Money, Money, And More Money (Lex/Aedan) (Complete)

[Triko]

MUUNILINST-HARNAIDAN

@[member="Lex Matako"] @[member="Aedan Miles"]

Money was lovely, and Triko liked lovely things, like wedding cakes and nail varnish.

Primarily the latter.

Anyhow, money was indeed lovely. It was shiny too, and Triko had a clinical problem with shiny things, as it happened. So, he wanted more of it. His bank account was like a helter skelter- sometimes he was a Nigerian Prince that wanted ten thousand dollars to release the million he would give you via email, and other times he was a space-tramp. Surprisingly, he was generally on the richer end of things, most likely because he was very good at murdering people and ripping the cash from their cold, dead bodies.

So- why was Triko in Muunilinst, the effective central of the galactic economy? For cakes money, of course. (He had one or two cakes on the way, however. None of them were of the wedding variety, which was sad) He'd landed his ship in a rather accessible but discreet port, unsure if he would actually need it to get off-world, and also brought several guns with him, which were all potent, as evidenced by their size. The bigger the gun, the better, as was the usual practice.

(And no, Triko wasn't compensating for anything. We don't know enough about the Jawa anatomy to even assume such twisted things.)

He'd devised an ingenious bank heist to steal the money from the 'T.Ramp's And H.Obo's' bank in downtown Harnaidan- he would run in, wave his guns about, and break open the vault using his guns, then steal the money, and, using his guns, get away. This wasn't a solo job though- he'd arranged for two individuals to come with him.

And that was about as far as he'd got, waiting in the bank's car park with a pair of highly discreet blaster guns on his back- a scattergun and and a repeating blaster, to be precise, one of which was taller than him (guess which, you monkey) and, of course, his pair of slugthrower revolvers, which were unbelievably inefficient but quite cool nonetheless.

All there was to do was wait.

Unless his non-existent watch was broken.

 

[Lex Matako]

MUUNILINST-HARNAIDAN
@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
Lex strolled through the city, with a smile on his face and cockney in his step, whistling from time to time between the flashes of that white, brilliant Nautolan smile.
He was excited, today was his first bank heist, oh, boy!

Anyhoo, he was wearing a darker jacket, not his usual one to blend in better, but underneath there was concealed his trusty blaster pistol and a mask to hide his identity, he could not hide the tentacles, but hey, at least they will think it was some other Nautolan/Space squid.
So he was making his way around the bank, heading for the speeder park where he expected his Jawa contact to be. Well, there was one Jawa with bunch of guns strapped to his back, but one could never be sure enough if that was the right Jawa.

As smooth as Lex could be, he stepped closer to Jawa, leaning by a speeder next to Triko and proceeded to ask the password:
"Jawas often frolick in a Tusken hut where a Wookiee makes a delectable stew from Banthas and roots.."
There was a pause, one would think that was all there was to the first part of the password, but no, the quirkyness continued
".. While Ewoks raid a meditating Ithorian's lap, making him grumble from that sideways mouth vagina thingy's they speak from."
He looked to Triko then, awaiting the second part of the password from him

 

[Triko]

MUUNILINST-HARNAIDAN

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

Triko looked up to the alien, now aware that it was the contact.

"Cut bantha poodoo. Business come first." He waved a gloved hand dismissively. "You Lex?"

If he wasn't Lex, he'd just shoot the creature here and now. If was Lex, he might do the same, because he wasn't entirely sure who Lex was. He'd forgotten this morning when he'd fallen u that flight of stairs inside a bungalow and hit his head off the corner of a circular table. His mind hadn't been right since, anyhow. That did of course imply his mind had been right before, which he wasn't confident had ever been the case, no matter how many mentally debilitating injuries he suffered.

Then again, he wasn't sure what had happened in a ten year-long window of his life. All he knew is that when he'd finally awoken there'd been an undetonated rocket sticking out of his leg, a death warrant from Handooine and four bullet holes running up one of his legs.

Oh, and there'd been an aqualish's head hanging from a chain around his neck.

