Sith space was a dangerous place for Anaya to be. With Kaine sitting on the ever cursed throne and his hate for her as potent as ever she spent the entire journey to the wheel climbing the walls of her ship, growling at anyone foolish enough to speak to her. The Captain knew his Mistress well enough to keep his mouth shut unless she asked him a direct question so it was with a timid approach that he entered her chamber to find her pacing to and fro, lekku twitching. Anaya stopped in her tracks, glaring at the man who was smart enough not to flinch.
"ETA in ten, Lady Apoleia. Would you like to be accompanied?"
Anaya deflated somewhat, relief washing over her. "No thank you Captain."
Twenty minutes later and Anaya found herself deep within the Wheel. She marveled at her surroundings, wondering if she couldn't get herself another club here. Another topic to raise with Popo in their meeting. She let her footsteps carry her to where she needed to be, slipping inside the smoky casino, she let her hood drop, eyes scanning for her target. Anaya had never liked the hutts, an unfortunate childhood in slavery had left her with such scarring that she never would like the hutts. They were, however, a necessary evil in order to expand her business further. She hadn't given Popo her real name, it had such a poor reputation with it, it wasn't worth the hassle as such, all messages that had passed between them were signed Apoleia and he would have no reason to suspect her to be anyone else. She'd been off the radar long enough to have been forgotten by most now.
She moved towards the VIP area, only to be stopped by a gammorean gaurd. She smacked his hand sharply from her arm. "I have an appointment."
@[member="Popo"] [I hope you don't mind me taking the liberty to kick start a thread to discuss a long term deal]
"ETA in ten, Lady Apoleia. Would you like to be accompanied?"
Anaya deflated somewhat, relief washing over her. "No thank you Captain."
Twenty minutes later and Anaya found herself deep within the Wheel. She marveled at her surroundings, wondering if she couldn't get herself another club here. Another topic to raise with Popo in their meeting. She let her footsteps carry her to where she needed to be, slipping inside the smoky casino, she let her hood drop, eyes scanning for her target. Anaya had never liked the hutts, an unfortunate childhood in slavery had left her with such scarring that she never would like the hutts. They were, however, a necessary evil in order to expand her business further. She hadn't given Popo her real name, it had such a poor reputation with it, it wasn't worth the hassle as such, all messages that had passed between them were signed Apoleia and he would have no reason to suspect her to be anyone else. She'd been off the radar long enough to have been forgotten by most now.
She moved towards the VIP area, only to be stopped by a gammorean gaurd. She smacked his hand sharply from her arm. "I have an appointment."
@[member="Popo"] [I hope you don't mind me taking the liberty to kick start a thread to discuss a long term deal]