Private The Blackwatch Organisation

[Lucas Harvey-White]

He was having a fairly average day.

He hadn't been in the Eternal Empire space long, probably close to a year. He had been on the planet of Kalidan only mere months. In that time, he had attempted to blend in and had even attempted to learn the local dialect, their local language. He wasn't having much luck, but he could hold a basic conversation.

High Nelvaanian, he believed they called it.

The planet itself was nothing special, none to him anyway. To him it was nothing but taiga and cold desert. Having been born on Corellia, it was an environment he wasn't used. His first few months on the planet had been quite hard to adjust, but when he had started to adjust it became a lot more tolerable to remain on the city.

The large city of Arcenon was something to behold however. Lucas had noted the propaganda everywhere every single time he walked through the streets. The many districts were a sight to behold, everyone knew where they needed to be and got there without even thinking about it. Everyone knew their job and everyone did it.

He adjusted the shirt and his blazer as he walked through the streets.

He had been in his apartment when he received the call. It wasn't technically his apartment, just something he was renting. He hadn't intended to remain within the walls of Arcenon for too long and so didn't see the point in buying property. All he intended to do was remain on Kalidan just long enough to set up his factories and then he could leave and move on.

The summons he had received had come from a government official. The directions that he was sent were taking him into the military district, a place known as The Blackwatch HQ. He didn't know what Blackwatch was, nor did he much care. They didn't impact him. Nor did the summons, not really. He was only travelling to meet the sender because he wanted to know exactly who the sender was.

He walked through the doors to the so called Blackwatch HQ and adjusted his shirt one last time. He looked around briefly, a very modern building. Clearly whoever this "Blackwatch" was had some funding behind them. In a way, he wondered if that's what this was about, if this was about funding.

He spoke in a cool, calm voice.

"I believe someone wanted to see me, and I'd quite like to know who"

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim​

Location: Blackwatch HQ, Arcenon, Kalidan, Eternal Empire
Equipment: Tactical Turtleneck with this look as Imperial Uniform | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | G1 OmniLink
Ground forces: 2/2 Infinite Droids (Honour Guard with her, in her office)
Tag(s): Lucas Harvey-White

Ingrid sat in her office, doing the usual daily affairs. In addition to these, she also had an appointment today, which was soon due on time. She had to meet a company manager who had arrived in the Eternal Empire not so long ago - a few months ago. As he came from outside regions – outside from the Eternal Empire – it was natural that the matter was investigated, especially in the current rebel situation.

It was for this reason that cases came to light against the man that were useful enough to harass him and persuade him to work for the Empire. In such matters, Ingrid was good anyway. She only regretted that she was already too high a rank for her to investigate such cases. And she loved doing that. But unfortunately the days when she could have been a simple agent are over, since she was already a well-known, influential person.

As they reached the time the man had to show up, one of the assistants from outside also signaled that Lucas Harvey-White had arrived. Ingrid told her that she could let the man in. As the door opened at her office, Ingrid stood up from behind her desk and walked forward to greet the stranger.

”Welcome, I'm Ingrid L’lerim” she held out her hand to Lucas. ”Please take a seat! How much do you already speak our language? If it causes inconvenience, I will stay with the galactic common.”

If the man took a seat, Ingrid walked back behind her desk and she sat down there too.

”How do you feel in the Empire? Did you find your calculations here?” she asked.

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[Lucas Harvey-White]

Lucas took the hand of the hand of the female.

It was a sign of respect, of course. It wasn't like he cared for respect, showing it anyway. All he cared about was people respecting him, and if they didn't respect him through trust and loyalty they would respect him through fear. Fear was a great controller.

He sat down slowly in the chair.

Ingrid L'lerim. It was a name he had never heard before, but she was clearly the important government official who had asked to speak to him. He still wanted to know why this "Ingrid" had requested him personally, he wondered what he had to offer her.

He felt her force signature from the moment he had walked into the room. He was tempted to flex his yellow eyes but he decided not to, he needed to remain controlled. The girl was polite enough with him, and so he only felt it right to share that politeness back.

"I speak your language to an extent, however I much prefer conducting my business in Basic"

He offered a gentle smile towards her. It was all an act, of course, but it felt right. It felt like something he should be doing. He didn't care for the woman at all, but it was only right that he hear her out, for he assumed she was doing this for a reason.

"Your empire greatly interests me, I stand to make a lot of money by setting up my businesses here. However, Miss L'lerim, let's skip the formalities. I'm sure I'm not here to talk about the amount of money I currently have sat in my galactic bank account, so tell me"

His voice dropped after the word "me", his eyes turning yellow and his skin turning a light grey as the darkside potential within him consumed his body and his soul. He offered a slight, twisted smile, keeping his eyes firmly on the female sat opposite him.