That was a bit weird too.

 

[Lex Matako]

MUUNILINST-HARNAIDAN
@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
He raised an eyebrow at Triko
"Yeah, I'm Lex, that's what the password thing was for, so you'll know I'm Lex without having to ask for those things."
He looked around watching if he could spot any others closing in on their position

"So where's our third? We shouldn't begin debriefing without them here."
Plus Lex was excited to meet new people

 

[Triko]

MUUNILINST-HARNAIDAN

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"Third?" Did he mean bird? Did he have a speech impediment? This was odd indeed. "No birds."

Or... he could mean another bank robber.

"Oh. Third. Triko no know."

Feeling as if the silence wasn't being kind to either of the creatures, he elected to sing loudly.

"And I think to myself... What a Wonderful World..."

Sounded about right.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles was strolling through the city calmly his lightsabers strapped to his hip once more but for this job he had switched out the crystals for them using a crystal that would give them a blue glow instead of his usual silver. He also had grown out a beard and wore. As he came near the meeting point he saw a Nautolan and a Jawa standing there. The young man walked forward and nodded to them as he stretched a small smirk crossing his lips as he muttered to them both. “Beautiful day to rob a bank no?” He kept his eyes on the street looking it over. His starfighter was at a nearby star port and he would be getting a ride there shortly after they were finished and then he would take off and escort the other two out of the system. But until then it was almost time for the fun to start he wore his Iron Skin which had finally been repaired under his nondescript black jump suit.

 

[Lex Matako]

@[member="Aedan Miles"] @[member="Triko"]
MUUNILINST-HARNAIDAN
Lex rose one of his eyebrows at the singing Jawa and grinned, about to comment at it just as Aedan, their third, joined them, Lex turned and nodded to him in a greeting.
"As good as any, I suppose."
With a smirk he then looked to Triko
"So, what's the plan, Jawa-boss?"
He folded his arms at his chest, looking at Triko to see what exactly he had in store for them

 

[Triko]

GROUND FLOOR-MAIN HALL

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

Nodding, Triko ended his song. gestured that they follow, and took his scattergun in his hands, pumping it once before striding towards the bank doors.

Ideally, the other two would follow behind him to make a triangle, because, in his mind, that would look coolest on the holonet. Anyhow, this was when things would get real.

The first step was opening the doors like a boss. This was easily accomplished, for all those interested, by kicking the doors in with one foot and then firing a shot in the air, allowing the discharge smoke to waft around his face, making him look all mysterious... and stuff. Then he needed to make sure he looked like he meant even more business. This was also easily accomplished, this time by shooting out the lights of the bank. Last of all he ran to the counter, waved a gun about and told everyone to get on the ground.

"Ground!"

Bang.

"Utini!"

Bang.

"Sausages!"

Bang. Bang.

There would be lots of gun waving.

MAP(S)

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Spoiler

GROUND FLOOR​

OFFICE FLOOR​

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VAULT FLOOR​

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KEY:​

K = Keycard​

KN =Keycard Needed​

$ = Money​

V =Vault​

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[Aedan Miles]

@[member="Triko"] @[member="Lex Matako"]

Aedan strode in behind the Jawa suppressing a chuckle as he turned drawing one of his pistols and firing at the camera’s in the corner before he moved to stand by the door holstering the pistol as he drew his lightsabers and held the silver hilts in his hand. For now he would make sure no one felt like leaving. But if they did he would turn them around or knock them out. He glanced around looking for anyone who looked like they may be security. He called out calmly as he stood by the door “Weapons on the ground if you have them and trust me. We will know if you’re lying or trying to be a hero.” With that said he slowly looked towards the Jawa having memorized most of the layout prior to the heist.

