Smooth Criminal

[Kalen Conner]

Jericho Daybreaker, the de facto leader of the criminal organisation known as the Exchange, sat in his office on the second floor of the crime syndicate's headquarters. The man was dressed in his usual attire which include a metal fishnet vest with a off-white sleeveless jacket, green commando-like pants, and dark stained leather boots. The em pronto crime lord sat in his armed steel chair with a glass of whisky on the rocks lingering in his left hand and a cigar in his right mechanical limb between his index and middle fingers.

Jericho enjoyed the finer pleasures of smoking a cigar in the comfort of his office far more than on the battlefield of years past. It was the feeling of serenity and being safe that enhanced the taste of the quality tobacco leafs found in the cigar as on the field it was more to relief stress than the enjoyment of it. Daybreaker thought about his past for a few moments. About his past as a bouncer, serving as a sergeant in the Galactic Alliance Navy, his time as a mercenary and how he found himself to be the boss of a renown crime syndicate.

The ex-sergeant was waiting for a two new smugglers whom Jericho saw some potential in. If the men managed to impressed him he would allow them into the syndicate. He had been working diligently to fill the ranks of the Exchange with effective yet honourable and loyal employees; something the ex-mercenary thought the organisation was sorely lacking in lately. Something Jericho had promised an old friend that he would take care of before the ex-military man could move on with his life.

The job was a simple one: Break into the aristocrat, Felix Christensen's, house and steal a valuable crystal and Lumni-spice and bring it back to Jericho. It was a job geared more to the smuggling side of things. The human owed the Exchange a lot of money but have been lax in his payments of late after the death of the former boss. The criminal organisation had done some grunt work for the man which Felix never balanced out. "It's time to pay the piper," the behemoth of a man said softly to himself as he another puff of his smoking cigar.

 

[Skorn]

Rain'ena was abord her ship she had her feet propped up on the nav computer. It was beeping like crazy letting her know that they had reached the planet. "Yeah, yeah I know we are here stop beeping all ready." she said as she let her feet hit the ground and switch off the nav computer. She also took the ship off auto piolet and brought the ship in for a landing.

An hour later she was walking into the cantina. It was not so bad as she was used to going to cantina's to get work. She had to admit she had seen better then again she had seen worse. As she headed for the office to see her soon to be boss a guard stopped her. "State your business or leave. Rain'ena flashed a smile at the man and spoke softly. "I am here for the smuggling job your boss wants to see me and you know a harmful female Twi'lek like my self wont cause any trouble."

The man looked down and saw her two blaster in there holsters on her belt but decidead to just let her pass. "Right this way ma'am." and stood aside to let her through. As she walked past she blew a fake kiss to him. When she was out of sight she rolled her eyes and said "As if." A few moments later she stood before the door she knocked and entered. Her life was about to change and she was not going to turn back.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack was escorted into the meeting room by a pair of Gamorian guards, the fat ugly porcine guard made the mistake of shoving Jack through the door, before he could blink Jack spun put the barrel of his Revolver to Gamroians throat and growled.

"You touch me again Piglet and I'll make you into bacon."

It's not that Jack hated Gamorians no he just hated people touching him without permission, Jack entered the room holstering his revolver and removed his hat brushing his hair back, he sat down across from the big boss and lit a cigarette. He looked at the Twi'lek sitting in the other chair and grinned.

"So you want me to break into some nobles mansion steal a crystal and a crate of spice and deliver it to you?"

Jack took a drag from his cigarette and watched the man sitting across from him.
Jericho took a drag and nodded.

"Well then mate sounds like we have ourselves a deal."

Jack stood up, shook Jericho's hand and turned and walked out glaring at the Gamorian as he was walking out the door, he stopped and turned to the Twi'lek female.

"you comin little lady or you catchin yer own ride?"

 

[Skorn]

So all they had to do was steal a crate of spice and a crstel. Sounded easy enough. Rain'ena stood up and shook Jericho's hand. She turned to leave when she heard the other man speak. "First mistake I aint a little lady. second I would never give you the time or day so shove off." she thousght to her self but out loud she said. "I have my own ship thank you. And even if I did not I would not travel on your' s." She walked away with a flick of her tendrils hoping they smacked the man in the face.

