Private Just Train Robbery

[Aris Noble]

Denon was a pretty terrible world for Aris, all things considered. It was as if the world itself needed constant visual and auditory stimuli, with screens and music and sounds of all kinds constantly playing. Zaiya Ceti 's equipment had never felt more needed than as he walked down just a side street on Denon. He counted at least fifty screens from one block to the next, all blaring different advertisements in various degrees of barely socially acceptable to something that would never be seen on Niv Hani.

This was not a world he liked.

Money, though, was easier here than many other worlds. With the not so subtle corruption of the Corpos that lead the planet, there was a lot of dirty money to be found. Money that was good to spend, but untraceable. Perfect for a rebellion. He glanced to the pair with him, the red eyes of his mask shimmering in the rain that was falling. "We should be meeting them here, so keep an eye out. Once we know the destination, it's all scouting it out and figuring when would be the best hit. Either of you met this Noodle's yet?"

Acier Moonbound | Vera Noble | Noodles

 

[Acier Moonbound]

Location: Denon

Equipment:
Training Jumpsuit | Lightsaber | Modified DL-27 | Tic

Ace's boots splashed through a thin sheet of rainwater as he rounded into the alley. Denon hadn't changed since the last time he'd come creeping through its arteries with Verse ( Ines Pen-Ar-Lan ).​

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His gaze tracked up one of the massive spires stabbing into the clouds, and for a moment he remembered diving blind off of one just like it. Wind screaming in his ears, stolen intel in hand, and Verse positioning the ship below him.. He shook it off, remaining in step along the two towering figures - Aris and Vera.​

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Tic chirped from his shoulder, head flicking from holo-billboard to holo-billboard like he was trying to count them all. The little droid let out a warble of disgust that mirrored Ace's own thoughts. "Yeah, I know. Place'll fry your brains."​

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A thought tugged a crooked smile out of him. Truth was, jobs like this were his idea of a good time. Some people called it reckless, but to Ace, this was how you spent time with friends. Not in bars or safehouses, but out here where the blood pumped hot and you came away with stories worth telling.​

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At the mention of their contact, he snorted. "Noodles? Yeah, I've met her. She's... a character. But she means well." Tic gave an approving beep, as if to second that opinion.​

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Ace let his gaze flick to the alley mouth, instincts prickling as he shifted his weight to the balls of his feet. "If she's coming, she'll find us."​

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Aris Noble | Noodles | Vera Noble​

 

[Vera Noble]

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Tag: Aris Noble Acier Moonbound Noodles

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Vera tugged her hood a little lower against the drizzle, her multi-colored eyes flicking across the endless glow of screens that fought for her attention. She wrinkled her nose, turning in a slow circle before letting out a low groan. "This place stinks. Who actually wants to live in a dumpster like this?"

Her gaze settled back on Aris, and she shook her head with a look that said she couldn't believe he had dragged her into Denon of all places.

When he brought up their contact, her lips curved into a grin. "I haven't met this Noodles yet, but someone with a name like that? Sounds like fun to me." She then rolled her shoulders and glanced back toward the street. She had no idea what to look out for, but she was curious to meet this stranger.

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