Meeting a "Representative" ( Revara Serebis, Kobra Hawkins)

[Meraal Vaun]

Coruscant
Meraal had never been summoned by an organization before to talk to a representative. In fact, whenever he asked to talk to someone in a position of power purposefully some clerk always put him on hold. Now he was taking a cab to some fancy organizations headquarters in the business sector of Coruscant. The cab landed in a plaza and Meraal threw a credit chip at his driver. He began the walk of boredom to the building's front door.
@[member="Revara Serebis"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[Kobra Hawkins]

Kobra freeran off of a nearby building and landed in a roll in front of @[member="Meraal Vaun"]. He was here because his friend and business partner said had a job for them. But so far, it just looked like they were walking towards some office building. "Meraal, what are we doing here?" Kobra asked annoyedly. He was itching for a fight, purposefully bumping into a nd pushing people around. "So when do we start shooting?" He asked again as he shoved a civilian walking toward them.

 

[JadeShadow]

Coruscant - Environmental Protection Agency Building

Revara sat inside her recently acquired office with a smug expression. How far lies could take someone. Only a month ago, she hadn't existed to the rest of the galaxy. It had taken only a small amount of credits and persuasion to receive a new identity. If anyone bothered to look at the records on her, she would appear to be a simple Coruscanti social worker with a deep affection for animals and the environment. The animal part wasn't really a lie to be honest. She felt lonely without the companionship of her pet Tuk'ata, but she knew that everyone and everything she had once known was gone.

To be honest, she had felt lonely ever since she woke up from cryosleep. The idiots she worked with to "protect" the environment were hardly equivalent to the Sith she was used to working with. No treachery, and no competition. They were all boring, bland, and terrible excuses for sentient beings. So she had called in a bounty hunter.

It was time for her to take a break from her "work" and go experience the galaxy again. The biggest reason being that she needed the money. Working for the government had it's perks, but the money was nothing compared to bounty contracts. If she was going to start rising in the ranks of the Galactic Republic, she would need to buy herself up the ladder. She could almost taste that position in the senate, but perhaps she was getting ahead of herself. All would come to pass in due time.

"There are two men here to see you ma'am." The voice of one of the building security staff buzzed from her desk comlink.

She grinned. "Send them in."

@[member="Meraal Vaun"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[Meraal Vaun]

Meraal bit his lip as Kobra almost landed directly on top of him. "Why the heck do you enjoy jumping off of things so much? I do hope you realize this is an environmental friendly organization's building we're going to right? I don't think the green thumbs are going to have us slotting anything.", he said as a man Kobra pushed fell on top of a lady, who in turn slapped the man in the face. He bit his lip to hold in his laughter. "Why the feth is a environmental agency's headquartes on Coruscant anyway?", he said as they passed through the main doors into the lobby. A droid receptionist which was siitting directly across from the entrance told them they could enter and the two men walked onto a turbolift with what Meraal guessed were security droids stationed on it.
@[member="Revara Serebis"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[Kobra Hawkins]

Kobra looked around inside the lobby. Plush tapestries from all over the galaxy, fine wines and champagnes...and top of the line security. He placed his weapons on a tray as a security guard patted him down, retrieving a a knife, thermal det, holdout blaster and stun rod. The guard reached for Kobra's gauntlet, but he slapped his hand away and glared, shaking his head. Inside his gauntlet, he housed his vibrowhip. The guard made a face and backed up. Kobra took off his helmet, revealing his platinum blonde hair, and a pale face.

"I better not have to be dressed up for this," He sighed, "why are we here again?"

 

[Meraal Vaun]

Meraal glanced at his blue armor, sighing. "I have no shabla idea honestly, all I know is that one of this companies officers wanted to see us." He handed over his DC-17m, Verpine shattergun, and grenades, the droids also tried to remove his gauntlets but instead Meraal put his hands behind his back and walked around the room, moving faster when the droids started to reach for his gauntlets behind him. Oh the joys of having a helmet, he could be looking basically anywhere around him but some would be convinced that his helmet only allowed him to see in a 'T' shape due to his visor.

@[member="Kobra Hawkins"] @[member="Revara Serebis"]

 

[JadeShadow]

Revara watched as the two men were lead into her office. One wore beskar armor. It was a distinctly different model than the one she had observed in her time, but she recognized the workmanship of the mandalorians none the less. The other seemed to be wearing a set of durasteel armor over a combat mesh fabric. His helmet, unlike the mandalorians, was removed to reveal a pale face with a deep scar running from eyebrow to chin.

"Make sure I am not disturbed." She commanded the security droid who then nodded and sealed the door behind them. Revara motioned for them to take a seat in the two chairs sitting in front of her desk.

"Thank you both for coming. I bet your wondering why your here." She said while standing up and walking over to a table with a caf maker and mini conservator filled with a select choice of Revara's favorite wines.

"Would you like a cup of caf? Or perhaps you would fair better with a glass Alderaanian wine?" She stalled. It would either make them more interested in what an executive at a blasted environmental agency wanted from them, or just irritate them. Revara could deal with either, and use it for her own gain. She was a manipulator at heart, and she enjoyed playing mind games with other people, even when they hadn't realized that they'd been dealt in.

