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(Why do I feel like this lucky streak is gonna crash and burn :D) Seri very nearly breaks her mask at the sheer shock of her tactic working once again. She manages to maintain her steely gaze, leaning forward with a stern expression. “Good. As. You. Were.” She turns quickly on her heel, not...

Kriff. Kriffing kriff. Seri screws up her face, wincing, clutching the rifle at her side like a security blanket, and then steps out in from of the woman. “Hey, you.” She adopts the same imperious, commanding tone as before, attempting a similar trick. “We just had a new haul come in - the...

Seri takes a moment, trying to stay on task and not get distracted. But she can’t help peering over the closest items. She barely knows the right end of a rifle, but having one could very well help as a deterrent if she runs into trouble… She grabs the most compact looking choice, slinging it...

Seri slips inside on the heels of the other women, casting her eyes around to get the lay of the land as she enters. She realises too late that she’s not sure how big this ship part is, and hopes she’ll be able to carry it off without too much trouble. She makes her way around the edges of the...

Seri can hardly believe it’s worked, and after a moments pause to take in her success, she quickly makes her way inside as well. She throws a follow-up glare at the two women for good measure, then takes in her surroundings, eyes searching about for a likely location for her target.

Seri steels herself, and prepares to take what might just be the dumbest risk she’s ever attempted. She adjusts her neckline, heightening her already generous cleavage, and adopts a confident swagger, her chin raised. rounding the corner, she looks the pair dead in the eyes, and takes in the...

Seri feels a swift thrill of panic, freezing up for a moment, unsure of whether to move ahead, or turn back. Paralysed with indecision, she lingers, and tries to pick up what she can from the conversation between the two - any useful information, or insights she can use.

She feels slightly embarrassed - of all things - as she realises the nature of the doors. With a frown and another sigh, she abandons her attempts, and continues her route around the building, now searching for a back entrance, or possibly access to the roof, moving a little quicker now as she...

Seri hisses in frustration as she finds herself blocked by the door. She gives it a few experimental shoves with her shoulder, then casts her eyes around, searching for anything she might be able to use to pry the locked door open.

Seri takes a wide approach, keeping to the shadows, moving as quickly and quietly as she can, keeping the six gangers in sight for as long as possible. She heads for the side entrance, keeping her slender body tight against the walls and corridors of her surroundings, approaching the doorway...

Seri keeps to the shadows, quiet and observant. She takes her time, watching the six carefully, trying to get a read on any habits or behaviours, anything that she might be able to use, if she risks a direct approach. Otherwise, she takes in as much as she can of the building itself, searching...

The only thing close to valuable she has on her is the credit chip. And she’s not letting that out of her sight. Seri throws her hands up in surrender, scowling and shaking her head. Relenting, she agrees to the deal, setting off without the slicing equipment. She heads for the location...

Probably would have been easier if he’d made me suck him off. Seri grumbles to herself, suppressing an audible groan, and a frustrated eye roll. “Oh less than ten. That’s fine then.” She grits her teeth. “Alright, deal. Look, why don’t you give me the gear now - it’ll make the job a lot...

Seri arches an eyebrow, instinctively folding her arms across her chest as she assumes an exasperated expression. “So you want me to take on a gang? I’m not exactly armed to the teeth!” She grimaces, already trying to figure some way to approach this, before realising she still doesn’t have...

She’s aware she’s low balling him considerably, but she’s also aware that his asked-for price would make her funds plummet - and this is before she’s paid for transport off world. Seri narrows her eyes, cautious, but not altogether disheartened by the suggestion. “That could work… what kind of...

Seri wrinkles her nose as she realises the way this is going. She’s annoyed enough at the Bothan to refuse, and walk away, but she’s come this far… Her cheeks tint with colour as she considers that smile, and what it implies. She’s been feeling so confident, so in control, that the idea of...

Seri frowns, a little annoyed by his amusement, despite the softening of the tension between them. “So we both benefit from this, don’t we?” She arches an eyebrow, jabbing a finger down on the counter. “I’m looking to spend reasonably, or else I can just walk away. So c’mon, let’s work...

Seri blinks at him, processing the extravagant mark-up. After a moment, she collects herself , leaning a little closer, with a sweet smile fixed on her face; one that does not match the cutting edge in her words. “Listen.” She coo’s, “I understand that you’re probably not at all used to...

Seri takes a pause, and summons her confidence as best she can. It’s not like she’s hurting for credits, she just doesn’t want to end up getting swindled out of them any quicker than she can spend them. She sets her hand on the counter, leaning forward herself with an arched eyebrow. “Let’s...

Seri drums her fingers on the counter, a little more uncertain now. “I was hoping to get my hands on some slicing gear. Uplink, maybe a hacking deck? Got anything like that?”