Another heist complete, anouther item stolen this time a energy reseptor that could take out an entire block. Planet Dumarr never saw it coming, the latest work of materialization from a Gamma pod to a switch code that formed matter from nothing to something, a work of art, more or less God's work in the hands of a mortal it made him laugh at the prospect, the figure of a gentleman sitting comfirtable in his speeder, not making his way back to his hideout, planet side. A released sigh escaped his lips as he made his way towards Besphid a planet that has a visible core, a planet that also shows Gamma fog, Besphid is also known as the Ghost Shell due to the late wars that had taken place destorying the planet from the inside out, planet cracking never helped much either greedy eyes befalling this Titan sphere that floated through out space.<br/><br/>Another sigh, pale hands touched the keyboard that imprinted his name. "Welcome William Winters." A smile crossed his lips, his purple eyes gazed to the view that was shown across his window, the liquid trenched his thirst leaving a new drips to run down his chin, he was tired and it had been a long time since he had spelt. Anouther sigh time it was for longer, he hated the prospect of his clients. "Well, this jobs done at least..."