Graasszt Vok
Character
Creds are king, thought Graasszt, as he straightened out a few lines of "Nar Shadda head popper," a locally made spice, with a blaster magazine. The Trandoshan had once worshipped the same brutal gods of the hunt like most all other lizards of his race. But, he found a new god. Credits. Despite whatever mumbo jumbo the Sith and Jedi went on about "the force," credits had more power than anything else in this galaxy. And seeing as Graasszt had not been making any in the slammer, he had to overcompensate for the loss of time.
If this job went well, it would do much more than overcompensate. Perhaps Graasszt might be satisfied with the creds he had after this job. The lizard plugged one of his nostrils and snorted up the three lines of spice, rearing his head up quickly and smacking himself in the head quickly with both hands. He let out a quick roar and slammed a fist onto the table. It was good stuff, indeed. Graasszt started to go over the plan in his head, when he heard a knock at the door of his Nar Shadda apartment.
They were here, the team he had assembled. And right on time too. Nothing fancy, but these guys were no push overs. Graasszt made sure of this through his underworld connections.
First there was [member="Jak Sandrow"]. Jak was some kind of "human" Jedi, or was, atleast. Whatever made him turn away from the Jedi didn't matter to Graasszt, as long as he wasn't a fed and he wasn't a crazy Sith, someone with force powers could be useful. Graasszt figured since his underworld connection hadn't pointed out any special skills for the job, he'd probably be keeping the crowd in check.
Next came [member="Jen"], a half human half Ryn slicer. Graasszt figured she was your typical dime-a-dozen punk-ish slicer type, but his recruiter contact was insistent on her being more than up to par.
Third was [member="Krueger"], some weird little aquatic hunter with an affinity for sticking to the shadows. Not very often you come across someone like him, he'd be more than useful for the job.
Then there was [member="Meira"], an explosives expert. Graasszt didn't think he'd need explosives, infact he didn't want them to be used at all, but he factored them into the plan regardless, as they were a good backup for if his plan didn't get the vault door open.
Lastly there was the Rodian bounty hunter [member="Zaazz Amako"]. Graasszt was sure of this last pick, a real Hutt-loving criminal like himself, he'd be a great addition to the group.
Graasszt got up from his chair, wiping away the excess spice from his snout as he snorted. He walked up to the front door and pressed a button, one hand behind his back as he gripped his blaster on his belt, and opened the door. He inspected them all and released the grip from his blaster, nodding into the apartment and letting them in. They were all let into a seedy, dank little apartment, not much a difference from the dark alley outside it seemed. Graasszt sat down at the head of a table at the center of the apartment and began to lay the plan out.
"Ssso. Everyone's here. Good. First thing's first, we don't go by our real names here, this is so if any of us gets caught none of you are snitching on me. And if any of you are planning to double cross me, I got your namesss, you don't got mine. You can call me Lizard, that'sss it. You can all think of whatever you want to go by, ain't no difference to me. Now. Here'sss the plan:"
Graasszt reached into his vest and pulled out a holopad, clicking on it and sliding it to the center of the table. It blinked and projected a 3D blueprint of a huge bank. "Thisss is the place. Grand First Bank of Coruscant. Level 1. Top of the city." Graasszt smirked as he let this sink in. "I already got this place cased out, ssso lemme tell you how it'sss going down. I got a connection on the inside who's been leaking me info in exchange for some of the cut. He tellssss me that the whole place usesss keying credentials on their bank-issued ID cards. This is what thisss whole plan revolves around." Graasszt swirled a single talon in the air a couple of times for emphasis.
"Plan'sss simple. First before we even try to break in--" He points to [member="Krueger"],"You're gonna take this.." He reaches under the table and pulls out an ID card reader that would normally be attached to a wall or a door. "And you're gonna replace it with the ID scanner on the side entrance door in the alleyway that this boss uses every day to get inside the bank. It acts just like a card reader, but it'sss got a network adapter." He then points to [member="Jen"],"You'll have accesssss to this reader, and it'll broadcast the keying credentials of the manager's ID to you. Then you imprint them onto these 6 cards." He places 6 blank cards onto the table. "We ussse these cardsss to get in and out quietly, gets us access to all doors."
