ServPro Logistics.   Posted by The Shadowbroker.Group: 0
The Shadowbroker
 GM, 3 posts
 GM
Tue 4 Oct 2016
at 07:55
ServPro Logistics
This game will follow a different model than my previous ones wherein the crew was based on a ship free to roam the galaxy. In this game you will be placed on the most heavily secured planet available for open travel. Coruscant(now referred to as Imperial Center).

The crew is going to be part of a task force working for Black Sun. You will have a base of operations hidden in an a mid level of a speeder transport facility. The facility is required to have ceilings 6 meters high on all operation decks but their schematics list their ceilings as 9 meters high which is acceptable and up to code. In all reality the schematics are forged and the ceiling of both the floor below the hideout and the floor above the hideout are 6 meters high, allowing a middle floor that is technically nonexistent.

The characters all work for Servpro Logistics a transport courier company that handles speeder maintenance in house. There diverse service portfolio from package delivery to VIP transport to armored courier provides cover for a wide range of operatives however you are the only team operating here.

Due to the current climate of the galaxy 1 practicing force sensative will be allowed to the party and the party member cap is set at 6 people.
The Shadowbroker
 GM, 13 posts
 GM
Fri 7 Oct 2016
at 04:17
ServPro Logistics
*2 weeks ago*
A Tetan Guard Air Speeder Designated "Crown 1" was Transporting Senator Ralek of the Cato Nemoidian Delegation. Due to his position in the line of succession he was considered a high value target, justifying the armored transport. The company handling this transport was ServPro Logistics. Halfway through the journey a Framelight Airspeeder descended upon Crown 1 and assaulted it. A man, now identified as Caden Sunstorm was suspended by a wire hanging from the FLA(Framelight Airspeeder). The FLA aproached crown 1 and Caden placed a charge on the rear door, blowing it out. Once it was open he fired 2 shots from an energy bow, and threw both gaurds bodies out the back door. 30 seconds later he leapt out the back with an unconcious Senator Ralek strapped to him. 3 seconds later an anti vehicle mine detonated inside Crown 1 destroying it. Whilst swinging 150 ft below the FLA with an unconcious man strapped to him he fired a shot from his energy bow, hitting a 12 inch diameter security camera 800 ft away.
The Shadowbroker
 GM, 15 posts
 GM
Fri 7 Oct 2016
at 05:09
ServPro Logistics
*A secure data packet has arrived at the ServPro hideout from the shadowbroker*
As an expert authority in the realm of being pushed and pushing the hell back we have been tipped off as to the whereabouts of Caden Sunstorm and his Team. He is located at Mercury Heights Luxury Hotel, he has rented out the 122nd floor under a shell corporation by the name of Jira Security Solutions. This suggests both serious financial backing and serious security. Intel provides there there are 4 members of his team on site and the senators presence has been confirmed. 2 Members of his team are known players while the other two are new to the scene. In 6 hours an anonymous tip will be given to imperial forces. 1 Cargo truck speeder has been scheduled for maintenance and will be available for the operation. Markings have been removed and registration falsified. Exterior body pieces have been added to disguise it as a similar model vehicle. Sunstorm is a kill on sight hostile, as are his team. A driver is awaiting in the hideout, he does not speak and is armed.
*Please prepare for your operation in this thread in character*
The driver is sitting at the central table and relaxing before the op, he has a bag next to him and 3 visible weapons including 1 FDPS blaster pistol, 1 combat knife, and a snap baton. The most notable thing about him is the fact that he is sporting Corellian Bloodstripes, and a corellian military rank pin signifying his rank as commander.
Ovasu Ta'kina
 player, 14 posts
Wed 12 Oct 2016
at 02:03
ServPro Logistics
Ovasu Ta’kina had had a long night out at Cin’Ji’s Cantina, one of the few ones she had enjoyed in a long time. She had a few new colleagues at ServPro and was enjoying the company of their youthful enthusiasm. Far from being called a philanthropist, she did in fact spend a small portion, a tithe toward a fund that helped young Twi’lek chattel girls from being being sucked into the flesh trade. News that afternoon placed one her sponsored girls in safe hands, as safe as an Outer-Rim seminary could get, but it was a break of dawn in a dark time.

Since Coruscant had become the Imperial Center, things had become bleak to say the least. Old deals would have to be brokered into new hands, money and power had to be transferred, face had to be saved. People would lose everything, people would die in large numbers and go unnoticed and unreported. It was Ovasu’s job to make sure it wasn’t one of her people. She was just toasting yet another ridiculous reason to celebrate when the uplink hit her data-pad.

