Colher Harheats arrival

[Colher Harheat]

"Very good." Rhoden said, "You'll just be using your experience and common sense to find anything incriminating." he said, "Now this Lieutenant, Harper Clarys, is currently..." he tapped on his datapad and a map of the facility came up. "At her office, and she should remain there for the next few hours."

Rhoden stood, "You'll need a change of clothes, you need to look like you've got a deal of money to your name, we're going to introduce you as an observer in her department." he said, "You'll go about your business, take an interest in Ms. Clarys, and proceed from there." The door slid open and Jorvan, another member of the Inferno Squad, walked in wearing his full armor. The armor was not recognizeable as Imperial, the helmet being markedly different in-particular, it was a sleek black color and had pauldrons on either shoulder. Jorvan's pauldrons held the red and gold marks of a Commander in the Carbine Shadowguard, but also bore the red markings of his status in the Inferno Squad.

"We'll adhere a microscopic microphone to your voicebox, and a similar implant in your ear, it will allow us to communicate easily." Rhoden said, "The procedure may be uncomfortable but will be quick." he picked up a small box, "You will also wear contact lenses which will transmit visual feeds to us and which will provide you with any information you require without the need to consult a datapad."

"Questions, concerns, comments?" he asked as Jorvan set a case on the desk and began pulling out equipment.

"Questions, concerns, comments?" he asked as Jorvan set a case on the desk and began pulling out equipment. ''No Sir, I am ready to start this assignment'' said Colher while waiting for the equipment to be placed.

[Desade Pho]

Silence was, well, silent. Her artificially brown eyes moved over to the pair, taking them in. She hoped the mission went south, she'd love to kill everyone involved. Which, in hindsight, was the genius of the Grand Admiral. She needed something to kill, anything would do, and a Massassi Warlord would do just fine. Her eyes fixated on the Commander for a very long moment, held tilting slightly as she examined every line of his face. Studied it. Committed it to memory.

She crossed her arms, rubbing her hands against her biceps, where tightly formed muscles had grown from her more recent regiment. She'd remain fit, she'd continue her internal training, and work on her external as well. Her body was lithe, but there were definitely finely honed muscles over every inch of her frame. Not powerfully built, but quick, nimble. She would merely watch, for now. Watch, and strike when her foe least expected it. Right now, she would just be an observer.

[Rhoden Carbine]

Jorvan picked up a long device and inserted it into the man's ear, there was a high-pitched hum and a click as the device was essentially fused to his skin. Rhoden picked up a little bead and a flat metal device, "Swallow." he said, handing the bead to Colher, as he complied Rhoden held the device up to his throat and nodded once as a confirmation beep sounded.

"Very good, now go off and consult the 3P0 droid waiting across the hall, he'll get you dressed up and ready to go, don't mind any murderous comments he may make I'm still trying to fix that." Rhoden said, gesturing to the door. "Now, we" Rhoden said, facing Desade "Have a few things to discuss about what you might do in this operation."

Rhoden saw her stance, her build, everything about her and was pleased. She was not a blaster-toting, knife wielding assassin, she was a predator. She would hunt and kill her prey, caring not for the pain or suffering the prey would suffer for its death was simply the natural order of things. She would be a useful member of the Empire, but a threat too, he could read the instability and the disconnection in her. She would try to kill him if she became so inclined. Try being the key word.

OOC: Feel free to continue past the droid without dialogue and meet your target if you wish, otherwise I'll engage you in more posts acting as my 3P0.

[Desade Pho]

Her head slowly turned to look at Rhoden, there was that aspect that would love to feel his warm blood across her body, but there were other avenues she wanted to try. She knew her mind was twisted, broken even, she wanted to observe human interactions, learn to mimic them. She was beginning to pick up several already, just from holovids. She was learning a vast plethora, and she had an understanding of why someone could use those interactions. Besides, she wasn't just an assassin. While her ability and enjoyment of taking lives made her good for those kinds of missions, she had also done data collection and recovery missions. She could be a spy when needed. She walked toward his desk, her feet crossing over one another as she stepped, a sway to her hips as she bit her bottom lip again.