She was soon back in her ship planing on how she would pull of the job. First she had to find the mans house second she would have to sneak in grab the loot and try to get it and her self back to Jericho before the other man tried any thing fishy. She did not trust him and she reminded her of one of her old slave masters. "Stop thinking of those days that is not you any more. You are stronger now and not to mention more willing to get your hands dirty."

"Oh that is so true." she answered her thoughts out loud. She continued to think of a plan and had a hunch of who to go see. Luckily she was on the same planet as the man she wanted to visit to get some info. Only thing was she might have to get a little dirty on this one. After all he will defiantly not be happy with Rain'ena after their last encounter.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack watched as the young Twi'lek walked out of the office and past him, he admired the view as she went, and whistled in admiration.

"Well then guess I'm off."

Jack made headway getting back to the Sleipnir and once aboard he punched up the Imperial Data base and looked up Felix Christiansan, only minor details, apparently he used to live in what was once imperial city on coruscnat but other than that there was nothing, Next he pulled up Corsec and Interpol's Data base.

According to Corsec he was a prominent businessman on Coruscant as an art dealer, owned a very posh and high class gallery, and a restaraunt.

Interpol had a bit more information, he was suspected of dealing in illegal goods, and rare artifacts that couldn't be acquired through normal channels, but they couldn't prove anything because all his paper work checked out.

"Guess I'm heading to coruscant, Hope that Twi'lek has the kinda sources I do."

Jack grinned, Lighting a cigarette and taking off from the docking port and making way for the nearest hyperspace lane.

 

[Skorn]

As Rain'ena was in the atmosphere there was a beeping coming in on her computer. She looked down and say she had a incoming transmission. She hit the button and a image of her contact appered. It only said a few short words. "You owe me big Coruscant." It then dissapered and Rain'ena smiled so he must have forgotten she cut his finger off or he was just trying to avoid contact with her. Either way she did plan on paying him a visit.

Right now she had other things to worry about. She punched in Coruscant's data into the nav computer then began to do some research. She felt the usual jerk as her ship made the jump to light speed. As she traveled the hyper space lanes, she found barley to little info on the target. She even hacked into both Imperial and Alliance computers to see if there had been any data. All she could find was that yes Coruscant was the planet she needed to go to and that he was some kind of art dealer.

Trying to figure out what to do when she reached her destination she simple put the ship on auto pilot and dozed off for a little bit. A few hours later she was awoken by a beeping coming from her com. She had just reached Coruscant. Taking back controls of her ship she was head for the lower levels to she if she could dig up any info on the man and see if she could locate him first.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Exiting from Hyperspace the 8 sublight engines kicked into full gear as Jack brought the Sleipnir around into the main traffic lanes, he flew around a much large bulk freighter, and dipped past a YT-1300, finally cruised around a corellian corvette, that one had Corsec markings all over it, Jack made his way down planet side, setting down in the upper city, Jack immediately headed for the high priced Restaurant that his target owned, best way to gauge your enemy was to see what they lived their private lives like.

Jack was stopped at the front door, by a very finely dressed Ratataki, the man held up his hand and spoke calmly.

"Your kind aren't welcome in here sir this establishment is for the high and mighty."

Jack looked at the Ratatki and grinned, before speaking.

"It's ok mate I'm an old friend of Felix's, you can call him if you want or you can let me pass and not run the risk of losing your job by pissing off your boss."

The Ratataki Gulped and stammered, Jack simply pushed past him and walked into the Restaurant, Having a look around he brushed off every waiter that came his way, he took a seat and ordered a whiskey, Lit a cigarette and sat back with a rangefinder scope, he watched Felix and his associates for a full hour before getting up and leaving.

 

[Skorn]

Rain'ena was sitting in a cantina waiting for her informant. It was taking him a little bit longer then expected. She was beginning to get ticked off as stupid men kept coming over and hitting on her finally after a half hour her informant showed up. He was a human that had wraps covering his face besides his right eye. He sat down across from Rain'ena.

"You know I hate waiting. And you know I hate this place. So what took you so long?" She said to the man who in return looked at her for a few seconds then replied. "My apologies Rain, I was being tailed. I had to loose them If they saw me come here and see me talking to you, then your pretty face would be on the wanted list."

