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

OFFICE FLOOR-OUTSIDE LIFT


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

Feeling really quite angry, Triko pumped his scattergun and stepped out, firing shot after shot, step after step, blood flying left and right, the burly officer receiving the wooden stock of the gun right in his nose and a large hole in his stomach, Triko's stubby little leg kicking him to the ground, or rather half of him, the other having fallen away a while ago.

"I'm a traveler of both time and space, to be where I've been." He wailed rather oddly.

"To sit with elders of the human race, the world has seldom seen."

"Led Zepp-" One officer said, confused, probably because he was missing his legs, but nonetheless Triko shot him again for good measure.

"Triko no want copyright."

With that he moved on, turning to Lex.

"You grab money from floor. Triko watch lift and shoot."

MAP(S)

GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
OFFICE FLOOR-OUTSIDE LIFT
@[member="Triko"] @[member="Aedan Miles"]

"Got it!"
Lex called out as he rushed to the end of the hall like room.
He skittered on the floor slightly as he made a sharp turn into another hallway, here he stopped.
Quickly catching his breath he moved against the wall, creeping up to the doorway slowly.
Poking his head out of the cover, he tried to assess the numbers of enemies. He did not get a good bearing or number, having to quickly pull back as a rain of blaster fire came at him instead.
"I don't got it."
He squeaked out

Going through possible scenarios he could not come up with anything that would not end up with him being blasted to bits as soon as he got out from behind cover.
There was one possibility he could try, something that always seemed to work in the holo-movies. He shrugged, he did not had anything to lose anyway.

Lex simply stuck out his pistol from behind the cover, and only his pistol, aiming at the general direction of where the security guards would be, he squeezed the trigger repeatedly, sending out a blind volley of shots at the guards.
Lex heard thuds, after the zapping sound of his blaster bolts ceased, he slowly crept his head out to have a look again.

His eyebrows rose as there was no one shooting back at him this time, he moved the rest of his body to join his head in the doorway.
"I can't believe this actually worked."
He muttered to himself
 
OFFICE FLOOR-OUTSIDE LIFT


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles


There was a fair bit of noise, but Triko kept his guard up. Those two durasteel doors were as threatening as ever.

Especially the left one.

It had a spider crawling about it, so the jawa wasn't going to lower his defenses for even a second.

To pass the time, he took to humming a riff from a song about some kind of... steel bloke?

Nonetheless, it sounded great.

MAP(S)

GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
OFFICE FLOOR-SECURITY
@Aedan Miles @[member="Triko"]

Lex moved forward into the office, stepping over bodies and kicking their weapons aside, he saw one of the $ to the side, smiling to himself he went over to pick it up, putting it away into his sack.
"One more down."
He chuckled as he kept moving further down into the security, it was rather empty at this point, however, moving further in, he saw a security console, grinning wider he stepped up to it, turning off the security systems and erasing surveillance videos.
However, his luck kept going, to one side he saw another $, to other he saw a keycard.
Moving swiftly, because the security were most likely hot on his trail, he took another $ and the keycard, sending out a transmission to Triko and Aedan.
"Guys, I got a security keycard and more loot."
 
OFFICE FLOOR- TOP LEFT CORNER CORRIDOR


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"OBJECTIVE: COLLECT ALL $ AS INDICATED ON MAP. $ COLLECTED: 5/9."

"Good, squidman!" Triko roared back, running very quickly away from the lift.

The moment he slammed into the front-facing wall of the corridor behind the lift, the twin doors slid open, a two metres tall, bronzium-plated, flamethrower wielding, infrared vision-capable security droid storming into the office floor.

"Feth."

The wall he'd been standing by seconds earlier was reduced to smoking cinders, a great hole opened up in the building.

MAP(S)

GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR
@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
Lex was about to rush back to the Lift Corridor to regroup with Triko when suddenly-
WHOOSH
The Nautolan turned on his heel, suddenly deciding to explore deeper into the level as he thought
Not going there!
Slowing down now, Lex began to move cautiously down the corridor, creeping and slinking around the corners, prepared at any moment to come upon an enemy.
He stepped into a dark Office, seemingly abandoned during the evacuation.
He moved slowly and cautiously, then a creek was heard as his foot shifted his weight onto a more looser metal plate. And suddenly!

A woman has jumped out from behind cover, one of the accountants, judging by her outfit, holding a hold-out pistol she aimed at Lex and yelled out
"Aaaaaaaaaaagh!"
Lex jumped, startled, turning to her and aiming his own pistol at her, giving out a very manly
"Aaaaaaaaaaagh!"
They stared each other down as the came faded to black, seemingly ending this post in cliffhanger..

