Setting:
Correlia, during the OT.
Story:
Seth Greco was a thief for a long time. He retired after getting caught for the first time. Now he's rounding up the gang for one last job.
Rules:
-No godmoding
-No one post killing
-No controlling other characters
-Post bio in first post
Bios:
Name
Occupation
Special Skill (only one):
the following can also be put in, but aren't necessary:
Alias
Age
Bio
Apperance.
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Name: Seth Greco
Alias: Jokemaster
Occupation: Retired
Special Skill: Planning
Bio: A master thief with a knack for planning thefts with presicion and lots of back-ups.
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Greco waited in the abondoned warehouse for his old gang

[Do we all have to talk like Cockneys? :D ]

Name: Milo K'leta
Race: Bothan
Occupation: Slicer
Special Skill: Photographic Memory
Bio: A slicer with many aliases, does all the research for Greco's schemes, including several that could not be done. Often found beating people at Sabaac using his memory skills to count cards and remember which ones his players must have had. Always found carrying a King of Sabers.

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*Arrives at the Warehouse*

"Greco! It's been a long time. 1,834 days, three hours, two minutes and 33 seconds, to be precise. How have you been?"

((No, though it is allowed.))
Greco: Fine, how's your luck going, you still holding on to the King?

"As ever, human!"

*Holds out the card*

((OK, just one thing, the only thing this has to do with either movie is the name.))
*Greco smiled, Milo had had it for as long as he could remember.*
"Heh, when are you getting rid of that old thing, or trade it for something of worth"

"The neutrinos of fate spin in the right direction around this card, Greco. It'll keep me alive as long as I got it."

Name: Rebecca Young
Alias: None
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: Unknown (in appearance, looks 17)
Apperance: 5' 2" tall, long thick blonde hair usually pulled away from her face, blue eyes, weighs 110 pounds, wears all black form fitting suit
Occupation: Assassin
Special Skill (only one): Excellent hand-eye coordination
Bio: An expert assassin, Rebecca is rarely caught. While Greco hasn't really had any assassinations for her to deal with, her hand-eye coordination makes her good at just about any violent activity. It is this that has made her useful in the gang.

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Rebecca walked into the warehouse, instantly taking note of who was there. She then pulled back into a corner. Greco new that she didn't like much interaction with other beings and simply said hello. She responded in kind and stepped back into the shadows even further. Her black clothes made it difficult to see her there.

"Ahhh, Rebecca. I remember you being able to do that better. Or maybe I've learnt to take even more notice of my surroundings.

So what's the plan this time, Greco?"

"The difference would be in yourself," Rebecca said sharply. "My skills have not decreased."

Greco: You kids gonna bicker, or do you want to know what the job is?

"You could have told us at any time once we were both here," Rebecca said, her mood still sour. "So what did you call us here for anyway? I was taking care of some business, but you insisted this was urgent."

As she spoke, she came out of the shadows and moved toward Greco. Her eyes were fixed on him as she waited for his answer.

*Greco took out some photographs and put them on a table.*
Greco: A couple of days ago this *points to a huge safe riding in a speeder protected by 4 squads of stormtroopers* arrived. It was under enough stormtrooper gaurd to occupy a city. Inside are at least 100,000 credits, probably more. They're being transported here *points to an Impirial base sitting on top of a mountain*. That base is supposed to be inpenetrable, that's why no one else will be attempting to steal the safe. I have however discovered what may be a weak point. Before I go on, I need to know whether you're in or out.

For the first time since she got there, Rebecca smiled. It was brief, but it was there.

"Sounds dangerous enough to keep me interested," she said. "Tell me more."

Greco *turns to milo*: What about you?

(Hope I'm not too late to join in :D )

Name: Craig
Occupation: Mercenary
Special Skill: Incredible Speed (includes weapon usage)
Alias: None
Age: 21
Bio: A lone mercenary, usually working for the highest bidder. He has been a long friend of Greco, though, as have done several jobs for him before, and was glad to accept a job from him once again.
Apperance: Black "vest" (see Character profile thread) and a red coat. Around 6 feet tall, silver hair that almost reaches my shoulders. A large sword rests on his back and two handguns in holsters.

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A familiar voice came out from the doorway. "Tangling with Imperials this time eh? Sounds good."

He walked in, his silver hair stopping its waving from the wind outside. He looked at the other two in there, having the pleasure of working for both of them in previous jobs with Greco.

He looked at Milo and smirked, "Hello Milo, how's your luck holding out?"

He turned to Rebecca before Milo could answer, "Stubborn and self centered as usual, I take it?"

