Xe Z Sheu-fuh
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Oct 30, 2018
- Messages
- 59
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Xe pulled a few strands of hair back from her face and behind a pink ear. She stood in the bathroom for a few minutes longer than necessary, her hands long since dried. It was a dangerous assignment she'd taken on. They were almost always dangerous -- assassinations or slavery -- but this was more of a frontal assault. Not the usual risk; neither was it the usual reward on the line. Always best to save moments like these for after the ball was in motion. There was no choice to back out now. Just as well, this was what she lived for... though the Zeltron wouldn't mind if she managed to make it back home to Red.
A chirp caught her ear. As she lifted the pad, Xe noted the details Tynian had provided. Time to begin then.
The smile on her lips failed to meet her eyes, only made to pass a cursory glance by those on the way to the hanger. There were so many variables at play now. The slavers. The ship. The support.
And once Xe set foot in the hanger she added to the list: Their ship.
"Not shooting our way out of it," she remarked nearing the ship. Not unless the thing had retractable weaponry. Engines had better be quick if they hoped to escape the wrath of some very livid slavers -- or the explosion of the ship. Couldn't fault Tynian for coming through, however.
"Everything is set. They expect us. I've agreed to transfer the credits after we've visually examined the slaves to be purchased. That should make sure they're actually on the ship," Xe explained once Tynian came into view. Also, it'd make sure they had the younglings and not someone else. A cold thought, but this plan stood on the edge of a knife. Save everyone they could, but establish mission parameters and stick to them if all else failed.
@Nastalle
A chirp caught her ear. As she lifted the pad, Xe noted the details Tynian had provided. Time to begin then.
The smile on her lips failed to meet her eyes, only made to pass a cursory glance by those on the way to the hanger. There were so many variables at play now. The slavers. The ship. The support.
And once Xe set foot in the hanger she added to the list: Their ship.
"Not shooting our way out of it," she remarked nearing the ship. Not unless the thing had retractable weaponry. Engines had better be quick if they hoped to escape the wrath of some very livid slavers -- or the explosion of the ship. Couldn't fault Tynian for coming through, however.
"Everything is set. They expect us. I've agreed to transfer the credits after we've visually examined the slaves to be purchased. That should make sure they're actually on the ship," Xe explained once Tynian came into view. Also, it'd make sure they had the younglings and not someone else. A cold thought, but this plan stood on the edge of a knife. Save everyone they could, but establish mission parameters and stick to them if all else failed.
@Nastalle