"Why am I here?"

And just like that, after one question, he was entirely normal to look at. One would have been forgiven for assuming they had gone mad.

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim​

Location: Blackwatch HQ, Arcenon, Kalidan, Eternal Empire
Equipment: Tactical Turtleneck with this look as Imperial Uniform | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | G1 OmniLink
Ground forces: 2/2 Infinite Droids (Honour Guard with her, in her office)
Tag(s): Lucas Harvey-White

”Then let’s stay with the High Nelvaanian language because it’s an Imperial affair and not personal.”

Her voice was calm and cold, despite being polite. She spoke both on a native level, so neither would have caused her any trouble, but she preferred her own first language. Not just because few knew it, but because it was the first thing she learned and the Clans also used this among themselves rather than the galactic common.

However, the man apparently did not ask about the way Ingrid started the conversation. Instead, he tried to instill fear in the woman when he showed that he was a user of the Dark Side. She looked at the other, completely indifferent, almost bored. Apparently, not the slightest reaction was evoked by the man's action. If he thought he was scaring the woman, he was very wrong. For that reason alone, she could hand the man over to the judicial branch, subjecting him to torture for long hours. After all, no one is above the law.

<”Are you finished it?”> Ingrid asked boredly. <”Are you trying to threaten me? I see, you have no idea who I am, even though you have been living in the Eternal Empire for quite some time. Have you been here with your eyes almost closed so far?”>

She asked with a little mockery in her voice, in addition to the coldness. It could have been almost offensive that the man apparently had no idea who Ingrid really was. She leaned back in her chair with a stiff back, her blue eyes looking into Lucas’s eyes.

<”Then we start there that my address is not Miss L’lerim, as I am just working hours, “my Lord” will do perfectly, possibly Director L’lerim. Outside working hours, Baroness L’lerim or Lady Ingrid is the right address. Do you know who I am at all? Or just not completely interested in Imperial customs.”>

So far, she has not deliberately said that the man is sitting opposite the third “man” in the Empire. With the person who is one of the greatest political figures, not to mention that she is the Emperor's disciple and holds the rank of the Emperor's Hand. That is, the woman only has to obey the Emperor and can only receive orders from him, not even from the Empress. Officially, it is another matter that the Empress's orders are also carried out by Ingrid.

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[Lucas Harvey-White]

He lent back in his chair.

She was highly impressive, he gave her that. She carried herself like a true power, someone to be reckoned with. Normally, the reveal of his true Sith nature was enough to scare anyone to submission, but she was entirely indifferent. She couldn't care less.

That was... certainly concerning.

"My lord. I see. You may well be someone's lord, but you'll find I tend to do my own thing. Controlling me only leads to... situations, shall we say my dear lord."

If she could answer in mockery, he would return with sarcasm. He wasn't anyone's to control, he preferred the idea of mutual relationships, where both parties came out better. She was sure to have known that, obviously she knew everything else about him by the look of her.

He switched from basic, figured it was best not to offend her any further.

<"I believe however, we got off on the wrong foot. To answer your questions however, I am neither trying to threaten you nor do I not know who you are. I am well aware of the power you hold in this Empire, however you should very much be aware that I do not and will never fear the power you hold">

He offered her a weak smile.

<"I have not walked around your Empire blindly, I may happen to know things my dear. I believe however, if I'm answering your questions then it's only fair you answer mine. You've made it very clear this is an Imperial Affair. So tell me, why am I truly here?">

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim​

Location: Blackwatch HQ, Arcenon, Kalidan, Eternal Empire
Equipment: Tactical Turtleneck with this look as Imperial Uniform | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | G1 OmniLink
Ground forces: 2/2 Infinite Droids (Honour Guard with her, in her office)
Tag(s): Lucas Harvey-White

Ingrid was not the person to be easily intimidated. Besides, there was no Sith, her master may be, but she was no longer trained for it. Of course, she studied in the same way on the dark side, but not according to the Sith ideals, but according to the teachings of the Wardens of the Shroud. By the way, she was moving in circles high enough not to worry about a figure like White.

The man only achieved, with each word, that Ingrid looked down more and more and found him pathetic. She may not have seen such an ego even with AMCO , or with her husband, though both men would have had a much greater right to it than this inferior anyone sitting here in front of her. In the light of what he did. After Lucas's words, she felt more and more that the man was stupid and had no idea about the laws. It was not the Sith Empire where a Sith could do anything.

She let go of his other words beside her ears completely. She didn't even bother to answer them. At the man's next response, she smiled mockingly for a moment. From this she was reassured that the man really did not know.

