Coratanni Cartel
Thawne
Coruscant - Nikolas' Apartment
Nikolas Thawne
[member="Farah"]
Crime paid, there was no arguing that.
The opulence of the apartment Nikolas lived in was more than a testament to that. The gold inlays, the indoor pool, the foyer stuffed to the brim with rare and stolen art was more than enough to impress everyone. Selling drugs, killing those that got in your way, bribing anyone you could, it always got you to the top.
Yet being at the top came with it's own problems.
The target that it painted on your back was stressful for most, and even some Hutt's couldn't handle it. If you were sitting on the throne somebody wanted you off of it, and Coratanni was no different. Ever since they had taken 1313, ever since they had built Akkara and taken their seat at the top the other gangs of Coruscant were after them. It was a power-play. Take out the king and you had the seat.
Simple.
Easy.
Except when it dealt with the Coratanni Cartel, things were never that easy.
That was why Farah would awake with a hand over her mouth, Nikolas leaning over and his finger gently resting upon his lips. There was a smile on his face, as there always was, and the bright blue of his eyes seemed to reflect some of the light from the window. There was a noise just outside the door, the barest sound of someones foot scraping against the wooden floor of the living room.
Nikolas Thawne
[member="Farah"]
Crime paid, there was no arguing that.
The opulence of the apartment Nikolas lived in was more than a testament to that. The gold inlays, the indoor pool, the foyer stuffed to the brim with rare and stolen art was more than enough to impress everyone. Selling drugs, killing those that got in your way, bribing anyone you could, it always got you to the top.
Yet being at the top came with it's own problems.
The target that it painted on your back was stressful for most, and even some Hutt's couldn't handle it. If you were sitting on the throne somebody wanted you off of it, and Coratanni was no different. Ever since they had taken 1313, ever since they had built Akkara and taken their seat at the top the other gangs of Coruscant were after them. It was a power-play. Take out the king and you had the seat.
Simple.
Easy.
Except when it dealt with the Coratanni Cartel, things were never that easy.
That was why Farah would awake with a hand over her mouth, Nikolas leaning over and his finger gently resting upon his lips. There was a smile on his face, as there always was, and the bright blue of his eyes seemed to reflect some of the light from the window. There was a noise just outside the door, the barest sound of someones foot scraping against the wooden floor of the living room.