<strong>Name:</strong>Rabme Sedila (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286356.msg14091616#msg14091616)<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b0/Female_w_Duster_and_Gun.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>0/12<strong>Strain:</strong>0/13<br/><strong>Soak:</strong>3<strong>Conflict:</strong>0<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Observing the Bongo, then on it's doorstep.<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>All.<br/><hr/>She observed the Bongo from her perch on high, from an ill-used walkway serving as a travel route between two nearby towers.  She looked down through the lens of her holocamera and took recordings of the Bongo- she'd been recording other buildings as well, from other vantage points, hoping to look less like a spy and more like a tourist.<br/><br/>She certainly felt out of place, as a tourist might.  This wasn't a hunt like any she'd been on before- not open plains, nor enclosed, warm jungles, nor tall, ice-choked mountains, and yet like all three.  The tall towers with the cold, fierce winds and the hot, moist exhaust from the building ventilators, the long sight-lines from building to building occasionally interrupted by airspeeders howling past like great beasts, and the swarm of people, the bustle and the noise of the Vertical City... it was all just about enough to overwhelm a girl who grew up on anthropological and xenobiological expeditions.<br/><br/>But here she was, not only out of her depth on a mission with a black-ops group that refused to go black, but actually<em>theoretically</em>in charge- although Laeli probably wouldn't see it that way, and that was just find with Rabme; were it not for her resistance and independence, it could have been overwhelming in truth. Regardless, she had a mission, a job to do, and she couldn't afford to lose her focus in woolgathering.  She was having enough trouble figuring out what to do, figuring what the traffic in and around the Bongo meant.  She'd spent time in places like this, but not in the spires of Nar Shaddaa and the structure was throwing her off.<br/><br/>She did, however, notice something useful- an adjacent alley had a side exit, it looked like a service access.  She'd watched a gran and a near-human haul trash out of the door- the gran held the door while the human hauled it to the dumpster, presumably to let the human back in once the errand was done.  Getting in that way would be unlikely, but it might serve as a useful exit if someone wanted to avoid the front doors.<br/><br/>More, it looked like a way to shut the building down.  If some poor bastard came out the side and were to suffer a mischief, the observer would probably call it out, and the doorman would almost certainly lock down the front- and that might mean interrupting the Hutt's busy schedule.  Of course, they might also send out a couple of bruisers to try to clean up whatever mess there was- but if security was limited to a couple of fists outside and maybe two more enforcers inside, then there would be a vulnerability there.  "Damien, set up to cover the front door and the south alley.  I might need you for a distraction.  Trish, watch for our mark.  Laeli, can you slice?  I'd like eyes if possible," she said, intentionally ignoring her instructions to Vo to break away from Trish.  She trusted Vo's judgement on that, but she also knew she wanted Laeli doing more than just passing orders.  "I'm returning to the roost to pick something up.  I'll be stepping in shortly." She stepped away from the edge of the walkway, her holorecorder at rest, and made her circuitous way back to the ship.<br/><hr/><br/>Rabme wasn't an expert on fine wine, so she kept it simple- she grabbed a small rucksack to shove bottles of wine into- she didn't want to tap the entire source, so she grabbed three or four in a hurry, and then shouldered her Homesteader where'd she'd left it, before locking the ship down and returning to the frigid winds of the Vertical City.  She made her way along the walkways to the Bongo, hat pulled low and rifle slung, before she approached the doors- and the bouncers. She looked up with a smile underneath her hat. "Hey, this the Yuna Puna Bongo?  I wanted to ask the proprietor about a little business proposition," she said.  "I'm a freelance holojournalist, done some work with places like Republican Xenographic, but I've also gotten shots into... other publications, and I heard this place might be a good spot to get some shots- if your boss wants the advertising, that is."<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC actions and rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Including prior rolls here to collect them from the OOC channel- just to have it all in one place.<br/><br/>At 2018-05-13 14:18:02, Rabme (uid: 57335) rolls: 1d12 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=119400) Well.  That's another dark side point, naturally.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Skullduggery roll:</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Annaamarth rolled: 4d8<br/>Comment: Prof Prof Diff Diff<br/>Result: 7, 3, 1, 3, <br/>Total: 14<br/>Link here. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=119409) I wrote prof in the description, but I rolled d8s not d12s- the comment should read "Abil Abil Diff Diff"</div></div> for zero hits, one advantage.<br/><br/>For CURRENT events:  Inside the bag are several bottles of high-quality wine, Rabme's holopicter, and a datapad.  Rabme is attempting to bring those in under the pretense of being a pornographic holojournalist- which she has done in the past.  The datapad has a portfolio of her work on various holonet sites.<br/><br/>The rifle is unloaded.<br/><br/>The wine is intended as a "gift" for Chilu.  She does not expect to see him promptly, if at all, but hopes to chat with bartender, waitstaff, and maybe get fresh with a couple of them.<br/><br/>Assuming a difficulty two roll, I have<br/>Two ability dice at 8 and 6, (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=119814) one prof die with a 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=119815) for four successes, and two difficulty dice at 3 and 7 for 2 failures and 2 threats, (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=119816) resulting in a total of two successes, two threats, not counting any extra bonus dice for having a bribe or being desirable clientele, or setback dice for having a rifle.<br/><br/>Fuck these dice, amirite?</div></div>