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[Lyra Vent]

CHEESKAR'S END CASINO/DENON
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The entertainment hub was bustling with life-forms and mechs alike as Lyra made her way to the Casino on Cheeskar's End. There was going to be A LOT of people in that casino by the looks of it. She dearly hoped the intel she got from the old guy in Blue Flame Tavern was correct. Normally she would not be sent on a destruction mission, but CICOM's Crows were a bit preoccupied in other places and this specific target had to be put down fast. According to intel received, Marlon Vand was pushing high-end Confederate munitions to the Sith Empire and any previous warnings against it have fallen on deaf ears. She pushed some stray orange strands of hair behind her ear as she sauntered into the gambling hub. There were people everywhere - drinking, dancing and gambling to their heart's content.

She slowly made her way over to the Sabacc table, as the old man at Blue Flame had readily divulged to her that Vand had quite the card-addiction. She sighted her target as she approached, so she eased in between two spectators to stand next to Vand in faux anticipation of his next move. After he had played a few hands and won and she had shown her faux excitement about his hands, she leaned in and seductively whispered into his ear.
"How about a little one on one tutoring to show me how you do that?" she breathed.
Vands eyes widened in hunger as he looked at her and nodded. Lyra than turned and walked to the bar where she would wait for him. Once they were alone, she would then swiftly end this mission and return to Cantoi. She ordered a drink and watched as he gathered up his winnings before starting to make his way over to her.

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[Saga Linzino]

Denon - Entertainment District - Exterior​

Marlon Vand, Saga’s first target

Some wealthy playboy industrials who’d been selling weapons to anti-Eternal Imperial terrorist, truly some of the lowliest scum in the galaxy in her books, speaking of lowly scum Denon, Saga had never been to this world, for that matter, she’d barely left space around the modern Eternal Empire’s borders, to travel all the way to Denon was a big change of pace for her, culture shock if you will, Denon was harsh, bright, chaotic and above all sleazy, just on the way to the “club” Marlon apparently frequented she’d been catcalled twice, it took all her might to not force push them off of the causeway, nevertheless here she felt like an outcast, somebody forgot to inform her that her black battle armour and ripped black cloak would do the opposite her and make her stand out like a sore thumb compared to the bright coloured outfits, eccentric hair and lack of regard for formal disposition.

She had landed her ship in a spaceport 1 click from the club the night before and had checked in at a scummy hotel to blend in, mind you it was probably a waste of time and she should of slept in her ship since apparently Denon doesn’t know what sleep is nor do her neighbours upstairs banging around all night, sometime to practice hand to hand combat Saga thought. So now, she wander down this causeway towards the brightly advertised neon sign labelled Cheeskar’s End, waiting in the line to enter she remembered what command said, “Blend in”, if only she knew how to do that she didn’t know the first thing to do in a club, she’d never drank and definitely never been to a place like this. The line slowly trickled in as she was stopped by a huge lumbering Annoo-dat prime bouncer in the classic black suit, shades at night and earpiece.
“Erruh, what are you goin’ in ‘er fo bub?” the thing said nearly intelligibly. Lies, Saga thought, she had to lie. “G… going to uhhh dance with my... college friends, I’m already late if you d… don’t mind.”

“No, no, no, wait a second!” he said putting a hand in front of her , blocking her from entering, she held back from making a blood scene, “you look waaay too young to be goin’ in ‘er kid, I’m gonna need to see your ID.”

“M… my ID?” Saga was given a fake passport before leaving for Denon and showed the man. He looked over it occasionally glancing at her,

“Hank...?” He said sarcastically and begrudgingly.

“Y… yes.” Saga deepened her voice to the voice of her new persona: Hank. “Yes that’s me, H... Hank.” The bouncer rolled his eyes and let the girl in, thoroughly fed up but also not paid enough to throw her out, the intel Saga had received was correct, they let anybody in here.