"That we do, Commander," she purred toward him, letting her eyes trail down to his chest, "Where shall we start?" she asked him.

((OOC: Okay, I'm going to pull Desade out here, as it'll be just her and Rhoden, Rhoden, we can start a new thread for our conversation? Welcome to Sithlore, and more importantly, the Empire, Colher!))

[Colher Harheat]

As the Imperial Commander said at the end of the hallway outside the Commander's office was a droid waiting. As Colher approached the droid he saw that the droid had his new clothes in his hand. ''These clothes ar indeed a lot more fancy than the ones I am wearing'' said Colher to himself. Colher was interested if the droid would indeed make murderous comments but...

(ooc: I would like to see how your droid reacts to people that why I wanted to speak to him before Colher begins his assignment. I hope you dont't mind writing the droid response.)

[Rhoden Carbine]

The man approached the black protocol droid, the droid heard him mutter about the dismal state of his clothes. "Oh, yes, one can't die without being properly dressed." the droid said cheerfully. He looked the man up and down, as much to determine weak points as to asses what outfit should be provided. After a brief moment he held out a simple but fine cut of cloth, blue and black with gold trimming. "Your outfit, sir. Please do try not to get blood on it, I do hate cleaning." he said, he raised a finger "As such, feel free to contact me if someone requires killing."


"I imagine the simplest way to include you in this operation is to place you nearby should the need arise for the Lieutenant to be 'dealt with'." Rhoden said as the door slid shut, noting her attention was not focused on his face. He mused for a moment whether she was determining where best to stab him or wondering about the uniform--or some other task irrelevant and inappropriate for the time.

"Of course we could find something else for you to do." Dot beeped and he glanced at the droid, "Yes, go." he said, the droid floated up and into the ventilation shaft. He would head down to the Lieutenant's location and would observe silently, following her and Colher once they left the building.

OOC: I think it would be easier to keep it in here, since this little task will relate to Mr. Harheats's little mission. Of course there's always discussions and such to do in regards to your Yavin operation, a thread I continue to watch for.

[Desade Pho]

She reached out, not with her knife, but with the palm of her hand, a touch of fingertips sliding over the Commander's chest momentarily, as she drew close, offering him a coy smile, eyes slowly moving up, her chest out, showing a bit more skin as she locked her eyes with his.

"How nearby would you like me?" she asked, her voice dropped a bit, sultry, seductive. "I have a few ideas on what I'd like to do," she purred, leaning in close, then she was gone, like some serpentine creature, she slithered around him, and moved toward the window to stare out it. "Though I suppose you mean business alone- Imperials never let themselves have any... fun," she pouted, admiring the window, before she sighed, and turned to look at him, arms crossed over her chest.

"Where will you have Silence," she asked, awaiting instruction.

[Rhoden Carbine]

"I have ideas as to what you'd like to do as well." Rhoden said genially. "In any case I reserve 'fun' for my meetings with rebels and the like." he smiled, his features sharpening. "You will place yourself on the roof of the apartments, our Lieutenant is conveniently renting the top floor." he clasped his hands behind his back before he continued, "Once confirmation comes through your job will be simple, deal with her as you see fit. If Mr. Harheats appears to be in trouble, deal with her as you see fit."

[Colher Harheat]

