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Private Taking out the Supplier

Objective: Arrive at the warehouse.

Zinayn, Gray Jedi, entered the Bantha's Tail (a cantina in the storage district of Ord Mantell). He was waiting for Jessie 'Kaiser' Corvus Jessie 'Kaiser' Corvus , and the possiible assistance of Sahan Dragr Sahan Dragr . He headed to the bar table and ordered a water. He wasn't much of a drinker. The evening light shone in through the cantina's only window, and Zinayn hoped his allies would show up before the sun rose the next day. The job had to be carried out at night for maximum stealth capabilities. Not that it would matter much if the warehouse's guards were equipped with night-vision. But even with night-vision, the guards probably wouldn't be as effective as they would be at daytime.

Zinayn sat down on a barstool and lookeed out the window. The Bantha's Tail was built atop a small hill (few of which were left on Ord Mantell thanks to all the terraforming. They needed to have as much building space as possible, and flat land was just that). He set his gaze on one of the warehouses a few kilometers away. That was the warehouse where the Collector kept the weapons and vehicles that he provided the Dusate Pirates. Zinayn smiled. The stuff in that warehouse ought to sell for a decent price. And then he would finally be able to purchase a luxury house somewhere on a vacation world far away from urban centers...

The Chiss sighed and took a drink of his water. Tasted like pipes. He needed to focus on the present. Zinayn turned to face the entrance and waited for his allies to enter.

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Jessie was already inside the bar. He was having a good time playing cards, and gambling a bit before the jedi walked in to take a seat. He wanted to finish the card game he was playing. He did not have a good hand with the cards, but the whisky almost made up for his troubles. He did turn a small profit of a few credits.

"Alright I'm out" He tossed his cards face down, as was the custom and stepped up from the table, taking his credits that were on the table. and placing them in his pocket, for later organization. He finished his drink and placed the glass on the bar as he mad his way to the Chiss male.

"I suppose your looking for me, partner?" He asked, knowing full well that this was the one that would help him on his secondary job. He would sit on the stool, keeping his foot on some of the edges on the table. His primary pistols were fully in view. His black hat would almost gleam in the neon light.


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Sahan Dragr Sahan Dragr
 
Zinayn turned. “Ah, there you are! I suppose I didn’t sense you.”

Jessie 'Kaiser' Corvus Jessie 'Kaiser' Corvus sat before him, boots propped up on the bar table, his hat gleaming in the green neon lights of the cantina.

“I think I’m about ready to go. Sahan Dragr Sahan Dragr might show up later. But if we finish the mission before he gets here, he doesn’t get any of the spoils so… I think we should go now.”

Zinayn finished up his water and tipped the bartender twenty credits. He adjusted his hood and swept his robes over his sides so his lightsabers were covered. He stepped out into the evening light. As he walked through the streets, he carefully observed the dozens of cargo trucks and their payloads. Several of them had their bays covered with a tarp. Perhaps there were weapons under there, being transported to the Collector's warehouse. They would soon find out.

Zinayn crossed the street, Jessie beside him. They took a right turn, and were facing the warehouse. There were no guards out, but that was just the outside of the large building. There would likely be traps and guards inside. Now, what would be their plan? He could try to cut a hole in the main loading door, but that would attract too much attention, as the door was facing the busy street. Looks like they'd have to search for a back entrance...or make their own.

Zinayn crept up to the side of the warehouse and started looking.
 
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The warehouse sat on the poor side of town, hidden amongst the poverty shacks. On the outside, the building looked abandoned. No one would even think of it as anything more than some run-down building that was left to rot in the city streets. Only upon closer inspection - and if they knew what they were looking for - would someone realize the security used to keep the windows, doors, and gates locked up tight. A branch brushing against the outer fence sparked lightly from the electric fence, razor wire lining the top of the walls and gate entrances. Small details that to most wouldn't seem like much but both instances of someone trying to keep the riff-raff out of the property.

On the inside, however, the building housed several hundred de-activated battle droids, waiting for a proximity alarm to activate their main directive. The windows and doors have a small glowing red light in the corner, just barely visible, only truly noticed if someone was looking for possible defenses. other than these small details the facility looked as intended, abandoned and worn down, hardly worth the effort of breakinginto.
 
Zinayn crept around the side, in between the warehouse and a shabby looking house. It was a tight walkway. It was so narrow that Zinayn and Jessie 'Kaiser' Corvus Jessie 'Kaiser' Corvus couldn't stand side by side without getting squished against the warehouse's fence. The Chiss kept himself on the lookout for traps and whatnot with his slightly infrared eyesight. Nothing.

The wind blew through the narrow passageway, and a tree branch made contact with the fence... ZAP!!!

Zinayn stumbled back, against the wall of the poor excuse for a home behind him. He almost tried to climb over that. So, an electric fence surrounding a warehouse in the slums. If someone wanted to project an image of a rundown warehouse in a poor neighborhood, they either should have removed the electric fence, or at least cut out that tree.

The Gray Jedi made an attempt to jump over the fence, the Force powering his muscles...

Laphisto Laphisto

OOC: Rolled and averaged to 15 with modifier
 
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