Sandra lays in bed, a long shirt is all she wears as her legs are crossed, a foot tapping in the air as she studies a document on Nulaa’s Second Form lessons. Sandra hums lightly as she reads and suddenly there is a knock on her door. She blinks and wonder who knocks as she puts on a quick skirt and a proper shirt.
Sandra walks over to the door and an oddly well dressed fellow holds out flowers for Sandra.
'Miss, I see you walk by every week when I return from work and we share the elevator ride up every time. You stand there so calmly and quietly. And sometimes I look at you and you perk a shoulder ever so gently. You are a goddess walking amongst mere mortals.
“Covert operatives have a hard time dating. Even if you find someone who does mind that you will not talk about your past, or that you carry a concealed weapon…they usually want more than you are able to give.”
‘Um…that is quite sweet of you. You are kind to bring me these. I am not really a good candidate for a girlfriend. But ah…is there anything else I can do for you?’
The man sighs lightly as his romance is gently let down, but then he looks up at her again
‘Actually, well, I saw a fellow with a Lightsaber walk in here a day ago. Do you think you can ask the Jedi for help for me? You do not carry a lightsaber, so I know you may not be able to personally help, but if you see one…can you ask one to help my sister with an issue? She lost credits to a con artist in an insurance scam. The guy’s name is Richard Kim. Blonde fellow with a slick smile.’
‘Well um…where does she live…?’
‘Thank you!!! Here is her address. Send one of the BUFF Jedi you know, alright? Thank you! Oh here…flowers for you, beauty~’
‘…Thank you.’
She blushes a bit and goes to put them in flowers before leaving. The fellow leaves for now. Sandra sighs and wonders what they even think a Jedi looks like. A “buff” jedi…right.
Sandra spends a few moments interviewing the sister…
‘Tell me about your problem, Miss…Casey?’
The mid aged woman wipes her eyes and tends a black eye
‘This fellow offered me some insurance saying that the colony is dangerous right now. I thought, it is a good idea because of how much damage the Duskhaven fellows did when the colony was raised. I was so frightened! Some people lost their houses or property or even their lives! I wanted to be prepared! So, I gave him the credits I had and I never heard from him again. When I went to find him, he punched me in the face and sent me away! They took 4000 credits from me!’
‘I see. Well ah…thank you for telling me your story. I will see the Buff Jedi help you. Sit still and give it a few days…’
‘Thank you, miss! What is your name?’
‘Sandra…’
‘Miss Sandra, I hope you can get their help. I am sure a scam is the least of worries on their list of things.’
Sandra nods and gets up, smiling with some reassuring eyes
“Con artists and spies are both professional liars. Cons do it for the money, and spies do it for the flags, but it’s mostly the same gig. They run operations, they follow security procedures, they recruit support staff and issue orders.”
Sandra goes to Racing Jim’s Bar in a sexy short dress of blue satin. She pulls up the dress line where her chest shows and sighs at the horrible functionality of these kinds of outfits. Regardless, she makes way to the bar and smiles adorably. Sandra scouts the room and notes the single man with women around him with the most expensive wines. He fits every description of the man.
She makes her way over and smiles so brightly. Sandra takes a glass and pours some wine with a smirk to him. He sends the two blondes away and leans back in the couch, looking closely at her legs, up to her emerald green eyes.
‘And what brings a delicious rose like you here this evening? I don’t think i’ve done anything good enough to have a chance to pluck you. Name’s Richard. What is yours, my sweet?’
Sandra giggles and leans closer, her legs just an inch away from his own. She gazes deeply into his eyes.
‘I am Casey Dana. I hear you have a lucrative business that I would just love to be a part of.’
‘I sell water coolers, babe. We’re not hiring right now, but if you need a place to sleep over a few days, I might be able to help with that, sweet rose.’
Sandra smirks and raises a brow. He slides a hand onto her thigh casually as he leans closer. Sandra whispers…
‘Please, do not play coy. I know all about your insurance scamming. I have your biggest score to date. I just need a partner who can help me pull this off. I just got out of prison you escaped from last week and I heard you were the man. I need that kind of man, mm~’
‘I just sell water coolers, little rose. Sorry.’
Two Republic soldier walk in to have a drink. Sandra turns away from the soldiers and leans over closely. She pulls out a blaster from her purse and shoves it into his ribs.
‘I cannot be seen here. But I cannot leave either without a deal. So let’s make one. You let me in the team and I let you live. Or I leave, and make some noise over here, and they take you back to prison. So how about we leave together and laugh like friends, yes?’
He winces, they stand, they put arms around each other and walk out of the building. Outside he stares at the sexy redhead. He sighs and nods.
‘Fine. I have a ship at the docks. Come by tomorrow. Here is my address. No funny business, rosie…’
Sandra winks and waves as she skips away. She fires the blaster in the air and laughs as she vanishes from his sight.
“No matter how good your cover identity is, you’ve gotta sell it, and that’s not always easy. Sometimes you have to decide just how committed you are to pretending you are who you say you are.”
