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Mugaari City
Javin

The desert horizon seemed to stretched on forever until a mass of permacrete and glasteel broke it. Mugaari City lied on the far side of the highway. Sand blew across the road from the desert sea around the city. Kebos looked down the road from the seat of his landspeeder. The engine was humming gently as it hovered in place. He stared down Mugaari City - his next conquest. From there, his criminal empire would be born. Mugaari City was the perfect staging ground for the Kebos Syndicate. It's barely tapped criminal resources and it's relation to the nearby Corellian Trade Spine made it prime realty.

But first, Kebos needed an in.

He looked at the clock on his dashboard before letting out a deep exhale of smoke from the rashallo cigarra. His engine roared to life as he pressed down on the pedal. Kebos moved the gearshift forward and the landspeeder took off down the highway. There was a contact in the city he was going to meet. Someone who knew the streets and the moves Kebos needed to make to get started in Mugaari City. It was his first time in the city but his contact provided a map of the city. He uploaded it to his landspeeder before today. It took him right to where they were going to meet: SyntheCure Stadium. It was quiet around the stadium during this time of year. The Shockball season ended a few weeks ago. The bright lights and holograms buzzed along the skyscrapers and megabuildings throughout the city and shined off his Gunray-Bans. He pulled into the underground garage. Probably not the best place for meeting an unknown contact. Perfect for an ambush. However, if that were the case, there were several gunships packed with Syndicate gunmen just outside the city ready to fly to the stadium at a moment's notice.

He pulled into the marked parking space. A yellow X tagged on the wall was the signal. As he pulled in, the landspeeder's engine turned off as it slowly descended to the ground. He waited there with only the dim underground parking garage light to keep him company down there. That and his autopistols in the center console.


 



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Outfit: Smuggler Outfit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Blasters

The sound of her boots echoed before she came into view. The underground garage was silent but for the hum of distant lights and the faint grind of a ventilation system in need of a tune-up. Then — heels on duracrete. Valery stepped into the pale circle of light, her silhouette cutting sharp lines against the concrete gloom. Her smuggler's gear hugged close — brown leather trousers strapped tight to her frame, a cream shirt half-laced at the chest beneath her harness. Dust clung to her gloves and the tops of her boots, but she carried herself like she owned every step she took.

A low-slung blaster rested on her hip. Her stance said she knew how to use it.

She clocked the speeder immediately. Parked clean in front of the tagged wall. Yellow X. Just as promised. Her amber eyes flicked across the windshield, past the glass and shadow, until they landed on him.

The man behind the wheel. Instead, she crossed the remaining distance, boots slow and sure, before stopping just outside arm's reach of the driver's side. Then she leaned in slightly, one gloved hand resting on her hip, the other adjusting the belt that rode low across her waist.

"You my contact?" Her voice was low, smooth, and carried just enough roughness to make it clear she'd seen the underbelly of more than one city, "I was told you're looking to make some moves." A pause. Her head tilted. A beat passed — long enough for the tension to thicken, before she finally let a smile ghost across her lips.

"Name's Lyn." A lie, but one worn well. "I can help you burn your flag into the concrete."






Kebos Kebos



 

Kebos looked to his left as a woman approached his speeder from the shadows of the garage. She moved with a devilish flair. She was dangerous. Kebos would have to be wary. As she leaned in, he flashed a grin. He didn't expect to be so pleasantly surprised. Don't find too many perfect 10s in his line of work. Not without a ring on their finger or collar on their neck.

"What up, Lyn? That short for something?" he asked. He wasn't told who he'd been meeting. Just the location and time. "Name's Kebos, but I would assume you knew that. Beautiful city you've got here, Lyn. I can get used to a place like this." The drive to the stadium was brief, but scenic. He even saw the mighty Figg Tower on the way. It was a a marvel to behold. Over 100 floors of pure unchecked capitalism. A pretty centerpiece of Mugaari City, as well.

"So, gonna get in or stand there and look good? I prefer to chat on the road." The engine of his airspeeder roared to life once more as he flicked a switch on the dashboard. "Now, when do I get to make this city mine?"

 



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Outfit: Smuggler Outfit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Blasters

"Just Lyn," she replied with a smirk, straightening up and rounding the speeder's hood without missing a beat. Her boots echoed once more against the duracrete before she swung the door open and slid inside, the seat groaning softly beneath her weight. She didn't glance at him right away. Just took a moment to settle in, one arm draped casually over the door, the other resting on her thigh. Her eyes tracked the flicker of city lights bleeding through the windshield as the speeder purred beneath them.

Then, finally, she turned her head.

"And whether this city ends up yours?" she said, voice low and smooth, that smile still playing on her lips, "Well, that entirely depends on you, Kebos." She leaned in just slightly, the cabin air suddenly a shade warmer.

"Depends on what you've got going for you. What you're willing to risk. Who you're willing to cross." A beat. "This city's not kind to men who think they can take it without bleeding a little first."

Then she shifted back into the seat, boots braced and ready.

"So..." Her gaze flicked sideways again, sharp now. "Show me what kind of man you are."






Kebos Kebos



 

Kebos shifted the gear and the speeder rose off the ground smoothly. He turned on the wheel and hit the accelerate, driving the car out of the garage and into the city. "Alright, just Lyn. Let's go see my new city."

The sun was beginning to lower itself behind the horizon. The city lights were shining like a multicolored sea of neon. Traffic was light tonight. He kept the speeder at a cruising speed. He wanted to take in the sights of the big city while they talked. "Honestly, city like this needs a man like me. Someone with vision. Someone with drive." he said. "Someone with the balls to make this city theirs." He drove though Mugaari Plaza, breathing in the fine city air. Down a side street, a landspeeder had crashed into another. The drivers were in each others faces, yelling and barking at one another.

