Smuggling into Marzoon for the Underground (pm before joining)

[Airal Thamne]

Airal smirked as she loaded the guns aboard her ship, This was going to be easy. After all she wasn't really aware of anyone after her and last she knew, her license to transport arms with the suns was still valid. Still she had to watch out for any annoying factions who might dislike the arming of neutral worlds. She wasn’t sure anyone would care except the fringe and thankfully she didn’t have to enter fring e space. Though she was so close they might have patrols past their official borders.

The guns were loaded without much fuss and she closed the cargo bay and smiled. It was going to be a good trip. The Underground wanted guns, she had guns. The Black Dragonfly Association was after all the largest and only still operating Weapons dealers in the Black Suns, and now she was working with the Imperials too. Providing their troopers with guns that were against regulation and managing their more illicit operations.

Airal sat back and helped as the ship took off from her personal landing pad. Hopefully they could leave without too much hassle. It would be fine now, the Suns had connections, it was farther out that she was worried about. Though no one should have reason to scan or intercept her. So that shouldn’t be a problem. But there was always exceptions.

 

[Atrace]

Atrace was busy repairing his ship, His vessel was badly damaged after the messy altercation his had with the fringe military. He left his ship, he figured that his ship wouldn't be space worthy for another few days. He had been stranded on this planet for nearly a week. The client he had been working with had yet to reach Atrace with his payment, this angered him, noboduy likes an angry sith.

Atrace couldn't help but notice cargo being loaded onto a ship in the distance. He was curious, it had been awhile since he hijacked someone's vessel. He moved with great haste towards the ship. The plan was simple really seize the ship, fly into sith space, sell the pilot into slavery, you know the usual.

Atrace made it behind the guards loading the ship he knew he could use the force to manipulate them and sneak aboard with the cargo that's exactly what he would do. He walked past the guards whom paid no attention to him as they continued to load the ship sith what he could only assume was stolen cargo.

[member="Airal Thamne"]

 

[Airal Thamne]

The writer rolled their eyes at the idea that someone would consider Airal an easy target. Also considering there were 40 members of crew on this ship, he would have his work cut out for him. It was not stolon and every single crate had a Black Dragonfly and a Black Suns logo on them. It was after all clearly an organized run. Her ship had left and was now flying towards their destination. Making it's way towards the planet where they needed her arms. She had even threw in some communications equipment that she had scrounged up. That was going to cost them more but then again her Turhaya Freighter was equipped with a HIMS and Crew Automation. Then was customized to get as much cargo space as possible cutting down the number of passengers to the number crew almost. She hoped this run with a group as mysterious as the underground was worth it.

The fact was that she was armed to the T like always. She liked guns too much to not have them on her. Plus it showed you meant business to both your own crew and those who saw you. She went to the small little cafeteria and began to chow into a rather large peice of meat. There wasn't much else in the universe she liked more than meat and guns. After all what else would one spend their credits on?
[member="Darth Atrace"]

 

[Atrace]

He knew what he was up against when he boarded the vessel. The black suns meant business, so did Atrace, he had one hand on his lightsaber the others on his. Bloodstripe Hand Cannon loaded with concussion charges. He began to work his way towards the helm of the vessel, a ship loaded with this much high value cargo would be guarded.

Being silent was something he was good at, he was also good at spotting traps. To be a good smuggler you have to know how to sneak and Atrace knew that all too well. He felt that there was someone or something powerful on this vessel something that could very well be a problem for him. He didn't like problems.

He arrived at the cafeteria without much problem. It seemed the source of the disturbance coming from there. He turned the corner and fired two concussion charges into the cafeteria. He followed soon after with his lightsaber drawn. "May I ask how you came across this cargo?"

 

[Airal Thamne]

Airal rolled away and just barley survived the two blasts towards her. She drew her own pistol and aimed at him now standing face to face with a sith by the looks of it. "I bought it... You do notice the Dragonfly on it..." She said staring down the man. She bared her fangs at him, her sharp "Now what the hell are you doing on my ship?" She said as two men flanked the man. "It is of little concern of who's cargo it is when your on a Black Sun ship by stowing away." She really didn't understand the nerve of a sith asking who's cargo it was when he was stowing away on someone else's ship.

The fact was she was just trying to deliver some weapons, it was hardly smuggling even. Though she supposed many didn't want the underground provided with weapons. All she had to do was avoid them. But then this wise guy had to board her ship and he had the nerve to fire upon her. "Now drop the weapons and maybe I won't space you."

[member="Darth Atrace"]