+++++++++++++++Asset lost/ Black bag job/|Rolling speeder spy Pick-Up/Aggressive Toll Fee/Under-undercover droid streamed data/Droid later serviced/Conference Call A.S.AP./++++++++++++++++

The rest of the crowd touched glasses Ovasu shut her eyes and blew out a long, long sigh. She whispered to herself, “What is a toast at a funeral called?”.  She moved as quickly as she could without breaking decorum. “Late with punchline…”. The Twi’lek trader headed to the office in the middle of the night cycle.
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The arrived at the office to see the driver was already there relaxing, “Lucky him Ovasu thinks, the driver can relax he can’t lose his job until he crashes and dies.” She noticed the blood-stripes and new the type, she didn’t back down a bit throwing her small teal handbag down next to the blasters and sat down bleary eyed and focused on her data-pad. She looked up after a moment and smiled wryly looked around noticing she was the first one here, it wasn’t unusual she often spent the night at the office.

“I hope you do mean to clean those blasters up a bit… Officer. You got time to sit you got time to clean, right? Isn’t that what they say in your line of work?”.

Ovasu slide her robe down from her head and flexed her lekku around her shoulders and tried to focus on the information flickering from her screen. She hoped she collect enough information, goods and people to reclaim an asset that could make or break the company. She only had a few ideas and hoped the team had better ones. Her skin was growing damp, it was to early for a fix and far to early in the game to lose focus.

She stood up and grabbed a black bag of “clean” nondescript com-links and looked down to see if her idea held any water. A contact got back to her that a possible ploy  might be doable if that is what she needed and the team needed. She glanced up at the driver, “So you have any experience as a sanitary technician?”. She smiled placing a faux death stick on the end her puckered lower lip, long ago giving up the habit. Although the oral fixation was still there.

This message was last edited by the player at 02:06, Wed 12 Oct 2016.

The Shadowbroker
 GM, 24 posts
 GM
Wed 12 Oct 2016
at 05:58
ServPro Logistics
The driver stood up as soon as Ovasu mentioned cleaning the blasters. He went to work stripping the 3 blaster rifles on the table. As he was doing so he stopped and made a face as if he'd just remembered something. He reached into his breast pocket and tossed a data chip over to Ovasu. When inserted into the computer it pulled up a dossier on the pilot. Listed on it was his service record and training record. It read that he had been given his Bloodstripes after evacuating a corellian senator during an terrorist attack. Apparently he had escorted the senator through 12 floors of a building that had been commandeered by terrorists. Unfortunately after the incident he had been marked as Killed in action and posthumously awarded the honor of being buried with bloodstripes on, unfortunately his body was never recovered. Commander Thresh Kando was marked as an extraction specialist during training. It would appear his ship the "Sleeved Ace", a duty modified YT - 1760 was stolen from his private bay at his local spaceport.
Ovasu Ta'kina
 player, 15 posts
Thu 13 Oct 2016
at 22:26
ServPro Logistics
Ovasu was hard at work trying to get logistics and information on the Luxury Hotel the asset was supposed to be at. She had given the "driver" a hard time joking about cleaning the blasters, when she suddenly was flipped a data chip she inserted quickly into her pad.

Most of the dossier was black out and held together by threads, although those threads were of a very high thread count. Ta'kina sighed pushed herself away from the desk and tried to smile while looking quite embarrassed. "Well, well it is unfortunate that we lost this pilot to terrorists...". She lets the thought linger awhile not sure if this man is lead for the team or just sitting in as it's driver, she is glad now it is at least one of the two.

"And to top it off some level 1313 scummer runs off with his ship before his remains can even be put to ground it seems." With that she gives a wry grin to the KIA Commander. "Nice to meet you Commander I am Ovasu Ta'kina your in house office technician at hand. I take it you were a friend of this.." She pretends to look up his name on her pad. "This one Kando. One Thresh Kando character? I hope he was smart enough and kind enough to leave you a little something decent in his will beside that chip, maybe a memento of hyper-light persuasion?" Ovasu chuckles at the madness of how normal her quite unnormal job has become.

Ovasu tries to focus on the task at hand but the ante of this job keeps piling up, and she isn't sure if she can call on it wit her hand. "Well lets hope the rest of the team pulls in soon Commander... It is going to be a long days night.
Neergot
 player, 4 posts
 WT: 0/12
 ST: 0/10
Tue 18 Oct 2016
at 18:54
ServPro Logistics
Neergot strides in, a pair of scanner goggles flipped up on his head, and with a series of bags and pouches full of gear over his dark armor. "How's it going? Pretty nifty setup we've got here." He eyes the area hidden between the floors. "Genius move to make this hideout, really impressive stuff."
Talak Orden
 player, 3 posts
Tue 18 Oct 2016
at 19:22
ServPro Logistics
Talak walks in chuckling, a disturbing sound when ventilated through the mask of his full-length body armor and face mask. "Yes it is impressive, now when do we start I'm just itching to blow something up."
Hoshunar'thi'nudo
 player, 13 posts
Tue 18 Oct 2016
at 19:34
ServPro Logistics
Hush smiles.

