The Hospital Job (Alderaan)

[RC 212]

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Location: Alderaan Central Hospital
Job: Steal Six Bins of Medical Supplies
Specifics: Blood paks, and Bacta are Highest Value
Deliver To: Mirial
Special Instructions: No Civilian Casualties

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Drake was posted up inside the trash barge as it skimmed over the streets of Alderaan. Danni clad in her usual black and red was right with him, crushed tight up against some putrid bags, leaking void knows what on her leg.

Drake grinned and readjusted his scarf to block out the smell as he shifted underneath the bags, to get a better position. He unclipped a Grappling gun, and glanced at Danni, to check she hadn't lost her lunch, nor her focus. A couple folks had been tapped for this job, but he got there first.

Steal some med stuff, get out, drop it off to Mirial. After the Wall of Light incident med supplies went for a fortune down there. So here they were, about to grapple up a garbage chute, when the barge mad its next stop.

"Good down there darlin'?"

Dannin grunted.

Drake shook his head and aimed the grappling hook upwards. On his back was two set of doctors scrubs. They just needed an ID, Cart, Supplies and to make the next garbage rotation. Same ingress, same egress. Perfect plan. Or so he thought.

"Stop is coming up, look lively."

"I swear if we get out of here in one piece Drake, I'm lathering you in Bantha crap so you can feel my pain."

Drake chuckled and tightened his grip, squinting to aim for the point where the door would open. Danni grasped his belt and hung on, ready to go.

 

[Theo Vereen]

Location: Alderaan Medical Facility

During a training exercise Theo had taken several pops to the ribs the final blow landed just hard enough to crack two of his ribs. His instructor was insistent that he go to the hospital. The last thing anyone wanted was to feel the wrath of his mother because he got hurt and refused. He shook his head with his arms over his head while they wrapped him up.

Hoping to keep some peace he reached out for his Grandfather [member="Garith Darkhold"] hoping the elder would be able to keep his mother from hitting the total freak out button because he got hurt.

He sat there muttering to himself. He couldn't help but smile at the nurse she was pretty, blonde haired, brown eyes with long lashes and full pouty lips. So perhaps this wasn't so bad.

 

[Avin Starfire]

Location: Alderaan Central hospital​

C-Ward ​

Objective: Leave the hospital unnoticed ​

His eyes opened. The blood that had permeated his left shoulder had been cleared away and the wound by the looks of things stitched to the best that they could afford. Avin grunted and pressed his hand deep into the wound letting out a grimace to accompany his sudden grunt of pain. He focused his mind and felt the pain start to ease. As the hand fell away the flesh had sealed itself and the wound seemed unlikely to infect or further impede usage but for the obvious aches and pains that come with having a thermal detonator throw you through a wall.

Avin swung his legs ninety degrees and off the hard leather mattress that he had been dumped on no doubt left to bleed out for all the doctors could care. His head still pounded, though his senses were slowly coming back to him. Running his hands over his face he tried to recollect his surroundings. It seemed this was definitely a quieter ward, he could see another maybe six or seven men and women scattered throughout the open space separated only by curtains and the odd piece of machinery or medical droid. Avin let his eyes carry on to find his long flowing coat and torso plated under armour stacked neatly on a chair beside his resting place.

Avin's legs wobbled to start as the descent from bed to the floor was made, yet it wasn't longer than 30 seconds or so before he was able to rifle through his possessions and fix his belt and armour back into place.

"Um sir it might be best if you lay back down for a while you took a rather nasty wound and we should get you onto the bacta ward as soon as.."

Avin interrupted the intruding nurse with a wave of his hand and the slurry of speech to follow. "I am fine and you will let me on my way"

The once startled young nurse seemed to move off without further questioning merely smiling and nodding to Avin as his body triggered the motion sensor that preceded a whirring of motors before a swishing sound could be heard leaving the coat clad Avin Starfire to step through an open door into the gleaming white corridors of the hospital.

[member="Theo Vereen"]
[member="Drake Jast"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Theo Vereen"] [member="Avin Starfire"]

Medical Facility, Lower floor

The chute opened up with the grinding of servos. Drake was quick on the trigger launching the grappling line. It sunk deep into a bulkhead, which gave him just enough time to hit the winch. Trash scattered everywhere, causing Danni to scream anew. Liquids of putrid brown and yellow spattered like a Jackson Pollock painting, and they whistled up the chute, away from the garbage.

He caught the lip of the drop off bin and hauled them over, to face a very startled nurse.

"Sorry bout this."

He kicked her foot out from under her, and as she fell, drew an old Merr-son set to stun.

FWAP!

Her muscles relaxed, and a deep sleep came over her.

"That was close."

Danni got to her feet, inspecting the reeking damage done to her outfit.

"This is so dumb."

"This is gonna make us rich Darlin'. Here's your bag with your outfit, put it on."

 

[Garith Darkhold]

Location: Alderaan Medical Facility

Pristine and unblemished, the very room’s décor was very well most likely fashioned to give it’s occupants a sense of serenity. The paint upon the wall was a soft bright color to not just be easy upon the eyes. It was a color picked out because it naturally calms people. The colors of life highlighted the emotions of life…without color… without feeling…without pain life had no meaning.

Just within the room [member="Theo Vereen"] and the blond brown eye nurse, the peace within was cut short. All the lights within the room started to slowly flicker. The pause between each flicker was a breath apart. It was not a quick flicker one would normally associate with the power failing. A over whelming pungent feeling filled the room.

During the flickering of light into darkness, an outline of a man formed. The light flickered back on one last time. It revealed a man standing there. He was wearing no shows or shirt, just a blacked colored slack. A single unlit lightsaber hung of his belt. The tattoos along his arms and across some of his back gave some light to the mystery of this man. A mixture of Sith, Mandalorian, and Kashi in design, there was some symbolism universal in design, like the skulls of the dead.

