Now Hiring (Nyx)

[Noah Corek]

[member="Nyx"]

Noah sighed as he sat in his office in the Prex Tower. For the last few weeks Noah had been looking for potential recruits for the Pyre and when he said he had been looking he had actually requested MICO to draft up some recruits they had their eyes on, because MICO had eyes and ears everywhere looking for new talent for themselves and the Pyre. On person though had been flagged. Noah picked up his datapad and read her file.

Name: Anixya "Nyx" Kuhn
Species: Human
Age: 19
Height: 1.76 Meters
Weight: est. 49.7 Kilograms
Eye Color: Cyan
Hair Color: Black
Skin: Fair-Skinned
Skills: Blasters, Swords, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Agile and Keen Sense
Liabilities: Dark-Side Inclined, Greedy, Antisocial (not fit for unit cohesion) and Non-Subtle

Noah rubbed his chin as he read the file MICO had on this 'Nyx' character for what seemed like the fifth time. She was skilled, he had to admit that, no where near the level of skill he had or some of the more experienced contractors like Nyos, Aeron, Levy, Teroch and others, but she the mold for her was there, it was certainly there, Noah just had to see if they could shape it, so he had set up a meeting, of course he kept a concealed weapon under his desk facing towards the chair in front of his desk, say what you wanted about him, Noah was cautious.

 

[Nyx]

Nyx was somewhat surprised when she received a request for a meeting with [member="Noah Corek"]. She'd never had any interactions with the Omega Protectorate, and didn't really know how to feel about them. The woman had gone to the building he had told him to meet her, and after a few minutes, she walked into his office.​

"You must be Corek." She greeted, plopping down in the chair. "I'm Nyx, but I'm sure you already knew that."​

She leaned forward, her face one of interest.​

"Now, let's cut to the chase; why am I here?"​

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Nyx"]

Noah gave a smile as Nyx entered into his office, not a off putting smile, more of the smile of a predator. "Miss Nyx I'm glad to see you took time out of your probably packed schedule to meet with me. Your assumption is correct. I'm Colonel Noah Corek, Colonel of the Omega Pyre, basically second in command and field commander of the Pyre. I'm also in charge of gathering intel and dossier on all potential talent that might be suited for the Pyre and a few months ago you landed on our radar with some job you pulled, the details elude me but the results speak for themselves. So basically because of this I'd like to offer you a job. As either a freelancer or a full time contractor for the Omega Pyre."

 

[Nyx]

Nyx settled back in the chair, a smile on her face. Working with the Cartel was great, but she was starting to want more. More adventure, more challenge, and most of all; more credits. So this offer came at a time that was highly profitable for her. ​

"Well, Mr. Corek, I must say, your offer is tempting. Though, I'm going to have to stick to being a contractor; I have connections to the Cartel, and giving those up is not good for my financial health."​

Nyx smirked.​

"Speaking of financial health, how much does a contractor earn around here?"​

[member="Noah Corek"]​

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Nyx"]

Noah laughed when she mentioned the Cartel and the mercs. "Cartel mercs? Please. I eat two-bit amatuers like that for breakfast. Trust me the Cartel is cheating any mercs they have and paying them extrememly less what we'd be willing to pay." Noah said as he leaned back in his chair recalling some details about the last contract the Pyre had taken. "For example, the last contract we took was a fifty million credit contract, yes a fifty million credit contract. Fifty million pays for about a seventy guys, fully loaded along with armor support so about one hundred guys in total. After each contract is fufilled we always set aside twenty percent to pay everyone, five percent for me, five percent for the Prex and ten percent for the Protector. The other sixty goes into the Pyre's multiple accounts that we keep our cash in. But I digress, do you know what twenty percent of fifty million is? About ten million, divide that by the hundred contractors that were brought along and the total average per contractor you get is a whopping one-hundred thousand credits. And that was for a single contract." Noah knew how to work a person like Nyx, appeal to their greed.

 

[Nyx]

Nyx's smirk disappeared, and she stared at [member="Noah Corek"] in disbelief. 100,000 credits? She'd never even held that many credits before, let alone had that paid to her. She was conflicted, now. The Hutts had been good to her, but they simply couldn't afford to pay her 100,00 credits.​

In the end, Nyx's greed won out over her loyalty, and she couldn't nod her head enough.​

"That right there is a game-changer. For that much, I'd carve up my own mother."​

She smiled from ear-to-ear, her appreciation for the man in front of her largely increased.​

"You have yourself another merc in your employ, boss."​

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Nyx"]

Noah smiled as he stood, calming taking the Corek Custom Revolver he had been holding under his desk and sliding it into his shoulder holster he was wearing. "Glad you agreed and didn't attack me. I'd hate to have to clean greymatter off of my walls again." Noah said with a smile as he walked out from behind his desk and walked towards the door, motioning for Nyx to follow him. "Come on and we'll get you outfitted with your gear." Noah said and then turned to walk out the door. But before he left he turned back around again and pulled out a envelope. "By the way here is your twenty-five thousand credit starting bonus, the address to your new apartment and your key to the apartment."

[member="Nyx"]