@[member="Disciple"] @[member="Valik"] @[member="Circe Savan"]
Her smile only grew into a smirk as Valik spoke, a common enemy in her eyes and in her Empire's eyes as well. CIS had more than played their role trying to destroy her home world and that was not appreciated. "I must say, a project I can more than get behind. So glad I can be here, as this ... This is personal." She spoke with a certain fire in her voice, that showed brightly in her eyes. She was angry to say the least. They had made a powerful enemy when they had stepped foot on her home-world and in the end they would pay for such, gravely if she had any say.
"Now are you set on a plague, or would a chemical substance work just as well, perhaps distributed through a nanite system?" Her hand idly writing across her flimsi notebook. Ideas already forming as she looked to Valik. Both had promise, she, a nanotech expert, but that just one of her many talented areas. Genetics just as well on the list and was where Valik first got a look of her skills and talents. "He is after all seemingly foolish enough to dump all his troops off in one locale at once to make sure a job is done. Easy enough to wipe out the whole army if we can draw them out in that manner." Though that was a bigger game. Valik had his plans, and she was a hired gun for this just as the others were. "And what about the initial clone templates, how are those to be dealt with?" That did have her curious but if Valik wasn't to reveal his plans fully to her, that was fine with her. She however couldn't help being curious about things like that.
"Viruses are easy enough to construct, just have to find the weakness in their genetic code to rip them apart." Tapping her pen on the book, she kept thinking, "Last virus I made turned the subjects into nothing but piles of sludge at the end. Completely broken down at the cellular level. Not particularly pleasant to see happen, but it was rapid. To the point they were dead in less than a couple minutes, not enough time to administer an antidote or cure by ay means." For a moment she paused just sitting silently upon her lab stool.
"I'm assuming you desire something just as quick acting. I can't promise the same time frame of death but I'm certain I can work a similar illness. Key is finding what makes these particular clones tick and breaking it down from there." More notes written as she continued on, not even looking down to the notebook, "Do not worry, as with the last time we worked together, my notes will all be turned over to you once I have done my part in the project. Reasons I choose flimsi for projects." She after all had no reason to steal the work, or reproduce it herself and would much rather have it in his hands than her own. When hired the work one did in her field was never hers, only belonging to the being who hired her.
There was one more thing she had to add as a small thought, "And I know you have the force, both of you." She said to both Disciple and Valik, not knowing of Circe and her reputation. Her own cloned "son" being a force user and somewhat of a darker one though he seemed to be searching for something more. He, had disappeared and often she had worried what came of him, worried when she knew of the state secret about force users. "I know it can be further twisted and manipulated once it's made. In ways I don't fully understand, yet. The force is not my realm may never will be. I only know a minute bit about it, and that is all." The very reason her eyes were blue, were due to ancient Sith magic, something she'd only recently came to understand why her DNA seemed so different than other Atrisian's DNA.
"Oh, and timeline? What are we talking about here? Weeks? Months?" Needing to know the time she had to work with and how much she needed to push herself to complete the task the trio had been hired for.
