Colher Harheats arrival

[Colher Harheat]

''Finally'' Colher thought as he left the shuttle tht had brought him to the planet of Bastion. Colher was hoping that here he could finally join the ranks of the Empire. He walked out of the shuttle that had brought him from Lothal to here. seeing the port and the city's high bluidings he was amazed for the last years he had lived and almost never leaved Lothal. Still he is determined to join the Empire. But first things first he walked out of the docking bay into to port checking in on the terminals located there. After he was checked in he walked out of the port and into the city. He began exploring the city and its beauty if he had know that the galaxy had so much still to offer to him he would have left Lothal years ago. ''Now how am I going to get a job in the Empire know'' thought Colher, this part of his journey he hadn't give much thought. But he knew he would be fine as he Always had he just needed to find someone already in the Empire to tell him where and when he had to go to become a officer in the naval or in the government. As he roams the city he hoped that the Empire would even accept him seeing he is not so young anymore, these worries turned into a restless night of roaming the city but when an new dawn emerged his hope was restored soon he would join the Empire, after he found some help of cours.

Additional information: as you can see Colher really wants to join the Empire but he can't do is alone so if there is an Imperial who can help him join the Empire he would gladly accept his help.

[Desade Pho]

Coruscant had been the seat of power for every people that had held it. It had been true of the Empire too. But the cycle had continued, and a few years ago, not only had the Empire fallen to the remnants of the Republic, now calling itself the Galactic Alliance, but the Sith had utilized that moment to strike at planets all along one of the Imperial trade routes, causing untold devastation. They took nothing but the sense of peace, and many a life, before vanishing back into the Gordian Reach. Now, years later, Bastion was the capital. It felt strange for her feet to touch the soil of an Imperial world. Let alone feet clad in these heeled attire.

She still managed to walk with a subtle grace, as she moved through the space port. It was a bustle of activity, and she was there with a mission all of her own. She was watching people. She needed to watch, and learn, if she was to do her job. Deep, chocolate brown eyes scanned each person, each person giving her an appraising look, some disgustingly so. She was an impressively attractive woman, her raven locks loose and flowing across her slender shoulders, one leg exposed, she wore a scarlet hued dress, that accentuated every curve and sway of her hips as she walked- no, glided, across the grounds.

Her lips matched her dress, crimson with a suggestive promise to any who could win her heart... but deep within the recesses of her generous bosom laid a heart as cold as ice, and within her petite frame, resided a mind that was fractured and maniacal. Desade Pho slowly turned her head, her eyes burned from the contacts in them, making her eyes the brown color they currently were. To look into her eyes was to see all your fears come to light, the contacts hid that. She paused as she heard a voice, speaking more to himself than to anyone else.

"Now how am I going to get a job in the Empire now?" The wordage was redundant, but she could appreciate redundancies. Time to pretend to be human, she mused, bringing a long, red nail to her lips, tapping gently. She watched him then, and followed, even. She had little else to do, and needed little sleep... though there was that itch in the back of her mind, that need... she'd wait. Wait for now. And come morning, there she'd be standing.

"I may be able to help with that whole Empire thing, love," she said, her voice had that Imperial accent she had been working on, her words nearly a purr as she sized the man up. He was an older gentleman, that begged the question then. "What would you bring to the table for our beloved Empire?" she asked, giving him a confident, albeit crooked, smile. A closed off smirk, one brow raised, hands went to her hips, as her exposed leg slid forward from the slit of her dress as she gave him a much more apparent, appraising look.

[Colher Harheat]

Coruscant had been the seat of power for every people that had held it. It had been true of the Empire too. But the cycle had continued, and a few years ago, not only had the Empire fallen to the remnants of the Republic, now calling itself the Galactic Alliance, but the Sith had utilized that moment to strike at planets all along one of the Imperial trade routes, causing untold devastation. They took nothing but the sense of peace, and many a life, before vanishing back into the Gordian Reach. Now, years later, Bastion was the capital. It felt strange for her feet to touch the soil of an Imperial world. Let alone feet clad in these heeled attire.