Sandra comes over in a rather sexy short blue dress, looking like she came from a party or something. She knocks on Lucas’ door.
Lucas opens the door and welcome her in with a smile.
“Hello, what is the occasion?”
‘I need…a sniper.’ she says rather straight
‘I see, well why don’t we sit, and you give the me full details of what you need, but I think I can accommodate that.’ He nods.
Sandra tells Lucas she is going to steal some information from Richard the Con Artist’s house tomorrow and needs a sniper at an exact spot at the edge of the colony where she plans to get rid of Richard’s insurance scams and send him packing. Lucas nods along, getting the details of exactly what the intent of the shot is, and and any potential complications. Sandra notes that she needs him to keep the fellow away from her and to give her some time to escape before the Republic comes running to arrest the fellow and his crew.
‘Just camp on top of the North building at exactly 2pm. They will come from the South street. A quick job! I can give you some credits for your time, of course. Shoot out any speeders they come in. That is all! Sound good…?’ Sandra smiles kindly
‘Easy enough and yeah sure, a fair share of whatever you are making sounds fair.’
He shrugs a bit seeming a bit dismissive of the fee.
‘Stopping a speeder shouldn’t be too difficult, and if he stays troublesome, I will make him keep his head down till someone snags him.’ Lucas adds
‘Thank you…! I will see you in a few hours then?’
‘Well, I will see you at least. Not sure how visible I will be if you are running away. Afterwards we can meet.’ He grins.
Sandra smiles and stands, flattening the annoyingly tight dress and sighs as she heads out.
‘Now to get out of this annoying outfit. Who can breathe in these things?’
The next day, Sandra comes to the fellow’s fancy ship dressed in a fairly normal outfit. The ship stands with a grand view of the port and pleasant woods. Sandra looks surprised that a ship could be so fancy. They chat about the potential deal they could make. There is nothing unique about the conversation as they simply sip wine and make notes over documents used for such scams. Setting up everything was easy. But suddenly Richard gets a call on his comm and he motions that he is going outside and leaves her alone with the datapad.
‘He really left me alone with his Datapad? Idiot…’
Sandra jacks in to the Datapad and uploads everything she can from the Datapad. His password was…password. She gets all she needs and resumes looking her part as Richard returns. The talks go on another hour before she leaves to set up the next part of her plan.
Later that evening, Sandra sends a meeting time to his Datapad, with a bit of the information she stole.
‘That lying prick! She stole from me?! I’ll kill her! Then i’ll ship the parts to every corner of the universe! AHHH!!!’
“When something serious is going down, it’s a good idea to show up nice and early so you can see the ground and assess the situation.”
Lucas is set up on the building he says he will be on with a Sniper Rifle. Sandra is just standing in the middle of the street with some shorts on, a simple shirt and sunglasses. Three speeders pull up and four heavily armed fellows point blasters and rifles at Sandra.
‘WHERE IS THAT INFO? I’ll never leave prison again with those on record! Just give it back, i’ll pay you a nice sum, and we can all walk away. How does that sound?’
‘Nah. How about…you give up now. I already transferred the credits you stole back to everyone. Security is on their way in about 40 seconds. Maybe you should all run.’
The crew all try to get on their bikes, but Lucas shoots out the motors of each bike one by one, then moves over their sight. Having turned their backs on Sandra, she was already gone o where ever she took off to. The sounds of the security force pulling up makes Richard shout and throw his blaster on the ground as they surrender.
‘Oh my, oh my! I suddenly saw my account of credits return and I was so excited! Thank your friends for helping me out! I really appreciate it.’
Casey and Sandra’s admirer stand together as they look quite happy now that their credits are returned.
‘Good luck in your lives…and um, make more informed decisions later on. I hope you all have a lovely week.’
Sandra’s admirer comes over and hugs her tightly. She winces a little and pats his back
‘Thank you, Sandra. Tell your friends they are amazing.’
Sandra smirks a little and just nods as she makes her way out
Finally home, Sandra sits on her bed and removes her boots. She sighs lightly and lays back on the bed, her legs just hanging down and waving back and forward.
“Running an operation, you can’t let personal feelings get in the way. It’s about planning and execution. Not about being angry. Dealing with people who make you sick to your stomach for doing what they do is all part of the job. You need to keep a cool head and buckle down your emotions. This was needed for a Jedi to do, but even more so for a spy. As much as I just wanted to beat down the Con artist for ruining lives, it was not the way to go. In the end, it is about the success of people having their lives back.”
Sandra smiles up at the ceiling and sighs pleasantly now and closes her eyes. She did not forget that she would pay Lucas a bit for his help and perhaps a drink for his time. His help was just what she needed as a non-force user. A force user would likely have just gotten in the way. She was sure that he saw enough of the capture of the troublemakers to be satisfied with his own work.
Meanwhile…Sandra slowly falls asleep. Credit going again to “The Buff Jedi”.
