Param found herself once again on Vaynai, a tropical resort world with shallow seas. Wealthy people, most of whom were in some sort of shady business deal or two, roamed the main boulevard just outside the only starport on the planet. The best part of crime lords and mafias running on a planet where the only land masses were a tropical archipelago, was that each one could have their own island and leave the others to their own devices. Those that weren't apart of the crime families ignored the underhanded dealings, and the less fortunate relegated to living in the artificial catacombs below. It was perfect for a little bit thievery.
She stood behind a small sushi kiosk. Her silver hair had been temporarily dyed auburn, and a pair of polarized aviators his the blue contacts she had in her eyes. The last thing she needed was for someone to recognize her from her previous visit. A simple bikini top and some tight fitting shorts were all she wore, a modest outfit compared to a lot of the beach goers around her. Every so often one would stop by the kiosk, and pay for a sushi roll. Ten minutes later they'd be tripping balls down at the beach from the hallucinogenic seaweed. It was entertaining to the say the least.
The day wouldn't just be about fun and bad trips, though. Param had sent a HoloText to Kodi about a heist. She'd left the details short and vague, but mentioned the highlights that were lots of credits, lots of future credits, and the ability to peddle Emryc Energy onto wealthy people that would throw money at anything. Her excitement to see him again certainly played no part in it.
"Have a nice day," Param said sweetly, handing another customer HalluSushi.
(OOC: Setup Rolls Results: Security has two guys by every major door and patrols that roam around. Both the vault and the databanks are protected by an eye-scanner, and the manor is having a costume party)
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