Cardamine, cardamine, everybody wants cardamine.

[JordanRudess]

Isaac Sexton's usual nightly activities were uninterrupted when a pair of apparent thieves promptly stole the boat he had been staking out from his nose. "Bastards," he thought to himself. He'd had a ship ready to lift it. It would be worth a few thousand credits on the market offplanet. Then he had seen them go to work. High profile explosives. Remote detonation. Body armor. These were no normal criminals. They might be worth something. Or even better, they were looking looking for something that was worth something.

Without missing a beat, Isaac hot wired a slightly less secure, older model nearby. Killed the running lights. Followed the fast boat's obvious trail in the water. To his surprise, they lead him around the water, seeming lost for a few moments, before turning decisively towards the island. They got off their boat. Onto land. They needed a way back out didn't they? He'd wait here for them, and jump them on their return. But just in case that didn't work out, a few precautions.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a roll of EMP tape. Nothing subtle about it, but he doubted anyone would notice until it was too late. Wrapping a single line of it around the fast boat, in such a way it appeared to be a decal, he settled down nearby to watch from behind some foliage. His own boat had been tied down a little ways away, out of site.

A while later, they emerged. Carrying a large container. He had been right about something. Perfect. Tonight was going to turn out well after all. He waited until they were a safe distance away before following. Then the building behind him exploded. A piece of shrapnel embedded itself in his rented boat, but he more or less ignored it. Quickly, before the sports boat and its two occupants got out of sight, he grabbed the detonator for his emp tape, and pressed the button. He grinned in satisfaction as all lights and sound suddenly cut off on his quarry.

"Let's see how those rifles work with no power. And that electrorepulsive armor she had had," he thought to himself. He powered his own boat alongside his fallen prey.

"I've fecking got you, so better not even move, you bastards. Now leave the crate in the boat, and you two take a swim. You can have this boat when I go."

To make his point, he grabbed his own pistol and let a quick beam of coherent light off across the bow of other boat.

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