The Demon of Jedha
Location: Hotel Loronz, Coruscant
Current Configuration: Stealth (See Bio)
How she envied them.
Since her original iteration, the many Westenra's that had lived and died since then had all shared a single desire:
The desire to one day swim.
Her design of course, made deliberately vulnerable to water, rendered this impossible. She was not human, but artificial, and thus her skin did not decay as a human's does unless she went without nourishment. But it also meant she could never feel the joy of swimming in a lake.
Instead, she had contented herself by sitting poolside on a stretched out wooden bench, watching the glittering water. She'd altered her flesh to make it look like she was in a bright yellow sling bikini, covering a curvy but athletic bronze figure, bright pink eyes that were purple glinting at the center scanning the waters as they were disturbed by the movement of various bodies swimming in it.
The GA had contacted her spy Alias, 'Ensan' and told her to book a stay here. This was their usual pattern, tell her to book a stay somewhere before taking however long it took to get her the orders to her real destination.
Ever since the successful attempt on the previous Westenra's life at a Suite within the Senate, she had been leaning hard on what contacts she had managed to build up on discovering who exactly among the former slaves on Foerost had the money and contacts to send an assassin directly past Senate Security. GA Intelligence was certain help had come from the inside.
So far, they had at least determined where the money had come from. The Artificial Vampire suspected that this was her next assignment...
A waiter from the nearby bar in the vast pool room dropped a key next to her.
"Excuse me?" he called out, ceasing rolling the repulsorlift cart carrying drinks to pick up the key. "You dropped this.
Ensan knew the signal.
"Next time be more careful." She replied back as protocol.
"It will profusely never happen in this lifetime..." he responded back quietly.
Code phrase was a pass. Orders were legitimate.
The Android took a few minutes before going into the changing room, altering her flesh to resemble a black cocktail dress and stilettos were covering her, waited a minute or so, then walked back out, heading to tge room number listed on the key.
The key opened the door to a spacious, bare room with a single datapad on the floor.
Westenra glided over to it, picking it up and pressed play.
"A compound set up by a faction of suspected Imperial Sympathizers against increased military presence from The GA has been discovered in the rural areas of Foerost. Intel from inside believes that the Sympathizers have discovered the entrance to a massive city-size underground vault and are currently excavating it. It is also believed the head of the compound, Benedict Psorian, possesses a blackmail list of the traitors with Senate Security. We have also learned that in one week a Sith Intelligence team composed of Counter Security and EOD specialists will be present on Foerost, to help them crack the mainframe within the vault and completely disable what is reported to be extremely dangerous security measures. Your mission consists of three primary objectives. One: Infiltrate the compound without alerting security. Once there, you will obtain a copy of the list without Psorian noticing, as well as finding some means of disabling vault security so they will not detect security alerts from within the vault. Two: You must retrieve the cheif treasure confirmed to be within the vault without leaving evidence of your presence if at all possible. Three: You must sabotage all efforts at further excavation until The GA obtains legal permission to evict Psorian from his land. Psorian himself must be framed for the sabotage so his contacts in the Sith Empire will no longer trust him." The voice on the pad droned in a cold deep electronic voice
"To do all this, it has been determined that even with an agent of your considerable ability, this is still a two person job. In order to facilitate mission success, GA Intelligence seeks to obtain the assistance and eventual loyalty of a thief and inventor named Taji Nelson . He demonstrates considerably high potential for field work as an Agent. Our underworld contacts have allowed it to slip that the house of one of your covers, Lorna Prynce, is in possession of a rare Zeffo Statue worth millions, guarded by deadly magnaguard security we have placed inside and deliberately modified to be unhackable by wireless signal and twice as durable to ion or magnetics. It was deliberately leaked to where it was certain he would notice. You are to befriend him by offering to be the muscle that helps him get past the Magnaguards, in exchange for thirty-five percent of the take. You have two days to cultivate him for the job on Foerost if you successfully hook him over the apartment job."
"A final note: There can be no casualties on the Foerost mission and as little evidence of foul play as possible. The situatiin is too politically delicate for a targeted assassination. Other than that you have full discretion as to how you infiltrate the compond and vault, "
The audio message deleted instantly after that. On the rest of the datapad were mission details and a full dossier on Taji.
Eight hours later...
She had entered the seedy underworks bar known as "Creed's" before. Occasionally she did moonlight as a theif as part of a mandate to test her skills but this was a whole other level of elaborate.
Her flesh was altered to look as it usually did, to resemble her wearing a skintight yellow and black combat leotard with long gloves and boots.
Theives of the high end variety used this place to pick up leads. Almost certainly one was that one of the best was looking to act as muscle to a particular job, and was looking to pay generous terms. As she sat down at a table, ordering a drink, she knew it was only a matter of time before hopefully Taji showed, as she had already turned down numerous others due to not being able to crack the security adequately...
