Jarik Utoni, timeline

Jarik Utoni, Born on the Minmatar homeworld of Matar to Lizbeth and Gerad Utoni. After his mother died in an industrial accident his father began taking Crash to cope with the loss. In a few short months he had died of an overdose and Jarik was left to fend for himself in the overcrowded streets of the capitol .

Aat the age of 7 he was abducted by a team of soldiers working for the RMS and trained as a Black Ops operative for 5 years. During the last of these five years he was paired with Spc. 'Mag' and she became his spotter. after they killed a Captain at the base who had attacked them out of envy and rage at the death of his best recruits they were commended and placed on their first mission.

Their jobs were subterfuge, Assassination and other works on the dark side of Minmatar law, taking out anyone the RMS deemed a danger to Minmatar society.

His callsign was 'Burn' and for good reason, after each of his kills he used fire to sculpt the minmatar republic symbol, weather it was on the forehead of the deceased or a carfully planned burning of the fields he used as cover, he spends just as much time setting up the endgame as he does the kill.

After 7 years of this, and now at the age of 19, a particularly dangerous assassination of a high ranking Caldari military officer went horribly wrong, Spc. Mag and Jarik were captured and only able to escape with the help of an friend in the Caldari state.

Upon returning to the republic and thought dead by their former employers he and Mag reclaimed their lost names and 'enrolled' in the Republic Military School proper and excelled in all combat courses under the guidence if their professor, Yitri Ole. Mag known now as Terra Flores became a sniper for the RMS whilst Jarik trained further.

4 years later he was accepted into the capsuleer program working for the Republic Military School.

After Extensive training in the use of cloaking devices and the flight of covert ops frigates he recieved his graduation certificates and applied to the up-and-coming corporation Valhalla Industries as a covert ops specialist.

His dark past behind him but never forgotten he continues on in his quest for wealth and power.

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Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Poetic Justice

Three days he had been in this forest.
Three days out of his 16 years of life.
Three days of watching, waiting.
But finally, there he was.
Operative Jarik Utoni, callsign; 'Burn' called up the information on his target and used his ocular implant to confirm identity.

Target: Amarrian holder, Admal Shaznadas.
Crimes: Slave owner, Taking of slaves in Minmatar space, murder of Matari diplomat.
Image relay: target confirmed
Confirmation from HQ: Confirmed
Operative 'Burn' you are cleared to take out the target

Jarik shook his spotter, a Sebiestor female known as 'Mag', awake.
"That bastard finally show up?" She whispered.
"Yea, he's at the compound now and I have his bio-signature locked."
"Great," she said, "More waiting"
Jarik smiled "You didn't complain about waiting while we were on the ship..."
Mag smiled in return, "We didn't have to worry about making too much noise on the ship."
An incoming datastream from their transport broke the mood

'Burn',
Amarrian covert ops vessels have been detected making drops on the planet, looks like the cat's out of the bag. you need to get the job done and get back to me ASAP.
-'Spook'

"What's the word?" 'Mag' asked
Jarik turned the wrist com so she could read it.
"We need to go loud to wrap this up, so I'll have to go to plan B"
She grimaced, "you really do have a thing for fire don't you?"
Jarik smiled, "Thought you would have understood me before sleeping with me."
She searched her bag for the x-ray lens and handed it to Jarik
"What? Heck no, I just needed the sex, the less I know the better."
Jarik smiled as he finished prepping the rifle and took the x-ray lens from her.
"We're kids right? we don't know any better."
She laughed openly at that.
"Right, if you ignore the 5 years of training to kill people and the 5 years of actually killing people, we're totally still kids."

After 3 more minutes of preparations in relative silence they were ready
"Mag, find him"
"Got him, Burn, 150m in the slave quarters, looks like he's in the middle of a beating"
"Poetic justice then, Wall thickness and composition?"
"First wall 1cm of steel, second wall 6cm of brick."
Jarik adjusted the ammunition composition to compensate.
"Mag, Wind speed?"
"3 knots south southwest, Burn"
Jarik Adjusted the sights and looked through the scope. Mag was right, the outline he could see with the X-ray sight and utilizing the Bio-signature gave him the distinct impression that he was beating someone.
"Is there a pattern to his movements?"
"I count 3 seconds per 'strike' Burn. His head is stable for two seconds and then one second when it sweeps forward in an arcing motion."
"In 9 seconds I send it."
Mag nodded and they both shielded their hearing.
3...
2...
The figure of Admal stopped the rhythmic striking moving and turned to present his profile
Exhale...
Trigger...

Jared was crying, his mother was getting beaten mercilessly by the master, he didn't understand.
"Why why why why why?" he cried into his father's arm
Jared turned to face the master and screamed,
"WHY?!"
Admal stopped beating Jared's mother and turned to face him.
Then his head exploded.

"Target down, Burn, let's evac."
Jarik smiled and set a burning match to the gasoline soaked underbrush as he pulled out to the evac pods.
During the accent the burning underbrush began to take the shape of the Minmatar Republic symbol, something he had been working on for the two nights he was there. Jarik smiled as Mag realised what he did.
"That's gonna anger the brass."
"It always does Mag, it always does."
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  1. Jarik UtoniMay 4, 2010 at 10:27 AM

    This is an exerpt of his time as a black ops sniper for the dark side of the RMS read by new timeline/bio notes in the sidebar, it will be updated and improved with time

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