"City life. Nothing like it. You from around here, Lyn? Or you from offworld?" he asked.

 



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Outfit: Smuggler Outfit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Blasters

Valery — or rather, Lyn — let the rumble of the speeder settle into her bones as the city passed them by in pulses of neon and shadow. She didn’t interrupt when Kebos talked. Just listened, letting him fill the silence with ambition and swagger.

His voice cut through all the city nouse — smooth, confident, laced with that signature drive men in his line of work either perfected or died faking. When he asked about her, she smiled again, slow and knowing.

"I'm not from anywhere like this," she said, voice quieter now. “Not a city girl. I grew up where the stars were the only streetlights and the loudest thing at night was a wind howling through canyon walls.”

She leaned back in the seat, letting one leg cross over the other as her eyes flicked back toward him.

"Places like this? Always felt... hungry to me. Like they're waiting for someone to choke on their ambition."

A beat passed, the hum of the engine the only sound between them for a moment.

“But you say you’ve got vision, Kebos.” Her tone dipped slightly, curious now. Probing. “So tell me — does your vision come with a crew? Contacts? Or are you the lone wolf type? All bite and no leash.”

She smirked again, a spark dancing in her amber eyes.



Kebos Kebos



 

The whine of police sirens bounced off the buildings and eventually reached Kebos' ears. His first time seeing the MCPD in action. He'd have to find some way to deal with them in order for his empire to survive. Thoughts for another time. For now, he watched the road, occasionally sneaking glances over at Lyn. She was a beauty.

"I've got a crew. Some resources to get my foot in the door here. No point in going it alone. That's why I got you here. Me and you gonna turn this city right. Soon, we'll have the whole planet." he replied. His ambitions clearly extended past the city line of Mugaari City. Kebos turned the speeder down an dark alley until they reached a wall.

"Wanna see what we've got so far?" he asked with a grin.

Before she could even respond, the wall split in the middle and slowly parted, revealing a space just big enough for his landspeeder. Once the path was clear, he drove his speeder fully inside. The door closed behind them, groaning as it cut off the faint light from the city, leaving the two in total darkness besides the lights from the speeder. Then, flood lights near the top of the walls around the room flickered on. One could tell that they were in an elevator shaft by the looks of it. After the doors shut, the platform they were on started descending. The groan of machine and metal filled the space as they slowly being lowered. He turned the landspeeder off, causing it to land gently on the platform. The secret would eventually reveal itself as an underground space came into sight once the platform reached the bottom of the shaft. A massive underground area surrounded them now. Some debris lied scattered around. Several tunnels are strewn about on each wall, like this was some sort of crossroad.

"Did you know Mugaari City used to have an underground tram system?" he asked as he stepped out of his landspeeder. The sound of his door closing shook the still air. "It was abandoned after the Gulag Plague in favor of the magrail system they use up top now. This used to be where they loaded the shipping containers on trains. You seeing the vision?"

 



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Outfit: Smuggler Outfit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Blasters

Lyn’s eyes tracked the faint outlines of the old shaft as it descended, the groan of the machinery echoing in her chest like a heartbeat slowed by time. The air down here smelled of rust and old ambition, like someone else had dreamed big before everything went to hell. She breathed it in like perfume.

When Kebos stepped out, talking about tram systems and plague ghosts, she didn’t follow immediately. She took her time — watched him, listened, weighed his words the way she might weigh a weapon before deciding if it was worth using.

Then she smirked, pushed the speeder door open with a boot, and swung her legs out in one smooth, practiced motion. When she stood, her silhouette cut clean through the stale light, leather creaking faintly as she moved.

“I want to see what you’ve got,” she said, her tone low, smoky, but no less edged than before. Her hands slid casually to her hips, thumbs hooking against her belt as she turned a slow circle, taking in the sprawling tunnels, the old industrial bones of the place.

The grin she offered next was all teeth — curious, not yet impressed, but close.

“You’ve got something down here, I’ll give you that.” She looked back at him, eyes narrowing slightly. “It’s got potential. Hidden roots. Room to grow.” Her voice dipped slightly as she stepped closer, boots crunching on loose gravel.

“But vision’s only as good as what’s behind it,” she added, now just a few paces away. “So let’s see it, Kebos. Show me the rest. Let me see the kind of empire you’re trying to build down here — and what it’s going to take to make it real.”

A beat. A raised brow.

Then we’ll talk about what kind of part I’m playing in it.”




Kebos Kebos


 

He pulled another cigarrra from inside his jacket and set it between his lips before lighting it. He'd take a deep pull and exhaled the smoke before looking at Lyn. In reality, things had barely gone into motion. The heist on the Aurora Industries convoy was still too recent to use the goods from that job. And too many from the Syndicate moving in at once would be too obvious. This was all he had to show. For now.

"More soon to come. Real soon." He took another quick puff before holding it out to her. An offering. "I will show you better than I can tell. For now, I can take you to my hideout. All good kingpins started out of good hideout." he said as he walked back to his speeder, awaiting her to join him.

 



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Outfit: Smuggler Outfit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Blasters

Lyn watched the smoke curl from his lips, the glow of the cigarra briefly catching in the dark before being swallowed by the tunnel's gloom again. She didn't take it when he offered — just gave a lazy shake of her head and a smirk that said she didn't need smoke to keep her edge sharp.

But something in her stance shifted — just enough to signal agreement. She rolled her shoulders back, the leather of her jacket creaking faintly, then took a few slow steps toward his speeder.

"Just give me something real to sink my teeth into." Her hand brushed along the frame of the vehicle as she circled around to the passenger side. "Let's see this hideout of yours, then."

Then she slipped into the seat, legs crossed casually, one arm draped along the edge of the door.

"Lead the way, kingpin."



Kebos Kebos


 

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