The two older Yautjas were talking quietly among themselves while Charlie cowered in a chair, sweating bullets even in the mild temperature kept in the command deck.
"I have the localization of the ooman device", Ho'kan announced once Charlie ended the call.
He placed the aerial view on the screen. He was able to triangulate the device using the ooman communications structures.
"Do you know what she could possibly be doing there?" The deep tone of Ah'kaedh voice startled Charlie.
"Wh-What?", the old man stuttered.
Recognizing places by the aerial view was not an easy task, especially nervous.
"Sh-she said she is injured, I don't...", Charlie was trying to give the aliens anything that would make them forget he was even there.
"It's past ooman activity hours", Lar'jar observed in their native tongue. Indeed, it was 11 pm local time.
" Ho'kan, access the oomans databases and do a quick research on what can be found in the area", Ah'kaedh asked, while taping the panel in front of him, giving the ship the commands needed to go to the planet's surface, at safe distance from the city.
"She might leave before you get there", Lar'jar pointed.
"I want to check what is worth a lie. Or an injured shoulder", he replied.
Ah'kaedh was not naive. If that ooman was the mercenary's employer, it would be rather stupid of her to lie about such an injury.
***
The whole sector was in the dark. Some buildings had emergency lights, there were security personnel in front of some buildings.
Ah'kaedh, cloacked, moved slowly in the semi-desertic streets of the commercial area of the city.
He had found the vehicle where Ho'kan placed the signal. Suspiciously in the sector where the lights were down.
That couldn't be a coincidence. And whatever that ooman was doing here, the Yautja fully intended to get his hands on her before she could get killed by her own choices.
Which was a fucking challenge given the amount of buildings. 20 blocks in the dark, she could be anywhere.
The blip on Ah'kaedh's gauntlet announced Lar'jar had just sent him a request for communication.
He opened a channel.
"There is a monkey dangling from a building", Lar'jar informed.
"Stay on its tracks, but don't engage".
***
When people talk about being quick and clean, they are usually talking to a whole team of agents. But Lance was alone. Clean was paramount, but quick?
No. Lance took her sweet time. She made sure the damage to the energy supply system was extensive enough the maintenance would take some hours.
It took her two days just to set that first step.
Now she needed to dodge the internal security system. Not completely, no. The Girl just needed to be sure she could not be identified.
Getting inside was easy, she used the rooftop entrance. Now getting out? That was the real challenge.
Especially while carrying 50 pounds of extra equipment with a bad shoulder.
***
"Something is not right", Lar'jar stated the obvious, since his brother's fixation was in an all time high.
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Boundless
ФанфикThirty-nine years after leaving behind the hellhole at Sezei, Ah'kaedh has come to terms with the fact that he will never find his Girl. Moving on is not easy, and his path has been painted with the red of all the human mercenaries he has been hunti...