"Patience, my cybernetic friend. As my mum said, there's always time for violence later."
Ovasu Ta'kina
 player, 19 posts
Tue 18 Oct 2016
at 21:29
ServPro Logistics
"Everyone is here, all the usual suspects." Ovasu feigns a smile. "All right as I see big problem besides the frakk up delivery of the decade. This other problem is exhibit A. Mr. Sunnyside, as usually people who kidnap other people usually ask for something or they are quite mad in the head."

Ovasu scrolls through the tab. "I have not heard any word of blackmail, ransom or bribery. Obviously this is political but it really doesn't matter except that the shitstorm that will hit next is likely to have an army at its disposal.. Does anyone around the room have any slick way to enter a luxury hotel heavily armed extract an asset from a mad connected goon perched somewhere around the 122nd floor without calling attention that would notify our Imperial headmaster?"

Ta'kina's tekku flicker with nervous energy. "Because the best I can come up with is we let the cheapest room even close to that range, I go in with one of you only one of you would have to actually own a decent set of robes, I would be glammed up like a joy girl and set up comms and surveillance. After that I call in a spill of unusually nastiness only special cleaners use as query. The other two heavies come in with fire power under the guise of crew literally there to pick up this shit spill, no one asks question of two guys carrying loads of equipment there to pick up a mess like that. And I am working on making a call to get you properly kitted out for such a job with i.d. badges to boot." Ovasu sighs.

"A mess like that would most likely be picked up by Mr. Sunnyside, unless we can jam comms. Problem Exhibit B. Little time as usual but we would need to create a real mess and that is Talak's sphere of knowledge, comms is not my area of expertise anyone else on that we may have to call in for additional services, or if anyone knows a good quiet splicer type. The explosion would serve to fold it would divert attention and give reason for two nasty boys with heavy gear pass through monitors and all those bells and whistles"

Ovasu pushes back the chair and stairs at the commander giving him a long wink as if to say this is all business as usual like hell it is.

"So that is your secretaries morning brief, I am hoping to the damnable Maker one of you... has a much better plan than me pimping myself out to Neergot and rooting through sewage to save a sewer rat Senator from a lad who does not play well with others. Anyone please have a better idea or better yet add to the list of nasty ways we can mess this extraction up or get caught doing such?"

This message was last edited by the player at 21:34, Tue 18 Oct 2016.

The Shadowbroker
 GM, 30 posts
 GM
Tue 18 Oct 2016
at 22:38
ServPro Logistics
Commander Kando sits down at the terminal and access's some servpro files and buzzes a mid level data specialist to report to turbolift 3, the turbolift that comes only to this room. he motions Ovasu to the terminal and points at part of his work history highlighted as doing security installation for a galactic banking firm, specifically vault level work which is more than enough to crack some hotel security panels. The mans name is Varth Grenda.
Kando lifts a metal case from underneath the chair he was sitting in before moving to the terminal and sets it on the table in front of talak. As he opens it and it contains 1 anti-vehicle mine [ http://swrpg.viluppo.net/equipment/weapons/3152/ ] and a detonator rig. As he does so he barely lets out a smirk and mouths the word "boom".
Neergot
 player, 6 posts
 WT: 0/12
 ST: 0/10
Tue 18 Oct 2016
at 23:27
ServPro Logistics
Neergot raises his hand, "Slicing and extraction are the core of my work. Your idea to go in disguised isn't bad. Though even better might be to go in as staff. Nobody looks at the help too closely."
Talak Orden
 player, 4 posts
Wed 19 Oct 2016
at 00:18
ServPro Logistics
Talak smiles moving to the mine, checking it out, "Oh yeah this is gonna do the job beautifully. So where exactly do you want this baby to go off. A bathroom, in a hallway turbolift maybe."
Ovasu Ta'kina
 player, 23 posts
 0/11
 0/13
Wed 19 Oct 2016
at 00:26
ServPro Logistics
Ovasu doesn't need to look down to keep her pad busy, "Good catch Neergot. One: staff should be a lot easier to get suited for... The idea behind clean up was one the distraction. Although I am sure Talak can come up with something." Ovasu smiles warmly at what ever does lie behind all that cover.

She continues slowly moving an index finger over the pad "Two: although clean up would allow us to bring a large hover unit into the building with any large dangerous looking gear, but I imagine catering could do the same or in staff cleaners. I think it best if we also have an..... alternate way to bring the asset out of the hotel. In case the Senator is not in mint condition when we escort him out he may be horizontal, let us hope that is not the case."

"Also staff lets us all four enter at the same time which is far better, although we lose the advantage of a spare room, we can always borrow one if we have to. Of course we will also invariably run into all manners of situations which lead to panic and loose ones shit. Let us remember to end the session with an agreement on sign/countersigns and secondary exit strategy."