Kara had helped Gareth Zaa Fenn to finally weaken the Blackened Jet Empire to such an extent they begrudgingly agreed to come into the fold. However, her exploits as a member of the Zaa Fenn Crime Family weren't what she was known for. She had a lot of successful bounties on her name, including a political assassination and successful frame job. As a fixer she was well known and discreet. She didn't rush into meetings with strangers and made sure her hands were clean. These days she could do all that from inside her office behind the quick-draw cantina.
Problem is.. she was bored.
Millions of credits in her account. A gang of bodyguards making sure she got into any club she wanted and could rough up anyone that even looked at her funny. She had access to the best drinks, the best spice and the most exclusive massage parlors. The thing she missed was waking up in her own puke, having to resort to the cheapest noodles on Byblos and beat up hustlers with Val just to be able to get enough credits to survive the night. Now that was thrilling.
There was no denying that she was good in bribing senators, scamming Sith Lords and making shady deals with corporations. Thing is. Walking up to a scumbag, placing a vibro-knife against his third leg and taking away his well-earned credits had been much -much- more fun. It was the risk of being able to lose everything, including your life, if you gamble failed. Or maybe it was just nostalgia.
"[...] L-E-O-4-0-4 [...] REAL NAME KARA LOK [...] DAUGHTER OF ------
wait, what!? Kara's liquor glass almost cracked under the force with which she threw it back on her desk as her hands and eyes glued themselves to her datapad. "The kriff, this-" shouldn't be possible. Someone just sliced into a highly encrypted KnowOnes network and discovered the real identity behind the LEO404 handle. Her handle. Her identity
"[...] AUDITION [...] ASSASSINATION [...] WE'LL BE WATCHING
A download started and instead of trying to stop it, Kara just fell back into her chair. What the kriff was happening. Audition for what? Whose assassination and who'll be watching? Download completed and her target popped up:
Wait, Kara had seen this bounty before. It's on the Proletariat Bounty Board and she did remember what the other hunters said when she bagged her first bounty from it: "Genoharadan recruits from among the hunters here". Was this an audition to join the Genoharadan? Kriff, if so she couldn't let anything here up to chance and she had to made damn sure she wouldn't fail or be recognized even in success. Wasn't that the charm of this elusive group of extraordinary bounty hunters and assassins?
For a good ten minutes Kara was pondering her options. She had her own crew of Crymorah-affiliated mercs and a lot of contacts in her communicator that would love to have her owe them one. Kriff, no. If this was an audition then she would have to show up for this one herself. Small crew, work off the information given or work out a good spot to snipe the illustrious Hutt from a distance. Magha Desilijic was one of the most powerful clan leaders in the Hutt Cartel. Going in blasting was not an option.. not even for the late and legendary Preef Callo.
Val, Covax, HK-24 clearly weren't up for the more incognito kind of work. Davik was good to steal and smuggle, but Kara didn't trust him to be accurate with a blaster if he needed to be. Gareth and Aska were too high profile. No, for this job, Kara had an old acquaintance in mind that was both discreet and a killer. She messaged Edin.
Four days later she send her personav codes to Edin so he could track her location and took a speeder ride to the beach overlooking the sea of cantonica. They said this was the place Preef Callo made his first 'splash' and hopefully tonight it would make hers. She lit up a scented cigarra while she waited in silence. Calm before the storm and maybe even the last quiet moment in her life. Kriff.. she missed that feeling.
@Sreeya
Problem is.. she was bored.
Millions of credits in her account. A gang of bodyguards making sure she got into any club she wanted and could rough up anyone that even looked at her funny. She had access to the best drinks, the best spice and the most exclusive massage parlors. The thing she missed was waking up in her own puke, having to resort to the cheapest noodles on Byblos and beat up hustlers with Val just to be able to get enough credits to survive the night. Now that was thrilling.
There was no denying that she was good in bribing senators, scamming Sith Lords and making shady deals with corporations. Thing is. Walking up to a scumbag, placing a vibro-knife against his third leg and taking away his well-earned credits had been much -much- more fun. It was the risk of being able to lose everything, including your life, if you gamble failed. Or maybe it was just nostalgia.
"[...] L-E-O-4-0-4 [...] REAL NAME KARA LOK [...] DAUGHTER OF ------
wait, what!? Kara's liquor glass almost cracked under the force with which she threw it back on her desk as her hands and eyes glued themselves to her datapad. "The kriff, this-" shouldn't be possible. Someone just sliced into a highly encrypted KnowOnes network and discovered the real identity behind the LEO404 handle. Her handle. Her identity
"[...] AUDITION [...] ASSASSINATION [...] WE'LL BE WATCHING
A download started and instead of trying to stop it, Kara just fell back into her chair. What the kriff was happening. Audition for what? Whose assassination and who'll be watching? Download completed and her target popped up:
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Name: Magha Desilijic (NPC)
Wanted: Dead
Bounty: 75,000 Credits
Contractor: Anonymous
Wanted for: Alleged assassination of her husband
- Target is a ranking member of the Desilijic Hutt family
- Target is known to keep a particular hungry Rancor
- Target often is surrounded by guards
Wait, Kara had seen this bounty before. It's on the Proletariat Bounty Board and she did remember what the other hunters said when she bagged her first bounty from it: "Genoharadan recruits from among the hunters here". Was this an audition to join the Genoharadan? Kriff, if so she couldn't let anything here up to chance and she had to made damn sure she wouldn't fail or be recognized even in success. Wasn't that the charm of this elusive group of extraordinary bounty hunters and assassins?
For a good ten minutes Kara was pondering her options. She had her own crew of Crymorah-affiliated mercs and a lot of contacts in her communicator that would love to have her owe them one. Kriff, no. If this was an audition then she would have to show up for this one herself. Small crew, work off the information given or work out a good spot to snipe the illustrious Hutt from a distance. Magha Desilijic was one of the most powerful clan leaders in the Hutt Cartel. Going in blasting was not an option.. not even for the late and legendary Preef Callo.
Val, Covax, HK-24 clearly weren't up for the more incognito kind of work. Davik was good to steal and smuggle, but Kara didn't trust him to be accurate with a blaster if he needed to be. Gareth and Aska were too high profile. No, for this job, Kara had an old acquaintance in mind that was both discreet and a killer. She messaged Edin.
To: Edin Frost
Edin, it's Kara. Got a Job for you. Big Payday. Meet me in Canto Bight in four days.
Edin, it's Kara. Got a Job for you. Big Payday. Meet me in Canto Bight in four days.
Four days later she send her personav codes to Edin so he could track her location and took a speeder ride to the beach overlooking the sea of cantonica. They said this was the place Preef Callo made his first 'splash' and hopefully tonight it would make hers. She lit up a scented cigarra while she waited in silence. Calm before the storm and maybe even the last quiet moment in her life. Kriff.. she missed that feeling.
@Sreeya