She still managed to walk with a subtle grace, as she moved through the space port. It was a bustle of activity, and she was there with a mission all of her own. She was watching people. She needed to watch, and learn, if she was to do her job. Deep, chocolate brown eyes scanned each person, each person giving her an appraising look, some disgustingly so. She was an impressively attractive woman, her raven locks loose and flowing across her slender shoulders, one leg exposed, she wore a scarlet hued dress, that accentuated every curve and sway of her hips as she walked- no, glided, across the grounds.

Her lips matched her dress, crimson with a suggestive promise to any who could win her heart... but deep within the recesses of her generous bosom laid a heart as cold as ice, and within her petite frame, resided a mind that was fractured and maniacal. Desade Pho slowly turned her head, her eyes burned from the contacts in them, making her eyes the brown color they currently were. To look into her eyes was to see all your fears come to light, the contacts hid that. She paused as she heard a voice, speaking more to himself than to anyone else.

"Now how am I going to get a job in the Empire now?" The wordage was redundant, but she could appreciate redundancies. Time to pretend to be human, she mused, bringing a long, red nail to her lips, tapping gently. She watched him then, and followed, even. She had little else to do, and needed little sleep... though there was that itch in the back of her mind, that need... she'd wait. Wait for now. And come morning, there she'd be standing.

"I may be able to help with that whole Empire thing, love," she said, her voice had that Imperial accent she had been working on, her words nearly a purr as she sized the man up. He was an older gentleman, that begged the question then. "What would you bring to the table for our beloved Empire?" she asked, giving him a confident, albeit crooked, smile. A closed off smirk, one brow raised, hands went to her hips, as her exposed leg slid forward from the slit of her dress as she gave him a much more apparent, appraising look.

''What would you bring to the table for our beloved Empire'' said a woman who apparently overheard him saying that he want to join the Empire. ''I have firstly my life experience to offer but I guess that is not enough'' said Colher,The woman nodded. ''Then it is good that I have more to offer to The Empire. I have led for the past years a city on Lothal and I think myself that I was good at governing it mainly because the city still stands with all the thinks that have happend to lothal. And I have some experience being the commaner of a small fleet also back at Lothal. So if you are someone in the Empire or if you know someone who can help me get in the Empire you would help me a great deal'' said Colher. The woman was clearly thinking about what the elder man just said. After a while the woman said ''I may be able to help you if you follow me''. ''fine with me'' said Colher. Where were they going Colher thought as he and the woman walked trough the streets of the city.

[Desade Pho]

Desade contemplated the locations he spoke of. Lothal. That was in Alliance space at the moment, and the thought of that made the corner of her lip twitch just a bit. She bowed her head slightly, then glanced toward the current Imperial Center. Not quite as glorious as Imperial Palace on Coruscant, which she never got to see, but it was the Hub of Bastion that acted as Imperial Center now. She didn't say a word, not even suggesting he follow, she just started to walk off. As luck would have it, he took the cue, and moved to follow after her.

"And you think the Empire will liberate Lothal from the Alliance's clutches? You yearn to do some good for your people?" she asked him, moving down the street with a purpose, gliding over the smooth tarmac. She weaved in and out of the crowds, and the buildings, always stopping, albeit briefly, to allow the man to catch up. She paused at the large doors, where guards flanked her.

"Sorry ma'am, this is for military personnel only-" she paused, giving the guard that tried to stop her a brief look, and held up two slender fingers. Between them was an identifying card, with her appearance on it, as she looked now. A clear holo reproduction created by however she looked at the given time. The guard frowned at it, and moved to scan... the console flashed red, with the words:

***CLASSIFIED PERSONNEL, GRANT FULL ACCESS***

She smiled sweetly at the man, batting her eyelashes at him. The guard stammered for several moments before looking to the older man with her, she glanced back at the man as well, then nodded.

"He's with me," she purred. The men nodded, and moved aside, swiftly, the doors swinging open. She hummed to herself as she glided past them, they'd stand at attention, leaving her, and her escort, alone. She paused once they reached the reception area, the woman there, in her sharp, drab colored, grey uniform, denoting her position as an officer, stood to watch them approach.

"Ma'am..." she greeted, she must have gotten a memo from the gates after she was scanned in.

"This fine young man would like to join your ranks, he hails from Lothal," she offered.