''Thank you'' said Colher to the droid that had given him his new clothes. He put on the new clothes, the clothes fit perfectly Colher thought now he was ready to begin his mission. He walked through the Imperial base tothe exit of the base. There he waited for the lieutenant to come out. He waited outside the base for an hour and a half before finally the lieutenant came out. It was around dinner time so Colher thought that the best way to show her that he had money was for him to ask her for dinner in the most expensive restaurant of the city, he would pay with the credits that he had brought with him from Lothal they should be enough to pay for the dinner Colher thought. As he walked up to the lieutenant he already saw that she was looking at him with interest, probaly thinking if I could be a potential target for her schemes. ''Hey there miss would you like to go with me to the most expensive restaurant in the city'' said Colher to lieutenant Harper Clarys. To his suprise Harper said yes. As the two walked to the restaurant the introduced themselves. ''I am Colher Harheat'' said colher, ''I am Harper Clarys Lieutenant in the Imperial Navy'' said Harper. ''Why did you so out of the blue ask me out for dinner'' asked Harper. ''I saw you leaving the Imperial base and I thought you would be hungry after a day of work'' said Colher calmly to Harper. ''You are definitley right about me being hungry I am starving'' Harper said as they arrive at the restaurant. ''Table for two'' Colher said to the waiter, the waiter brought them to a nice table in one of the corners of the restaurant. As the two settle down the waiter gave them the menu, ''you can order what ever you like, the bill is on me'' Colher said to Harper who know was convinced that I would be her next target. ''Then I will'' she said to him. After 2 courses Colher said he needed to use the bathroom. He walked away from the table and walked to the closest bathroom, there he checked if there was no one was in the bathroom then he said to who ever was listening on the other side of his communication gear that was early this day implanted in him. ''Target probaly now convinced that I am rich enough for her to seduce me and then kill me or frame me for a crime and take of with my money, when I am in her appartment I will search her computer for any evidence that will lead to her arrested I hope you hear this'' said Colher only loud enough for the gear to pick it up. He walked out of the bathroom and back to his table. He saw that Harper had order some more food, after he sat down the two talked mostly about his fortune which said contained more than it actually contained. After the dinner the bill came Colher paid for it and it almost costed him all the credits that he had. ''If you want you can come with me to my appartment'' Harper said while the two of them walked out of the restaurant. ''I would like that very much'' Colher said to Harper. As the two of them walked to Harper's appartment they didn't talk much. When they arrived things immediately whent to a new level, this was the quick and short relationships the Imperial Commander was talking about earlier to day Colher thought as he and Harper began walking towards her bedroom. They did in the bedroom things Colher hadn't done in a long while... When Colher woke up the next morning he saw that Harper was still sleeping. He quietly stood up and walked out of the room, he walked towards Harper's computer, he was hoping Harper wouldn't wake up. As he turned on the computer he began searching through Harper's computer there he found out that Harper kept almost anything that she got on her computer anything from messages of promotion to old orders she got from her superiors, after some time searching trough her computer he founded an encrypted file as Colher decrypted the file he saw that the file contained contracts from assassins and their targets. Colher took his datacard and downloaded the file this should be enough evidence to get Harper arrested. ''Sir I have found the evidence we need what do you want me to do now?'' Colher said quietly so that only the communication gear could pick it up. Colher was nervously awaiting the Imperial Commander's answer.

(ooc: I hope the story is convincing and good enough, I decided to stop her so that you could also be in the story Rhoden.)

[Desade Pho]

She pursed her lips as she stared out the window, and sighed softly.

"Silence isn't just about killing, Commander, that's not the fun I was thinking of... but suit yourself," she adjusted her dress a bit to show what was actually being implied, and then moved for the door, she looked back over her shoulder at him, giving him a parting, dismissive wave. And then she was gone. Like the specter she needed to be. No guard ever saw her leave, as she went through another window, and hit the streets through the back alleys and byways. She'd soon find herself outside of the building in question. Her dress was cut the way it was for many reasons. The slits that revealed her shapely legs were used to great effect when she was teasing people, using her seductive capabilities. But that also freed her legs up for movement. She kicked her shoes off, savoring the feel of the ground beneath her feet, and hung them from the sheath hidden on her thigh, where her knife had been.

Then she sprinted into the wall, running up it so she could grab the nearest ledge, and pulled herself up it, once her feet touched the ledge, she sprang upward, then grabbed the top of the windowsill, pulling her up again. From there there were several smaller handholds peppering the area, like small decorative indentations into the face of the building. She used those to quickly ascend to the roof top, where she moved to the edge, and laid down, her long hair covering her face, clawed hands clutching the edge of the rooftop, staring down toward the door on the opposite side of her climb,

And there she'd sit, reaching out to touch upon the life signs within the building. She searched the room directly beneath her with her mind, her control and reach very limited as it were. There she felt the familiar sensation of the old man, and of someone else. Someone sleeping.. She sat, and she waited, taking note of the window. She'd at least wait until Colher left.