The bar was full to the brim of people. Saga quickly realized that she had little to no control over where she was going, like a boat on a stormy sea, she was not incharge of her direction, eventually she managed to find a way out of the crowd around the door into a only slightly less crowded bar area, “blend in, find Marlon, blend in, find Marlon” she thought to herself locking eyes with one empty seat at the bar next to a women with orange-yellow hair and a purple jacket taking the last seat at the bar, she looked at the lady up and down enamoured by her, she was so different from most thing she saw back home, she took notice of her drink, blend in. She looked to the female Sullustan bartender covered in piercings and tattoos with a cybernetic arm with a nozzle detachment.
“I’ll have whatever she’s having.” Saga ordered, she looked at the girl, “C… come here often?”

- x -​

Marlon had begun to make his way to the girl who’d entranced him at the Sebaak table before Saga had sat down, he looked at the girl, gave a playful shrug followed by a wink as he headed down a flight of stairs into the smoke veiled spice lounge, accompanied by four unforeseen IG-800 Magnaguard droids with blasters and electrostaffs beforehand blending into the crowd protecting the man from afar unsure if more remain hidden in plain sight, two standing guard at the top of the stairs and two accompanying him.

 

[Lyra Vent]

As Lyra waited, sipping her drink and bobbing her head to the beat of the music, someone suddenly spoke next to her. She looked down and straight into the grey eyes of a girl. She frowned slightly.
"Yeah, I do. Look, don't take this the wrong way, sweetie, but aren't you a little young for a place like this?" she asked in a twang that gave the impression that she was part of Denon's underworld. She looked at the girl for another second or two. There was just something that shone a red light for Lyra, but she could not put her finger on it, aside from the fact that the girl did not fit in this environment.
Vand came walking past, shooting her a wink. Lyra flashed him a seductive smirk before downing her drink. She then looked back at the girl.
"Take my advice - go home and stay out of places like these, ok kid?" she said before sauntering after Vand, past his droids and into the spice lounge.

She suppressed a sigh as she scanned the room and its curtained little booths. She finally spotted two of his droids standing outside a den. She stuck her hands in her black leather trouser-pockets, thumbs sticking out, and made her way over there. When she got to the droids, they barred her way with their electrostaffs. Her one eye twitched as she tried to compose herself before she did something stupid.
"Let her in. She's right on time." she hear Vand's voice coming from inside. She flipped her orange hair and looked at the droids with raised eyebrows. They lifted their staffs and she ducked inside. Vand was leaning back on the couch, smoking some spice. He patted the spot next to him, inviting her to sit.
"What took ya so long, darlin'?" he asked her as she slid in next to him.
"A kid found her way into the club and she was in my way." she said, seductively running a finger over his chest. "Now, you gonna teach me some tricks to make some extra creds?" she asked, breathing into his neck.
Vand turned his face so it was inches from hers. "What if I told you there's an even better way?" he asked her.
"Do tell." she said, swallowing revulsion to nibble at his ear.
"Mmmmmm. I run weapons. The Sith pay good. You should join in." he breathed.
Lyra pulled back, a sinister smile on her face. "Now that sounds interesting. See, I'm Confederate." she said. In his spice stupor, it took him a bit longer than it usually would for him to realize what she had said, but when he finally did, his eyes widened in shock.
"Wha....what are ya gonna do?" he stammered.
"I'm still deciding." she said.

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[Saga Linzino]

“Hey I’m legally old enough to be in here!” Saga snapped back, but held back further to not blow her cover. “I… I’m here to meet a friend.” continued coyly. She watched intently as the woman slammed her drink down and got up with her back turned speaking one last time to the Saga, her words sent shivers up her spine before she snapped back into focus.

