her appearance well enough. She dawned her purple cap and a toy batgirl mask that she had somewhere underneath her clothes. A purple toy grappling gun was unhooked from her belt and she held it firmly in her right hand. The twi'lek child superhero shot her grappling hook at a nearby tree limb and she flew out of sight in quick timing. After a couple of seconds, the smoke settled, and she left without a trace. Jacket still walked to his parked DeLorean that had personality wherever it went when people see the car. He opened the driver's gull wing door and got into the vehicle while he shut the door behind him. The car started up and backed out from the parking spot in a quick time. Jacket steered the car toward the exit of the park and went back out on the streets.
His GPS was set with the coordinates of the Orc occupied vehicle depot's location. Gears shifted while Jacket was picking up speed, but he wasn't traveling way over the speed limit. The once modern city structure towered over him while litter was everywhere in the streets. There were locals walking the sidewalks, but it was a small number compared to the upper tiers. Down here, it felt like there wasn't any fresh air at all from how far underground Jacket was in this verse. He was used to it though due to his home city having the same atmosphere, sort of. He smoked a cigarette while driving to his destination and realized that the pack of tobacco was getting light with only 3 cigarettes remained. The omnilium glowed in his pockets as another pack was summoned but it appeared in his center console.
Eighties music continued to play on the radio that comforted Jacket while driving. An electronic female voice spoke from the GPS, directing where Jacket should turn. As he got closer to the destination, the next district he entered was mostly storage/warehouses buildings that were on every block of this area in Tier Five. On the map, it showed Jacket coming up on another turn that led him to the front entrance of the depot. Right on the spot, there was an Orc Mafia member standing next to the guard house while keeping an eye on Jacket passing by. The tusked thug looked at the car suspiciously with a burner hand blaster holstered at his hip. Jacket felt like he was being watched as soon he was in viewing distance of this complex. A perimeter of an electrified fence surrounded the depot along with guard dogs patrolling the junkyard of cars. The blonde head prime instincts kicked in thinking that it's best to not stay around at the front entrance for a long time so he wouldn't catch anyone's attention.
So, he drove by the entrance and headed down the street. After the prime past the Orc Mafia's property, a feeling came across him that he was no longer being watched where he was driving at. Although, Jacket was tempted to make another lap around to take notes of this place he was about to infiltrate. His eyes looked all around while driving slowly to find a less-watched area of the depot. Since there was an electric fence, Jacket also needed to look for transformers around the area to sabotage and cut power off to the facility. This process took over ten minutes to take notes and plan to trespass. Jacket parallel parked somewhere on the block that was within walking distance from the depot. No life wondered this part of the street so the intruder wouldn't have to worry about bystanders.
When the DeLorean's engine was killed, Jacket sat in the car for five minutes to go over his plan mentally. A tobacco haze slightly filled the car from his burning cigarette but most of it exiting out the already slightly down driver's side window. First, he would destroy the transformer that powered the whole block with electricity. Second, he will climb over the fence and enter the vehicle depot with stealth. While going in, Jacket will try not to alert anyone and reduce his attempt at killing everyone. If anyone stood in his way, he will still end them with no mercy. After finding where this armored ice cream truck was, he will make a getaway and most indeed kill any Orc Mafia members in this armored vehicle to make sure no witnesses were left. Surely enough this should aid Westside to one step closer to defeating their enemies.
"I think it's best to bring the truck back to Chirpa since he has enough size in his garage to keep it hidden. If the Orcs realize that one of their prized warfare-built vehicles just disappeared suspiciously, they would be out on the streets looking but I'm inspecting that it wouldn't be their main priority, but someone is going to start asking questions sooner or later." Jacket talked about their strategy while the little twi'lek girl listened closely.
"Good call on bringing it to Chirpa, he could make a few modes that would suit us." De'ialia expressed positively about Jacket's thoughts of the mission.
"But one question that I'm concerned about is that you guys know how to drive?" Jacket was curious if anyone of the Deathblades' kids had experience with driving.
"Most of us are orphans, of course, we know how to drive. Well… there are some of us who are not so skillful when it comes to maintaining something big or very fast." the bright red twi'lek girl mentioned while they get closer to the parking lot where Jacket left his car.
