Kentauros RP

"Yeah... keep believing that ." He replies with a shake of his head.

Amok speaks. "What is that supposed to mean? Urgh, come on 13, we are going..." Amok says as he starts to walk back to the ship, he had a lot to think about.

"Didn't you say it was his choice?" Endar points out with a devious smirk.

Amok then stop and speaks. "Yeah, it is... I will wait him on the ship if he wants to come with me." Amok said and kept walking.

13 spoke up and said "I think we should stay with him the captain, and you are an indevidual... because you have experienced something the others haven't"

Amok stopped walking, 13 was right... Amok has a short time of thinking, he then looks at 13 and speaks. "Fine 13, we will stay with him for now... But if he does anything criminal like I will arrest him." Amok said, he walked back close to 13 but he still had to think about his life.

"You will try."

Amok does not respond to that now, he is not gonna argue with Endar for now.

"...Dick."

13 "Please you two quit it..."

"..Oh I'm sorry , I'm just not good at letting go of grudges ." He replies as he enters the shop and promptly lays some credits onto the counter "Slipstream core." He grunts.

Amok just sighs, this is not going to work, but he will try avoid another fight.

His quarry , in the open? This was too easy , were they just complete idiots or simply did not know how close to syndicate space they were? Either way the punishment would be quick , and fatal. The Deathlord smirks darkly as he flicks his wrists and with a crisp familiar 'pssshh' a long green blade of plasma appears along the back of his forearm. Over years and years of hearing the sound , it had begun calming , almost soothing to him, the quick puff of heat vent steam , the quiet rumbling buzz of the blade itself fascinated him. Yet there was no time to ponder on the physical beauty of the weapon , now he would exhibit it's practical uses.

13 went about his bussiness watching the captain go about his bussiness

Amok did was standing there thinking, the hivemind was not happy with his decision as he was being difficult to handle.

(Deathlord weapons are known to a very very very select few outside of the assassins themselves ,because they're meant to be near mythical specters few even believe exist , so 13 would not in fact have a practiced ear for the sound."

(I meant the sound of buzzing plasma)

(That yes , but he's not currently as close as you think , I'm keeping his exact location secret for funzies , all I can say is he's within clear eye view , but too far to say hear his voice.)

(better?)

(that works , I mean u could have made him sense a disturbance with his psychic abilities but, now we wait for Ki and Flesh)

Roulant was standing nearby making sure not to be in a busy location so he could watch the crowd to make sure his hunters will will be spotted ahead of time so he can call out and run

You know some say the worst pain imaginable is the loss of loved ones , or a broken heart or some other bullshit , but I would warrant  a guess at it being when a six inch long crystal slams through your shoulder at about the speed of sound. Roulant...Roulant is currently feeling that pain.

afte he was hit 13's eyes darted around looking for the attacked quickly he formed an energy feiled around himelf and his hit comrade

El was swiftly shot in the side with one of those plasma (?) gun things.

It grazes his plasma shield and quickly he turns to see who it was.