Kung Seilois
Freelancer Extraordinaire
Curoscant, seat of the Republic and one of the centers of trade and economic growth for the entire galaxy. It was hard to find another planet where so many credits traded hands, flowed in and out of accounts or was lost to the great maw of debt. It was a very tempting target for raiders, thieves, and pirates, but the planets powerful military, planetary security force, and legendary Jedi kept it safe from even the most ambitious of attackers.
Only the exceptionally brave, or dimwitted, tried to pull a major job on Curoscant, but the rewards for such a job was enough to get even the most grizzled, tight-pursed veteran foaming at the mouth, and, more ever, it was time Curoscant had been taken down a notch. Time for their fat nexu to come to understand that their wealth wasn't guaranteed, and that it was a good thing to have insurance.
Seilois leaned forward on the holoterminal displaying a holographic projection of their target: The First Bank of Coruscant. The holoterminal was set in the middle of the main room of his Tachyon-Class Freighter, a small but capable ship with more then enough room to stash... items, legal or otherwise. The false telesponders had him currently pegged as freighter here to drop off a shipment of Corellian Whiskey.
"So," Seilois said running his hand through his short brown hair, his hazel eyes watching the projection, "Do we all know the plan? Any questions?" He asked looking at his two... associates.
[member="Gabriel Audemars"], Seilois met him when he was purchasing weaponry from Armtech. They had similar interest, and it wasn't a stretch to decide to work together for a job. A big, profitable one, and few things were as profitable as a well done bank heist. He didn't know the full extent of Gabriel's abilities, but he did know he was a gunslinger just as he was. It was gut feeling that came from years of experience in that line of work.
But it hadn't taken long for both of the to realize they lacked something, a slicer. They had no way of getting past the security without going in guns blazing which, while amusing, would more then likely not end in their favor. Which brought them to his other... associate, [member="Chloe Hinata"].
Seilois didn't know much about her. She moved with experience and had sharp eyes, but she was beautiful, and a rule of thumb for him was to never trust a beautiful woman, especially, if they were aware of their looks and their effects. She was a wildcard in this operation, but they needed her. Probably more then she needed them, and so he would have to keep an eye on her.
Only the exceptionally brave, or dimwitted, tried to pull a major job on Curoscant, but the rewards for such a job was enough to get even the most grizzled, tight-pursed veteran foaming at the mouth, and, more ever, it was time Curoscant had been taken down a notch. Time for their fat nexu to come to understand that their wealth wasn't guaranteed, and that it was a good thing to have insurance.
Seilois leaned forward on the holoterminal displaying a holographic projection of their target: The First Bank of Coruscant. The holoterminal was set in the middle of the main room of his Tachyon-Class Freighter, a small but capable ship with more then enough room to stash... items, legal or otherwise. The false telesponders had him currently pegged as freighter here to drop off a shipment of Corellian Whiskey.
"So," Seilois said running his hand through his short brown hair, his hazel eyes watching the projection, "Do we all know the plan? Any questions?" He asked looking at his two... associates.
[member="Gabriel Audemars"], Seilois met him when he was purchasing weaponry from Armtech. They had similar interest, and it wasn't a stretch to decide to work together for a job. A big, profitable one, and few things were as profitable as a well done bank heist. He didn't know the full extent of Gabriel's abilities, but he did know he was a gunslinger just as he was. It was gut feeling that came from years of experience in that line of work.
But it hadn't taken long for both of the to realize they lacked something, a slicer. They had no way of getting past the security without going in guns blazing which, while amusing, would more then likely not end in their favor. Which brought them to his other... associate, [member="Chloe Hinata"].
Seilois didn't know much about her. She moved with experience and had sharp eyes, but she was beautiful, and a rule of thumb for him was to never trust a beautiful woman, especially, if they were aware of their looks and their effects. She was a wildcard in this operation, but they needed her. Probably more then she needed them, and so he would have to keep an eye on her.