 

[Lex Matako]

@[member="Aedan Miles"] @[member="Triko"]
Well Lex was not aware of any layouts prior to the heist, he just met those people after all, and it seems Triko was not too keen on sharing his plan with them as he rushed into the building, kicking the door open from his Jawa-height
Lex grinned, he would not have it any other way but to plunge himself deep into the mess of things, right into the heat of the moment, he pulled down his mask over his head, concealing all but his tentacles as he took out his blaster pistol from below his jacket, shooting into the ceiling with Triko and calling out
"You heard the sentient sack! Hit the ground and give us all of your sausages!"
He glanced to the ceiling, dust and small debris falling from it from all the gun discharge
"Also! I would like to apologize for all the unnecessary damage!"

He slightly leaned towards Triko, watching the flank he was covering in case any of the security would open fire at them
"What now?"

 

[Triko]

GROUND FLOOR-BEHIND COUNTER

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles


Not saying another word, Triko continued to point his scattergun at people and shout loudly, charging at the door in the right corner of the bank's main hall and erupting nto the narrow corridor inside, a corridor that was almost entirely pitch-black thanks to the durasteel shutters that had dropped-
Wait.
Durasteel shutters... feth. Dropping to his knees, the jawa looked under the counter of the bank, the tellers having already escaped into the back rooms. And there it was. A glowing red alarm labeled 'silent alarm.' "Poodoo!" He roared, pulling a nondescript black bag from under his poncho and scooping the visible credits lying atop the counter. "Follow." With that he turned to speak to the other two. Donning a strangely robotic and bold voice, he began.

"OBJECTIVE: COLLECT ALL $ AS INDICATED ON MAP."

"$ COLLECTED: 1/9."

Returning to his normal self, Triko spewed up all over the floor and fell straight on his arse in pure confusion, scrambling back to his feet.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
The clanking roar of durasteel-capped boots.

With that, the wall beside the jawa exploded into a ball of red flame, five heavily armoured security guards coming into view in the next room. In sheer panic, he stormed over to the outcrop in the wall, warm vomit suffocating his right foot while he clattered into the piece of cover closest to the door.

MAP(S)

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Spoiler

GROUND FLOOR​

OFFICE FLOOR​

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VAULT FLOOR​

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KEY:​

K = Keycard​

KN =Keycard Needed​

$ = Money​

V =Vault​

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[Lex Matako]

@[member="Triko"] @[member="Aedan Miles"]
Really confused by the strange, although very helpful, robotic voice that came out of the Jawa's mouth, and then the vomit spewing, Lex did not had time to question what was happening as the metallic clanking of the security boots began to echo throughout the corridors.
The Nautolan turned abruptly, cocking his blaster
"Crap, it's the Fuzz!"
He called out, rushing with the Jawa to take cover behind an outcropping in the wall as portion nearby erupted in flames.
Lex looked out at the bodyguards from behind the cover, getting a quick assessment as bolts hit nearby
"This does not look too good."
He commented, leaning out of the cover slightly, this time with his blaster ready, he fired a quick burst, hopefully accurate enough

 

[Triko]

GROUND FLOOR-BEHIND COUNTER

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles


Almost scoffing at Lex's feeble attempt to kill the guards, Triko drew the heavy repeater from his back, the huge cylindrical barrel taller than the creature himself clanking off the floor. "Back." He stated promptly, rising to his feet with a grunt, lifting the repeater with him and moving his hands into place. After a quick glance out of his cover to check as to where the guards were, he took in a deep breath- not for fear, but because his arms were tired.

Triko never got scared.

That was a sincere fact- he was so buggered up in the head, that it was probably some kind of mental illness. He just didn't feel the emotion. He didn't care, as you wouldn't, were you but an observer to fear. All it would seem to do would be keep people back from achieving things. And that's how Triko looked at it. Anyhow, he set one foot down in the corner of the room, directly facing the door surrounded by guards, his body instantly following suit and finger hitting the trigger faster than lightning.

"Utini!" He screeched as a storm of blaster bolts eviscerated three guards, leaving two left as he quickly shot back into cover. He didn't want to ruin his poncho or slow himself down by melting a leg, did he. Then, to follow up this badassery, he pulled a thermal detonator from his belt, removing the pin with his shadow-shrouded teeth and then, with expert skill, accidentally dropping it.

