[L14 - Yag'duhl - NR3F] That’s A Lot Of Credits

Below the surface of Yag'duhl, under one of the bubbled cities, rested a vault that once belonged to the Empire; then the Bacta Cartel; and now, was in the hands of the New Republic. Two rather low-ranking New Republic Marines, in point of fact. And within that vault, were the millions of credits accumulated from the transshipment of Thyferra's bounty through the Yag'duhl shipping hub.

"Look man, there's got to be a billion creds here. There's no way they'll miss just a couple" Private Ali'li said.

"You dumb nerfherder, this is Yag'duhl. They call their government the Body Calculus! If the totals are off by a decicred, they'll notice." Corporal Navan snorted. "Besides, it'd take more than a couple credits to fix that crappy bike you bought back on Dalastine."

"How was I supposed to know the repulsor coils would go out a week after I bought it?"

"You could have asked one of the mechanics to take a look. Like I said. Dumb. Nerfherder."

"You ain't got no heart corporal."

"Damn straight I don't private. Now keep your grubby mitts to yourself, and an eye out for any miscreants not named Ali'li."