But then, moments later,
Lex has rushed out of the Office room, his shirt and jacket ruffled, his face covered in red smooch marks from lipstick, holding the $ from the Office in his hands.
Grinning to himself, he sent a transmission to Triko
"I've got more loot! Coming now to regroup with you!"
 
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles


"OBJECTIVE: COLLECT ALL $ AS INDICATED ON MAP. $ COLLECTED: 5/9."

"Go!" Triko called with a short squeal, hearing the transmission.

"No come!"

With that Triko's back was engulfed in flame, the jawa himself flailing about wildly, stopping, dropping and rolling, but to no avail.

Arms above head, he saw the orange flames licking at his hood, but nonetheless he drew a single pistol, glanced at it quickly and checked it was loaded as he ran. There was a simple logic he was using for his plan- all offices had water coolers. This bank had an office, ergo- water cooler. In his mind, he'd transcribed it as such:

_____________________________________________________

Office=Water Cooler

Bank=Vault+Office
(Money x Guards)

Which meant that the bank, should it be multiplied by (Money x Guards) would equal:
Vault+Office

Or rather, Vault+Office=Water Cooler, which can be simplified to V+O=W

This means that in order to locate the water cooler, he needed to solve this equation.

V+O=W
V+O=W (-V)

O=W

Therefore, office did equal water cooler.

_____________________________________________________

And, to no surprise, all thanks to his mathematics, as he stormed down the office door- there it was. Emphasis on was, for a single bullet tore through its plastic casing just about as soon as he saw it, the sweet, sweet water raining all over the room, extinguishing the flames, Lex, and probably the office woman he'd been getting so saucy with.

"Any..." He drew a grenade launcher, "Plans!?" firing it down the office corridor as the gargantuan steel security... thing drew ever closer.

MAP(S)

GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR
@Triko @Aedan Miles
Reuniting with Triko, and now the addition of water, Lex was overjoyed at first, ready to splash around.
But then the addition of a huge armored droid spewing fire was not as good an idea.
Triko asked for a plan, and Lex did had one, yelling back to Triko
"Do you have any ionic, electric, or emp devices?!"
The Nautolan pointed to the puddle of water caused by Triko
"Once the droid enters the water we can use the devices to stun or electrocute him! Either that or we can pull some cables from the walls or ceiling and use that against him!"
It was kinda a long shot but it was better than nothing
 
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"Good--"

The grenade Triko'd just fired detonated, blowing up the walls down the corridor -the roof falling in too- but, amazingly, not the droid. Dusting the... dust? off his poncho, he thought for about half a second before firing a few more grenades. "Pass keycard squidface!" He called, having a flash of inspiration as the other walls of the floor crumbled apart, leaving the two slightly exposed as the police fired shots in from outside on the street.

He'd just come up with a superb idea.

Know he just needed to execute it.

GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR
@Aedan Miles @[member="Triko"]
Lex shuffled in his pockets to produce the said keycard, passing it to Triko
"There you go!"
There was not much else to do or say, Lex took cover behind one of the desks and waited for the results of Triko's plan
"What are you going to do?!"
Well he would appreciate some heads-up first
 
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"Vault!"

Triko called, breaking into a lightning-fast sprint as he took the keycard, nearing the droid and planting one foot atop a wooden desk, the other following and then both soaring into the air, the desk smouldering rubble.

Now flying in mid-air, the jawa outstretched two hands and vaulted over the droid, clattering onto the ground as he cleared the durasteel monster, poncho ablaze, then scrambling back to his feet in a sliding arc and plummeting down the lift shaft, hitting the bottom of the shaft with great speed and a loud crunch.

A quiet gurgle echoed up the shaft.

MAP(S)
GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
OFFICE FLOOR- BOTTOM CORRIDOR
@Aedan Miles @[member="Triko"]
Lex just watched stunned at what happened
Did the Jawa just.. killed himself?
Lex look at the droid, now standing in the puddle.
Looking down, making sure the Nautolan was not standing in water himself, he looked up then at one of the lights, raising his pistol and taking shots around the lamp.
The device fell down with rubble from the ceiling, cables and sparks flying as the electricity connected to the water, electrocuting the durasteel droid.
Hopefully, the droid did not had insulation and would be quickly shut down by the surge of electricity.

