Heist-Ready: Brasso

Every heist's a machine in constant motion. Best it doesn't rattle. Putting together the right crew is the difference between bullion and the boneyard. In Heist-Ready we evaluate the players, note their specialties, their assets and liabilities, and determine whether they deserve a place in your little black book. 

The Player: Brasso

Home Turf: Ferrix
Last Known Address: Mina-Rau, the Outer Rim
Runs with: Cassian Andor, Bix Caleen, Ferrix Honor Guard
Specialties: Heavy machinery, repair and demo; elder care; droid whisperer; good with a brick

The Lowdown

Andor is a show about dams breaking, clouds bursting into rain. It's about waves rising from still waters. It takes more than a manifesto to carry Cassian to that beach on Scarif. It's not just rage at the petty cruelty and indifference of those in power. If rebellions are built on hope, it takes a wellspring of good works, big and small, to show the fight is worth fighting. That brighter days are not just possible, but tenable. 

That's where Brasso comes in. He's a good deed in a weary galaxy. He's true north. A real one. 

I don't think Cassian gets to that beach without Brasso's example — or Clem's or Maarva's, but particularly Brasso's. Brasso doesn't lead any raids or organize any uprisings. That's for the likes of Cassian and Luthen. If history won't remember Cassian's name, it certainly won't know the big man's. 

But unlike Luthen, I doubt Brasso's much bothered by obscurity or recognition. His focus was never on tomorrow, simply on today. What could he do today to make his friends' lives better? How could he help Cass or Wilmon out of whatever mess they'd made for themselves? How could he ease Bee's fretful juddering? How could he be a surrogate for Cassian that Maarva and Bix and Ferrix needed him to be? 

Brasso didn't need Nemik's tracts to radicalize him. That stuff's already in him even if he can't articulate it. There's no real calculus involved in his willingness to sacrifice. He simply does what's right. All he really needs is the nod from Maarva's ghost to abandon decorum, slip whatever leash he's imposed on himself, and bash some skulls. He's a burly fella at the end of the day. Bluto by way of Elia Kazan. He can do some damage. 

So, yes. Brasso has the goods if you're looking to level a platoon of stormtroopers and keep it a secret when all's said and done. He can improvise. He can sabotage a company transport and send it spiraling back to ground like a ruined tetherball. But the real asset is that heart. He will rage and holler and kick up a fuss to lend plausible deniability to the farmer risking everything to give him sanctuary. He'll die in a field in exchange for the few precious seconds you need to make your escape. 

Brasso thought he'd end up in a wall on a backwater salvage planet, and he was good with that. He ended up the foundation for something much bigger. 

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