A Beneficial Assignment

[Tanomas Graf]

The graceful durasteel form of the FIV Admonitor sailed through deep space, propelled by three massive ion engines in the aft section of the ship. The rest of Death Squadron was currently deployed on a different system patrol, besides the Admonitor desperately needed to re-supply after the squadron's nasty encounter with their then-unknown enemy over Skye. They were about ready to ship out and return to the fleet but they were still waiting for one more addition.

[member="Karacan Rigten"] was the name on the personal report that Admiral Graf had received, Perusing it he had learned quite a few interesting things, such as the fact that she was an agent of the First Order Security Bureau, the rest had been blacked out, presumably by the Bureau itself. But that was irrelevant, he would be able to question the agent personally once she arrived.

He had made sure that the Imperial marines would escort her to the captains quarters where Graf would interview her during his dinner, afterwards making sure she knew the regulations and expectations once aboard. Afterall, even hitching a ride, people had to pitch in.

 

[Karacan Rigten]

[member="Tanomas Graf"]

Counterintelligence, infiltration, destabilization, assassination, investigation.
These are what echoed throughout the report.
These were her skills, although investigation and information gathering were only really available after cruel
torture, which ultimately resulted in the targets death.

Capturing wasn't her forte, either. She's a hunter, she kills
her prey. Mentally unstable, prone to outbursts and mood
swings, the recommendation was to be "gentle" with this
one, in case she were to have an uncontrollable fit of rage.

Although, unlikely... No one wants to roll over to peek and
see a power hammer being used to behead them in the middle of the night. No reports of uncontrollable murders
or rampages have been put on her records that involved
First Order, however. Reports do include inquiries made to
her, and as such, she has stated she has been on this
rampage for a very, very long time, and may have killed
First Order individuals in the past, but not for any gain.

As the door open, she was ushered inside. However many guards came in during Grafs dinner, it didn't matter, Kara didn't pay attention. She was marveling at the size of the ship she was on... She hadn't ever heen on anything bigger than a 500 meter ship. But then her eyes were focused on Graf, who she seemed to be assigned to. She smiled, and strutted a pose just in front of his table. She leaned on one leg, placing a hand on the hip that was jutted out by the leaning. "Hello, uhm, oh yes... Tanomas Graf! I hope I'm not disturbing the big fancy mans meal. It seems I've been assigned to you. Oh, right, yes, yes! Hoooow could I forget?" Suddenly, she stood at attention and wiggled her hips a little, saluting Graf. "Agent Karacan Rigten, Graf!"

She grinned, going back to her original pose. "I'm your new... Ass-et, mister Graf" her phrasing emphasized by jutting her butt to the size to give it attention.

 

[Tanomas Graf]

[member="Karacan Rigten"]

Graf couldn't help but instantly glance as soon as the agent's "assets" had attention drawn to themselves, he was a man after-all. He shifted uncomfortably before regaining his professional composure "That's Admiral Graf to you, Agent." He said, a little weakly if someone paid enough attention to his tone. He motioned for her to sit as he took a drink of brandy.

"So. Agent Rigten. Your report was quite the interesting read." He stated, swirling around the alcohol in its glass. "I've been informed that you require transportation due to the nature of your occupation. I can assure you that Death Squadron can provide this and more, if you do so desire."

 

[Karacan Rigten]

[member="Tanomas Graf"]

Kara tilted her head and smiled, "Oh, you can be anything you want to me, Aaadmiral Graf. And I... I can be whatever you want." She giggled quickly leaving her seducing tone as she straightened up, "Your personal little murderdeathkill machine, your professional all-around spy, or..." she loooved teasing people who weren't very accustomed to shapeshifters... She changed her body to exactly match the guard outside Grafs office, excluding their armor or uniform, including her tight little suit, and then changed ger body to look like the Captain of this vessel, how she got that information... Is unknown, but she is an agent of the FIB... Before she changed back to her original face "your special infiltrator... I can get..." she slowly started to come closer, leaning towards Graf over his desk "into ever... Nook... And... Cranny..."

Quickly, she popped back up and put a finger on her chin as she thought. "Oh, oh! Do you have, uuuumm... One of those, like, mini Star Destroyers? It's like, a baby Star Destroyer, it's so cute! Could I travel around in one of thoooose? Hehe!"

 

[Karacan Rigten]

[member="Valiens Nantaris"], [member="Braith Achlys"], [member="Jamie Pyne"]​