The Captain's datapad we copied has some additional info on it (Triumph). There is also the unlabeled (4) comlink frequencies.
* Pick up drop at spaceport.
* Make drops at IBOL
(Both dated two days away from now...day after tomorrow...)
* Pick up drop at spaceport.
* Make drops at IBOL
(Both dated two days away from now...day after tomorrow...)
Alamy takes a shot of Lannik liquor and slams the shot glass down on the table. "You bet your left horn we're in this together! My mother's gone, and the Republic's covering it up. My dad's a virtual slave of the Republic Scout Corps [Obligation 10: Family]. And now all of us are framed for some big bank heist and now wanted criminals because of it?" The Devaronian's skin flushes crimson and her horn buds emanate heat. "No way. Nuh-uh. Not on my watch. This Greckel is just the tip of the iceberg. We need to stop him. Before anyone else ends up like my ma—" She trails off and stares at a nearby pazaak table, eyes not really focused on anything.DeepSpacer wrote: ↑Sat Sep 22, 2018 2:55 pm"All you were doing is following up on a lead. If it wasn't for your father's tip-off to track us down, you wouldn't be in all of this, but I suppose he was looking out for you....trying to fight corruption like so many others. But, we're in this together now. I hope this business with the Captain is a legitimate lead. I mean, what are the odds he'd have a Coruscant Bank Security Clearance while being way out here on Lannik??? We've all got lives to get back to, some more than others."
Anjali sits cross-legged off to the side a bit, seemingly in her own little world, head slightly bowed as she gazes intently at a credit chip on the floor in front of her. Is it on the floor? It is actually a couple centimeters up in the air. Her arms rest on her knees as her hands frame the chip; it actually moves slowly back and forth between her hands, as if a rhythmic pendulum on a string. As Monty finishes speaking, she lets the chip drop, but keeps her focus on it. "Sorry? Don't be. I may be running and hiding for my life, but at least I'm in control of my destiny now, and not some snake in a lab coat. I'd much rather be here than there, applying my 'talents', so to speak." She says "talents" with a bit of a sneer, but not unkindly toward Monty, more reminiscent. "Besides, now I can actually put my skills to work destroying these scumbags instead of helping them [Morality: Righteousness]."Monty wrote: "Anjali, you shouldn't be mixed up in all of this. You were just lending your talents to some Coruscant security officials when you ended up with us. How was I to know all of this was coming after you were asked to look into some secure datapads we had? Apparently, someone didn't care if some innocents (non-military types) were caught up in this. I suppose they didn't think it believable that some grunts and beat soldiers had the tech know-how to pull off such a robbery. Sorry you were caught up in all of this, but we're in the same boat now.
"Pfft, the Jedi. They're useless." (there's that sneer again) "I never saw them helping anyone out around me. All they care about are their silly rules and fighting the Sith. They can all rot in space for all I care [Morality: Cold-heartedness] Don't worry, big guy, what we're doing here is much more impactful to normal folks than anything the vaunted Jedi would deign to do. As for the Force, the Jedi and the Sith have their own private little cults around it. You and I can put it to practical use. Have you ever seen the lightsabers they use? Now one of THOSE is something I'd like to get my hands on and inspect closer...." Her voice takes on a hint of wistful admiration, that of a craftswoman.BA wrote: ↑Mon Sep 24, 2018 2:43 am"I do like the idea of travelin' around and helpin' people. And don't go tellin' me that's like a Jeedai," BA quickly adds, before he drops his defenses with a sigh. "Some lady I met a long time ago told me I had the Force, told me to do some good with it. I've been tryin' ta avoid it, but given we probably need all the help we can get, I probably should quit avoidin' figuring out what all that mystic mumbo stuff's about."
Alamy stays silent as her companions discuss this "Force." Soon she finds herself fingering the pendant she wears. "The Nuns of Devaron told me I had the goddess's gift. Uh... she's a goddess on my homeworld, but she lets me do things most people can't. See through stuff. See far away. Make it so stuff can't be seen." She demonstrates, making Anjali's credit chit disappear for a moment and then bringing it back into view. "If there are other folks out there who know about this kinda stuff—this Force or whatever—I'd be interested." "But for now... Maybe we let Luke know about this big drop coming up? And talk to the secretary beforehand? Maybe she knows about it."Flamiel wrote: ↑Wed Sep 26, 2018 2:34 am"Pfft, the Jedi. They're useless." (there's that sneer again) "I never saw them helping anyone out around me. All they care about are their silly rules and fighting the Sith. They can all rot in space for all I care [Morality: Cold-heartedness] Don't worry, big guy, what we're doing here is much more impactful to normal folks than anything the vaunted Jedi would deign to do. As for the Force, the Jedi and the Sith have their own private little cults around it. You and I can put it to practical use. Have you ever seen the lightsabers they use? Now one of THOSE is something I'd like to get my hands on and inspect closer...." Her voice takes on a hint of wistful admiration, that of a craftswoman.
"Yup." AAA stands up from the table and slams down her shot glass. "But not before I try a few hands of pazzaak!"DeepSpacer wrote: ↑Sat Sep 29, 2018 3:02 am"Call Luke, intercept this secretary? Or, have him arrange a meeting?"
"Don't have much on me." Alamy puts down 40 credits. "I'm not that great at pazaak, y'see..."DeepSpacer wrote: ↑Sat Sep 29, 2018 8:01 pmIt's very late, and there's not a big crowd. Alamy sees a dismayed Gotal leaving a table of two-handed Pazaak, leaving only a blue-green-skinned male Rodian left sitting alone. He introduces himself as Neelo and, although it is very late, agrees to just one more game. "What's your wager?"
"Luke gave us her coordinates. I can always contact her and claim I'm doing a news story. I mean, that's how journalists do it."DeepSpacer wrote: ↑Fri Oct 05, 2018 12:37 am"Straight-forward and honest?" says Monty. "I mean, there's a risk to it, but it may be our best shot."
"But then you have to convince the secretary to disclose revealing info to a stranger reporter. Why complicate it unnecessarily? If she is as good-willed as Luke says she is, she won't likely betray an employer on the word of someone she just met."SavageBob wrote: ↑Sat Oct 06, 2018 11:03 pm"Luke gave us her coordinates. I can always contact her and claim I'm doing a news story. I mean, that's how journalists do it."DeepSpacer wrote: ↑Fri Oct 05, 2018 12:37 am"Straight-forward and honest?" says Monty. "I mean, there's a risk to it, but it may be our best shot."
"I'm just talking about first contact. We don't know anything about her except where she works. We need to draw her out of the office in a way that won't spook her. News story is less intimidating than approaching her on the street..." She pauses, then adds, "Or we ask Luke to set it up. Key is we need to get her out of the office in a way that makes her feel safe. Then we see what she knows about these drops."DeepSpacer wrote: ↑Sun Oct 07, 2018 7:20 pm"But then you have to convince the secretary to disclose revealing info to a stranger reporter. Why complicate it unnecessarily? If she is as good-willed as Luke says she is, she won't likely betray an employer on the word of someone she just met."
"What do we really need anyways? Where this drop is being made?"
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