Greco: Finally, someone to help me keep them from tearing each other's throats.

"Heh, don't worry, it's my job to prevent you from doing that.." replied Craig in a humorous tone.

Milo: Who is tearing? And of course I'm in. I remember the Empire occupying Kothlis.

*Holds up the card and does some finger tricks with it.*

Rebecca shrugs. "Tearing? Why not? In some cases it's fun. I promise to stop when you tell us more."

After saying that, she gave Craig an evil glare.

Greco: OK then. I've found out, through sources that will remain anonymous, that the officer of that particular base is him. *Takes out a photograph of a man in his late 30s with black hair in an imperial uniform* Col. Rankin Hulic, he has a bounty on him, by the rebels, to be taken *looks sternly at Rebecca* alive. First we have to disable the security system. We can't simply disconnect the electricity, cut the wires, or jam it. That means we'll have to enter undercover. We need to get some uniforms or something that can get us in there without being noticed. We can either assault one of the imperial supply convoys, or a supply center. The choice will be voted on, now. So cast your votes, and any questions.

"I say supply center," Rebecca says after giving Greco a long glare for looking specifically at her while saying 'alive'. "It's more dangerous and therefore more fun."

She grins.

Milo: I concur. I can slice into a supply centre. I also have some recent codes that might be useful.

Greco *to milo*: I don't think I want to know what you were cooking up when I called you. What'd you get the codes for anyway?

Name:Zach Derano
Occupation:Merc
Special Skill :Lightsaber handaling
Bios:A Jedi Merc once not knowing that he was a jedi.

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*A blaster bolt is firedered into the air* You thought you were going to with out me Greco?

A small knife flew through the air and managed to slide into the barrel of Zach's blaster. Rebecca sighs as she realizes who it is.

"You always were one for late arrivals," she says sourly. "And surprises. Next time, that knife will be in your arm."

She tosses a knife up into the air and catches it by the hilt.

Ahh Rebecca you were always good with aim but remember I knew you were going to do that.*Flashes his saber*

Greco: If somebody farts you guys will kill each other before the person who did it says "Excuse me"

"Then hold it in," Rebecca growled. The rest of them burst into laughter and Rebecca looked at each of them. Then she sighed.

"So I end up being a source of entertainment," she said. "Forgive me. I've had a rough day."

Milo: I was thinking of a little "reverse enginerring" to the holonet....

Hey, Zach. How's it been?

Not to bad making some creds here some there how you've guys been?

Greco: Dragging myself out of a calm life on Mon Calamari and back into the life of looking over your shoulder.

Milo: So where's the depo? I remember a small one being located at a small outpost on Tatooine.

*Notices looks from the others*

All right, I was working for the Rebels. Galaxy might forget that Empire Occupied Kothlis, my homework, but I remember. I remember for everyone.

Greco: This one's located right outside one, no one can go into the outpost without uniforms, so they put it outside so the soldiers couldn't say it's lost

*Takes out a device* We might need these. Invisible cloking.

Greco *half jokingly half seriously*: Who'd you steal it from?

From Scar Da Kookie a Bounty Hunter. Tried to make mea deal not to kill him but I did tried to shoot rockets after he gave me these.

(hey I've been gone for a few days can someone fill me in on whats going on?)

((Basically Crocker revealed the first stages of his plan, Derano arrived, we decided that we will assault the supply center not the convoy, and I said where the center is.))

(alright.. mind specifying the location? Im too lazy to go up and read all the posts)

Craig just shook his head and didn't accept the invisibility cloak.

"Don't need it, I'm a mercenary, I'm trained to blend in..."

(Btw, Reclaimer, No offense, but punctuation and spelling come a long way in making your sentences more readable.)

((Outside an imp outpost))

Milo: I think these would be fun *Takes one*. You do realise of course that the moment you activate one of these you'd go blind?

Not with these. *Takes out a kindof googles* These let you see with those on.

"I prefer not to rely on too much technology," Rebecca said. "It has a way of ' wearing out' quickly."

Greco: Correct, that'll be a backup, we can't rely on technology.

*Making the chip fly back to his hand* Alright.

"So now that we have that figured out," Rebecca said, suddenly feeling impatient, "when are we going to get moving? I still have another job I've got to finish and that one has a time limit."

"We can go either today or tomorrow. How long does you job last? We're gonna have to do this at dusk"

Milo: That's going to be difficult. Remember that Tuskens and Krayt dragons are more active at dusk.

Greco *grinning*: And they'll provide the cover we need.

"I have two more days to complete my job," Rebecca said. "I've already spent one day on it."