Nicholai Korhal
Apr 25th, 2003, 04:25:21 PM
Just another ordinary money-making day on possibly the most capitalistic, egotistical planet in the galaxy. If you wanted to loot a bank for cash, you go to Vjun. But Coruscant had better security and more people. So it was easier and more likely to find what you wanted. All kinds of people put items in safety deposit boxes all over the City-planet. Exotic and rare items worth millions of credits locked away behind bars. People called it "safe". But nothing in this galaxy is truly safe. At least not from these mercenaries. Criminals. Smugglers. Bounty Hunters. Assassins. Slicers. Guns-for-hire. They weren't the lowest of the low. They had standards. But they certainly weren't angels. They were just regular people trying to earn a living. Quite a collection of rogues! An ex-com, a wannabe-hero, a femme fatale, a giant, a midgit, a geriatric and a droid. They'd been hired to loot the bank and steal the diamonds, get out and deliver them to their employers benefactor. To cut a long story short; they've broken in, subdued the guards, secured the building, broken into the safe, raided everything and found no diamonds. And now they're really peeved. Time momentarily stood still as they all stared into the empty safe as the sirens and alarms simultaneously went off, despite them cutting all the seciruty systems off from the central computer network that linked directly to the local authorities headquarters down the street. Then with a cold, white flash, time kicked in again.
"Dammit! That lousy rotten.... aaaah!!! He screwed us over! I can't believe he screwed us!"
Nicholai paced back and forth before the safe, his hands up by either side of his head clasping his short brown/grey hair. Sweat trickled down his face into his stubbly beard. He wiped himself down with a rag. it didn't matter a shis face was already dirty thanks to the ten-minute crawl through the service pipe that lead into the basement of the building. He took another look inside the safe. According to his employer he should have been staring at three hundred million credits-worth of Da Soocha diamonds, cut and polished and ready for sale to the highest bidder on the white market. Instead he was looking at a note with, written in bold, red ink...
Sorry guys. Have fun!
Nicholai was mildly amused. The only thing that made him laugh was the thought of their employer having absolutely no idea what Nicholai was going to do to him once they found him. He started to calm down. He was really caught off-guard as this was the last thing he expected to happen. In his state of near-nirvana-induced complete and total calm, he picked up a plasticrete stool and hurled it at a mirror outside the safe up on one of the marble walls. As the smashing of glass ended he heard the sirens of response units grow louder and louder a few streets away.
"This is doin' my head in!"
"Dammit! That lousy rotten.... aaaah!!! He screwed us over! I can't believe he screwed us!"
Nicholai paced back and forth before the safe, his hands up by either side of his head clasping his short brown/grey hair. Sweat trickled down his face into his stubbly beard. He wiped himself down with a rag. it didn't matter a shis face was already dirty thanks to the ten-minute crawl through the service pipe that lead into the basement of the building. He took another look inside the safe. According to his employer he should have been staring at three hundred million credits-worth of Da Soocha diamonds, cut and polished and ready for sale to the highest bidder on the white market. Instead he was looking at a note with, written in bold, red ink...
Sorry guys. Have fun!
Nicholai was mildly amused. The only thing that made him laugh was the thought of their employer having absolutely no idea what Nicholai was going to do to him once they found him. He started to calm down. He was really caught off-guard as this was the last thing he expected to happen. In his state of near-nirvana-induced complete and total calm, he picked up a plasticrete stool and hurled it at a mirror outside the safe up on one of the marble walls. As the smashing of glass ended he heard the sirens of response units grow louder and louder a few streets away.
"This is doin' my head in!"