Dandoran, Doran System, Hutt Space
Secure Room near Auction Room 475B, Western side of the Garganta Galleria Casino Hotel
The fires were still burning. Black pillars of smoke covered most of the horizon. Plan B had been a success in that it had truly thrown everyone, quite literally, in some cases. The Neti would have preferred if Plan A had worked, they’d have walked in - made some smalltalk with the other guests - purchased some items and left without making too much noise. Plan B on the other hand had included the hijacking of the orbiting pleasure yacht and crashing it into the main casino complex as a diversion. It had worked… a bit too well. The ship’s armour had made itself into a blade instead of a rock. It was last seen puncturing the casino’s central hall and smashing through the decorated stone floors into the service tunnels below where it had hit something crucial. The detonation of the Kalevalan Star Yacht’s enhanced power generator had not helped prevent what historians would surely one day describe as a catastrophic cascade of explosions that had rippled through the complex.
Turning off his saber, the Arconan calmly placed it back on his belt before removing a jewelled signet ring from a fresh corpse that partly lay at his feet, “Ooh, Shiney!”
A chirp from his comlink prevented any further looting. “An interdictor, you say? Act of Piracy, you say? A small sized insertion team, you say? Urgent mission, you say? You don’t say?” Turning to leave the smouldering corpses in the “now” secured panic room, Ood wondered why nobody made their secret rooms lightsaber proof.
With a jaunty bounce to his step, the old Equite began to move towards the Retributionist gathering area. He had a team to meet and a plan to make. Already several possible infiltration tricks were starting to bubble up into his mind. “Oh, hello there!” Ood shouted towards a now visibly startled Trooper in what appeared to be Severian Principate scout armour. After unclipping his saber hilt and a small flourish to get it to clear the arms of his slightly cumbersome cloak, a pillar of silvery white light rose to meet several angry red energy bolts aimed at his chest. Deflecting the blasts into the scorched ceiling, the Neti began to slowly advance towards his opponent, “You shouldn’t feel bad about failing to notice the 11ft tree wandering around this hallway, I’m quite good at hiding myself and making myself appear to not be where I in fact am. It’s a gift really, and quite a good party trick considering my size.” His opponent had not stopped firing, yet the shots were all deflected to the damaged ceiling above the soldier. As a rather large part of it finally gave way, the scout trooper had just enough time to look up and curse before being struck down by it.
VIP Lounge off main casino floor, Central hub of the Garganta Galleria Casino Hotel
As Ood walked into the Retributionist Forward Command, he quickly made his way to the more secure sideroom. A Dejarik table had been retrofitted into a makeshift command table and dragged into what had once been a staff access room. “The western auction areas are mostly clear. Severian scum are beginning to probe it with scouts but I’ve collapsed the more obvious entry points so we should be somewhat secure on that side. Oh, I also ran into a few other guests of the Hutt, since we’re not taking prisoners due to our implementation of Plan B, I killed them. I did bring you their signet rings, with some DNA attached, so we can ransom the families after this is done. I’ll go pop them in one of the freezers at the bar so they don’t spoil too much,” Ood stated as he gazed upon Quartermaster Nervitt. After receiving a nod, he moved out of the room in order to find a cooling unit for the “loot” before going to look for the First Mate, who apparently had a team and a mission for him.