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It was about 12:30 AM in the particular District of Coruscant, meaning that the clubs and bars were all packed, buzzing with activity. Chastity was making her way to one of the higher end establishments known as Club Talisman, infamously known as one of the places favored by many successful criminals. They often used the privacy of the club's back rooms to conduct business, and Chastity was on her way to do just that. After she'd contacted her most recent employer, a man whom she only knew a Tanner, they'd agreed to meet there in order to carry out the exchange.
As promised, she'd retrieved the data drive that Tanner wanted from the security deposit box on Corellia. The rate had been set at forty thousand credits, which was twenty-five more than it had cost her to put the operation together. Hiring a competent team, bribing the right people and purchasing all of the equipment had just about drained her personal bank account dry, but it was a calculated risk that would soon be paying off. Chastity was already visualizing all of the magnificent clothing and jewelry that she was going to spend some of her prize on, though she still planned on saving at least half of it.
She stepped out from the taxi wearing a sparkling red and gold sequined dress, a pair of strappy stilettos and most importantly a sleek black clutch which contained the data drive. She greeted the large, four armed Besalisk working the door with a smile and a playful wave as she walked by him, skipping the line completely since she was a regular. It probably didn't hurt that she looked great in addition to that. Gracefully maneuvering her way through the energetic crowd, Chastity made it to the elevators which would take her to the 4th floor where most of the private lounges were located, including the one that Tanner and his boys could be found in on most nights. In fact, he rented the room out so often that he'd even gotten the club manager to move a desk in there.
Room 44, second one on the left when going down the hallway which was on the other side of the dance floor. There was another guard watching the entrance to the hallway, although this one was human and Chastity had never seen him before. Apparently he'd been alerted that she would be showing up, though, as he moved the black velvet rope blocking the way before she'd even uttered a single word. She knocked on the door of room 44 and was promptly let in by one of Tanner's bodyguards, but she was surprised to see that the boss himself wasn't actually present.
"Well, well, if it isn't our dear Chastity, fashionably late as usual!" exclaimed the very dapper gentleman sitting behind the desk.
"Sebastian," Chastity acknowledged his presence unenthusiastically, not even bothering to pretend to like him. Sebastian was Tanner's second in command, a nitpicky and generally all around obnoxious bastard, but she had to admit that he was at least quite crafty and good at his job. "Where is he?" she asked bluntly.
"Probably still at the morgue by now, darling, nice of you to ask," Sebastian replied smugly before picking a nail file up from the desk and putting it to use on his impeccably manicured fingertips, not even bothering to look up at her.
"I see..." Chastity's reply betrayed a slight sense of concern over the revelation, as it meant that she now had to deal with the arrogant twat sitting in front of her instead. She remained silent for a moment, thinking of how to properly approach the situation. The only thing that she was pretty confident about was that Sebastian had probably orchestrated his superior's death.
"Anyways, I won't be needing the data that the boss - I mean former boss - sent you to fetch, so be a good doggy and run along now."
Chastity still didn't really know what to say. It wasn't surprising that Sebastian would try to pull such a stunt, as he'd always been a snake, but she needed those credits or else she'd be left with nothing but a bunch of files that nobody else had any interest in. She'd always been able to sweet talk Tanner into letting her get her way, but it was quite obvious that Chastity was about as far from being Sebastian's type as possible - namely because she was a indeed a woman. "Listen, that's actually not how things work. If you're taking over as Tanner's successor, then you're also covering any debts or contracts that he may have had," she tried to reason while sounding quite firm in her position.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, being his typically insufferable self, but before Chastity could get another word out she could feel the two thugs behind her getting closer. She tired to turn and leave but it was already too late. One of the two monstrously large men grabbed both of her arms, spinning her back around as she struggled in vain to break free. She could have screamed, but it would have been pointless since the rooms were all soundproof.
Placing himself behind Chastity, the gorilla pinned both of her wrists against the small of her back and shoved her down against the desk roughly. Once she was bent over with her chest pressed firmly against the piece of furniture's hard surface, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing Chastity's head backwards far enough for it to be considerably uncomfortable. She was left with no other choice than to look up at Sebastian, who'd gotten up in the meantime and produced a chrome handgun from one of the desk's drawers.
"You slimy son of a -" Chastity was cut off as Sebastian shoved the barrel of her gun into her mouth, dropping the thin veil of civility that he'd been maintaining until that point. She froze instantly, her eyes wide with fear and shock as he leaned in a bit closer to her.
"Now you listen while I explain how things work in the real world. I have power, I hold all the cards. You're just an irrelevant whore who nobody gives two credits about, and I happen not to like you, so I'm finding it very difficult to come up with a reason not to blow your pretty little face off right now." Sebastian's tone was both venomous and mocking, and he was even moving the barrel of the handgun around in Chastity's mouth just to taunt her further.
At once terrified and immeasurably frustrated, she could do nothing but fight back tears while the sadistic crime lord made up his mind on whether she would get to live or not. As that was happening, the second thug that had been in the room decided to go outside and make sure that nobody would disturb his boss. As he stepped out into the corridor, he bumped into a young man that happened to be passing by, presumably on his way to another one of the private lounges. The door remained half open for a few seconds while the colossal bodyguard took the time to shove the younger man out of the way and warn him to watch where he was going before finally shutting it.
