Log:The Fence gets in on it.

Sirus brings a chip to Alana

OOC Date: November 10, 2015
Location: Alana's home
Participants: Alana Zee, Sirus Yume, Shadow Syndicate

When Sirus arrives, Alana is in the company of two human females, one skinny, shoulder-length greasy dishwater-blonde hair, a bad complexion, and one plump, unwisely squeezed into a corset that reveals rather too much for (anyone else's) comfort, long thin ponytail down to her waist. They're sitting on cushions, Alana having gotten up to let Sirus in. Alana is talking, "So you're sure he'll have the diamonds with him?" she says mildly. The greasy blonde nods rapidly. "Yeah. He always does on Katunda, he goes to deposit them at the bank in his box." Alana smiles.

Sirus has been walking around the planet for a few hours and smoking himself silly. His eyes drift around the room for a moment as he lights a fresh cig slowly. He is not talking yet listening to it all with a soft smile. He lifts his water bottle from the inside of his jacket to his lips slowly.

Alana Zee closes and silently locks the door. "Forgive me, I haven't made introductions. This is Brila," the blonde, "and Aila," the plump girl. She doesn't introduce Sirus. "Brila is a cleaner for the offices of a certain diamond merchant here in Nar Shaddaa. Aila is her friend. I think she came for moral support. Or perhaps to share the credits I promised Brila for information about his route to and from the bank, times, his guards, everything. Five hundred credits, I think, was the agreed-upon amount." Aila smirks nastily. "Actually," she begins, "the price just went up to a thousand. Or her boss might just find out someone's been asking." Alana's smile doesn't flicker. "A thousand," she repeats mildly. "That's a lot of money. Is that a thousand apiece, or will you share it?" She's walking over to her desk, opening her purse and starting to count out credit chips.

"Well that is a very wise move. I mean honestly blackmail is a great tactic when used correctly." Sirus sighs softly with a smile at the girls with a quick flick of his wrist out of nowhere pops out his knife."I mean how were you going to inform him and also telling the perosn you are blackmailing about it great plan." The dagger is quickly under his finger nails of his left hand cleaning it slowly with a smile at them."I love your brass balls little girls." He then looks them in the eyes for a moment his silver eyes now cold with no emotion."I mean your at her house and asking for double the money for a job already discussed....."He then sighs softly moving towards them slowly the knife now down at his side stoping in front of them a distant away."So how about this we pay you due to your rude demaner half of it 250."

Brila's pale brown eyes go very large at the sight of the knife, and she scrambles back, pressing herself against the wall. "Um...." she stammers. But Aila moistens her lips, standing with a sneer. "Who are you, Zee's hired thug?" From her sleeve a little blaster is drawn, a tiny snub thing that might give Sirus a nasty burn but nothing more. "We're gonna go. Come on, Brila, let's leave." But Alana is behind her, and suddenly is holding a vibroknife at Aila's plump throat. "Drop the blaster," Alana advises in an icy voice, and the plump girl quivers, eyes wide with fear. She moistens plump painted lips, and then the blaster clatters to the floor. "Look, I was only joking...." Aila stammers.

"I'm no-one hired thug." Sirus's eyes glint with pleasure and then he shakes his head slowly."Do you need them alive AZ...."His words are soft and then he steps towards them slowly with a shake of his head."I have not hurt anything in a bit and leaving that to my brother...." He then sighs softly watching the girl with the blaster for a moment picking it up slowly with a frown."Also get a real weapon.....this is a piece of shit."

"Don't worry, Aila, /I'm/ not going to hurt you." Alana lowers her blade and walks over to the trembling blonde, Brila, reaching up to brush a finger over her cheek. "You're pretty, Brila. My colleague is right, though, about Aila's gun. It's a piece of shit blaster. But maybe inserted down her throat..." she suggests, and as Aila's eyes widen in sudden renewed fear, Alana says coldly, "Sirus, be my guest. We have the information we need." And her fingers close around Brila's throat, squeezing hard. Brila lets loose a gurgling choke, hands flying up to claw at that constricting grip.

"I will make a deal with both of you...."Sirus looks at Alana with a soft smile and a wink."Quit that job and go leave this planet. I never want to see you two again and if I do you die....I have lots of eyes in lots of places." He then slides out his money slowly with a smirk at them taking out the credits handing them each 250 with a smirk."There your 500 credits use it to get the fuck off of my planet." He then runs the knife quickly through the air and it vanishes."Let them go AZ and I came to talk to you about something else."

Alana regards Sirus with an impassive gaze for a long moment. Brila squirms and chokes, her face purpling, her eyes bulging. But then Alana releases her, and she drops to her knees, massaging her bruised throat that is already starting to show the marks of Alana's fingers. Aila snatches her credits and takes off, not waiting to see if Brila will follow - no honor among thieves, it appears. Brila wheezes for breath, but Alana grasps her hair and hauls her up, pressing the credits into her fingers, and then aids her exit with a boot to her skinny ass. Then she recloses and locks the door and sighs heavily. "The fat one will talk, Sirus. You can see the greed in her eyes."