"On the day of the heist, me, and everybody but the slicer and the Levichten go in real nice like, like we're making a deposit or something. The slicer's gonna hack into the system and she's gonna use her keying credential she got from the manager to allow her easy access to all the bank's security systems, doors, everything. Now, here's the thing. The main lobby's got four auto turrets in the roof, forget the cameras, they're our last priority. They're automated and don't need to be controlled, but they have an override in the form of the security consoles down in the basement near the vault."
"Thing is, if the guards notice something is up with their security systems they're gonna call it in. The Levichten, with his ID card, is gonna sneak into there unnoticed and take out the security room, once that's done, the slicer's gonna take over those autoturrets for us and knock out the cameras. Also, while the fish is in the security room, he cuts the hard wired comms link in the breaker in there, so that none of the panic buttons work."
"When all this is done, the Levichten and slicer give us the thumbs up and we turn on our jammers. This is gonna prevent any do-gooders from callin' the fedsss. But these things are strong and don't discriminate, we'll be out of communication from the outside. Won't matter, cause if all goes well we won't need to know what's going on outside. Slicer locks down all the doors to everyone but our cards, lowers the auto shades, and then we go hot. The green guy and the Rodian stay up topside to keep the civillians in check, and me and the cyborg look for the manager. The vault needs the eye and hand recognition as well as the ID card of the manager to open, so we gotta track him down and 'persuade' him to open the vault for us. If it doesn't open for whatever reason, we got some heavy duty drills, shaped charges, all kindsa stuff to blow it open. Thing is, the cops will hear explosives, and we'll lose our quiet way out. And if that happens, we'll steal an armored speeder from the bank garage and get creative."
"Anyway, ideally the vault opens, we take as many cred ingots as we can carry. We leave the jammers in the lobby and leave out the front door like nothing happened. Get in our speeders and meet up at a warehouse on sublevel 200. And that's that. Any questions?"
Graasszt looks around the table, surveying the group.
If this job went well, it would do much more than overcompensate. Perhaps Graasszt might be satisfied with the creds he had after this job. The lizard plugged one of his nostrils and snorted up the three lines of spice, rearing his head up quickly and smacking himself in the head quickly with both hands. He let out a quick roar and slammed a fist onto the table. It was good stuff, indeed. Graasszt started to go over the plan in his head, when he heard a knock at the door of his Nar Shadda apartment.
They were here, the team he had assembled. And right on time too. Nothing fancy, but these guys were no push overs. Graasszt made sure of this through his underworld connections.
First there was [member="Jak Sandrow"]. Jak was some kind of "human" Jedi, or was, atleast. Whatever made him turn away from the Jedi didn't matter to Graasszt, as long as he wasn't a fed and he wasn't a crazy Sith, someone with force powers could be useful. Graasszt figured since his underworld connection hadn't pointed out any special skills for the job, he'd probably be keeping the crowd in check.
Next came [member="Jen"], a half human half Ryn slicer. Graasszt figured she was your typical dime-a-dozen punk-ish slicer type, but his recruiter contact was insistent on her being more than up to par.
Third was [member="Krueger"], some weird little aquatic hunter with an affinity for sticking to the shadows. Not very often you come across someone like him, he'd be more than useful for the job.
Then there was [member="Meira"], an explosives expert. Graasszt didn't think he'd need explosives, infact he didn't want them to be used at all, but he factored them into the plan regardless, as they were a good backup for if his plan didn't get the vault door open.
Lastly there was the Rodian bounty hunter [member="Zaazz Amako"]. Graasszt was sure of this last pick, a real Hutt-loving criminal like himself, he'd be a great addition to the group.