“I don’t wanna be here, y’know!” She yelled into the crowd well aware she wouldn’t hear. Saga heard something behind her slide turning her head to see her drink was done, she dropped a few credits and took the drink. Saga had never drunk before, it smelled awful, and looked an awful neon orange colour, she clenched her fist and took a long swig downing the shot, it felt like an eternity taking it, she needed to fit in, in an instead she felt like gagging at the awful taste, it was like drinking hovertank engine fuel. How could that woman stand that? She must be more machine than man or something. Saga began to scan the crowd again, spotting the two magnaguard around the stairs to the spice den, her intel told her he’d have a small squadron of magnaguard droids, going down there would be a death trap, she didn’t know how many more there were.

Saga got up from her seat at the bar and began looking around, in the back corner of the bar she spotted a utility ladder to the lighting rafters in the back corner of the casino besides a pair of Rodians getting busy, she made her way over noting that the Rodians would notice nothing but each other, she quickly drew her yellow bladed lightsaber and cut through the guard that made sure intoxicated customers would climb the ladder and began scaling it. On the lighting scaffolding she dodged down pointing strobe lights and speakers playing some obnoxious song in a language she couldn't understand, getting brief vertigo as she stood well over 30 feet above the party as the drink she had slung began hitting her, she decided crawling would be better. Much to her happiness the spice den down below was open roof much like the bar, she assumed for ventilation reasons and with all of the smoke spotting her would be difficult among the rafters, she spotted Vend’s stall, easily spotted by the guards outside, her eyes widened as she spotted the girl (Lyra Vent) from the bar with him, one of her floozy’s she thought to herself as she began to reassemble her KC-M74S Designated Marksman Rifle.

Out of the corner of the eye she realized she wasn’t alone up here, one of Vend’s Magnaguard droids was watching him from up here, Saga put her not yet prepared rifle down on the rafters as the Magnaguard ran to whack her with his electrostaff, Saga flipped out of the way, activating her lightsaber mid flip and throwing it right in the droids core, using the force to the pull the saber back to her deactivating on the landing then quickly using the force to pick up the droid to make sure it didn’t fall off the scaffold, rather laying its metal corpse down gently over a huge speaker blaring behind her and continue to her work, prepping her rifle. Vand then the girl, she thought to herself as pointed the scope at the man's forehead, her vision turning blurry for a moment just before the shot due to unbeknownst to Saga her being a major lightweight, missing the man but nailing the girl in the left forearm causing sparks to fly from it onto the table and onto Vand, who frankly, was a bit too spiced and generally intoxicated too care, but his droids wouldn't of...

 

[Lyra Vent]

While Lyra was telling Vand that she was still deciding how to kill him, a shot suddenly hit her cybernetic arm. Her eyes snapped upwards, catching sight of the damn kid at the bar. Vand's droids had registered the shot and were already heading for the scaffolding. With them going after the girl, Lyra moved quickly. Pulling a vibro-knife from the small of her back, she swung it around, slicing through Vand's spiced throat. His eyes widened in surprise as the life-blood gurgled out of him. Lyra then made a beeline for the corner of the lounge where a ladder was also leading up toward the walkway above. Her arm was still tingling some where the shot had hit the cybernetic sensors, but it did not hamper her movements in the slightest as she started climbing the ladder.

As she reached the top, she noticed the droids were approaching the girl with their staffs from the other side. She thought quickly. This girl was like a fish out of water, but clearly she was here for a reason and Lyra wanted to find out why. She would deal with the fact that the girl had shot her, later.
"Hey! Come on!" Lyra called to her, motioning with her head behind her. She hoped the girl would see sense to get her ass out of this club before they were overrun with bodyguards and other authorities. The Raven knew she wanted to get the hell out of there before anyone noticed the gun runner with his throat slit and putting two and two together. So she turned and jogged across the walkway to main casino-area.

As she wanted to descend to the floor, she caught sight of the other two droids that had remained behind at the door to the lounge also making their way to the ladder below her.
"Oh kark me." she grumbled under her breath. She checked behind her to see if the girl was following, before she continued forward on the walkway. Hopefully there would be another way out.

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