Yuye Chugu
Character
Yuye waved to the security guard, a smile on his wide face. The guard waved back and stepped aside for the Sullustan to enter the factory. Immediately, his smile faded as he hefted the backpack upon his shoulders. He moved swiftly through the antechamber so he could get to the main control room, where the production manager oversaw all the smelting and manufacturing. The GA would fall, starting by breaking its citizens' unwavering trust of the government.
The Sullustan pulled an access card out of his pocket and swiped it into the production manager's office door. A red light flashed on the card slot. Yuye shrugged. It was worth a try anyway. He unzipped his backpack and pulled out a door-breaker charge. He placed it in the center of the durasteel door and went to take cover behind a stack of boxes. He fished in his pocket for an activator; and found two. Yuye sighed and pulled them both out, taking a good look at them. One was labeled 'door charge', and the other was labeled 'detonators'.
He grimaced and put the detonator one away. He hoped it wouldn't come down to using the bombs he'd placed all around the factory in the few months that he'd worked here. Yuye pressed the glowing red button and heard a small zapping noise as the charge seperated the door from its frame. Yuye rushed over to the entrance in a few strides and held the door, preventing it from falling to the ground with a thunderous crash. Inside, Karna, the production manager, stared at him, mouth agape. She kept glancing over to the yellow emergency button a few meters away from her on the control console. "Don't do it," Yuye said. He leveled a hold-out blaster at her.
Karna nodded and raised her hands in the air. "Why did you do this? I trusted you..."
The Sullustan scoffed as he started pushing buttons on a holotransmitter, blaster still aimed at the human's forehead. "You shouldn't have developed trust that quickly. I only came in four months ago."
Finally. Yuye stepped behind Karna and pressed his blaster up to her temple. He moved within view of the holotransmitter and said, "Citizens of the Galactic Alliance. I am Yuye Chugu. It would seem I am among the few people in Alliance space that is aware of the government's crimes against so-called aliens, such as Sullustans, Twi'leks, Duros. The list goes on and on. While humans rest aboard luxury ships and in houses with the best views of the skyline of Coruscant, aliens like me are cursed to live forever in the underworld. We deserve a better life...
"Listen closely, GA government. If you do not bring me ten million credits by the evening, which should give you four hours or so, this woman here will die, and a healthy portion of the Industrial District will be wiped off the face of this planet. Don't believe me? Go ahead and wait the four hours to find out if I was telling the truth or not."
Yuye pressed the end transmission button and waited. Of course, his threat about a "healthy sized portion" of the Industrial District exploding was false. Only this factory would go up in flames, but already, that would be a hundred or so lives lost. Certainly not a good look on the GA.
The Sullustan pulled an access card out of his pocket and swiped it into the production manager's office door. A red light flashed on the card slot. Yuye shrugged. It was worth a try anyway. He unzipped his backpack and pulled out a door-breaker charge. He placed it in the center of the durasteel door and went to take cover behind a stack of boxes. He fished in his pocket for an activator; and found two. Yuye sighed and pulled them both out, taking a good look at them. One was labeled 'door charge', and the other was labeled 'detonators'.
He grimaced and put the detonator one away. He hoped it wouldn't come down to using the bombs he'd placed all around the factory in the few months that he'd worked here. Yuye pressed the glowing red button and heard a small zapping noise as the charge seperated the door from its frame. Yuye rushed over to the entrance in a few strides and held the door, preventing it from falling to the ground with a thunderous crash. Inside, Karna, the production manager, stared at him, mouth agape. She kept glancing over to the yellow emergency button a few meters away from her on the control console. "Don't do it," Yuye said. He leveled a hold-out blaster at her.
Karna nodded and raised her hands in the air. "Why did you do this? I trusted you..."
The Sullustan scoffed as he started pushing buttons on a holotransmitter, blaster still aimed at the human's forehead. "You shouldn't have developed trust that quickly. I only came in four months ago."
Finally. Yuye stepped behind Karna and pressed his blaster up to her temple. He moved within view of the holotransmitter and said, "Citizens of the Galactic Alliance. I am Yuye Chugu. It would seem I am among the few people in Alliance space that is aware of the government's crimes against so-called aliens, such as Sullustans, Twi'leks, Duros. The list goes on and on. While humans rest aboard luxury ships and in houses with the best views of the skyline of Coruscant, aliens like me are cursed to live forever in the underworld. We deserve a better life...
"Listen closely, GA government. If you do not bring me ten million credits by the evening, which should give you four hours or so, this woman here will die, and a healthy portion of the Industrial District will be wiped off the face of this planet. Don't believe me? Go ahead and wait the four hours to find out if I was telling the truth or not."
Yuye pressed the end transmission button and waited. Of course, his threat about a "healthy sized portion" of the Industrial District exploding was false. Only this factory would go up in flames, but already, that would be a hundred or so lives lost. Certainly not a good look on the GA.