Graasszt got up from his chair, wiping away the excess spice from his snout as he snorted. He walked up to the front door and pressed a button, one hand behind his back as he gripped his blaster on his belt, and opened the door. He inspected them all and released the grip from his blaster, nodding into the apartment and letting them in. They were all let into a seedy, dank little apartment, not much a difference from the dark alley outside it seemed. Graasszt sat down at the head of a table at the center of the apartment and began to lay the plan out.
"Ssso. Everyone's here. Good. First thing's first, we don't go by our real names here, this is so if any of us gets caught none of you are snitching on me. And if any of you are planning to double cross me, I got your namesss, you don't got mine. You can call me Lizard, that'sss it. You can all think of whatever you want to go by, ain't no difference to me. Now. Here'sss the plan:"
Graasszt reached into his vest and pulled out a holopad, clicking on it and sliding it to the center of the table. It blinked and projected a 3D blueprint of a huge bank. "Thisss is the place. Grand First Bank of Coruscant. Level 1. Top of the city." Graasszt smirked as he let this sink in. "I already got this place cased out, ssso lemme tell you how it'sss going down. I got a connection on the inside who's been leaking me info in exchange for some of the cut. He tellssss me that the whole place usesss keying credentials on their bank-issued ID cards. This is what thisss whole plan revolves around." Graasszt swirled a single talon in the air a couple of times for emphasis.
"Plan'sss simple. First before we even try to break in--" He points to [member="Krueger"],"You're gonna take this.." He reaches under the table and pulls out an ID card reader that would normally be attached to a wall or a door. "And you're gonna replace it with the ID scanner on the side entrance door in the alleyway that this boss uses every day to get inside the bank. It acts just like a card reader, but it'sss got a network adapter." He then points to [member="Jen"],"You'll have accesssss to this reader, and it'll broadcast the keying credentials of the manager's ID to you. Then you imprint them onto these 6 cards." He places 6 blank cards onto the table. "We ussse these cardsss to get in and out quietly, gets us access to all doors."
"On the day of the heist, me, and everybody but the slicer and the Levichten go in real nice like, like we're making a deposit or something. The slicer's gonna hack into the system and she's gonna use her keying credential she got from the manager to allow her easy access to all the bank's security systems, doors, everything. Now, here's the thing. The main lobby's got four auto turrets in the roof, forget the cameras, they're our last priority. They're automated and don't need to be controlled, but they have an override in the form of the security consoles down in the basement near the vault."
"Thing is, if the guards notice something is up with their security systems they're gonna call it in. The Levichten, with his ID card, is gonna sneak into there unnoticed and take out the security room, once that's done, the slicer's gonna take over those autoturrets for us and knock out the cameras. Also, while the fish is in the security room, he cuts the hard wired comms link in the breaker in there, so that none of the panic buttons work."
"When all this is done, the Levichten and slicer give us the thumbs up and we turn on our jammers. This is gonna prevent any do-gooders from callin' the fedsss. But these things are strong and don't discriminate, we'll be out of communication from the outside. Won't matter, cause if all goes well we won't need to know what's going on outside. Slicer locks down all the doors to everyone but our cards, lowers the auto shades, and then we go hot. The green guy and the Rodian stay up topside to keep the civillians in check, and me and the cyborg look for the manager. The vault needs the eye and hand recognition as well as the ID card of the manager to open, so we gotta track him down and 'persuade' him to open the vault for us. If it doesn't open for whatever reason, we got some heavy duty drills, shaped charges, all kindsa stuff to blow it open. Thing is, the cops will hear explosives, and we'll lose our quiet way out. And if that happens, we'll steal an armored speeder from the bank garage and get creative."
"Anyway, ideally the vault opens, we take as many cred ingots as we can carry. We leave the jammers in the lobby and leave out the front door like nothing happened. Get in our speeders and meet up at a warehouse on sublevel 200. And that's that. Any questions?"
Graasszt looks around the table, surveying the group.