Rain'ena rolled her eye's and said "What ever whats the info you have?" The man shook his head "No not this time I am charging you for this information twenty percent off my regular price." Rain'ena had no patience she wanted to hurry up with her job and dealing with this man was something she did not want to do.

"Just give me the info and walk away just like always. Come on wont you do it for me?" she said the last part in a flirting way. As much as she hated doing it, it helped to do things this way when you were a female. Also she slipped him a few credits his way and rubbed his hand. With his eys he saw her hand brush his own. "Fine here is a holo log with the info you seek. Remember you did not get it from me.

He stood up and walked away leaving Rain'ena alone. She hated her self at the moment but got up and headed back to the speeder she "commandeered" and jumped in. As she took off she played the holo tape and got the info she needed. Now she new what she needed to know and was headed for a mansion that she knew was to be Felix's.

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

Oh, how precious was actual land on Coruscant? Not simply a condominium or a storefront on the 874th floor of some random skyscraper, but actual soil? On ground level, yet not despoiled and tarnished by any trace of the vast undercity?

Very precious indeed...

Felix Christensen was one of the few. The proud. The elite. He bought and sold works of art--and politicians. Galactic legislation was bought and sold like little more than pieces of hard candy in his restaurant. He brokered favorable tax loopholes for the wealthy, no matter where such people obtained their wealth from. He supplied legitimate art dealers, and the criminal underworld. The filthy rich aristocrat truly worked all sides of the aisle...

Oh, his restaurant was only his public place of business. Someone as wealthy, as noble, as elite as Felix Christensen deserved his own...private retreat. And no, a condo stuck in a skyscraper somewhere wasn't truly private. Some interloper could simply place a listening device on the opposite side of a wall and pick up conversations within his own condo, couldn't they? No, that simply would not do. Not at all. When one was as elite as Felix, he kriffing well deserved some kriffing privacy.

Therefore, Felix wasn't at his restaurant. Not today. He had more...private matters to tend to. Private matters to tend to from his own kriffing private forest and the mansion built within. Over his years of brokering political favors, both legal and illegal, Felix Christensen had amassed great wealth. Great enough to buy a dilapidated skyscraper slated for demolition and urban renewal at a cut-rate price, raze it, clear the ruins, and transplant a forest to shield his newly-built mansion from prying eyes. Oh, how Felix valued his privacy. Oh, kriff yes he did.

The mansion itself wasn't huge. But each and every one of its three stories and sixteen thousand square feet was decked out in opulent decoration. Artwork hung in wrought-cortosis frames. Furniture was hand-crafted out of gold or gemstones that could have been broken up into perfectly fine lightsaber focusing crystals. Felix's opulent business looked like undercity scum and trash next to the creature comforts he reserved for himself. Oh, if a politician truly needed to be wined and dined, if Felix stood to collect a vigorish of millions of credits for his legislative brokerage services, oh truly, the wining and dining would occur here.

Of course, such opulence required opulent security arrangements as well. Forty acres of densely planted forest--a quarter-mile by a quarter-mile--surrounded the mansion, shielding it from prying eyes. Of course, a forest on Coruscant was a very unusual thing, so a fifty-foot electrified fence generally kept the riff-raff out. Forty acres was a lot of ground for six HK-50 security droids--brought up to date with the latest and greatest security upgrades--to cover, so of course motion sensors alerted the resident security forces to any threats. A couple of large, dark, tagged, and trained kath hounds also patrolled the forest, searching for any intruders.

It was behind these layers of security that Felix Christensen luxuriated, unaware that some criminal riff-raff was searching for him...

 

[Bad Wolf]

Getting to Felix's mansion meant either hiring a sky speeder are snagging a swoop, His Mobquet Flare S swoop was stowed back on his ship, so he headed back that way, made good time to. The undercity by far the easiest way to travel if you needed to get some place in a hurry, it beat the rush of the sky lanes, Jack sped through the undercity at a very unsafe speed but when your Swoop was Customized for "Racing" then there really was no such thing as an unsafe speed.

