(Damn, very sorry for my absence. Been really busy with the holidays and all, along with one hell of a lot of setbacks concerning friends and family. I'll try to be more consistent with my posts. Again, my apologies.)
Wolf stood still amid the churning crowd of sentients, appearing even more statuesque due to an increased amount of activity in his vicinity...some children playing a game of "tag". He sighed, a brief moment of nostalgia overtaking him. Realizing it, he shook those thoughts off and returned his attention to the small hand held video reciever, just in time to see Salu leave the apartment complex. The second the crimson Mandalorian disappeared from his view, and that of his bug camera, Wolf approached the Busy Mynock's front doors.
He moved with an obvious purpose, having decided that subtlety in this hunt had failed him. It was time for a good old fashioned direct and violent confrontation. There would be no more running for Mesh, or breathing for that matter.
After entering, he gave a slight nod to the female Rodian on duty at the front desk, gesturing to his holstered pistol and smiling behind his visor, "Know where I'd find a Twi'lek named Mesh? He's a criminal...a murderer. You'll
understand if I get a little violent with this particular tenant, won't you?"
She smiled weakly and responded in basic, "No, no problem at all. His room number is 13, just down the hall."
"Fitting number," Wolf thought, nodding once more to the alien girl before continuing on.
He came to the door...it was a thicker model than most, but nothing his chosen ordinance couldn't handle. Wolf again reached into one of his belt compartments, this time producing a pair of explosive charges and a detonating device, along with an EMP grenade as an added bit of insurance against possible security measures.
Whistling, he placed the two charges directly onto the door itself, about a foot or two apart. He walked down the hall a ways, keying them to his detonator, it gave a small beep to indicate success. A moment later, and with the push of a button, Mesh's fate was sealed.
The door exploded inward creating a massive cloud of smoke and debris highlighted with bright white flame. Wolf calmly walked to the burning entry way and switched on the EMP grenade, tossing it into the room. A blue flash, and every piece of electronic equipment that may have been in the room went dead. His armor's EMP shielding really was a useful feature, especially in this case.
He took his blaster carbine from his shoulder, walking through the smoke, confidence clearly evident in his gait. In the corner, a coward whimpering pleas for mercy... was reflected in the black void of Wolf's face plate. He would continue to plead, throughout the entire process...
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Fifteen minutes later, Wolf took a seat beside Mesh's blackened skeleton, which was lashed to a table turned on its side. He relaxed, checking the charge on his carbine and kicking his feet up for a short stay. Salu would be back soon, he was sure of it, and he'd be waiting.
The mention of the Tenloss Syndicate he'd heard while in the Hades' Hive had piqued his interest. Something was going down on the station. Something big.
He glanced to the still smoking remains and posed a question, "Just what in the galaxy is going on here?"
One thing was for sure; there were credits to be made.