Rolling the dice [Scum & Villainy, Empress Teta, GA]

[Zef Halo]

It had been sometime since Empress Teta had been liberated from the grip of the One Sith. Shaky allegiance quickly changed but solid ones remained and grew stronger. Some people never learned to let go, some people were enslaved by an idea and blindly followed it. In the arms business, such people were the most loyal customers. They were fierce, unrelenting and would do anything to subjugate those that did not agree with them. Such were the people that still cradled unyielding loyalty to the dissolved One Sith and hate to the Alliance liberator. Or occupiers as they would say.

Such were the people Vitor was supposed to meet today.

Leaving behind the shuttle and entering the busy spaceport of Empress Teta, the banker directly went straight to the point of opening a line to his contact on Teta.

"June. This is Vitor. Any shipment issues ?"

"None. The sample is ready to be picked up." A rough voice came from the comlink Avendahl was holding.

"Good. I will be there in less than an hour, depending on traffic." The former miner replied over the comm and cut the line. "Cab!"

A yellow painted vehicle hit the brakes sharply right before him and the banker boarded it giving the directions to the cab driver while unbuttoning his winter coat. It was boiling inside the cab. He looked at his wrist watch and realized he had to hurry. He had to pick up the sample weapon from June who was at some coffee shop in one middle class neighborhood and then leave for the industrial zone to meet up with the potential clients.

This would be another day of business for Vitor with the exception of the subtle agenda that lied beneath it. The agenda of his mentor - the whipid Velok.

 

[Zef Halo]

"I won't need it and neither would you." Vitor pushed away the blaster pistol that June had offered him. A stern look covered his face. "Think." He pointed at his head gesturing to her to use her brain. "We're the merchants, not the soldiers. We are going to their domain, not them to ours. They will have us outnumbered, outgunned and out skilled. We have to act as guests. And yes that means act as if we are under their mercy."

"Forget it." She grimaced shaking her head with disgust. "YOU are the one that constantly has trust issues, I am just learning from you." Nonetheless, she still gave him her blaster.

"Your hold out blaster too." The banker ignored her moaning and June took the holstered hold out blaster out from her boot handing it to him grumbling something under her nose. Vitor then brought the repulsor vehicle to a stop right in front of the factory that had been long shut down for the day. Still twelve hours till it opened back up. It was the factory's owner they were meeting.

"Let's go." Vitor said taking the suitcase that carried the sample weapon with him, June followed him.

The moment they were a few feet from the entrance a couple of armed men silently moved out of the shadows to acknowledge the arrived duo.

"Vitor. Vitor Avendahl and my associate June."

"Let them in." Came the crackling noise from one of the guards' comms. The massive man nodded and opened up the gate for the duo to enter.

"Thank you." He politely nodded to the man as he hurried down towards the factory with June right beside him.