The corporate shadow war between Blackwell Technologies and Czerka Corporation was a long known whisper in the galactic underbelly. Less of a whisper and more open chatter in the boardrooms of the various galactic mega corporations.
Yvon was generally opposed to monopolization, philosophically preferring the idea of free market and open competition. The _idea_. They liked the idea of the credits Blackwell was willing to pay them even more.
It was for this reason that Yvon sat in a seedy hotel surrounded by electronics on the capital of Telos IV, the supposed location of a Czerka Hunter-Killer droid factory that was their target. The goal, infiltrate and upload a Blackwell provided dataplague to the factories mainframe… far easier said than done. They had spent the weeks prior scoping out the planet, infiltrating the local holonet to scoop up relevant data. Satellite mapping, shipping schedules, client and employee listings. A plan, in its infancy, was beginning to form in the slicer's mind.
There was of course an unknown factor that needed to be accounted for, Yvon's partner in this mission. Ability and temperament needed to be gauged, background sussed out. Trust earned. It was no easy thing getting in, and more importantly out, of a factory full of assassin droids.
And so Yvon waited for the arrival of their unknown partner in the seedy hotel room, sitting quietly as readouts splayed across the screen. The epidermal disguise they wore over their face was mildly uncomfortable, but it was a small price to pay to appear as a slight human male. Dark locks of dyed hair hung lankly just above their blue eyes as they say their in a black hoody and sweatpants, skin tone dyed hands typing away easily at the keyboard as they generated several correspondences for their plan.
@Panda Hermit 98 @The Good Doctor
Yvon was generally opposed to monopolization, philosophically preferring the idea of free market and open competition. The _idea_. They liked the idea of the credits Blackwell was willing to pay them even more.
It was for this reason that Yvon sat in a seedy hotel surrounded by electronics on the capital of Telos IV, the supposed location of a Czerka Hunter-Killer droid factory that was their target. The goal, infiltrate and upload a Blackwell provided dataplague to the factories mainframe… far easier said than done. They had spent the weeks prior scoping out the planet, infiltrating the local holonet to scoop up relevant data. Satellite mapping, shipping schedules, client and employee listings. A plan, in its infancy, was beginning to form in the slicer's mind.
There was of course an unknown factor that needed to be accounted for, Yvon's partner in this mission. Ability and temperament needed to be gauged, background sussed out. Trust earned. It was no easy thing getting in, and more importantly out, of a factory full of assassin droids.
And so Yvon waited for the arrival of their unknown partner in the seedy hotel room, sitting quietly as readouts splayed across the screen. The epidermal disguise they wore over their face was mildly uncomfortable, but it was a small price to pay to appear as a slight human male. Dark locks of dyed hair hung lankly just above their blue eyes as they say their in a black hoody and sweatpants, skin tone dyed hands typing away easily at the keyboard as they generated several correspondences for their plan.
@Panda Hermit 98 @The Good Doctor
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