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[Konn]

Konn

Konn had been assigned this job by the Zaa Fenn. They were making some plans to steal some corvette class ship and saw fit that he’d be one of the people to deal with the crew. Which made sense considering the Wookiee’s size and strength. And also the fact that he only really good at killing people. He and his accomplice for this mission had to take public transport to Bestine. Unfortunately neither of them owned a ship and Konn couldn’t even fly. To get their weapons aboard they simply bribed one of the guardsmen to let them aboard with them concealed. Corrupt guardsmen were always a good choice. Leaving the transport, Konn stretched his arms as he looked down at the human he was working with. Pulling out his translator he fiddled with it.

“Is this thing working?”

Konn said as he held down some buttons and the translator came to life translating his Shyriiwook into galactic basic for Tathun to understand. The Wookiee gave a happy growl as they walked towards where the Corvette was parked. They had planned their course of action beforehand.

“Lets get to that...cantina”

The Wookiee stopped himself from going into too much detail in public, realising that the loud translator would allow anyone and everyone to hear what the Wookiee was saying. The Wookiee growled in frustration at the device, as if this was the device’s fault. Konn continued walking, he wasn’t used to everybody being able to understand him in this way.

@Cyberius

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[Tathun Basanak]

Tathun glanced up at his newest partner as the device popped and squealed before the reverberating calls of the Wookie were translated in a monotonous tone, nice and understandable. He crooked a brow and couldn't help but grin. "It's working big guy." He chuckled as he bustled his way through what little crowd there was. Most shifted aside for the massive Wookie, Tathun just slipped along beside him and felt like a million credits. This was the life. New world, new job, strange partner the size of a Bantha and his Scatterblaster concealed under his cloak which folded neatly over the armour on his back.

He glanced over as the device translated once more, nodding. "Yeah, Cantina. I'm real er ... thirsty." He announced loudly. He wasn't known for his subtleties. He spared a glance upwards towards the drydock anchored in orbit above, the faint outline of their supposed prize stuck to the side of a spindly arm and clamped in place. He was glad he made the choice to keep his boots on the ground.

"You know." He started as they forged through the crowd, a small pulsing dot on his datapad in his hand showing the service shaft entrance that would lead them to the orbital elevator that was their objective. "I always end up paired with the big guys. First the Nelvaanian fella Rafe, now you. Starting to feel mighty small." He chuckled away to himself, obviously in high spirits as he fished a smoke from his belt and sparked it to life. He nudged the Wookie as the indicator on his datapad flashed more quickly. They were near.

Slipping down a side alley no more than twenty metres long and full of trash, Tathun breathed in the stench of garbage and sea-breeze. The sealed metal grate that covered the wall lead to their destination; after a few tens of metres of walking through service tunnels of course. He checked the alley, pulling out his Combat Fusion Cutter as he winked up towards Konn.

"Cover me while I get this door open. Oh, and I hope you don't mind a tight squeeze, I doubt these are made to Wookie specifications."

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[Konn]

Konn
Konn and the human walked together through the streets. People making sure they avoided bumping into Konn. Which was a good idea considering Konn’s short temper with random strangers. Glad that his translator was working, he had only recently made the thing and electronics could be temperamental. It could only translate between Shyriiwook and basic, but that’s all it needed to do. Konn grinned at Tathun’s comment on feeling small.

“I always get paired up with small guys. I’m starting to feel mighty big.”

The Wookiee joked. Tathun nudged Konn, indicating that they were almost there and he nodded as they rounded the corner into the alleyway. The place smelled atrocious, there was rotting food, rotting animal carcass and so much more. The Wookiee having a great sense of smell was practically overwhelmed by the awful stench. Covering his nose and nodding as he watched over Tathun. Letting Tathun get to work. The Wookiee let out a groan, the stench and now having to squeeze into something? What a sucky job. At least he’d get to break some skulls

“I don’t really have a choice”

No matter what, Konn had to fit into this access vent. Glancing over his shoulder at the thing, he nodded. He could just about fit in there. At least, he was 80% sure he could fit in there. Looking back over the alley he heard some footsteps and some talking. Gripping his bowcaster and readying it, he squinted his eyes. Luckily, whoever it was walked by and it was nothing. Grunting he covered his nose again and carried his bowcaster in his one hand.

@Cyberius

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[Tathun Basanak]

Tathun worked quickly as he cut through the durasteel hinges and drop-bolts. He was swifter than most when it came to scrapping things, his trusty Fusion Cutter making short work of the top hinge. He glanced over his shoulder as his partner grasped his Bowcaster, pausing a moment until the Wookie seemed to relax once more as he worked on the second bolt.

"I never seen one of them in person before." He cast a glance over his shoulder, nodding down towards the traditional Wookie armament. "They as deadly as they make out in the holovids?"

With a soft thunk the second bolt released from its housing, the grate dropping a fraction before Tathun caught it and laid it against the wall. Where the alleyway was an unpleasant mix of sea and trash, the service tunnel was all thick oil and grease, the yawning portal before them an inky, swirling black. He smiled at his handiwork, stepping to the side.

"You first big guy, I'll cover the entrance once we get inside. We're going left ten, right ten, left ten. Should lead us right beside the entrance to the orbital elevator. Probably best to try take out any guards nice and quiet, 'least until I can get that emergency recall activated. No use scaring 'em off early." He stepped once more to the side, allowing the Wookie passage as he prepared to follow him in and pull the panel behind.

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[Konn]

Konn
Konn nodded as he asked the question, pushing his translator close to his mouth.

"Yeah, they pack a punch. Pretty heavy too."

The Wookiee said as he crouched down and got into the vent. Konn kept in his head the directions Tathun gave him. Walking through the vent he went left, then right and the left again. Eventually the Wookiee would end up at their exit. Konn was incredibly cramped in this vent. It definitely was not made for Wookiees and this frustrated him a bit. The frustration he would be able to let out soon on some guards. Konn heard voices from up ahead, must be the guards near the orbital eleveator. Crouching even lower, the Wookiee stalked quietly towards the two chatting guards.

"Yeah so, when I was stationed on Coruscant there was this crazy guy who thought he was hot shit. Anyway, he would brag about how fast he could draw his blaster so my friend challenged him to a drawing competition, you'll never guess what this dope did."

"What? What did he do?"

"No, you have to guess man, thats part of aaalll the fun."

"Oh I dunno, did he uh shoot himself in the foot or something?"

"Huh...I guess you can guess."

Konn was now right behind them, raising himself to his full height he grabbed both of their heads and smashed them together with full force. The two guards were knocked out almost instantly and lowered gently to the floor by Konn. Looking around for anymore guards he didn't see anyone else. Seeing it fit to hide the bodies, Konn slung both of the men over either shoulder and carried them to the vent he had just left.

@Cyberius

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