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Rekha Kaarde

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Cantonica, man this place was as desolate as Tattooine with one exception. Higher class of criminals. Well maybe not quite criminals, profiteers, gamblers, tourists with nothing better to do than spend money.

 

Well, what was she doing here then?

 

Aha...yeah she was here to get her slice of the pie. The Yacht was ready, the license applied for and paid for dearly, both above and under the table. did everyone on this dust ball need to get their share?Rekha stood on the dock she had gotten use to sailing with Jon Burke a hundred years or so ago. Least it felt like a 100 years and it just never got out of her blood. Would he approve of this little gem?

 

She laughed, "it's as a name as any, so I hereby christen you The Little Gem she was going to have to take it for a spin to make sure it performed as well as her expectation of it. MandalTech had done a great job, and Rianna's daughter had taken on the duties of overseeing the project. 

 

Yeah..she stared at it. It was a ship, it was a boat...it would glide across the water as easily as it skimmed the atmosphere. 

 

She tugged on her shirt then looked up to where the casino sat. She knew she needed to get in there. It was just going to take a little time.

 

Somewhere in the casino in a secret room the Crime Cartel from all across the galaxy were meeting to discuss the state of the galaxy and how they could push their influence a little further.

 

Out in the Casino there were some shifty eyes and itchy hands trying to collecttheir share, while they plotted a way to rob the casino.

 

Among all these people there were still the romantics standing on the balcony looking at the lake and longing for am embrace.

 

Course now this part of space was under control of others, so it was possible they could show up, but who knew. 

 

 


Come see me sometime at The Underground Bar or The Lucky Lady, and The Little Gem

 

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Lancer Damar

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Funding, and control.

 

That was the ultimate goal here. He was in his hotel, and went over the plan mentally one more time. He had a disguise, a security systems analyst. In his jacket- the company jacket, that was, he had a Verpine pistol. Totally silent and totally lethal. Like him. He had to get in, under the guise of updating the software of the casino. In truth, it was an upgrade. For him, at least. 

 

Once he uploaded the virus (it didn't take a genius or even a computer whiz to plug something in), the security systems would hopefully be wiped, and then trigger all the alarms. All the contingencies that the casino had in mind. A shooter, a fire, theft- all that. However, localized on the floor. Lancer wasn't in it for the physical credits that were there, that wasn't enough, no. 

 

Most money was digital. He just needed to get the account numbers, all the routing codes to all the offshore, off-planet banking facilities that the casino was using. Then, he'd take it to someone else, decrypt it, give them a cut, and take his untraceable, digital money elsewhere, wash it, and then turn it into something liquid. But for now, he needed to play the part of nerdy analyst. 

 

He strolled into the casino, giving meak, awkward waves. People didn't want to talk to him, bespectacled little nerd that he was playing. They avoided him and waved him through. He tightened his grip on his little backpack. He wasn't even sweating- because it was cold in here. Why was it so cold? He made his way around the floor, avoiding most of the camera feeds for the time being.

 

Lancer had all the time in the world, so he walked quietly, looking no more out of place than any of the hundreds of workers that were there. 

 

Rekha Kaarde


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Rekha Kaarde

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Lancer Damar

 

Behind her the first mate Jarrod, "Cap'n if you're thinking of going up there, you will need well ...something different to wear." He was a big man with strong meaty paws, a round belly, big heart, and enough strength to pound the life from a rancor. Least in her mind he did.

 

He was a good friend to her, she was godmother to his oldest daughter, and now he was going to help her break Mon Loup and The Prince business. 

 

"Different?" Rekha looked back at Jarrod, her face dropped as she laughed nervously, "you don't mean it.." She stepped to the side, "you're joking right?"

 

"No Capn if you want to fit in you will have to put on a dress."

 

Rekha put her hand to her chest and stumbled back, "OH god...a dress...like be a girl!" She shook her head, "no... I can't."

 

He playfully hit her shoulder nearly knocking her over, "Ya gotta look like em, not like..ya know the help."

 

She did have a dress, she had a few dresses actually. She just never wore them because...someone always ended up shooting at her and running in a dress and keeping a blaster handy on the inside of her leg was the weirdest way to walk.She walked almost bow legged when she wore the thigh holster..."Feth"

 

A dress...dammit..kark...feth...damn....Rekha disappeared to her quarters.She stared at the dresses, she needed to look like them? She just didn't believe that...but if she looked like she had credits maybe....ok..yeah she was willing to accept that.

 

An hour later she stood in the doorway of the casino in the a slinky number with lots of folds that allowed her to wear the holster and still manage some degree of comfort. 

 

Ok she thought...let's go see what we can learn. 


Come see me sometime at The Underground Bar or The Lucky Lady, and The Little Gem

 

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Rekha Kaarde

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She was standing still the holster had slipped some. She needed to get to the ladies room and fix this problem. Jarrod had joined the kitchen staff to help her out when she needed it. kitchens around this parts seemed to always need someone for KP. Jarrod didn't mind.He kept a go bag with him for Rekha.

 

Rekha shifted her weight one side to the other, anyone looking might catch on that she was uncomfortable. Others were too busy watching their winnings and tables to be concerned about a woman doing a little dance in the entrance of the casino.

 

What should she do now? She stopped moving when a droid came up with a tray. No eyes or faces just a mask behind it though were all the sensors telling it where to stop and go, and etc. She looked at the tray as if trying to decide it only held one kind of glass with one kind of fluid how hard was the choice? Then a little idea. She smiled staring at the blank 'face'.She dropped the tiny bag she carried, "oh..."

 

She did this kneeling balancing act to get down, but on the way up she adjusted her position and hit the tray full on.Glass went up, the droid stood in confusion, as it rained glasses and alcohol on Rekha.She couldn't help but grin she had done exactly what she hoped.

 

"OH my...oh..my dress is ruined, and my hair"Thank god the dress is ruined and who cares about the hair!! She reached out to steady herself while one of the many floor managers rushed over, "Oh my miss, are you alright?"

 

"Yes yes. I'm sure it's my fault..but I need to clean up...can you help me?"

 

He didn't hesitate all he saw was a customer, "yes this way."

 

Rekha walked slowly to give the impression of her distress which played perfectly with keeping the holster held high on her thigh while she walked, even though she still looked like she was doing the i gotta go dance.


Come see me sometime at The Underground Bar or The Lucky Lady, and The Little Gem

 

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