With a man appearing out of nowhere and from the darkness was enough to make a young woman scream. Her very expression as she started to back up when he first appeared, she wished to scream but she could not. The feeling of the fear she felt she was over whelmed by the darkness coming off from the man.

When she had started to back away the elder eyes had fell upon the blond nurse. As Garith had turned his head to the nurse his predatory eyes was carefully gauging the situation. As she continued to back towards a corner of the room, Garith gave his back to his grandson and started to walk towards the young nurse. Still paralyzed by fear she just still continued to back herself into a corner.

There was nowhere to run though. The right hand of the Dark Kashi reached out. With gentleness he took some of the blond hair into his hand. Still paralyzed by fear she just trembled and did nothing in her defense. Like a primitive beast he smelled her hair. Garith took in the scent. It reminded him of winter. The curious scent of spice and sweat fruit. It was not unpleasant.
Her reaction, as he went to go smell her hair? It went from just fear to fear and confusion, mixed with her own primal nature she did not even know was there. Attraction, the base nature of a woman and a man would share.

“You’re not a threat to my grandson”, the elder Kashi dropped the blonde’s hair. Garith came a little closer place his face inches from her, “Remember I reward loyalty. Do not disappoint me.” The elder could have very easily used the Force to make this nurse obedient. There was ways to do just that without the use of it.

“Yes my Lord”, her lips trembled and her voice was shaky. The fear and even lust could be heard in her voice. Garith certainly had no intention in giving into this young woman’s lust. Surviving centuries as a Sith Lord you learned how to manipulate people. For now he had control over this young woman. The feeling she had to scream out in terror was gone.

“Theo”, the elder Kashi now turned to his grandson. “Explain”, he asked trying to understand why he was here.

 

[Avin Starfire]

He threw a hand up in way of his eyes for protection against the barrage of blinding white light. His half hungover half concussed brain screamed at him to find somewhere dark to lay in peace. Eh, he could rest at his ship if it was still in one piece.


Darkness… A coalescence of dark forces drew invasively into his head. The blinding sun of light that billowed from the roof seemed to strobe for a moment or two. The feeling cut through Avin as if he were made of paper. Avin knew this feeling all too well, the past seven months had taught him to what the full extent of that feeling could do. His bloodline may let him get out of most sticky situations but he was not his father or even half close in power. Why were these things never easy…



Avin punched at the control panel, it had been maybe thirty or forty feet from his own room but the storage facilities here clearly were not as secure as they should have been. That presence had faded but Avin doubted it had left the area and was just concealing the same way as he. No doubt this would be done the old-fashioned way. He checked no one was watching before removing his blaster and firing a burst of iron energy into the panel. Sure enough, the door ascended into the ceiling leaving his path open.

‘Lets just hope no one heard that’ he thought to himself as the cooling climate brushed against the skin of his face. The crate upon crate and cabinets of multi-colored fluids and pill bottles seemed to fill the majority of the room.
His mind had started to kick back into gear as the names of drugs filled his vision. Five cabinets in and a relieved look fell across his bruised face. His hand reached out grasping a handful of small metal pill bottles. ‘Should do’. Popping the cap two small white tablets landed in his palm to be swallowed seconds later and further followed by the burning swig from an unjacketed hip flask.

Letting his body sink into a corner Avin sighed out in relief of ache and pain. A few minutes of rest wouldn't kill anyone besides the pills wouldn't kick in for another quarter-hour at the minimum. The warm escape of drunkenness had been as emotional for this knight as the embrace of a child to their mother's arms. 7 months in a moist and degrading monastery of force filled hallucinations and training sessions that made hours feel like days. It was just nice to be familiar with a stable time zone, and moreover the stable flow of warmth beating through his veins.

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
[member="Drake Jast"]
[member="Theo Vereen"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Theo Vereen"] [member="Avin Starfire"] [member="Garith Darkhold"]

It wasn't hard to move about. Drake and Danni changed into Security Officer uniforms. He figured it was their best bet, as it allowed the to keep their weapons handy in case things went sideways. Otherwise they were OK. After dragging the stunned nurse into the closet, and locking her in there they had a new security ID.

"Jane Palor. Access level III. Higher than what we got." Danni remarked, turning the card over in her fingers.

"Yeah, things are tunring out ok so far. Ok let's get a "Patrol"Going and try and locate the storage facilities." He replied, punctuating the word with a smile and air quotes.

"Sounds good to me."

"I'll lead. Get next to me. Let's talk shop, like..... the latest Grav Ball game."

And they were off, mingling through the halls moving towards the center of the facility. So far all was good, and they talked about the game and other dumb subjects as shrewd eyes peered like a lions to take in every detail.

 

[Theo Vereen]

[member="Garith Darkhold"]

Shocked with his mouth hanging open staring at his grandfather, "Yeah. hey um...ba'buir she's just a nurse..." He leaned over watching what Garith was doing. Curious and yet not so sure what he was doing would earn him any points with the staff here. Except well it would put the fear of Garith into them.

"Explain?" He felt that was a bit obvious as he sat there shirtless with tape around his ribs, but hey maybe his grandfather thought this was some kinky way for Theo to meet nurses.

He lifted his arms, "Training, got hurt. Mom will freak. I figured you might be easier to deal with and the family would accept that I was fine." He bobbed his head nodding hoping that his grandfather understood.

"What were you doing to her?" yeah this would be interesting, right. "Maybe we should walk some." Theo was thinking that out of the room and away from any other pretty nurses was a good idea. He did enjoy the nurse's attention and the way her brown eyes made him feel all warm but yeah this wasn't the time, unless of course his grandfather was planning on a birds and bees talk.