As promised, she'd retrieved the data drive that Tanner wanted from the security deposit box on Corellia. The rate had been set at forty thousand credits, which was twenty-five more than it had cost her to put the operation together. Hiring a competent team, bribing the right people and purchasing all of the equipment had just about drained her personal bank account dry, but it was a calculated risk that would soon be paying off. Chastity was already visualizing all of the magnificent clothing and jewelry that she was going to spend some of her prize on, though she still planned on saving at least half of it.
She stepped out from the taxi wearing a sparkling red and gold sequined dress, a pair of strappy stilettos and most importantly a sleek black clutch which contained the data drive. She greeted the large, four armed Besalisk working the door with a smile and a playful wave as she walked by him, skipping the line completely since she was a regular. It probably didn't hurt that she looked great in addition to that. Gracefully maneuvering her way through the energetic crowd, Chastity made it to the elevators which would take her to the 4th floor where most of the private lounges were located, including the one that Tanner and his boys could be found in on most nights. In fact, he rented the room out so often that he'd even gotten the club manager to move a desk in there.
Room 44, second one on the left when going down the hallway which was on the other side of the dance floor. There was another guard watching the entrance to the hallway, although this one was human and Chastity had never seen him before. Apparently he'd been alerted that she would be showing up, though, as he moved the black velvet rope blocking the way before she'd even uttered a single word. She knocked on the door of room 44 and was promptly let in by one of Tanner's bodyguards, but she was surprised to see that the boss himself wasn't actually present.
"Well, well, if it isn't our dear Chastity, fashionably late as usual!" exclaimed the very dapper gentleman sitting behind the desk.
"Sebastian," Chastity acknowledged his presence unenthusiastically, not even bothering to pretend to like him. Sebastian was Tanner's second in command, a nitpicky and generally all around obnoxious bastard, but she had to admit that he was at least quite crafty and good at his job. "Where is he?" she asked bluntly.
"Probably still at the morgue by now, darling, nice of you to ask," Sebastian replied smugly before picking a nail file up from the desk and putting it to use on his impeccably manicured fingertips, not even bothering to look up at her.
"I see..." Chastity's reply betrayed a slight sense of concern over the revelation, as it meant that she now had to deal with the arrogant twat sitting in front of her instead. She remained silent for a moment, thinking of how to properly approach the situation. The only thing that she was pretty confident about was that Sebastian had probably orchestrated his superior's death.
"Anyways, I won't be needing the data that the boss - I mean former boss - sent you to fetch, so be a good doggy and run along now."
Chastity still didn't really know what to say. It wasn't surprising that Sebastian would try to pull such a stunt, as he'd always been a snake, but she needed those credits or else she'd be left with nothing but a bunch of files that nobody else had any interest in. She'd always been able to sweet talk Tanner into letting her get her way, but it was quite obvious that Chastity was about as far from being Sebastian's type as possible - namely because she was a indeed a woman. "Listen, that's actually not how things work. If you're taking over as Tanner's successor, then you're also covering any debts or contracts that he may have had," she tried to reason while sounding quite firm in her position.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, being his typically insufferable self, but before Chastity could get another word out she could feel the two thugs behind her getting closer. She tired to turn and leave but it was already too late. One of the two monstrously large men grabbed both of her arms, spinning her back around as she struggled in vain to break free. She could have screamed, but it would have been pointless since the rooms were all soundproof.
Placing himself behind Chastity, the gorilla pinned both of her wrists against the small of her back and shoved her down against the desk roughly. Once she was bent over with her chest pressed firmly against the piece of furniture's hard surface, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing Chastity's head backwards far enough for it to be considerably uncomfortable. She was left with no other choice than to look up at Sebastian, who'd gotten up in the meantime and produced a chrome handgun from one of the desk's drawers.
"You slimy son of a -" Chastity was cut off as Sebastian shoved the barrel of her gun into her mouth, dropping the thin veil of civility that he'd been maintaining until that point. She froze instantly, her eyes wide with fear and shock as he leaned in a bit closer to her.
"Now you listen while I explain how things work in the real world. I have power, I hold all the cards. You're just an irrelevant whore who nobody gives two credits about, and I happen not to like you, so I'm finding it very difficult to come up with a reason not to blow your pretty little face off right now." Sebastian's tone was both venomous and mocking, and he was even moving the barrel of the handgun around in Chastity's mouth just to taunt her further.
At once terrified and immeasurably frustrated, she could do nothing but fight back tears while the sadistic crime lord made up his mind on whether she would get to live or not. As that was happening, the second thug that had been in the room decided to go outside and make sure that nobody would disturb his boss. As he stepped out into the corridor, he bumped into a young man that happened to be passing by, presumably on his way to another one of the private lounges. The door remained half open for a few seconds while the colossal bodyguard took the time to shove the younger man out of the way and warn him to watch where he was going before finally shutting it.