((OOC: Colher, do try to avoid taking control of a person's character, even if it's just adding dialogue, you control your character and I control mine, some people will take offense to having someone else put words in their mouth (In the docking bay, I'm okay with it as people are new, so no harm no foul), with that said, if there's another Imp around who'd like to assist in this recruitment, Rhoden? Doren? We've yet to meet as well! That said, welcome to Sithlore, Colher!))

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden was on one of his too-rare visits to Bastion, currently at the naval base he walked out of the office he'd just learned he had and into the main lobby. As he walked in he noticed an older man--a civilian--and a woman. He ran his eyes over her and immediately connected her to a file he had seen, one which contained little information he could access. He began walking towards the woman and the man standing near her, hearing the words "This fine young man would like to join your ranks, he hails from Lothal."

"Does he, now?" Rhoden said, focusing his calculating stare on the woman "He could be useful, if he has the skills." he said, what he'd seen in the reports was not what one might call welcoming, "I will look into the matter," he finally turned to face the man, "If you would follow me, I have a lovely little office I didn't know about until today."

[Colher Harheat]

Rhoden was on one of his too-rare visits to Bastion, currently at the naval base he walked out of the office he'd just learned he had and into the main lobby. As he walked in he noticed an older man--a civilian--and a woman. He ran his eyes over her and immediately connected her to a file he had seen, one which contained little information he could access. He began walking towards the woman and the man standing near her, hearing the words "This fine young man would like to join your ranks, he hails from Lothal."

"Does he, now?" Rhoden said, focusing his calculating stare on the woman "He could be useful, if he has the skills." he said, what he'd seen in the reports was not what one might call welcoming, "I will look into the matter," he finally turned to face the man, "If you would follow me, I have a lovely little office I didn't know about until today."

''If you would follow me, I have a lovely little office I didn't know about until today'' said the Imperial officer. ''Of cours Sir'' said Colher. he and the woman followed the officer to his office. Once they arrived at his office, ''As you have heard Sir I want to join the Empire, not only to see if I can help my people back on Lothal but also to help the Empire in it's war effort. So I really hope that you are the man who can help me join the Empire Sir'' said Colher. Inside he was hoping and praying that they would accept him into the service of the Empire. He knew that comming from a Outer Rim planet a planet that now is under control of people who are in open rebbelion against the Empire could not work in his favor but still Colher had hope.

[Rhoden Carbine]

"Of course I'm not the one who can grant acceptance into the Empire but I can certainly speak to those who can on your behalf." Rhoden said, sitting down and picking up a datapad. He opened the man's file and quickly read through it, including any information which might have been provided by informants and the like. He smoothed his uniform, which was far different from the usual Navy uniform. Black with red trim and a rank plaque of gold Rhoden found it rather attractive, but he had use for it far too infrequently.

"Your record looks good, you've shown a certain aptitude for leadership and it would not be impossible for you to become an officer." Rhoden said, "However I must ask... you come from Lothal, a world known for its defiance, which begs the question of why you're here instead of with the rebels." Rhoden paused, "I'm not particularly inclined to believe you have rebel sympathies, from what I've seen you're clean, but others will have reservations."

[Colher Harheat]

"Of course I'm not the one who can grant acceptance into the Empire but I can certainly speak to those who can on your behalf." Rhoden said, sitting down and picking up a datapad. He opened the man's file and quickly read through it, including any information which might have been provided by informants and the like. He smoothed his uniform, which was far different from the usual Navy uniform. Black with red trim and a rank plaque of gold Rhoden found it rather attractive, but he had use for it far too infrequently.

"Your record looks good, you've shown a certain aptitude for leadership and it would not be impossible for you to become an officer." Rhoden said, "However I must ask... you come from Lothal, a world known for its defiance, which begs the question of why you're here instead of with the rebels." Rhoden paused, "I'm not particularly inclined to believe you have rebel sympathies, from what I've seen you're clean, but others will have reservations."