<”Oh, you should! For my only word would be enough to execute you and I should do it… This is not a threat or an abuse of power. You have merely broken the laws of the Eternal Empire and here, no one is above the laws. Oh, and you were so kind as to volunteer to walk into the main building of the Secret Police.”>

And the man still wanted to hurry. Did he really want to know his destiny? This soon? And the man apparently did not respect anyone but himself. Ingrid was never a fan of such persons as she grew up in military rigor.

<”Yet you did so, even if you deny it. All right, let’s leave the politeness if you don’t ask for civilized conversation. Mr. White, you have been arrested on charges of multiple murder! I do not say the verdict, it is not my prerogative, but do not very much hope that it will not be an execution.”>

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[Lucas Harvey-White]

Under arrest?

Oh yeah, he remembered vaguely the events. He remembered the red glow of his saber as it sliced through constructors and workmen as if they were nothing. He remembered the screams as people ran and the lightsaber cut through them like nothing but butter.

He offered a sick smile.

"Take me away then my dear lord, I plead guilty to the charges you accused me of"

He stood up and lifted his blazer, showing that he was entirely unarmed. He would leave without a fuss if that's what she wanted. He'd sat in cells before, they were easy enough to just walk out of. He had no issues letting himself out of prison cells, it was mostly just an inconvenience.

"I have a different suggestion however"

Lucas sat back down, adjusting his blazer once again. He was enjoying himself, Ingrid was a very enjoyable woman to spend time near. She was very pleasant when she wasn't planning to arrest him and wasn't threatening him with a prison sentence and possible execution.

"I believe, as you said, I'm currently in the house of the secret police. I believe I have numerous skills your secret police force may find... useful. I have connections that may well come in useful to you, I'm certainly useful at weeding out a rat, which seems extremely useful when you have this rebel problem I've heard so much about recently"

He smiled at her, partly an act and partly because he had a really good idea.

"I could give you a demonstration, if you'd like"

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim​

Location: Blackwatch HQ, Arcenon, Kalidan, Eternal Empire
Equipment: Tactical Turtleneck with this look as Imperial Uniform | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | G1 OmniLink
Ground forces: 2/2 Infinite Droids (Honour Guard with her, in her office)
Tag(s): Lucas Harvey-White

<”So, you confess your deeds, great. Surely quite a few will be curious about your crucifixion as well. For murder this is the punishment in the Empire.”>

Her voice was still completely colourless and serious. Even if apparently the man didn’t take the whole interrogation seriously. She was pretty sure the Sith thought he could get out of the cell easily, everyone thought so. It may have been so elsewhere, but here he may be in for a very unpleasant surprise. True, Ingrid didn't test it all, but she didn't have to, she went there voluntarily to enforce the sentence, she respected the law. And after the punishment, she left the building on her own two feet.

<”Yet what makes you think I'm interested in your proposal? After what you have shown, if you were the last living person in the Galaxy, I would ask for neither your suggestions nor your ideas.”>

Even now, her voice was completely uninterested, and her movements did not tell her how much she was interested or not in what the man could show or offer. She pressed a button on the table and called for two Wolfguards to be sent in, who would accompany the “gentleman” to the jail because he had been arrested. Moments later, two Wolfguards entered the room.

<”And I suggest cutting his tongue out before the torture and making sure he can’t use telepathy either. He's being crucified anyway because he confessed to the murders. It’s also okay if he suffers brain damage, but I want he understands what’s happening to him all the time.”>

<“Yes, my Lord!”> the two Wolfguards answered at once.

<”If you still want to demonstrate, it will only prolong the torture before the execution.”>

She smiled kindly now as she looked at the man. Meanwhile, telepathically, she made a quick consultation about the Sith with Kainan Wolfe . Although none could be detected this, however, if anyone had been able to, it could only read code and strings of numbers from the woman's head because she used the secret "language" in the direction of the Emperor, which they always used to communicate when they speak telepathically with each other.

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[Lucas Harvey-White]

Torture and Execution.

He understood, of course. His crime deserved punishment. He very much accepted that fact that no crime could go without appropriate punishment. It was only right, and he appreciated that The Eternal Empire was willing to punish the evil within it's empire.

The Wolfguards had taken him away, and Lucas had gone with them willingly. He accepted being stripped of his weapons and he accepted the cell door being closed behind him. He accepted the cold, alone nature of the cell that he was being forced to sit in.

He was offered a chair, but he didn't choose to sit on it. Instead he chose the corner of the room. He had taken his jacket off as to not ruin it, and instead sat there in his shirt and trousers. He sat there and he closed his eyes, allowing the darkness to fill him.

He sat, and grinned.

