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Stolen Cargo

Julianna Nero

Smuggler - Slicer - Scoundrel
[30 is the new 19!]

This was perfect.

A cargo on Tatooine was the target now. She had contacted one of the hutts, she was en route to the planet, all seemed well, and perfect. She had traveled for a few days, the kids were taken care of, and Kassey was able to finally get back into the groove for a little while. This was the first time that she was able to work in a long while. Of course, one might think that she didn't need to work, but she couldn't stop herself, not to mention she wanted to be a smuggler for the rest of her life, until her dying days...

And so she finally landed.

Kassey landed in hanger bay 23, and she powered down the ship. It took a few extra minutes since the ship was so old, but that's what she had to deal with. She might not look like much, but she had it where it counted! The Fair Jewel was still running, and in great condition thus far. It served her pretty well, even through the roughest of times. With a small sigh, she was just excited that there was a nice cargo waiting for her to take all the way to Nar Shaddaa without issue. So with confidence, the girl walked out of the hanger bay, and actually whistled towards the palace, but she saw some people taking crates out of the palace.

Her crates.

"What's going on?!" Kassey, infuriated now, looked back and forth.

"Someone beat you to the punch." One of the bounty hunters said, and actually chuckled. Kassey growled under her breath and then she followed where the crates were being taken, and she saw them being taken to the hanger bay..to another XS.

One that she got for a quote, unquote FRIEND.

"NOXU ZA'TIRE YOU GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW." She shouted, and waited for him to come out of the cockpit..or, wherever he was.

[member="Noxu Za'tire"]
 
[33 is the new 22!]

Competition was the name of the game when it came to smuggling. Where there was one smuggler, there would always be another that was either attempting to be better or even just take your own job.

Noxu was that other smuggler.



Control to the Gambit. The docking clamps are released and you've been cleared to leave.



"It's 'bout gorram time," came a quiet mutter from the cockpit of the XS Freighter. "Alright! Everyone on board an' ready to get the hell out of here?" There was a silence on the ship. In fact, it was an almost eerie silence as there was no response that came back to him on the bridge. He waited for a solid minute before finally standing up from the seat of his chair. "Son of a queen. Where the hell are they now?!"

Immediately, he stormed off with both hands curling up into fists. "I'm gonna kill 'em. I swear. He's goin' to die. Yep. It's time. You can stuff 'em in one of the cargo crates." From the bridge, he walked all the way around to the exit of the ship where he'd tap on the console to open the door and let the stairway descend to the ground. Stepping out of his ship, he made his way out of the hangar. Grabbing the holocom from his pocket, he tapped a couple of buttons and a visage popped up of a droid.

"Where in the hell are ya? We're ready to go!" As the droid began to speak back to him, he ignored it. It was all white noise. All the while, all he could think was just how much wasted credits he'd spent on the useless droid which was claimed to be a proper HK, when it had turned out to be nothing more than a JK droid. He couldn't be blamed for it; after all, the J was scratched off and all he could see was the K.

"Well, get the hell back to the ship on the double! We have to get out of here before the rest of the smugglers show up to steal the cargo!"

It was at that point that he walked right up to a familiar hangar with a familiar number on it. Hangar 23? he thought as he mouthed the number right in front of him silently. Heh, that'd be funny if you ran into....

His eyes went wide for a moment as he spotted someone familiar in front of him.

"Son of a queen!" he cursed louder than he had expected. Immediately, he spun about and started to make his way back to hangar.... 13? Was it 22? 5? Gods damn it! Where in hell did you drop your ship off!?

[member="Kassey Daklin"]
 

Julianna Nero

Smuggler - Slicer - Scoundrel
Noxu Za'tire said:
"Son of a queen!
Kassey snapped her head around and she saw him right there and then. Nope, there was no way that he was going to get away from it this time. If Kassey was honest with herself, she wasn't even sure what the shipment was that was being hauled by the Hutts, all that she knew was that she was getting paid well to do it, and so she really wanted to get this done and to make sure that she was the one hauling it away. Noxu, was he really going to be the one to steal it off of her?! She was beyond livid at that point, especially because she hadn't worked in quite some time, this would be the first time in a while, and this would have been the perfect job for her.

"No, you don't!" Kassey yelled before she reached her hand out after running a few steps and grabbing him by the back of the jacket that he was wearing, and did her best to try and stop him where he was. "WHAT do you think you're doing?! For real!"

Before she even allowed him more than a few seconds to speak, she stopped it there, and growled underneath of her breath, because Kassey just knew that he was going to give her a smart ass answer.

"Never mind! Don't answer that! You stole my cargo away, and usually, I'd shoot somebody that would do that!"

[member="Noxu Za'tire"]
 

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