OOC: AAARGH! You go shave the Vargr as soon as one of you actually says you are DOING something, not just sitting around discussing what you can or might or want to do!


Having determined that the two Vargr are going about their regular everyday schedule, completely oblivious to what's about to happen, the Shaving Party shows up at the Vargr apartment--the one that's in the other half of the converted warehouse from where they'd held Indy.

Their door isn't even locked. Someone eases the door open and Vonon tosses the two tranq grnades in.

"Roh-roh," can be heard a moment before the sound of two bodies hitting the floor.

Vonon and Sharik rush in, make sure the two Vargr are, indeed, unconscious before letting Reese in. He verifies that they are just asleep, gives them an additional dose and indicates they are ready for transport.

It's easy enough to haul them out--one at a time--to their own van, load them in, and then drive the van around to the other end of the warehouse. Reversing the process soon has the two Vargr ensconced in the prepared chairs.

You may now proceed with the shaving!

"So, do we wait for them to wake up before the shaming, or let them sleep through it and wake up bald? Either way is fine by me. Get that stuff on their genetalia too, completely bald! Hehehehehe." Covered completely by his suit and gloves, Sylvester helps apply the cream/foam hair remover to their bodies. Helping as Indy indicates, she gets to get whatever parts she wants, it's HER revenge, he was only happy to help a friend!
This message was last edited by the player at 15:02, Thu 27 Apr 2023.

Serge took on the role of cameraman and was filming the event.

In reply to Serge Baklanov (msg # 25):

     Once the two morons are brought to the other end of the warehouse in which they live, Vonon quickly searches for a pair of simple metal office chairs he'd noticed when he was here last--when Inderpal was rescued.

     "Strip the two snarfs down to their boxers, then sit 'em in these chairs and tape 'em up." Vonon says, producing a large roll of duct tape from a shoulder bag,

     "Don't forget to put a big piece over their muzzles--for now."

     Vonon sees Serge preparing to start recording,

     "Serge!  Indy!  Once the idiots are secured to their chairs, Reese will give 'em something to wake them.  Don't record Reese giving them anything!  Once they start to wake up, Serge starts recording...and it's your show, Indy."

     "The rest of us will stay silently in the background.  We'll prepare the buckets of hair remover and rinse water.  We get this done quick!  We hand you the stuff as you call for it.  Just dump the depilatory all over them, give it a couple minutes to work, then rinse 'em off.  It doesn't have to look pretty--in fact, a patchy, mangey look works better."

     Varca turns to Sylvester and adds, "Leave their boxers on!  Unless you wanna be the one to rub the cream onto their ballocks!"

     Vonon catches Indy's eye, "Remember, if we wanna sell this as a prank to get even, then you have to be seen as doing the important stuff, Indy.  We can carry stuff for you, even hand you the hair removing cream, but it has to be you taking the direct action.  And you need to keep explaining that you're doing this to them, because they grabbed you off the street and held you against your will for hours--all due to a case of mistaken identity.  Mention that their plan was to hold that other woman until they were paid to return her."

     "Never use the word 'Kidnap' or 'Hostage'!  Never!  Those two words have a Legal definition--as in they are Illegal Activities!"

     "Okay, looks like we're ready." Vonon nods, grabbing a bucket in which he'll mix up a batch of the depilatory cream Reese prepared, "Okay, Reese, do what you gotta do to wake 'em up.  Serge--you start recording as soon as Reese is clear of the idiots..."

     "Indy--you're gonna do great.  Don't be angry!  Be indignant!"

"I thought we were removing ALL of their hair? I have safety equipment on, to keep the stuff off of me." he says as he begins helping to pass buckets.

Serge showed thumb up.
- I think this track will be appropriate, - Serge pushed a button:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpC7NuGlDNQ
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Inderpal takes the depilatory cream once Vonon has repaired it. She has memorised a speech on the way over that she will recite once they are woken up. Because she wants to make sure they are conscious for every minute of this.

Once they wake up, she begins.

"Let me explain a little about what is going to happen and why, you bunch of horrific idiots."

Sharik was as she usually was on such operations: efficient and effectively background.  She handled much of logistics to make sure that equipment and personnel got to where they needed to, when they needed to.  The auburn-haired ex-operative allowed those to focus on their specialties and roles; she was there when Indy needed support with her speech, or her hair, or her suit.  But, when the spotlight focused on her companion, Shar faded into the background.

She was fully present and carried her stunner with her ("Just in case"), but didn't seem to need the glare of the lights herself.  Shar did make sure that Rrarrik and Aroo were both fully securely bound by double-checking their bindings, but also fully awake when Indy started her spiel.  She even referred to the two vargr by name multiple times to get their attention and ensure that they knew their captors had the correct individuals (and that the captive knew that as well).

Sharik's own mask had the glare filter on, which allowed her own features to be obscured to try and make her far less recognizable (whether on the video or by the perps).

Inside his suit, Sylvester had a grin a mile wide! He was having fun! He helped Vonon pass buckets to Indy since she wanted to apply it all, he was satisfied helping his friend get retribution!

[The Warehouse.  Planet Duncinae.]

     Okay.  The task finished--apparently--Vonon sets his mask over his face, then says "Cut.  Save.  Whatever.  Everyone--get ready to leave..." Vonon pantomimes to Serge the pulling of a pin from a grenade.
 (OOC: yeah-yeah, grenades at this Tech Level have different safety measures than a safety pin! I know that!  I'm using Artistic License, here! ^_^)

     As everyone prepares to leave, Vonon steps close to the two now-messy Vargr, leans down and quietly speaks through his mask in the common dialect of the Vargr,

     {"You dumb Herbivores futzed with the wrong Pack!  Be glad we didn't hand you over to the Pinkskins for them to punish you for Kidnapping!  Snarfs!  The both of you..."}

     Once everyone is geared back up, Vonon gestures towards Serge,

     "Our parting gift, if you would, sir...?"