Jacket let out a little sigh of disappointment but that didn't bother De'ialia about his belief on them. They continued to walk casually along the concrete pathway that led to the mostly empty parking lot. De'ialia had a wonderful time getting to know Jacket and would be happy to see him again, helping the Deathblades. As they reached the end of the path, the twi'lek child had one more thing to say to Jacket.
"Keep doing what you been doing. At this rate, we can make the streets a better place without those tusk bullies." De'ialia said in a positive manner that was warm enough to touch Jacket's heart.
"I will." Jacket responded in a slight smile while looking down at the Deathblades' leader.
"I'll catch you later!" the bright red Twi'lek spoke with a friendly attitude and did a little salute to him.
When Jacket started walking away toward his car, De'ialia grabbed a homemade smoke bomb from her toy belt that was tightened around her waist and threw down the bomb. The smoke engulfed her and hid her appearance well enough. She dawned her purple cap and a toy batgirl mask that she had somewhere underneath her clothes. A purple toy grappling gun was unhooked from her belt and she held it firmly in her right hand. The twi'lek child superhero shot her grappling hook at a nearby tree limb and she flew out of sight in quick timing. After a couple of seconds, the smoke settled, and she left without a trace. Jacket still walked to his parked DeLorean that had personality wherever it went when people see the car. He opened the driver's gull wing door and got into the vehicle while he shut the door behind him. The car started up and backed out from the parking spot in a quick time. Jacket steered the car toward the exit of the park and went back out on the streets.
His GPS was set with the coordinates of the Orc occupied vehicle depot's location. Gears shifted while Jacket was picking up speed, but he wasn't traveling way over the speed limit. The once modern city structure towered over him while litter was everywhere in the streets. There were locals walking the sidewalks, but it was a small number compared to the upper tiers. Down here, it felt like there wasn't any fresh air at all from how far underground Jacket was in this verse. He was used to it though due to his home city having the same atmosphere, sort of. He smoked a cigarette while driving to his destination and realized that the pack of tobacco was getting light with only 3 cigarettes remained. The omnilium glowed in his pockets as another pack was summoned but it appeared in his center console.
Eighties music continued to play on the radio that comforted Jacket while driving. An electronic female voice spoke from the GPS, directing where Jacket should turn. As he got closer to the destination, the next district he entered was mostly storage/warehouses buildings that were on every block of this area in Tier Five. On the map, it showed Jacket coming up on another turn that led him to the front entrance of the depot. Right on the spot, there was an Orc Mafia member standing next to the guard house while keeping an eye on Jacket passing by. The tusked thug looked at the car suspiciously with a burner hand blaster holstered at his hip. Jacket felt like he was being watched as soon he was in viewing distance of this complex. A perimeter of an electrified fence surrounded the depot along with guard dogs patrolling the junkyard of cars. The blonde head prime instincts kicked in thinking that it's best to not stay around at the front entrance for a long time so he wouldn't catch anyone's attention.
So, he drove by the entrance and headed down the street. After the prime past the Orc Mafia's property, a feeling came across him that he was no longer being watched where he was driving at. Although, Jacket was tempted to make another lap around to take notes of this place he was about to infiltrate. His eyes looked all around while driving slowly to find a less-watched area of the depot. Since there was an electric fence, Jacket also needed to look for transformers around the area to sabotage and cut power off to the facility. This process took over ten minutes to take notes and plan to trespass. Jacket parallel parked somewhere on the block that was within walking distance from the depot. No life wondered this part of the street so the intruder wouldn't have to worry about bystanders.
When the DeLorean's engine was killed, Jacket sat in the car for five minutes to go over his plan mentally. A tobacco haze slightly filled the car from his burning cigarette but most of it exiting out the already slightly down driver's side window. First, he would destroy the transformer that powered the whole block with electricity. Second, he will climb over the fence and enter the vehicle depot with stealth. While going in, Jacket will try not to alert anyone and reduce his attempt at killing everyone. If anyone stood in his way, he will still end them with no mercy. After finding where this armored ice cream truck was, he will make a getaway and most indeed kill any Orc Mafia members in this armored vehicle to make sure no witnesses were left. Surely enough this should aid Westside to one step closer to defeating their enemies.
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