Chiasa Kritivaas
Starbird Reborn
Chiasa was going to do something so unbelievably stupid, and almost guaranteed to get her killed, that the chances of success were damned near 100%. For those of you not following, the logic went as such. If you went to do something that would clearly get you killed and acted entirely unconcerned, those who would usually be doing the killing tended to get wary and wondered what they had missed. Assuming there was some hidden trick they were unaware of, they let you get away with it, because if you were incapable, you wouldn't have done it, but you had so you weren't.
When you were Minister of Diplomacy for a criminal organization this sort of thing made perfect sense. Besides, it wasn't as if she didn't have a few aces up her sleeve..
Plus this was important.
Who did this man think he was? As if he could pull this sort of thing and she wouldn't find out. That was her meal ticket he was mucking about with. She'd not determined the full extent of the damage, though she already had a few subtle plans in motion to negate it if his highness didn't deal with it and her Boss continued to act like nothing was wrong. This sort of thing could not be tolerated. The Twi'lek who'd just shown up one day and pretended she'd been one of the Ravens and somehow found herself with a legitimate position of influence might not actually want to be the head of the Ravens, but she'd be damned if she let anyone else ruin them. If it was necessary, she would call the shots that needed to be called.
So she was heading to Panatha to give him a piece of her mind. Indirectly of course. Officially she was continuing the good relations between the Ravens and the Sith. She had a present and everything. And if things went badly she could always stab him with it.
She was on one of the Ravens general usage ships, because she'd given them very specific instructions to not stay on planet or even in orbit until she called them back after dropping her off. Damned if she was going anywhere without folks who would immediately notice if she didn't come back. Plus it played off that initial idea. Why would she need security or staff? She was just fine alone, because she had a secret.
All of which culminated in the orange Twi'lek being dropped off on the landing pad outside the estate of the infamous [member="Darth Vornskr"] and left there alone, apparently unconcerned, with her usual purse of goodies and a large long package slightly taller than she was wrapped in black silk.
When you were Minister of Diplomacy for a criminal organization this sort of thing made perfect sense. Besides, it wasn't as if she didn't have a few aces up her sleeve..
Plus this was important.
Who did this man think he was? As if he could pull this sort of thing and she wouldn't find out. That was her meal ticket he was mucking about with. She'd not determined the full extent of the damage, though she already had a few subtle plans in motion to negate it if his highness didn't deal with it and her Boss continued to act like nothing was wrong. This sort of thing could not be tolerated. The Twi'lek who'd just shown up one day and pretended she'd been one of the Ravens and somehow found herself with a legitimate position of influence might not actually want to be the head of the Ravens, but she'd be damned if she let anyone else ruin them. If it was necessary, she would call the shots that needed to be called.
So she was heading to Panatha to give him a piece of her mind. Indirectly of course. Officially she was continuing the good relations between the Ravens and the Sith. She had a present and everything. And if things went badly she could always stab him with it.
She was on one of the Ravens general usage ships, because she'd given them very specific instructions to not stay on planet or even in orbit until she called them back after dropping her off. Damned if she was going anywhere without folks who would immediately notice if she didn't come back. Plus it played off that initial idea. Why would she need security or staff? She was just fine alone, because she had a secret.
All of which culminated in the orange Twi'lek being dropped off on the landing pad outside the estate of the infamous [member="Darth Vornskr"] and left there alone, apparently unconcerned, with her usual purse of goodies and a large long package slightly taller than she was wrapped in black silk.