[D6EA] Fact Finding

[Manny Donos]

So. A ship. A girl. Trouble! Manny was sometimes impetuous, but he knew that a good show needed good preparation. And so, well, here he was.

But not just him. There was a crew, too! That was also important.

"Step one. The outside bits." Manny said, observing the hangar. "Who uses it? Who goes in and out? What do they look like? Do they like magic? Maybe not that last one." He chuckled.

[Jyrvess Ertil]

Having just come from a little spy mission of her own, Jyrvess was ready to keep up the observation and plotting!

She was already taking notice of the work crews, and trying to remember when her and Fuff had stolen a droid here.

"If you had told me sooner, I could have seen if the floor plan was a matter of public record...likely outdated but...."

[Jaxom Ursae]

Jaxom was nearby. He would have preferred to do this himself, but be suspected he was being watched. He didn't know Manny's plan. He only knew it was around this time.

He checked the watch he'd bought from the man again. It was time to take a look around. If Jax was right security would be focused on him and would keep him from getting far. If not, maybe he'd learn a few things.

[Honor]

In a sectioned off portion of the public access to the Spaceport there is signs that lead individuals to "reclaims." Which is apparently their idea of what happens when you don't pay your fees, the ship becomes property of the spaceport and those in charge. For a size-able fee the individual is able to retrieve their ship. Of course, dependent on the infractions or accumulated debt, which is accrued throughout the ships stay in the reclaims division at a grossly higher rate, the original owner of the ship may end up needing to pay bogus amounts of credits to see their ship back into their hands.

Some many poor individuals have been known to be caught by this system. However, given the infractions are largely directed at suspected criminals the public hasn't had any major outcries about the unjust treatment.

[Manny Donos]

"Okay. We've got a few angles here." Manny said. He frowned a few moments, considering.

He looked at Jaxom. "Why don't you go up, ask a few questions about getting ships back? We'll get answers, and if you're right, you'll also attract attention. That'll give the two of us-" He nodded to Jyrvess, "-an opportunity. How does that sound?"

[Jaxom Ursae]

He didn't reply or look Manny's way, but he did as suggested making his way towards Reclaims. He looked around for any information publically on display as he waited to be addressed.

[Honor]

At a counter, a short line awaited but there were queue's for about five separate lines. Only one person was staffed, however. When the being in front of him finally got fed up with waiting Jaxom was free to approach the counter and make his request. Behind the desk a woman with done-up black hair tied back by a scrunchy and thin glasses clacked away at a computer.

"May I help you?" she asked between large chews of her gum.

[Jaxom Ursae]

"I've heard that ships that are held here go up for sale sometimes. How does that work?" he asked.

[Honor]

"Ships with debts left outstanding for one decade are placed up for auction by the spaceport council in accordance with city law. Were you hoping to sit in for an auction?" she asked.

[Jaxom Ursae]

"I was interested in doing so, yes." he nodded. "Is there a way to see ships potentially up for auction in advance?"

[Honor]

"Through our catalogue, you may use the terminal over there," she directed him with a pencil that she twirled between her first two fingers.

[Jaxom Ursae]

"Thank you." he flashed a smile and made his way to the terminal. It would be quite some time before the P'u'li Wuná might be up for auction and he doubted it would be listed, but he might be able to find some information.

[Manny Donos]

In the meantime, Manny, doing his best to remain inconspicuous, crept forward. Perhaps there was a way he and BB... Jyrvess that is, could get in and take a look around. His eyes narrowed as he looked for another entrance. Or perhaps a vent. He liked vents.

[Honor]

There were a few, and the security outside consisted if a sentry posted at the open hallway. Of course, he'd know that there were plenty of places for a thief to get in. Sometimes it just meant thinking creatively... or using one of the maintenance halls.

[Honor]

"Thank you." he flashed a smile and made his way to the terminal. It would be quite some time before the P'u'li Wuná might be up for auction and he doubted it would be listed, but he might be able to find some information.

With standard user permission there wasn't a whole lot he could find that was relevant, unless he wanted to start shopping for pre-owned space-craft. Pictures provided gave a very basic idea of the layouts inside the hangers where they're stored and they more or less appeared like a standard hanger.

[Jyrvess Ertil]

In the meantime, Manny, doing his best to remain inconspicuous, crept forward. Perhaps there was a way he and BB... Jyrvess that is, could get in and take a look around. His eyes narrowed as he looked for another entrance. Or perhaps a vent. He liked vents.

"How do you want to approach this? I can help with security and the like but I am not so skilled at sneaking." Jyrvess like wise looked over the area for a way in.

[Manny Donos]

"How do you want to approach this? I can help with security and the like but I am not so skilled at sneaking." Jyrvess like wise looked over the area for a way in.

Manny chewed his lip thoughtfully. "Once our friend is done with the terminal there, you think you could do something with it? Especially if there was a distraction?"

[Jyrvess Ertil]

"Maybe..." She nods slowly, "Only one way to find out." Jyrvess gives Manny a sky smile.

[Manny Donos]

Manny aimed a finger gun at her, clicking his tongue approvingly. "You do your thing then. I'll see about mine. Call me if something's up."

Whistling casually, he headed towards the maintenance hall, keeping an eye out for vents along the way.

[Jyrvess Ertil]

Jyrvess sighed, "Do be careful, it would be a problem if something happened to you." She gave him a thumbs up, "Easy in, easy out."

She then moved toward one of the kiosks, hoping not to draw attention.