@[member="Meraal Vaun"]@[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[Meraal Vaun]

Meraal did the polite and impolite thing, he took a seat and left his helmet on. The reason for the latter was that he didn't want the company executive seeing his expression of boredom. Now to get to the point, Meraal was going to be incredibly blunt,"I'll pass on both, but I would like to know why you called us here? We aren't exactly saving nerfs everyday." In fact most of the time they were burning shrubs by chucking grenades as collateral damage, something way off the topic of environmental protection was about to occur. However, all he could do was observe the blonde, human female making caf and suggesting wines for them.
@[member="Revara Serebis"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[JadeShadow]

"Precisely the reason I called someone like you, instead of one of the utter fools who populate this planet." Revara said all of this while fixing herself a cup of caf casually. She turned back to the bounty hunters and returned to her seat at her desk. She took a sip of the caffeinated drink then continued.

"I am not all that I appear to be. Obviously you were able to deduce that by now. If not I suggest you find a less intelligence intensive career. Who I am exactly is none of your concern, but I can tell you that I'm about to die from boredom if I have to sit around in this office for much longer. It's a far cry from my "normal" field of work. I am in much need of, shall we say, a vacation? I believe you would consider it more of a mutual business venture." She waited to gauge their reactions with a slight smirk on her lips. If they needed more proof than her word, she was prepared to give it to them.

@[member="Meraal Vaun"] @[member="Meraal Vaun"]

 

[Meraal Vaun]

Meraal sighed, if a random civilian thought they wanted a change in career who was he to deny them? "The only field of work I have much wisdom is is hunting, so I'm just going to go out on a limb here and say you aren't considering becoming a big time chef." Meraal recalled a recently placed bounty on rancors by some corporation. He had actually considered it but then remembered only crazies would do that, and he was going to mention it to Kobra but he had a feeling that Kobra would have accepted that bounty. "Do you have a datapad around here by any chance? I think I might know a job you could be interested in" , if any company's manager was insane enough to even consider hunting rancors ,chances are they aren't a normal civilian.

@[member="Revara Serebis"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[JadeShadow]

Revara slid open a side drawer on her desk and produced a datapad from inside. This man clearly underestimated who she was. She could sense him cooking up something in the back of his mind that he thought would make a regular, comfortable company manager on Coruscant shy away from. Good thing she wasn't regular.

"I'm open to anything." She said confidently. "What do you have in mind?" She had hunted Jedi in her time. She had killed for sport and general blood lust. Revara found that she wasn't quite the Sith she used to be anymore. She knew it was still just as much a part of her as her physical body, she just had not tapped into her well of dark-side energy in a long time. Still, she was confident that she could handle whatever this bounty hunter threw at her.

@[member="Meraal Vaun"]@[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[Meraal Vaun]

Meraal uploaded a document stored in his helmet that contained all the information given when the bounty was posted. "This bounty is much more exciting than a desk job, although desk jobs may not involve being eaten alive either. It's a rancor hunt, however the rancors need to be alive, but the client is paying five million credits per monster." He watched the woman's reaction to the bounty information carefully.

@[member="Revara Serebis"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[JadeShadow]

Revara took the datapad back and studied the bounty listing.

"Rancors. Native to Dathomir. The kriffing witches used to tame them and ride them as mounts. We should be able to down one if we're careful. There mostly docile unless their provoked, or hungry. Capturing might be more difficult but certainly not impossible. I think the credits clearly outweigh the risk."

She found it funny that even after thousands of years, the galaxy still revolved around the almighty credit. That job seemed like great pay. Perhaps she would have to start collecting bounties more often.

@[member="Meraal Vaun"] @[member="Kobra Hawkins"]

 

[Kobra Hawkins]

Kobra's mind revolved around only a few things: himself, women, and credits. As he was getting lost in this woman's beauty, she said, "credits" and almost immediately he snapped to attention.

"Credits you say?" Kobra said with a charming smile, "And rancors? This couldn't get better!"

He grabbed a glass of wine and swirled it around, "Hmm...sounds like a deal, IF I get paid up front..."

@[member="Revara Serebis"] @[member="Meraal Vaun"]

 

[Meraal Vaun]

Meraal actually started to want to take the bounty now and a debate broke out in his head. "Five million up front? This meeting is a laugh a minute. You only want to take down one Miss? Why have one fat stack of cash when you can have two?" He really shouldn't have been speaking, he was considering having zero stacks of cash, but he was beginning to lean to the bounty side. He pulled out a credit chip and marked a side with a pen that was laying on the desk in front of him. He designated the marked side as 'stay' and the unmarked as 'go hunt stuff'. He put the pen back on the table and flipped the chip, marked. It was probably one of the dumbest ways to make a decision that could potentially make you a millionaire but there were always other bounties. "I won't be accompanying you two on this one, you're going to have to get another hunter. He said, standing up from his chair.

@[member="Kobra Hawkins"] @[member="Revara Serebis"]