Groushh
Criminal Ubese
Location:
VAXAN STATION, an Independent trade station in the outer Rim. It's a mid-sized ring station built into the shell of a hollowed asteroid.
We are specificly in docking Station C - Transfer Concourse.
The Asset:
Criminal Data Analyst and freelance Slicer Ilen Varo.
Ilen Varo possesses memorized access architecture to a distributed criminal finance network operating across the sector. This important data is not stored anywhere, which makes this individual very important. Due to this importance contracts have been established. Ilen has contacted the authorities to help him escape in return for safe passage and a fair trial. Therefore a transfer is sheduled. He is being moved out for questioning.
On the other hand contracts have been established by criminal organisations, to capture Ilen and bring him back. This data is critical and could mean harm to some organisations.
Rp information:
Anyone can join in in this thread, feel free!
2 Missions are available:
Either you're a good guy and you help protect and get the Slicer out of here(Every good guy can join. Jedi, freelancer etc) or you're the opposition, present to capture the target and bring them back either to the contract givers or personal gain(sane rule, everyone can join. Sith, bounty hunter, criminal scum etc).
VAXAN STATION, an Independent trade station in the outer Rim. It's a mid-sized ring station built into the shell of a hollowed asteroid.
We are specificly in docking Station C - Transfer Concourse.
The Asset:
Criminal Data Analyst and freelance Slicer Ilen Varo.
Ilen Varo possesses memorized access architecture to a distributed criminal finance network operating across the sector. This important data is not stored anywhere, which makes this individual very important. Due to this importance contracts have been established. Ilen has contacted the authorities to help him escape in return for safe passage and a fair trial. Therefore a transfer is sheduled. He is being moved out for questioning.
On the other hand contracts have been established by criminal organisations, to capture Ilen and bring him back. This data is critical and could mean harm to some organisations.
Rp information:
Anyone can join in in this thread, feel free!
2 Missions are available:
Either you're a good guy and you help protect and get the Slicer out of here(Every good guy can join. Jedi, freelancer etc) or you're the opposition, present to capture the target and bring them back either to the contract givers or personal gain(sane rule, everyone can join. Sith, bounty hunter, criminal scum etc).
Docking Ring C never quite settles.
Cargo lifters hum at irregular intervals, repulsors whining as they strain against uneven mass. A line of outdated security droids stands along the concourse wall, motionless but alert in the way old machines pretend to be.
At the center of the concourse, a small group has formed — officials, guards, and one individual kept just far enough back to feel exposed without being free.
Ilen Varo keeps their hands visible. Their eyes move constantly.
Around them, traffic continues. Travelers pass. Some slow. Some don't. Everyone senses the tension, even if they don't understand it.
Near the edge of the concourse, partially swallowed by shadow and flickering light, a hooded figure stands still. The fabric of the poncho absorbs the light around it, its silhouette subtly distorted at the crown in a way that doesn't quite read as human.
He does not watch the transfer.
He watches the doors.
The good have come hoping to prevent something irreversible.
The bad have come knowing this is their last chance.
The Ubese is already here.
And the station has begun to hesitate.
Groushh crossed his arms to hide his vambrace and the information being shown on it. Still some time before transfer.
Time to prepare. Not hesitating for long he liftet himself from the wall at the same time as the doors next to him opened and a worker of the station walked out. Groushh wasted no time and immediately pushed a slicing key onto the door and after a few seconds the door stayed open. The console installed next to the door, handling the door itself crackled like it was overheating.
Groushh quickly passed trough. He memorized the walking paths to get to his target well so he would not loose anymore time. And it did not take a lot of time before Groushh was confronted by the next door. Another quick slice trough the console and the door opened itself, revealing the control room, which was surprisingly scarcely visited. Only 2 individuals present.
"Oh hey Jarek, I thought your lunch break was longer this tim-" One of the workers said casually but yet he could not finish his sentence when he turned around and faced his ending. One shot was all it takes and his liveless body fell to the ground, followed by another shot that quickly ended his partner.
Groushh quickly stored his DL-18 blaster again and sliced the door so it would close and not open again.
He took a quick look around the center console to figure out the model of it and how to gain access. He started taping on some buttons and took out a little connector which was installed on his vambrace. That connector he plugged in and continued tapping until...Ping! Success. He was in the system.
Having full access to the control room, Groushh stayed in the room but established a remote control via his vambrace. He tapped a few times and suddendly the lights flickered in Station C and after the flicking the lights suddendyl dimmed around the whole station. Shadows emerged out of lack of light and from one moment to another the atmosphere of Station C changed completely. What was once highly lighted and revealed workers and all kinds of beings was now dimmed and created shadowly and shady figures in every corner.
At Station C one of the rookie guards looked around seemingly confused but also with a sign of concern. "This is not good" he said to himself slowly gripping his blaster.