Operation: Sigma

[Bartyn]

"Doesn't matter." he said coldly. "You aren't going anywhere." he pulled the scarf down and looked at her. "Not unless you give me what I came for. I may even let you live. Minus a limb or two... but they can fix that sort of thing these days."

[Ethan Talon]

Freeze scumbag!" Ethan shouted. There were five phaser rifles pointed at Bartryn. The only Narlin in the group gripped a vibranium sword.

[Selene Cross]

“And what exactly are you looking for Bartyn?” Selene inquired with a raised eyebrow as she fingered a Widow’s bite free. And why you? What tortured reality had Dominus picked this Clint from? “Lucky guess.” She shrugged.

Selene heard Talon yell for Bartyn to freeze.

"Looks like we've got an audience now. How do you want to play it?" She asked Bartyn.

[Ethan Talon]

"How about I blow his head off," Ethan said coldly. "But, I suppose we need to know why."

[Bartyn]

Bartyn freed one of his weapons and glanced at the Marines. "You brought me more meatheads for the pile of bodies. How nice. My Natasha used to bring me little gifts like that. Until I stuffed and mounted her head for Dominus' throne room that is. Guess in more than one reality you're a pain in my ass." he glanced at the Talons. "And the Talons... I was going to use that name in this reality."

He used the iljuna to grab his kilden from under his cloak. "The Black Widow comes with me to Ops... the rest of you... stay here. Or you can join the rest of the bodies."

[Selene Cross]

“I’m always up for a trip.” Selene said as she took a step back towards the turbolift. “Will it be just you and me or did you bring friends?”

[Bartyn]

"Doesn't matter." Bartyn replied and used the iljuna to unclip her gun holsters and unclipped her gun belt and threw them across the room. "Meatheads, you move... my guys kill all of you before you can get off a shot. Widow... play it cool." he motioned with his hand and an Ajem acolyte who put an ignited kilden to Trinity's neck. "Or your niece gets her head taken off."

[Ethan Talon]

Ethan growled, baring his teeth. "You can't stop more than one phaser with that toy." Despite his words he didn't do anything. The wrong move and Saline, and Trinity were dead. Of course so would Bartyn. That might not be a bad trade, but he couldn't make that call.

Dropping his phaser he stepped forward with his hands up, "Let's make a trade shall we? An intelligence operative for a general. Seems like a more than fair trade for you."

[Selene Cross]

Selene considered for a brief second on trying to call his bluff but she new better. Knew where this Clint came from. She’d been there once, it felt like an eternity ago though.

“I’m not resisting.” Selene pointed out trying to draw Barytn's attention back to her. “And you wont. Let them go back to their ship and I’ll go wherever you want. Besides you seem to want me more anyway and they’re obviously no threat to you.”

[Bartyn]

"A meathead General over one of the best spies in the galaxy in numerous realities? Pass bucko." Bartyn said and looked him in the eye. "I've killed twenty Marines and security officers already." he put his hand on Selene's shoulder. "But if you want to make yourself useful... take care of your XO." he made a twitch with his eye and the Ajem next to Trinity moved ever so slightly and took her left hand off. It was so quick, she barely had time to react as it dropped the ground, her engagement ring sparkling off the light of the kilden.

"Nahh.... you bastard..." Trinity muttered as she tried to keep calm. "Let him go Ethan... these aren't the expendable Ajem we're used to... "

"Smart woman... " Bartyn said and motioned to Selene. "Lift. Now. Or I kill the rest."