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim​

Location: Blackwatch HQ, Arcenon, Kalidan, Eternal Empire
Equipment: Tactical Turtleneck with this look as Imperial Uniform | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | G1 OmniLink
Ground forces: 2/2 Infinite Droids (Honour Guard with her, in her office)
Tag(s): Lucas Harvey-White

Lucas was lucky anyway, he spent almost no time in the cell, he got into the torture room very soon. Roughly maybe, if half, he spent a maximum of an hour in a cell only, so quite a minimum amount of time. Before they were taken out of Ingrid's office, the man might have noticed that the woman had signalled something to the two soldiers. It wasn't too hidden, but the sign hadn't been seen by the man before. He was subjected to roughly six hours of torture. Since the man endured the torture well, he probably had no problem with that either. As soon as it was over, he got his clothes back, he could shower, eat, and then escort him back to Ingrid's office.

Ingrid spent the whole day in the office, just waiting for her men to bring Lucas back. It was the Emperor's order to secure the man in an appropriate manner, and his execution could still be postponed because it might prove useful. Of course, Ingrid thought so too, but she didn't want to go beyond her powers, so she had to consult with the ruler about this. There was a bomb collar on her desk, which she intended for the man under the order, if he wanted to escape, then, well, it would probably have killed him faster than crucifixion.

When the soldiers escorted the man back to the office, Ingrid only signaled with his hand to sit the man back in the chair where he had sat before. If the other has done all this, the woman will speak again. Although she could handle it if the man stopped further away from her desk. She, whatever happens, leaned back comfortably in her chair.

<”You seem to have a lucky day and may still be alive for the time being if you prove useful. So if you are willing to cooperate, now is the great time to tell me what you could do for the benefit of the Eternal Empire, how you could help us.”>

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[Lucas Harvey-White]

It had been a long, painful few hours.

He had been through torture before, it wasn't his first rodeo. He had learnt numerous different techniques and methods to resist the methods of torture being used against him. It hurt, but it was nothing that wouldn't heal. He managed to get through it in silence.

He was just normally used to being the one carrying out the torture.

Once the torture was over with, he found himself being pretty well looked after. He freshened up, put on his suit once again and got some food. He ate very little, but it was the thought that counted. He was honestly surprised that he was being looked after so well.

Then when he was returned to Ingrid's office, it all made sense.

He sat down softly as she spoke, leaning back in the chair. He heard her ask what he could offer, and he assumed it meant she had listened after all. He offered a weak smile, he was oddly impressed. The female opposite him was constantly surprising.

<"I believe this may indeed by my lucky day, and I believe you've very much surprised me today. Let me see how I can benefit your Empire, both personally and on behalf of Telum">

He looked at Ingrid.

<"Telum can supply weapons to the Eternal Empire. I can design and provide some of the best weapons the Empire has ever seen my dear, but that doesn't answer your question now, does it. Your question was specifically how I could benefit your Empire. I believe you'll find I have certain skills, the ability to find information and procure information from people. All I require is your blessing, certain access and while I'm making requests, maybe a ship and some men I can call my own.">

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim​

Location: Blackwatch HQ, Arcenon, Kalidan, Eternal Empire
Equipment: Tactical Turtleneck with this look as Imperial Uniform | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | G1 OmniLink
Ground forces: 2/2 Infinite Droids (Honour Guard with her, in her office)
Tag(s): Lucas Harvey-White

One sure was almost immediately that the man was still unwilling to adhere to decency and address. If he dared to do that with Ingrid - luckily that she was forgiving in a private - he would have met someone who wasn't so patient. She even wondered if the man would behave the same in Kainan Wolfe scene. If so, he won’t be too long-lived in light of the murder. But if he do this in front of others, he will be sent for another punishment. Like the soldier on Lanteeb who called the Emperor as Daddy.

<”I, too, am merely doing my duty to the Eternal Empire. This should come as no surprise.”> she said.

Of course, she would have been able to go on the topic of where she might have surprised the other. But she didn’t want to do it, just concretize things into what the other was expecting. Although her reputation probably preceded her anyway, anyone could have expected this in her case. After that, the man finally started telling her how she could benefit from him in the Empire. Let’s say she already knew what kind of company the other one had, but she wanted to hear from the man.

And again, selfishness is like the Rocksolid Arms not giving the best quality to the Empire or the clans. And there were countless other great companies within the Empire who made high quality weapons. So she doubted that. Nodded at the second part, however, as the man began to talk about himself. Yes, that sounded a lot better than the first part.

<”It will be revealed later whether you will get subordinates depending on how well you can do your job. An agent or spy never works with people he gets, but he builds his own connection system himself. You will have such people at most if they have a leader and no longer have to go to the field. But I'm going to send you to the field to find out you really are as good as you say.”>

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