Vess Sadragen
Trouble Personified
The cityscape of Denon sprawled beneath the overcast sky, its neon lights casting vibrant reflections on the rain-slicked streets. Towering skyscrapers, their facades adorned with flashing advertisements in various alien languages, rose into the misty darkness. The hum of speeders and the distant murmur of bustling nightlife formed a soundtrack for Vess to work by.
Seated on the edge of a rooftop, Vess typed away on a portable terminal in her lap. She had a jacket pulled over her head to shield both herself and the terminal from the downpour. It seemed like it was always raining on Denon. Eventually, you just get numb to it, she surmised, but she wasn't quite there yet.
Vess was working on a new contract, one that several other slicers had seemingly passed on. Was it too hard or too much trouble? Truth be told, when it came to such things, Vess didn't really care. It was all about the challenge and then getting away with it. She grew up on the streets of Druckenwell before moving to Denon, and at nineteen, she was sitting on a pile of credits that would make a Hutt jealous. The trade-off was that she had been shot, stabbed, almost arrested several times, and was wanted in at least three systems she was aware of.
Her hazel eyes, sharp and focused, scanned the lines of code on her terminal. She was deep into a high-stakes hack, targeting one of the powerful corps on Denon. The rain poured off the edges of the roof, as she worked. Each keystroke brought her closer to breaching the security layers, and the occasional flash of lightning illuminated her determined expression.
A sudden beep from the terminal signaled a breakthrough. She had accessed the core of the system, the treasure trove of data now within her reach. She quickly began downloading the files, her heart pounding as the progress bar inched forward. In the distance, the wail of sirens began to rise, faint but growing louder. She couldn’t afford to be caught, not now. With one last glance at the download, she mentally calculated the remaining time. Almost there.
Vess knew the risks. The corporate giants on Denon were notorious for their ruthless protection of digital assets, and being caught could mean a fate worse than death. But the potential rewards outweighed the dangers. Her contact had promised a hefty payout for the information she sought, and for that and the challenge she would risk it all. The rain continued to fall, a relentless reminder of the world around her. But for now, she was focused, determined, and dangerously close to completing her mission.
"Come on..." she pleaded quietly with the terminal as the progress bar crawled forward, each second feeling like an eternity. Her anxiety began to rise. She lifted her eyes and saw the lights from private security approaching on the horizon. She didn't have long at all. Then, all at once, the adrenaline rush kicked in as the download happily chimed its completion.
A satisfied smile formed at the corners of her mouth. She quickly packed up her belongings, stood up, and threw her bag over her shoulder. Without a moment to lose, she ran as fast as she could across the rain-soaked rooftops, leaping from roof to roof, dodging under drainage piping and navigating the urban terrain with practiced agility. The cityscape of Denon blurred around her, the neon lights reflecting off the slick surfaces as she made her escape. Suddenly it was as if the whole city came alive, more and more security was joining the hunt. A blip hit a small screen she wore on her wrist. Yup that's what she expected, a be on the look out. Meaning that they don't KNOW its her but they suspect, but for corpos thats all it takes.
She turned down and alley way and jumped over a railing before running down a flight of stairs, her best bet that she knew was to keep moving and not stop.
Valery Noble
Seated on the edge of a rooftop, Vess typed away on a portable terminal in her lap. She had a jacket pulled over her head to shield both herself and the terminal from the downpour. It seemed like it was always raining on Denon. Eventually, you just get numb to it, she surmised, but she wasn't quite there yet.
Vess was working on a new contract, one that several other slicers had seemingly passed on. Was it too hard or too much trouble? Truth be told, when it came to such things, Vess didn't really care. It was all about the challenge and then getting away with it. She grew up on the streets of Druckenwell before moving to Denon, and at nineteen, she was sitting on a pile of credits that would make a Hutt jealous. The trade-off was that she had been shot, stabbed, almost arrested several times, and was wanted in at least three systems she was aware of.
Her hazel eyes, sharp and focused, scanned the lines of code on her terminal. She was deep into a high-stakes hack, targeting one of the powerful corps on Denon. The rain poured off the edges of the roof, as she worked. Each keystroke brought her closer to breaching the security layers, and the occasional flash of lightning illuminated her determined expression.
A sudden beep from the terminal signaled a breakthrough. She had accessed the core of the system, the treasure trove of data now within her reach. She quickly began downloading the files, her heart pounding as the progress bar inched forward. In the distance, the wail of sirens began to rise, faint but growing louder. She couldn’t afford to be caught, not now. With one last glance at the download, she mentally calculated the remaining time. Almost there.
Vess knew the risks. The corporate giants on Denon were notorious for their ruthless protection of digital assets, and being caught could mean a fate worse than death. But the potential rewards outweighed the dangers. Her contact had promised a hefty payout for the information she sought, and for that and the challenge she would risk it all. The rain continued to fall, a relentless reminder of the world around her. But for now, she was focused, determined, and dangerously close to completing her mission.
"Come on..." she pleaded quietly with the terminal as the progress bar crawled forward, each second feeling like an eternity. Her anxiety began to rise. She lifted her eyes and saw the lights from private security approaching on the horizon. She didn't have long at all. Then, all at once, the adrenaline rush kicked in as the download happily chimed its completion.
A satisfied smile formed at the corners of her mouth. She quickly packed up her belongings, stood up, and threw her bag over her shoulder. Without a moment to lose, she ran as fast as she could across the rain-soaked rooftops, leaping from roof to roof, dodging under drainage piping and navigating the urban terrain with practiced agility. The cityscape of Denon blurred around her, the neon lights reflecting off the slick surfaces as she made her escape. Suddenly it was as if the whole city came alive, more and more security was joining the hunt. A blip hit a small screen she wore on her wrist. Yup that's what she expected, a be on the look out. Meaning that they don't KNOW its her but they suspect, but for corpos thats all it takes.
She turned down and alley way and jumped over a railing before running down a flight of stairs, her best bet that she knew was to keep moving and not stop.
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