Posts tagged: capturehttps://din.markata.dev/tags/capture/atom.xml2026-01-14T00:00:00ZDin DjarinConfrontationhttps://din.markata.dev/confrontation/2026-01-14T00:00:00Z2026-01-14T00:00:00ZThe confrontation with the target<p>Found Sorr in his quarters. He was waiting.</p>
<p>Not with weapons—he's not stupid. With information.</p>
<p>"I know who you are, Mandalorian. I know about the covert. The purge. I can
tell you where the others are."</p>
<p>He thought he could bargain. Thought he could buy his freedom with intel on my
people.</p>
<p>"I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold." My standard offer. He
knew it was genuine.</p>
<p>Sorr reached for a hidden blaster. Old Imperial hold-out piece. Small, weak,
desperate.</p>
<p>I was faster.</p>
<p>Disrupted his weapon with a <a href="/weapons-are-part-of-my-religion/" class="wikilink" data-title="Weapons Are Part of My Religion" data-description="On the Mandalorian creed and the tools of the trade" data-date="2026-02-02" data-preview="On the Mandalorian creed and the tools of the trade">whistling bird</a>.
He screamed when the shrapnel hit his hand. Dropped to his knees.</p>
<p>Stun cuffs on. He'll live. He'll face trial. He'll answer for his crimes.</p>
<p>Not my concern anymore.</p>
<p>This is the way.</p>
Target Securedhttps://din.markata.dev/target-secured/2026-01-14T00:00:00Z2026-01-14T00:00:00ZTarget secured and ready for transport<p><img src="/target-secured.png" alt="A bound prisoner in Imperial officer's uniform sitting on a cargo crate,
hands in stun cuffs, defiant expression, industrial background, dramatic
side lighting, science fiction concept art style"></p>
<blockquote>
<p>Verdan Sorr. Former Imperial Intelligence. War criminal. Now: Guild property.
Fifty thousand credits, alive and intact.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Sorr stopped talking after the <a href="/confrontation/" class="wikilink" data-title="Confrontation" data-description="The confrontation with the target" data-date="2026-01-14" data-preview="The confrontation with the target">cuffs went on</a>. Wise choice.
His threats turned to silence. His bribes turned to ash.</p>
<p>The Hutts' crew arrived too late. Found their guards unconscious, their prize
gone. They'll be angry, but they know better than to cross the Guild.</p>
<p>Transported him to the <a href="/about/" class="wikilink" data-title="About the Hunter" data-description="Who I am, what I do, and why I keep these logs" data-date="2026-02-05" data-preview="Who I am, what I do, and why I keep these logs">Razor Crest</a>. Holding cell is secure.
Carbonite would be easier, but the contract specified alive and conscious. He
gets a cot, rations, and a refresher. More than he deserves.</p>
<p>Tomorrow, we head to the rendezvous point. New Republic custody transfer.
Then: payment.</p>
<p>This is the way.</p>