Justine Baird | L O V E C R A F T (nyarlathotep) wrote in thegalaxy, @ 2016-02-17 10:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | !locale: coruscant, cassandra hack, sidara rai |
what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this
Who: Sidara & Cassie
What: Cassie has the goods Sidara is looking for, a.k.a. Cassie gets caught in crossfire she didn’t intend to but when does anyone, really?
When: Backdated like woah to the day when Sidara and Cassie met
Where: Coruscant
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress
Cassie still wasn’t one hundred percent sure she liked Coruscant; it was too big city, to much concrete, too much bright lights. Cars – well, flying, Jetson-like cars, or maybe tiny spaceships was a more accurate way to describe them – flew constantly overhead like the droning of a million cicadas, and the tall buildings reaching for the sky made her think of leafless, dying trees struggling for air. She could only imagine the amount of pollution the planet put off, and vaguely she wondered how it maintained enough oxygen for anyone to live here…
Cassie shook her head, glancing at the group she was currently working with. She’d signed on the delivery to both see this planet, after everything she’d heard (it definitely wasn’t living up to expectations, but then again she hadn’t flown around in one of those speeding cars yet and wasn’t sure she’d like to), and to ear some much needed money. The mission seemed simple enough; take these crates, deliver them to people at this address, bring back proof of delivery and, boom, payment. Of course, considering the blasters on everyone’s hip and the furtive glances evoked by such a dreary looking drop point, Cassie knew that there was more going on here than met the eye.
Still, she refused to be overly paranoid. At least, no more so than usual; after all, this wasn’t her first rodeo in a back alley of a large city, waiting on shady looking characters who would be picking up a shipment that was more than likely firearms. So what if she was probably assisting in gang warfare? Everyone needed money, even as her conscience wormed away at her hard-won facade of a no-care badass. She was only here to get paid, she kept repeating to herself over and over again.
“When are they supposed to be here again?”
The only other fellow human on the crew looked at his Holoreader. “Five minutes ago, give or take. They’ll show. I hope.”
Cassie could only agree, glancing back out to the shadowy alley; who knew what it might hold?