"Poodoo." With as much speed as he could manage while carrying the heavy weapon, he began to sprint back out of the counter corridor and into the main hall.

MAP(S)

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Spoiler

GROUND FLOOR​

OFFICE FLOOR​

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VAULT FLOOR​

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KEY:​

K = Keycard​

KN =Keycard Needed​

$ = Money​

V =Vault​

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[Lex Matako]

@[member="Triko"] @[member="Aedan Miles"]
Well, Triko got out of the cover with a command "Back."
Lex nodded quickly, pouncing out to roll to other section of the wall, changing cover position as Triko rained blaster fire on the guards and followed up with an accurate grenade throw.
Then he rushed out into the main hall, Lex followed behind, looking out for any more guards that could come out, trying to intercept them.
He called out to the Jawa
"You know, I'm starting to think you're overcompensating for something!"

 

[Triko]

GROUND FLOOR-BEHIND COUNTER


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"Shush, squidface." He blurted quickly, ducking to dodge an incoming blaster shot that would've probably taken his head off.

Now he needed to get back into the corridor- moving backwards wasn't very profitable, especially not when the police where probably en-route.

The best way to do that was obviously sprinting forwards while spraying a jungle of bullets at the security, a blaster bolt searing through his shoulder and two of the three officers clattering to the floor, the third of which was sent in just about every direction but down when the towering barrel of the repeater smacked into his groin. The momentum Triko'd built up didn't seem to dissipate very quickly, and so he was forced to drop the hefty blaster. Even this didn't seem to slow him down too much, so he ended up face first in the back wall.

After whirling about a bit in a daze, Triko turned back to squidface. "You get lift and cash. I go office cash." With that he strode over to the office, swinging open the door and shouting at the man inside, gun waving and all.

MAP(S)

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Spoiler

GROUND FLOOR​

OFFICE FLOOR​

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VAULT FLOOR​

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KEY:​

K = Keycard​

KN =Keycard Needed​

$ = Money​

V =Vault​

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[Lex Matako]

@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
GROUND FLOOR-BEHIND COUNTER

"Gotcha!"
Lex responded to the little gun-tottin' Jawa, rushing with him into the back rooms, while Jawa ran into the back offices in order to collect the money, Lex moved forward while the Jawa took a turn left.
Lex looked around hastily as he moved further into the backrooms, looking for any remaining security guards or personnel.
The officials and tellers have already left the back rooms by now, it seems, he heard footsteps quickly approaching as he made a turn around a wall segment, spotting the cash.
Lex dove for it, tumbling on the ground to get behind cover, in case the security would be nearing the corner, while he snatched the money.
"I got it!"
He called out to the Jawa as he rushed from cover to the wall segment, closing in on the final stride towards the lift.

 

[Triko]

GROUND FLOOR-OFFICE

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"Good, squidface!"

He called over his shoulder, prodding the portly man inside the office with the barrels of his scattergun.

"You give Triko money." He said, with as much menace as a meter-tall Jawa wearing a poncho could. "Or you be here." He jabbed a finger over to the wall behind the man, following up with a stunningly eloquent "And here." he pointed to another wall, "Maybe here." And another wall. The man could only shake and froth at the mouth though, which was inconvenient. Pausing for thought, Triko elected to the wisest decision.

"Please..." He stuttered, finally saying something.

"Don't kill... don't hurt me."

Triko squinted in concentration, still mulling over how to proceed.

"I have a wife and three kid-"

Bang.

With that, the man exploded in rather gory fashion, his remains landing where Triko had guessed, or thereabouts, Triko growing irritant thanks to the discharge smoke hiding the bulk of the situation pouring from the barrels of his scattergun. Damn smoke. Now, what to do-

Oh.

That was his smoke. He'd shot the man.

"Whoops." Flopping over the counter, he grasped the bag of credits and slung it over his shoulder, two bags now dangling behind him, skittering out of the room and towards the lift. Once again, he donned a stiff stance and stared directly forwards.

