Private Strategic Transferrance

[Yuri Maji]

Yuri chuckled at Carduul's observation of the Smuggler's Moon, he wasn't going to disagree with the statement though he couldn't help but think of the irony behind it. "Yeah, just stick close. If you think this is bad, you'll hate Coruscant." He remarked, sparing a glance at the man. "Got us a location. We'll get close, scout it and move in from there. Classic sting." He remarked, taking a step away from Carduul to activate his jetpack.

He hovered in the air for a moment to slide his helmet on. Once Carduul was set, he sped off to lead them toward the supposed meeting point. Obviously they wouldn't be spending a single credit to get the precious metal back, but it paid to be careful. Neither of them would want to get shot on a planet like this. The destination itself was relatively close by, they only had one other problem to deal with. :: Heads up, we're gonna be flyin' through the skylanes. Don't get smacked. :: Yuri warned over the comms, sparing a glance at Carduul. In a few moments they were surrounded by traffic flying back and forth.

Yuri slowed and touched down on a speeder truck to look around. His HUD was quick to update and indicated a nearby shortcut... with more traffic. It was the most efficient way to their destination... and it would likely annoy the hell out of Carduul. His smile was hidden by his visor as he set off again, guiding the man through the deceptively lethal traffic. A horn would blow every now and again as Yuri cut off a speeder or simply split lanes. For better or worse, his flying was just as good as his driving. He only slowed when they got close, aiming to touch down on a rooftop overlooking a neglected warehouse.

Upon first impressions it looked abandoned, though a few seconds of watching would quickly reveal the hive of activity in and around the place. Yuri knelt down in the shadow of a signal tower, his visor flickering with a brief crimson as he activated his macrobinoculars. "Here we are. Let's see what's cuttin'." He idly remarked, scanning the facility.

Carduul Akahl

 

[Carduul Akahl]

Nar Shaddaa
Tags: Yuri Maji​

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There had been a small shake of his head. “I had one day hoped to see Coruscant under a Mandalorian banner, so I suppose it is merely a matter of perspective. Perhaps I thought it could be better integrated with time.” He answered in reply, though he remained skeptical of the place. It was a sight, to be sure- but when one bore in mind everything that happened behind those neon-colored heights it made it difficult to see in a positive light.

“Mhm…smacked?” How in the world would that be possible? Too late, there was hardly an answer before their transportation began to zoom. There had been little audible protest from Carduul, but perhaps there had been a lean in his seat or a harsher grip upon door handles. Especially when he could have sworn the hound had been purposefully trying to dismount him. He was more accustomed to it on the back of a Basilisk or some-such, or in free-fall from a dropship. So, how in the world did this somehow feel more disorienting? It was a mystery, but as Maji dangerously dipped and dived through traffic,he somehow made it feel as such. Maybe it was the fact Carduul wasn’t the one driving.

Eventually, and thankfully, they had managed to go through the busy skylanes unharmed. One could even say it was a miracle. “...Not exactly one for avoid accidents, are you?” Was a gruff comment whilst he straightened himself from the slight frazzle the whole journey gave. Annoy the hell out of, indeed. Nonetheless, his attention fixated on the objective in front of them. “Who are these people, anyways? Two-bit smugglers?” He wasn’t expecting much. Though, perhaps he should bear more threat in mind- all sorts of figures no doubt would want to get their hands on such sacred metal.

 

[Yuri Maji]

A low chuckle rumbled from Yuri at Carduul's criticism, though the man wouldn't be able to see the mischievous glimmer in the Hound's eyes. "Hey, gotta keep life spicy." He teased, deciding to leave it at that. Their attention instead turned on the group of thugs below. "Among other things." Yuri commented.

His HUD zoomed on the various people mulling about and the handful of guys working security along the perimeter. "Used to deal with them years ago. Smugglers, muscle, you need something done, you call them. If they're not workin' for someone directly, they make their own business. Not exactly pillars of the community." He continued, zooming out to look at Carduul. "They got guys high and low keepin' an eye on the place. I'm countin' twenty excluding the guys doin' the deal." His attention returned to the warehouse.

He was quiet for a long moment, thinking of their approach. Sure, the number wasn't an issue for people like them, but Yuri was concerned of their visibility.

"Goin' in straight'll be a problem. We can... cut the power, wipe 'em out and make it look like a gang dispute." He suggested with another look at Carduul. "Or do you got a better idea for us?" He asked with a smirk behind his visor.

Carduul Akahl