Jack pulled up onto the main street and stopped in front of Felix's art gallery, pulling out his scope he scanned it real quick, Not enough security to warrant the kind of items Jack was after, but this didn't mean there wasn't something inside worth snagging, Jack dismounted and went to have a look around, Inside were a few works of art that might look good in a gallery but nothing to incredibly fancy, nothing that would fetch him any decent credits, so he left, yeah he was taking his time looking around and covering every angle but Jack had an ace up his sleeve.

A dark eye probe droid had been launched from his ship the instant he put down, and his mechanic was scanning all the data it relayed to her, and she was in turn relaying all that data back to Jack, it wouldn't be long before they had pin pointed the right place, Jack found the Mansion at least the decoy mansion, again not enough security, all in all Jack spent 4 or 5 hours driving around before his droid found the right place, and this was very much the right place no one had that many HK droids unless they had something to hide, Jack sat and watched right outside the front gate, he was waiting for the right time to move, some kind of distraction that would pull attention away from him, he needed an explosion...

 

[Skorn]

Rein'ena Looked down this had to be the right place after all the data she had said he hid in a forest. She landed her "borrowed" speeder in the out skirts of the forest. She was not trying to draw to much attention to her at least not yet. She did not mind hiking through the woods at least not to get a chance like she was now.

According to the data this area was patrolled by HK droids. She wanted to disable one and bring it back with her and rewire it to make it her own personnel body guard. Not only that she had a task ahead of her and she wanted to get to it before the other guy. She pulled out her vibro blade for just incase she needed to cut and vines out of her way.

It took her a hour and a half to cut her way to the fence around the Mansion. She did not quite yet leave the cover of the trees. She was waiting she knew this would be the tricky part. As she waited she saw a HK droid walk by. She still did not go in. Some thing told her wait and so she waited.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack paced back and forth in front of the gate, Jack was thinking to himself Explosion, explosion, explosion that's what I need a good loud big fancy explosion, the kind that came when.....Jack took off at a run, he found a speeder a cab by the looks of it socked the man behind the wheel in the jaw with the butt of his pistol, got in and turned the vehicle around, aimed it at the side wall of the mansions outter wall he then grabbed his swoop and tied it to the back bumper,he then sent the cab flying into the wall at full speed, yeah the guy inside will probably die, not my problem, as the cab crashed into the wall and exploded, Jack shot the line holding his swoop to the bumper, revved the engine and shot clear over the gate, leaning to the side so that the swoop gave him cover from any incoming fire should they droids bother to look up.

Little known fact about security guards and soldiers, they never look up, why do you think the monsters in horror movies always hide in trees or rafters.

at any rate Jack rocketed over the fiery debris and came slamming down hard on the ground sliding to a stop he spun around and rolled off the bike using the momentum of his landing to send him towards the mansion, he ducked into the bushes and waited for any sign of trouble.

 

[Bad Wolf]

((Bump))

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

(OOC: Kalen pointed out that my last post only covered security for the outside, sowwehs. For the record, shark tank was Kalen's idea...lolol)

Explosions. Oh, yes, those would tend to attract the attention of sensors, alarms, HK droids. Especially when they breached the electrified fence surrounding Felix Christensen's mansion. Someone had to pay for the expenses of having it rebuilt to specifications! With their lives! And by having judges bribed to authorize forfeiture of their assets!

"Meatbag intrusion in sector six! Set weapons to meatbag stirfry!" If HK droids had facial expressions, this one would bear a shit-eating grin from ear to ear. HK droids existed to kill meatbags; their programming commanded them to relish in the splattering of organic blood. Tonight would be no exception!

The rustling of leaves easily registered upon the HK droids' aural sensors--three of them began to converge near the trees that seemed to generate the rustling. More accurately, the trees that harbored the unwelcome intruders. These HK droids need not concern themselves with the law, with any notion that the law might impose a duty to not harm trespassers. Why worry about such things, when Felix Christensen would simply bribe the judge to rule the other way? The other three HK droids continued patrolling the other side of the perimeter, wary for any possible flank attack against their owner's property. However, they could provide backup if needed.

"Come out, come out meatbag, wherever you are!" The three assassin droids nearest the intrusion moved closer, deftly using the forest for cover. They fired at the rustling they heard, into the bushes and into the trees, seeking to flesh the intruders out into the open for prompt elimination and disposal. If the HK droids didn't get to their prey, the two kath hounds now sniffing the air to find the disturbance would...