"OBJECTIVE: COLLECT ALL $ AS INDICATED ON MAP. $ COLLECTED: 2/9."


How odd.

MAP(S)

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Spoiler

GROUND FLOOR​

OFFICE FLOOR​

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VAULT FLOOR​

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KEY:​

K = Keycard​

KN =Keycard Needed​

$ = Money​

V =Vault​

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[Lex Matako]

@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
GROUND FLOOR-BACK ROOMS NEXT TO THE LIFT
"Come on!"
Nautolan called out to the Jawa as he rushed towards the elevator, motioning for Triko to follow in
By the time Triko would get there, Lex would be holding the elevator door open from the inside, waiting for Jawa to join him so they can take a ride to the second floor.
"Here, put it with the other loot."
He handed the $ he collected to Triko as the elevator door closed and Muzak Muun version of Abba's "Money, Money, Money" began to play, surely a form of an anthem on the planet.
Either way, the two would be on their way to second floor

 

[Triko]

OFFICE FLOOR-OUTSIDE SECURITY OFFICE

@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

The lift ride up had been fairly uneventful, save for the atrocious music.

Triko's first thought outside of the lift, however, was one of... bugger.

There was a group of four guards, each with blaster pistols and rifles in hand, all pointed at Triko and Lex. The obvious problem was that they were pointing guns at Triko, because this made the chance of him being shot to bits substantially higher, and if he was in pieces, he couldn't get the money. Lex was a lower priority, but still on the list.

Somewhere.

"Put your guns down!" The beefiest of the bunch barked, jabbing his gun at the pair and shaking it about. Triko shrugged his shoulders, gun by his side, prepping himself mentally for the show of a lifetime.

No one waved their guns better than Triko.

And he waved.
And he shouted.
And he pointed.
And thrusted.
And- that's a bit too unsavory, actually.

Anyway, he made the spectacle of a lifetime. That's all you need to know, okay? The issue with this whole business was that, for some strange reason, the guards didn't want to be threatened by a Jawa, no matter how artistic his gun-waving was. That was why he ultimately ended up behind a pillar, gunshots ringing out left and right, dust clouding the corridor.

Maybe Lex was alright.

Triko was too busy blind-firing to check.

MAP(S)

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Spoiler

GROUND FLOOR​

OFFICE FLOOR​

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VAULT FLOOR​

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KEY:​

K = Keycard​

KN =Keycard Needed​

$ = Money​

V =Vault​

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[Lex Matako]

OFFICE FLOOR-OUTSIDE SECURITY OFFICE
@Aedan Miles @[member="Triko"]
Welp, the elevator had lovely music according to Lex, their ascension finally finished, the small metal room came to a stop and the door opened with a ding.
What they came to face was a line of four guards, aiming down at them. Well, mostly at Triko rather than Lex.
Triko then began.. imitating a mix between the Tasmanian Devil and Yosemite Sam it seems
Whoa, now he was imitating a rather rowdy mix between the Tasmanian Devil and Yosemite Sam

Lex just kind of glanced between Triko and the guards, slowly scootching his way closer to potential closer

And then, the situation exploded, Triko was shooting, the guards were shooting, Lex was just standing behind cover more or less ignored.
He looked out, watching the combatants and the scene, he scanned the guard positions, quickly asserting the trajectories and movements. Back behind the cover, he got his pistol ready.

He quickly leaned out, taking a swift aim, he aligned his pistol, making a power pock of one of the guards in the middle his target. He send a few shots flying, one of them hit the mark, and Lex was back behind the cover.
Soon, there came an unmistakeable sound of increasing "wheeeeeeeeeeeeep" until one of the guards sounded out
"What the-!"
He was cut off by an explosion, the shot causing the power pack to overheat and explode, the guards screamed, only the one who had his weapon explode was really injured, his hands taking severed damage, however, the others would have been distracted by the explosion, giving Triko the moment to move in and finish them

Lex smiled to himself behind cover