"Well then and you have been paid and abandon....."Sirus leaves the words in the air and then he drops down in front of her with a soft smile."Now talk or die....."He then looks into her eyes with a smirk on his face and then he is rocks back and forth on his heels."So then little fat girl.......Tell me all your little secrets and then I will let you leave here alive and with credits and still get the fuck off my planet."

Aila gulps. "I...I don't have any secrets. I mean...I'm a maid at one of the spaceport hotels. I'm just a maid. I mean..." she flushes with embarrassment, glancing at the locked door, definitely wishing she was on the other side of it right now with Brila, who is probably half-way to the spaceport by now. "I cheat on my boyfriend," she swallows. "Is that what you mean?"

"Oh do you suck a lot of cock little whore?" Sirus laughs softly with a shake of his head and then points to the door. "Get the hell out of here and I think Alana has what she needs...."He then shakes his head slowly watching her for a moment."Damn no honor amongest little theives these days."

There's a flash of anger in Aila's eyes as she turns, thinking herself at the doorway. "If you want your cock sucked, ask Zee to do it for you," she sneers, and turns to go. Alana watches her, then remarks softly, "Now I will kill the fat whore," she murmurs, starting forwards.

"If you wish to....I don't care but we need to talk..."Sirus shakes his head with a frown."If you want I can have my bodyguard outside due it and but how are you?" He then sighs softly with a shake of his head watching her go.

Alana Zee shrugs and lets Aila go. "I'll find her fat ass and shove that blaster down her throat," she mutters. "So what do you want to talk about? I'm fine," she replies easily. "I think we should take out this diamond merchant, relieve him of his merchandise next week."

"I came to see you and we have never truly talked Alana more then once or twice." Sirus watches her for a moment and taking out a silver case filled with cigs hand rolled of course."Want a smoke..."He opens it slowly with a flick of his wrist and then offers her one after taking one himself."I will send someone to help you with that if you wish. Been trying to keep my hands clean lately...."He then lights it lsowly with a flick of a match against his boot for a moment."I don't know you well and that is why I wanted to stop by."

"Just send someone to bring her fat ass here and I'll do the rest," Alana says, accepting the smoke and the light, breathing the smoke away from him. Her eyes are on him, though. "I appreciate the thought. You want a drink? I have some Corellian brandy." She heads to the kitchenette, opening a cupboard and producing a bottle and a couple of clean glasses.

"Sure I would love some brandy." Sirus sits down slowly on a chair watching her for a moment and exhaling the smoke into the air."So then Alana how has business been?" He then exhales the smoke into the air again this time it is blue and the first time it was red and it changes colors with exit of air."So then do you still work for Raim or more freelance now?"

"Business goes well. The markets I deal in are flourishing, especially with the recent uncertainties with Hutt politics." Alana smiles, but it isn't a pleasant smile. "Let's get this straight, Mr Sirus. I never worked /for/ Raim Shah. I worked /with/ him for a while. Now I guess you could say he burned that particular bridge so yes, I'm freelance, although of course I pay my dues to the Syndicate." She does, too, and if we need to actually OOCly transfer credits at some point that'd be swell.

"Well I have a job for you and I need to you to come with me and my brother....Someone brought us a warehouse filled with stolen stuff." Sirus laughs softly watching her for a moment with a wink."So then want in on this and you will get a cut and I need to pick out what can be fenced quickly." He then exhales the smoke into the air again this time it is a bright blue with a smile."I know you work well and quick and with great skill. I have heard good things about your work."

"Thank you." Alana smiles, pleased. "Of course, I'll come and take a look. When and where?" She taps the cigarette ash into an empty glass, probably a drink given to the recently departed Aila. "What sort of 'stuff'?" "Corporate supplies and they dealted in as it was explained to me medical arms and legs and other such items." Sirus exhales the smoke slowly watching her for a moment before leaning over to tap his own cig out in the glass."But it will be going soonish not sure yet and I'll come grab you when it is game time." He slides out a chip slowly out of his pocket and handing it to her a copy of the one he got from Siya."There you go and everything I have on it...."He then exhales the smoke again slowly with a wink at her."Glad you are sticking around and I liked you the only times we have meet and also you do good work."

Alana Zee grins, cheerful and irrepressible. "I'll see what I can do. So you're keeping your hands clean? You should get them dirty once in a while," she offers with another wry smile, "it's more fun sometimes to let your hair down. But yeah." She makes the data chip go away. "I'll come and see what you have. What's the gameplan? You need a gameplan. You can maximize profit, but you'll end up holding on to some of the goods for longer, which is increased risk. Or you can dump it all fast, but you won't get a good price for it. Depends how hot it is."

"I have places to hide goods little one." Sirus looks at her for a moment with a wide smile."I have quiet a few little hidey holes and don't worry about that. Ever wonder why we run an art gallery so many boxes in the back." He then exhales the smoke slowly into the air for a moment and then he rubs his neck slowly."Also why I have penthouse and why I own a tabac shop and have a private hanger." He laughs softly and his feet twitching on the couch slowly."I buy things to hide things in plain sight and more then one place."

Sirus laughs softly watching her for a moment and then winks at her."For a moment I thought you were coming on to me." He laughs softly and standing up slowly with a soft sigh."But sadly I know have a girlfriend and I just trashed my home and so I need to go get that taken care of." He shakes his head slowly exhaling the smoke."The life of a crime lord never ends."