Aurelie Fleury
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Rodia, Local time: 14:05
Drifting about, looking for the next opportunity to acquire food or a few credits was not unfamiliar to Aurelie. She had been in similar situations in the past and this was no different. She was, however, not very familiar with Rodia. Despite having been to the planet in the past during one of her father’s business ventures, she had not picked up more than a few words and ideas of how the capital was structured. Her current whereabouts were an unknown - but the remote little town was perfect. It was small enough to have poorly patrolled streets and lousy law enforcement, but large enough to have plenty of marks for her to target. Naturally, humans weren’t too common, but sticking to the spaceport and market squares made her blend in well enough.
Dressed in a rather simple beige jacket, just long enough to cover the blaster attached to her belt, Aurelie made her way through the large hall connecting the private hangars. This was by no means an area exclusive to the rich, but it did presume that those in visit owned a ship. Seeing a family of four exit one of the hangars, the young woman spotted a poorly guarded bag hanging off of one of the adults. Picking up the pace, she caught up with them and managed to snatch a leathery object before making a quick turn to the left, into one of the empty hangars. Her breathing had quickened as she listened for if anyone had noticed her deed. A wave of relief washed over her as the family kept moving without pause.
An odd siren sounded as the hangar opened the entrance for a ship to enter. It did not take a genius to recognise that the girl was not supposed to be in there. Whatever staff there was to coordinate the ship’s landing was, however, not in a position to see her, most likely all conducting their business from the central tower. Not feeling particularly inclined to return out to the hall where her former marks could be found, Aurelie decided to stay in the hangar, deciding that she could probably hide behind a few crates and wait until the new occupants would leave.
Her good fortunes soon seemed to take a turn for the worse as a group of four spaceport workers entered the hangar. A couple of them started to move a few crates and prepare a lorry whilst the other two got to work on preparing the fueling lines. The thief kept a careful eye on what was happening as her mind raced through a number of possible excuses for her presence. While talking her way out of the situation which would arise if discovered was preferable, the girl was also prepared to make a run for it if needed. But then, the workers were more interested in just doing their job, apparently oblivious to an object just having been stolen nearby - no miracle worker would be needed to carefully sneak out of the hangar if the opportunity presented itself.
Of course, many of her troubles would've been a non-consideration if her combat droid, Scrappy, was here. Alas, the droid was much less sneaky than one might have hoped and rarely blended into spaceport crowds very well. Still, she knew that she could call on the trusty old machine if needed. Taking another peek at the four grunts just having entered the hangar, Aurelie decided that there was no need to causes a scene and slowly started making her way towards the exit whilst making sure to stay well hidden from the workers.
@Suede