Current Configuration: Stealth (See Bio)
How she envied them.
Since her original iteration, the many Westenra's that had lived and died since then had all shared a single desire:
The desire to one day swim.
Her design of course, made deliberately vulnerable to water, rendered this impossible. She was not human, but artificial, and thus her skin did not decay as a human's does unless she went without nourishment. But it also meant she could never feel the joy of swimming in a lake.
Instead, she had contented herself by sitting poolside on a stretched out wooden bench, watching the glittering water. She'd altered her flesh to make it look like she was in a bright yellow sling bikini, covering a curvy but athletic bronze figure, bright pink eyes that were purple glinting at the center scanning the waters as they were disturbed by the movement of various bodies swimming in it.
The GA had contacted her spy Alias, 'Ensan' and told her to book a stay here. This was their usual pattern, tell her to book a stay somewhere before taking however long it took to get her the orders to her real destination.
Ever since the successful attempt on the previous Westenra's life at a Suite within the Senate, she had been leaning hard on what contacts she had managed to build up on discovering who exactly among the former slaves on Foerost had the money and contacts to send an assassin directly past Senate Security. GA Intelligence was certain help had come from the inside.
So far, they had at least determined where the money had come from. The Artificial Vampire suspected that this was her next assignment...
A waiter from the nearby bar in the vast pool room dropped a key next to her.
"Excuse me?" he called out, ceasing rolling the repulsorlift cart carrying drinks to pick up the key. "You dropped this.
Ensan knew the signal.
"Next time be more careful." She replied back as protocol.
"It will profusely never happen in this lifetime..." he responded back quietly.
Code phrase was a pass. Orders were legitimate.
The Android took a few minutes before going into the changing room, altering her flesh to resemble a black cocktail dress and stilettos were covering her, waited a minute or so, then walked back out, heading to tge room number listed on the key.
The key opened the door to a spacious, bare room with a single datapad on the floor.
Westenra glided over to it, picking it up and pressed play.
"A compound set up by a faction of suspected Imperial Sympathizers against increased military presence from The GA has been discovered in the rural areas of Foerost. Intel from inside believes that the Sympathizers have discovered the entrance to a massive city-size underground vault and are currently excavating it. It is also believed the head of the compound, Benedict Psorian, possesses a blackmail list of the traitors with Senate Security. We have also learned that in one week a Sith Intelligence team composed of Counter Security and EOD specialists will be present on Foerost, to help them crack the mainframe within the vault and completely disable what is reported to be extremely dangerous security measures. Your mission consists of three primary objectives. One: Infiltrate the compound without alerting security. Once there, you will obtain a copy of the list without Psorian noticing, as well as finding some means of disabling vault security so they will not detect security alerts from within the vault. Two: You must retrieve the cheif treasure confirmed to be within the vault without leaving evidence of your presence if at all possible. Three: You must sabotage all efforts at further excavation until The GA obtains legal permission to evict Psorian from his land. Psorian himself must be framed for the sabotage so his contacts in the Sith Empire will no longer trust him." The voice on the pad droned in a cold deep electronic voice
"To do all this, it has been determined that even with an agent of your considerable ability, this is still a two person job. In order to facilitate mission success, GA Intelligence seeks to obtain the assistance and eventual loyalty of a thief and inventor named Taji Nelson . He demonstrates considerably high potential for field work as an Agent. Our underworld contacts have allowed it to slip that the house of one of your covers, Lorna Prynce, is in possession of a rare Zeffo Statue worth millions, guarded by deadly magnaguard security we have placed inside and deliberately modified to be unhackable by wireless signal and twice as durable to ion or magnetics. It was deliberately leaked to where it was certain he would notice. You are to befriend him by offering to be the muscle that helps him get past the Magnaguards, in exchange for thirty-five percent of the take. You have two days to cultivate him for the job on Foerost if you successfully hook him over the apartment job."
"A final note: There can be no casualties on the Foerost mission and as little evidence of foul play as possible. The situatiin is too politically delicate for a targeted assassination. Other than that you have full discretion as to how you infiltrate the compond and vault, "
The audio message deleted instantly after that. On the rest of the datapad were mission details and a full dossier on Taji.
Eight hours later...
She had entered the seedy underworks bar known as "Creed's" before. Occasionally she did moonlight as a theif as part of a mandate to test her skills but this was a whole other level of elaborate.
Her flesh was altered to look as it usually did, to resemble her wearing a skintight yellow and black combat leotard with long gloves and boots.
Theives of the high end variety used this place to pick up leads. Almost certainly one was that one of the best was looking to act as muscle to a particular job, and was looking to pay generous terms. As she sat down at a table, ordering a drink, she knew it was only a matter of time before hopefully Taji showed, as she had already turned down numerous others due to not being able to crack the security adequately...