Taking shots at the cables then, Lex severed them quickly, in order to cut electricity from the water and make it safe for himself to move over it.
"Jawa! Are you alright?!"
He called out
 
VAULT FLOOR-LIFT SHAFT


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles


"I..." He gasped, a shaft of light hitting his hood, feeling tired, oh so very tired.

"I am excited to be awake."

With that he rested his head back on the rubble, remembered he was robbing a bank, and stood up, feeling slightly off as he did so.

Maybe it was the fact that his leg was broken, but Triko didn't really care as he limped away towards the vault, the police having not entered the vault level of the bank yet, key card in hand.

MAP(S)
GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
OFFICE FLOOR- LIFT DOOR
"Hah."
Lex smiled
"Aren't we all.. aren't we all?"
He asked no one in particular as he called out
"Do you want me to go down there and join you, Jawa, or are you alright by yourself?!"
He slightly cringed at the limping, that leg of a Jawa was probably broken
"You don't look too fantastic!"
He added in
 
VAULT FLOOR-OUTSIDE DOOR


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

"Triko always fantastic." He retorted, rounding the corner of the vault floor corridor and staggering for the vault door.

"Squidface filing. Money." With that he heard a loud group of shouts emitting from the floor above, loud footsteps shaking the ceiling. "Hurry!" He grasped the vault door terminal, preparing to insert the key-card.

This'd gone pretty well, he thought, not entirely noticing the horrific burns, broken leg and blood-spattered poncho he was wearing.

MAP(S)
GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​
 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
@[member="Triko"] @[member="Aedan Miles"]
VAULT FLOOR- LIFT AND CORRIDOR TO FILING
"Alright."
Lex nodded, hearing Triko's command, looking at the cables leading down to the Vault Floor, he took few steps back, starting up with a running start as he leaped, grabbing to the cable and wrapping his legs around it. He quickly slipped down the cable onto the floor, landing with a slight thud and that dashing Nautolan grin.
"I'm down already, and on my way!"
He called out as he rushed out, dashing towards the FILING room. There was a sharp turn as he tried to make it, slipping on the floor soon a THUD would be heard before he crawled to get up and rush into the FILING room
"I'm alright!"
 
VAULT FLOOR-INSIDE THE MONEY


@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles

Ramming the card into its slot, there was a long, droning hiss, the huge durasteel door sliding away to reveal...

FAT $TACK$ O' CA$H

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Grinning wildly with his jawa-mouth, Triko dashed forwards, arms outstretched and a bag in each hand, ready to take all of dat sweet moneys.

MAP(S)
GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​

 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
VAULT FLOOR-FILING
As for his part, Lex had a rather easy job to do. Filing was cleared out by then, everyone evacuated. Fortunately, in their haste they did not evacuated safe boxes with credits with them!
Lex grinned with another dashing Nautolan grin as he moved through the Filing room, collecting the boxes and putting them into his large burlap sack with a large "$" on it.
Quickly, the sack would become heavy as Lex collected the last of loot the bank had to offer, calling out back to Triko
"I got the rest of the loot out here, how is it going on your end?!"
The Nautolan head back out of the room as soon as he got everything, looking left and right at the doorway between the room and corridor.
He hoped that the police did not caught up with them yet!
 
VAULT FLOOR-VAULT DOOR




@Lex Matako @Aedan Miles



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

The majority of the money in the vault had been swiftly deposited into Triko's bags, which were now slung over each shoulder, leaving a small amount for HK to add to his bags.
"Triko take lot money! Squidface grab rest?"
With that a final wave of police and another steel security droid slammed down onto the vault floor, plummeting through the lift shaft and casting a wave of blinding dust through the level.

"Poodoo!" Drawing both blaster pistols, he watched as the dust cloud rounded the corner of the corridor.

MAP(S)
GROUND FLOOR
61M6aWF.png
OFFICE FLOOR
PFoUZ4K.png
VAULT FLOOR
dLtFB03.png
KEY:
K = Keycard​
KN =Keycard Needed​
$ = Money​
V =Vault​


 

Lex Matako

Smuggler and Infochant on the Side
@[member="Triko"] @Aedan Miles
VAULT FLOOR-VAULT DOOR
"Will do!"
Lex answered with a grin, rushing by Triko as with almost cartoonish whoosh-whoosh he grabbed the rest of the money as the large crash of the incoming police forces echoed through the Vault Floor.
"Oh, feck!"
He sounded out, clenching his jaw as he pulled out his pistol, now all of the loot secured in his handy bag, he moved in, close to the wall, towards the elevator, seeking cover as he thread carefully.
"Any plan on how to deal with them?" He asked towards Triko
 

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