Julio Weston

Julio Weston
Biographical Information
Race	Corellian
Homeworld	Corellia
Languages	Galactic Basic, Zabraki
Physical Description
Gender	Male
Height	Average
Eye Color	Green
Political Information
Affiliation	Infinite Empire
Rank	Ensign
Prior Affiliation	Freelance ship thief

"What a mystery, huh? The Galaxy is full of them."

— Julio Weston, in a conversation with Adin Cole

Julio Weston is a Corellian pilot currently serving as an Ensign in the Infinite Empire's 1st Imperial Fleet. Before joining the Empire he stole ships from crowded starports and smuggled arms into GE controlled planets. After a decade of freelancing he decided to seek for a job and met Admiral Rar Lunko, who gave him a job on the 1st Imperial Fleet. He has still to stand out and advance on the ranks to become a notable figure.

Freelancing

Weston started on the Galaxy working at a shipyard he himself provided with ships he stole, along with his friend Bruno. Items, droids among other things inside were sold to make an extra profit and daily Julio would find strange things from all the places of the Outer Rim.

Not as sneaky as Fisher

One of his famous stories is about his escape from angry smugglers after a failed infiltration, as told here on detail by Julio:

“Yeah there was this time where i had to sneak in a drydock where some smugglers had a ship we wanted. A Starchaser, no big deal. It was rumored it had a pack of quality Ryll inside that we could sell to somebody interested on going high. Too high for most Sentients. But oh well, it‘s all for the cash. So, i went and grabbed the case (which i still keep), but from the shadows some smugglers with Telltrigs and EE-3s emerged, then pursued me. Don‘t know why didn‘t they tell their partners. Maybe they wanted to cash the bounty all for them. Whatever, i grabbed some random thing, and accidentally activated a door past which there was a TIE Fighter. Nice - i said and hopped in. Around the corner appeared the three men again, but i gunned them down and got away! Strange is, the planet belonged to the Rebel Alliance. So why was there a TIE? Like i care, i‘m alive!“ - Julio Weston, at the Black Star Cantina “story round“

Situations like this happened at all times, and Julio told stories about no less of these situations at random cantinas, clubs and even in interrogation rooms to make time for “the guys“ to break him free.

Thanks for not smoking

Another story of Julio‘s, about Weston‘s and his friend‘s misfortunes at Coruscant.

“There also was this time Bruno and i went to Coruscant to make some dough. CORUSCANT! Home to the Emperor, full of Stormtroopers as armed as a Gladiator Walker. So cold and scary... when you are not carrying a blaster. What we did was the exact opposite of being unarmed. We even brought in a rocket launcher. All hail the mighty Class 720 Freighter. Back on topic. We went to the projects, and started selling guns. Just as easy as that. But suddenly this asshole appears of nowhere and demands we pay him cause “dis mah land nigga and no fool are gonna sell here for free“. Weapons pointed, finger in the trigger. But suddenly i noticed he was smoking, and that there was a flammable gas canister next to him. Do you know what happened next? Neither do i. We ran away, there were too much of them. Somebody blasted that idiot‘s face on the confusion tho. So sad it wasn‘t us.“‘‘ -Julio on his nice trip to the Galactic Capital City

Working for the Infinite Empire

Operation: I'm sick of this, let's get the f**k outta here!

10 years after their beginning on the ship robbing matter, Bruno and Julio decided to leave, as they had not advanced except for their pickpocketing, ship and vehicle hijacking skills. But they were short on money as usual, as their boss didn't pay them much. So as he ordered the capture of three N1 Starfighters, one of the most valued starfighter models due to their rarity, they decided to betray him instead, and get paid big credits to live the big life. The approach is as told here by Julio:

“We located the ships near Hapan territory. The museum the ships were going to were property of the Hapes Consortium itself, so they sent escorts to the starport the N1s were docked in. Miy‘Til fighters to be exact, an escape attempt on those N1s would be a suicide when confronting them. Primarily cause we thought a museum piece would not have their weapons ready to fire. So we gave them a distraction. Boss hired a group of suicidal idiots who after a long battle with the escorts managed to damage leader and his wingman, with the third fighter being intact, but having to move in group as ordered. So while they went to the nearest battleship available to change fighters, we had more time before their arrival. Scene fades to us now. Three astromechs approached the ones near the N1s and after ionizing them, replaced them. A crazy guy entered the hangar with a blaster rifle, and started shooting, drawing the museum guards and the ships‘ owner himself towards him, weapons drawed. A firefight starts, as i and Bruno approached two of the ships, not before disabling the third. The crazy guy, pilot of the third ship, was loyal to the Boss. Too loyal for our escape plans. We turned them on and took off, without gunning the guards and owner. Bye, bye, loyalist! After we ascended to the atmosphere, we realized we still had a problem. The Hapan escort unit was back! And in front of us. But to my surprise, the proton torpedo launchers still worked, and they were loaded! Guess the museum liked authenticity. I launched two, Bruno did too, and as they were not informed of the weapons loadout of the N1s, they dispersed in surprise, giving enough time to get past them and enter hyperspace to Tatooine. Firing two more torpedos each, we finished confusing the Hapans, one of which was hit. Leader and other ship wasted enough time calling for rescue units and all that shit for us to get away unnoticed, and as we arrived to the shipyard a week later i found it hard to leave her alone. I mean, the ship. A beautiful piece of art, as with all Naboo ships. Will buy one someday. At least we got like, ten million Credits! And deciding to leave the job search for later, we dispersed and started living the bling way. I know, we were nowhere near being actually rich. But it sure was fun to play trillionaire on a rental yacht full of crazy stuff.“ - Julio Weston, on how he got his hands on one of the most rare starfighters on the Galaxy