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Of course, the explosions outside had triggered alarms inside. Poor Felix! Someone wanted his stuff! He bolted upright in his bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. No, this would not do, not at all...

"GUARDS!"

No, whoever was come for his stuff, they could not have it. Not at all. The four additional HK droids he had for interior security duty--just in case--immediately clambered to Felix's bedroom, at their master's beck and call. It was very important to find out what the master needed--as if the alarms did not provide enough of a clue..

"RELEASE THE HOUNDS!"

"O Noble Christensen, the kath hounds are already out on patrol. I am sure they will enjoy their dinner of intruder meatbag steak."

"Good, then get the sharks ready for dinner!"

"Oh yes, Noble Christensen!" The HK droids spoke in unison, some kind of sadistic smirk evident in their mechanical voices. The mansion had a thick glass floor for the foyer area, underneath which was a shark aquarium that could be shot to give any unwelcome intruders an unpleasant surprise. For valued guests, however, it made quite the impressive display. Felix had just ordered his security to squirt some blood into the water to get those sharks in a feeding frenzy and ready to devour the intruders--he had blood stockpiles on hand from some of his shadier dealings. "We will get right on it!"

Meanwhile, while Felix had hired the galaxy's finest interior decorators to plaster his walls with exquisite works of art worth millions of credits, even that was but pocket change to the aristocrat who brokered galactic legislation like it was nothing more than penny stocks for his very opulent living. His true wealth lie concealed in a vault, a vault that was very hard to reach. It had the best security systems money could buy, and was biometrically tied to Felix's biometric identifiers, so hacking it would prove extraordinarily difficult. But it was exposed to the roof, though the tree canopy from the forest obscured that fact from aerial reconnaissance. The intruders would have to learn that weakness on their own--and it would help if they brought a powerful laser cutter equivalent in strength to a lightsaber with them.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack stayed hidden in the bushes he heard the HK droids fire into the brush near him and could all but see the Maniacal droids grinning as they shot and called him meat bag, well 2 could play at that game.

think Jack think, they're droids my EMP grenades should make short work of these droids that was a fact, and a sonic grenade should at the very least disable the hounds long enough for me to either kill the animals or simply neutralize them and move inside, shit what if the droids are shielded, EMP would disable their guns at that point.

thinking on his feet was something Jack was good at, activating his personal shield generator he stood up and held his hands up in a surrender status, the grenades hooked on his fingers were cleverly hidden behind his hands, as he stepped out of the bushes he spoke almost like this whole thing was a game to him.

"Ok ok you tin cans caught me, guess your just better than me."

Jack bowed elegantly and as he did he flicked his hands and sent the grenades flying towards the droids, 2 EMP grenades, 1 Flashbang, 1 Sonic Grenade and last but not least just for show a simple fragmentation grenade, it meant he only had 1 EMP 1 flashbang and 1 Frag left on his person, he ducked to the side and dove through the front window as the grenades went off, drawing his revolvers he rolled to a stop and slammed his back up against a wall keeping the entrance to the room and the window in front of him so he could shoot what ever came through the door or the window.

 

[Skorn]

Rain'ena heard a load bang come from the opposite side of were she was hiding. This was it the thing she was waiting for. She new it had to be the other smuggler who caused the explosions. Just as she drew her blasters there were a series of more explosions. What was going on? She had no idea and did not want to find out.

She looked to see if any more HK droids were coming around but she saw nothing. At least for now she did not. She ran up and put her back against the wall. She looked in the window the place looked clear. Aiming at the window she shoot the glass out. Just as she was about to jump into the window three HK droids came running in her direction. "Great just what I need stupid droids." She thought to her self but then again she did want to try to disable one and reprogram it to be her body guard.

Jumping int the window as a volley of blaster fire came at her, she quickly found cover and returned fire. She hit one of the droids square in the face and it fell but she figured it was just playing dead. She ducked back into her cover to try and gain a battle plan. After all these droids were supposed to be the best assassin's in the galaxy.

 

[Skorn]

((OOC="Just wondering when we are going to pick this back up?"))

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

OOC: Geez guys. During the beginning of the month, I actually have shit to do. Which means I don't necessarily have time to get to every post same day...no I haven't forgotten, chill.

