Avery's introduction to the corporate protectorate.

[AvRe]

Avery stood before fortress-like structure, towering among the lush Fields. Avery had seen such buildings in his time as a Assassin working for the crime lord, he pressed his hand against the door to the structure and it slid open. He then began walk the halls.

Avery had heard stories of the corporate protectorate some of them state that it's a front for a Organization of sith other say that the sith work for them either way joining them and becoming apart of these operations would bring him a step closer to discovering the true nature of his gift, be it good or bad... or something worse, something corrupting and... Dark. He'd meet sith before there very boastful and prideful, not seeing the true power of the darkside only grazing with there slimy fingers. But then again that was only the sith that he had meet, he had heard rumors of sith that were much more crazed, maybe not crazed but not sane either. It mattered not to Avery he only wanted to understand his power.

as he walked in the meeting room a he saw a man, clad in durasteel plate "Hand over your weapons" Avery approached the soldier and then raised his hands and two Vibro-blades shoot out form the top of his sleeves, he then jerked them once more and they became full fledged blades. He then dropped them to the floor, soldiers then stepped back, gathered the weapons and said "wait here, the admiral and his acquaintance will be with you shortly" He than turned and left. and again Avery was left to his thought.

 

[Cypher Rage]

Cypher had heard that an assassin whom was intrested in joining the Coparate Protectorate was coming to his compound. At this point he had invited [member="Nexus Krae"] to join him and judge who and what this assassin was. He was tired. He was still organizing strikes against the First Order Encampment. Ever since the Protactrate was founded by himself and others he had felt responsible for newbies. I mean is a crime to not allow any new comers to Bakura. No, it isn't. There were a variety of problems that he had felt were nesscary to deal with. He walked up to the Guard and the Assain alike. The Guard sauluted to him. "At Ease" he replied. " Welcome to the Coparate Protectorate's Command Compund. Who are you?" He asked the assain

[member="Avery Regailis"]

 

[Krae]

There was some original concern in Nexus's mind, naturally, at hearing from [member="Cypher Rage"] that they would be having an assassin join them. But, they were going to look into it, and he was willing to give them a chance. At least, at first. Nexus himself was perhaps not the absolute vital member of the protectorates leaders, he did not have the superior technology to offer. But they did have useful assets, shapeshifters, biological science, and of course, the abilities in the force that were ever so useful in this galaxy.

As the Vran'Ti Vo Ni, Nexus Krae, walked along his way he would be easy to recognize as an unusual individual even to an outsider. Dressed in more ancient clothing, anyone knew he was a force sensitive. It was common knowledge on his world that the Vran'ti Vo Ni was one, it was his Sith position as Darth Tsator and their more...subversive parts as a part of the Sith that ruled the protectorate that was not quite as well known.

He let out a hum as he saw [member="Avery Regailis"], the assassin, had already been approached by [member="Cypher Rage"]. Surely he wasn't too far behind. Cypher, he was one of the particularly useful ones. An individual who could help lead the official forces of their protectorate.

Nexus calmly stepped beside them, not particularly close but close enough to be a part of the discussion. About spear length. There was a blade across his back, but that was the only true weapon on him. "Greetings, seems I am just a little bit late." he said simply. What more was there too say, Cypher had already asked the first and most important question as of yet.

 

[AvRe]

Avery examined the two men the first being was a some what of a military leader, that emitted notes of authority and strict military policies and edicts but this was normal, most generals and commanders do not wish to be seen as weak or pathetic, that said, there had been many times where Avery had crushed even the strongest Military genius' will, causing them to break down into pools of cowardice and weakness, clinging onto what little bit of dignity they have and using it to scream at Avery, saying "What do you want!?" or "Who are you!?" or in most cases, offering to pay Avery enough credits to buy a small planet but Avery didn't want a planet or company working late shifts and then reluctantly coming home to a plastic wife. No, none of that would worked for him. All he needed was a destination and the means to get there. But I'm getting off subject aren't I? Avery drifted his gaze up and the man once more, there was something more to him that Avery couldn't quite place, something archaic in nature. Interesting, most interesting.

Avery looked to the second man, a sith, Avery thought. Although he did hide it well, it was noticeable, notice the orange tilted eyes and the eerie silence that followed him, either a sith or darksider . He was all to nice, which was one thing, second was that he himself was distrusting of Avery which was reasonable considering the things he'd done, but the the thing that probably made Avery the most weary of the man, was the blade concealed behide him. Avery doubted he'd needed one, he supposed it was just insurance. Avery welcomed him to try, for he had tasted death before, and nothing compares to it.

He looked at one then the other, Then nodded, a simple hello, well the best he could manage without his tongue, He awaited his employers' responses to him.