     Once the grenade has dispersed its gas, and Reese has confirmed the two are again unconscious, Vonon pulls his Blade from its scabbard on his tactical vest--strapped horizontally across the small of his back--and proceeds to cut the tapes holding to their chairs.

     "Clean up the evidence." Vonon says, as he's freeing the unconscious Vargr, "Except for the goop on the floor, gather everything we brought in here with us.  Don't forget the grenades we tossed around!"

Inderpal starts to grab the items that they brought with them, placing them in the bags that they brought along with them to carry the stuff.

She looks down on her kidnappers and considers spitting, but realises that would leave DNA. Instead, once they are finished, she leaves without looking back.

Serge felt pity for the two "snarfs"... almost.
When the job was done, he double-checked that all traces were gone and was the last one who left the warehouse.

Sylvester helped with the cleanup, thankful his hazard suit was clean with none of the defurring potion on it, he didn't want to be bald for Val, she liked his hair! "I hope you didn't get any on you chief, or you might have patchy fur that looks like mange!" He headed back to the vehicle as fast as he could, just in front of Serge.

In reply to Sylvester Jinx (msg # 35):

     Once everyone is back aboard the airlorry and it's airborne, heading back to Longshot, Varca says,

     "Okay folks--it's Friday night, now.  Longshot is scheduled to lift off Sunday afternoon--unless the other guys find out something that we have to look into which might prevent that.  So, I'm highly recommending that all of us..." Vonon gestures around at everyone in the airlorry, "plan on remaining aboard the ship from now until liftoff."

In reply to Vonon Ronkunu (msg # 36):

Inderpal is deep in thought, but she realises that Vonon has a very good point. They don't want to draw any more attention to themselves than they have to right now.

"Agreed."

In reply to Inderpal Kumar (msg # 37):

Sylvester nods his head to Vonon, "Not a bad idea Capt."

Sharik was the last to leave the site, she's been diligent in cleaning up and trying to leave little to no trace on anything left behind.  She's policed the brass (well, grenade pins, glassware, needles, and bottles/containers).  As the last of the detritus and debris is swept into a holding bag for incineration, the auburn-haired ex-operative starts to ensure that prints (foot and finger) aren't left anywhere by wiping and sweeping any surfaces.

She's knew it wasn't perfect, but she was extremely efficient about it.  Apparently, this was not her first rodeo.  Shutting the door behind her, her soft terry cloth wiped the various access surfaces and then got popped into the incinerator bag.

"Yeah," Shar seemed to completely agree with the Captain's recommendation, as she sidle up next to Indy, "we should sequester."  She could think of a lot of things that could be done on the Longshot over the next couple of days.  ToWith Indy.

After tossing the sealed garbage bag in the trunk and piling into grav vehicle, Sharik looked to see if Vo wanted to drive (as is his prerogative as Captain), but knowing that she had far more experience with small atmospheric gravitic craft.

"++Buckle up.++" she chirped into the common crew channel.  The visor on her mask popped open revealing her smooth Solomani, Asian features and a slightly crooked smile.  Her fingers danced over the panel and the navigation route appeared - a touch circuitously to the Longshot, then she intoned quietly - and almost reverentially, "Let's go home."

In reply to Sharik Kaagira (msg # 39):

Inderpal smiles slightly. She is still going to need therapy to do with all of this, but revenge - for the time being - feels good.

She says nothing as they heard back to the ship.

Nothing appears in the news the next day, and only one face-snap can be found of the two hairless Vargr as they are caught dashing from van to apartment door.

Then again, it is the weekend so they probably don't have to work. And we food delivery apps like BiteForce and DoorDrop, they don't have to go out.

Sharik is able to tap into one of their orders from the Super Rx pharmacies to find they've ordered a couple gallons of hair growth formula.

Sharik spent the weekend puttering around Longshot.  There were hours spent on astrogation calculations and other ship duties.  But plenty of time was spent sipping coffee (with Indy, of course), reading (with Indy, of course), and doing yoga (with Indy, of course).

The auburn-haired dilettante also spent a number of hours sculpting; Shar had taken up the hobby of micro-sculpts which entailed detailed use of both PRIS goggles and Static Fist gauntlets to create tiny figurines with features etched at the near-nanoscopic scale.

The ex-operative also seemed to take a special glee in monitoring the cosmetic and beauty products purchases of the two vargr perps.  She also made sure that a couple of 'Dumb' and 'Dumber' t-shirts had been anonymously added to the invoice of items.  Copies of the videos were sequestered along with the evidence file supporting their findings and dispositions on the entire matter.  Everything above board was readily made available to the attorneys that they were retaining on Duncinae.

With the group having returned, Sir Walker left them thick as thieves as he did not what to know what transpired but was happy that they all appeared alright.

"Serge, what time did you want to meet with Liao?" he asked

- I think we can invite him for a dinner tonight, - Serge said.

"Lets do it here then so he knows what he is getting into." Sir Walker said with a smile.

In reply to Sharik Kaagira (msg # 42):

Indy for her part started looking up possible places they could go to next; she wanted somewhere with less chance of kidnapping, for one thing.

2Starmaster:
Serge will send the appointment to Liao.