Raxus | 1400 Hours
A couple weeks ago, a small pirate band flying a Crusader-Class Corvette had been boarded by imperial forces and arrested. The ship was being held at an impound lot south of the planet's capital city. Getting in close would be dangerous, and the impound yard would be guarded, but the woman figured she and her band could pull it off if they moved stealthily.
Grace would give her crew of armored mercenaries a briefing. "Alright. When we land, our cover story is we are a band of imperial mercenaries looking for jobs... Fan out across the city and blend in. Once I have secured the ship, we'll all meet up and take off with it." She would then look to Havvs, her personal bodyguard and long-time friend. "Havvs, watch over the ship for me..."
The skipray would land at a public spaceport, several miles away from the lot she was looking for. The rest of her mercenary crew would disband to differing parts of the city, Grace however would begin a long walk across the busy town...
By the time she actually managed to spot the lot, it was mid-day. The impound yard was gated off by a chain-link fence, with the only entrance being a toll booth of sorts. Inside the yard was mostly clear, aside from a small security detail. The woman would decide to make her way up to the booth, to see an overweight rodian in a security outfit running the place. He would ask her, "Here to pick up a ship? We only accept raw credits. No layaway!"
She would then wave her hand and speak, "You don't need my credits. She can enter." The man would in turn respond, "I-I don't need your credits, you may enter..." Before pressing a button which opened the front gates to the impound yard. That was easy enough, hopefully she could slip past the security detail.\
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