"I'm not particularly inclined to believe you have rebel sympathies, from what I've seen you're clean, but others will have reservations."
said the officer. '' I thought that this question would come'' said Colher. ''I am not with the rebels because they want to restore the Republic and I hate the Republic first because it was a corrupt system with senators only being there for there own gain, and second in my teenage years I lived on a moblie base in space not far from Lothal when I became leader of that base I chose to help people on Lothal who had been attacked by pirates, one day I was on Lothal hunting Pirates. Later that day when I was returning to my and home, when I arrived there was a battle going on Between the Republic and the CIS then a Republic cruiser shot on my home and base I don't know why but the cruiser destroyed my home and everything I had build. From that day I hate the Republic and everything and everyone involved with it. That is why I am here hoping to join the Empire and not with the rebels who seek to bring back the government that destroyes my home and friends''. said Colher while looking at the Imperial officer.

[Desade Pho]

She felt Rhoden's presence a bit before he actually appeared, her brown gaze sweeping over him. She looked a bit more put together than the photo in her file. Her skin, eyes, and hair were much different. Beneath the chocolate brown of her eyes, were a vivid yellow, her hair was often wilder than it was now, and her skin was nearly porcelain as opposed to the pale grey beneath a thick layer of cover up. She had more color in her cheeks than in her photo. Her file had a lot of black, but what could be ascertained was her codename, Silence, and that she was a secret asset for the Empire. A Force user of small power, for now... but in the future, she'd be a true force to be reckoned with.

Right now, though, her eyes fell over Rhoden, moving slowly down, from his face, over his chest, and lower... lower... they hit his boots, and then moved painstakingly slowly back up, pausing only on his nametape before moving back to his eyes, she bit her lower lip as if she anticipated something... and then she moved to follow, merely listening. Carbine, his Inferno team would be a part of her extraction, Argus had told her. She sauntered into his office, and stood to the side, pausing to touch a piece of metal that rested, hidden, against her thigh. She withdrew the knife then, it looked a lot like a kitchen cleaver, to be fair... spinning it about her handle.

"The Empire does pride itself on such things as loyalty," she added, standing to one side of the room. "Is it the liberation of Lothal that you seek? Or the protection of the Empire for your people, and the rest of the galaxy?" she asked in her purr.

[Colher Harheat]

She felt Rhoden's presence a bit before he actually appeared, her brown gaze sweeping over him. She looked a bit more put together than the photo in her file. Her skin, eyes, and hair were much different. Beneath the chocolate brown of her eyes, were a vivid yellow, her hair was often wilder than it was now, and her skin was nearly porcelain as opposed to the pale grey beneath a thick layer of cover up. She had more color in her cheeks than in her photo. Her file had a lot of black, but what could be ascertained was her codename, Silence, and that she was a secret asset for the Empire. A Force user of small power, for now... but in the future, she'd be a true force to be reckoned with.

Right now, though, her eyes fell over Rhoden, moving slowly down, from his face, over his chest, and lower... lower... they hit his boots, and then moved painstakingly slowly back up, pausing only on his nametape before moving back to his eyes, she bit her lower lip as if she anticipated something... and then she moved to follow, merely listening. Carbine, his Inferno team would be a part of her extraction, Argus had told her. She sauntered into his office, and stood to the side, pausing to touch a piece of metal that rested, hidden, against her thigh. She withdrew the knife then, it looked a lot like a kitchen cleaver, to be fair... spinning it about her handle.

"The Empire does pride itself on such things as loyalty," she added, standing to one side of the room. "Is it the liberation of Lothal that you seek? Or the protection of the Empire for your people, and the rest of the galaxy?" she asked in her purr.

"Is it the liberation of Lothal that you seek? Or the protection of the Empire for your people, and the rest of the galaxy?" the woman asked. ''What I seek is not only for Lothal to return to the Empire so that it's inhabitants can serve the Empire once more, I seek a government that is strong, a government that will fight back at any who opposes it and I think that the Empire is such a government, and before you ask if I would join the Empire my loyalties would lie with the Empire and not to Lothal. I am here to join the Empire and not only to the benefit of Lothal. I am here to serve the Empire and it's needs. This I swear if I can join the Empire I will and I will never betray it not for wealth not for power givin by someone else than the Empire''. Colher paused. ''Not for Lothal. I hope I can prove my loyalties to the Empire. And I hope the Empire will accept me even if I am from a planet like Lothal''. Colher said to the woman.