Hound from the Underground

Tags: Sophie Winters
Yuri's foot idly tapped to the beat of a song against the hull of his ship as he watched the crates being loaded into the hull. "You know they're gonna be scannin' the route, right? Ain't no way in hell this much Sillum ain't gonna sprout up some questions." He nearly laughed at his own terrible joke, but for now a smirk had to suffice. The man in charge of the job, a tall Besalisk, turned to look at the Shistavanen with a scowl. "And it's your job to make sure you get this stuff through. Or did I make a mistake takin' you on?' His deep voice rumbled, but Yuri merely shrugged his question off. "You know I'm good for it. Just sayin', this is gonna be a bumpy ride." He remarked as he lit a cigarette.
He had his own plans for the shipment, though. The boss didn't need to know about it, but he found a better buyer for this much medical herbs. He glanced around the derelict warehouse as he waited for them to finish up with the loading process. He wasn't the only transporter, he knew that much. The others were being loaded at another warehouse to keep things discrete. Perhaps he could intercept those, get a bigger payday...
His ears perked up as he turned to study the windows. Either it was his imagination, or he heard someone outside. An odd scent graced his nose as well, making him frown as he pushed off his freighter's hull. He hoped that it was just his imagination. Last thing he needed was another raid interfering with his cash.