Skorn, I have a problem with the last paragraph of your post, namely that I am NPCing the droids, not you. How do you know the droid was even near the window? Please strike the part of your post that calls damage to my droid.

Jenna, please delete your second post so that I can actually defend (which I will, once Skorn edits).

And both of you, please chill with the constant pressure to post. I'm in about half a dozen threads with my actual PC as well. NPCing isn't as fun when there is constant pressure to post every time I wake up after I had just posted before going to bed the night before.

 

[Andreus Makaryk]

Jack let loose his assortment of grenades. The three HK droids around him snickered in unison. Who hooked multiple grenades to their fingers before throwing them all at once like that? It certainly didn't seem an accurate way of throwing them.

The fragmentation grenade bounced past one of the HK droids before detonating harmlessly behind him; the sonic grenade actually struck the HK right before Jack, but its detonation had little effect because assassin droids had a far wider auditory range programmed into their auditory sensors than most organic species could handle (and even if the droids did lose their hearing, unlike organics, they wouldn't be stunned in pain from it). The EMP grenade detonated in front of that same droid, but as Jack had feared, the HKs were shielded against EMP weapons. However, that droid's weapon would now be useless.

The HK unit grinned sadistically as it cast the useless weapon down to the ground.

"You will have to do better than that, meatbag--now instead of burning a smoking hole through your head, I get to break your bones and rip your squishy, meaty innards all asunder!" The HK advanced menacingly, prepared for a melee fight, while the other two droids took positions surrounding poor Jack.

"That is, if my two friends don't fry you first!"

The other two HK droids opened fire on Jack as the 'disarmed' HK stepped closer to beat him up...

Meanwhile...

Rain'ena blasted a hole through one of the mansion's windows. The maneuver immediately set off shrieking alarms, well before she had managed to jump through it. It also, not surprisingly, drew the attention of the HK droids inside, as one of the three HK droids patrolling the outside of the property near where she had broken in had to duck behind cover of forest to avoid getting struck by her shot. Nevertheless, the two other HK droids patrolling outside and not preoccupied with Jack wanted in on the kill, and returned fire through the window. Surely, the walls of Felix Christensen's mansion could handle a few blaster marks. Paying to have those painted over was certainly better than the HK droids letting random looters take Felix's stuff, oh yes it was!

Meanwhile, the four HK droids assigned to internal security duty scrambled to meet the threat that had breached the window--and they knew exactly which window. Over their own comlink frequency, they planned and coordinated, so that Rain'ena would find two of the hunter-killers coming from each side, weapons leveled at her, cutting off her escape. The hall on this floor went around the perimeter of the mansion; Rain'ena was a good two rooms away from any hall that bisected it.

The four HK droids saw that Rain'ena was armed. Which meant she was a threat to Felix Christensen. Which meant weapons free. The droids seemed to grin sadistically.

They activated their shielding, which wasn't all powerful but could take a stray shot or two--and then they subjected their prey to a brutal crossfire.

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jack dropped to the ground spinning in a circle as he did, fast drawing his blasters and letting loose a torrent of blaster fire, as he got to ground level he rolled forward firing his blasters to either side of him, rolling forward and popping up into a stand he bolted into a dead run, firing over his shoulder, he jumped spinning in mid air so his back faced the window he was aimed at, he fired both pistols at the droids, then fired one shot into the window as he flew through it, he landed and rolled slamming his back up against the wall.

"Well now that was fun, let's not do it again."

Jack looked at the hole in his hat, and stood up, suddenly his leg hurt, damn droid had got a lucky shot in, a grazing wound across his upper thigh but damn did it sting, Jack moved further into the house and ducked into the first room he came to, looked like an office of some kind, sliding a bookshelf up against the door, he proceeded to scan the interior of the office, finding not much of anything worth value except an intricately carved rancor tooth capped in gold, that now sat comfortably in one of jack's pockets, Jack climbed up onto the book shelf, he knew the droids were coming soon, sliding his goggles on and plugging them into his belt so he could see he slid his handkerchief up over his nose and mouth, he shot the window behind the desk and then popped the cover on the vent shaft and climbed through making sure to close it behind him, the whole area was now lit up and outlined in yellows and oranges, he moved as quietly as he could through the vent until he found another opening and could peer through it.