Astridia Kazaczecho, another Imperial Agent
Another name and rank committed to memory. It seemed the rumors she heard were true after all. This club was indeed a popular haunt for the Empire's myriad armed forced. A sidelong glance found its way to the other woman, even less accommodated to her...
Despite her distinguished upbringing and noble bearing, venues such as these were not unfamiliar to Larkin. Many days had she accompanied her father to places like this, a wide-eyed, eager little girl so easily entranced by the pulsating synthetic rhythms and flashy neon lights. Yet her...
Talo Geist, Imperial Agent
She committed his rank and name to memory, accepting his outstretched hand with a warm smile and a gracious nod. A pity he was no Sith, it would have been lovely to have one of their ilk in her corner. Ah well, c'est la vie, as they say. It would not be the first time...
Night clubs, with their gaudy neon lights, pulsating synthetic musics and raucous crowds, were far from Larkin's typical haunt. Yet it wasn't merely the unappealing atmosphere that deterred her, but her own social prejudices. Establishments such as these were a haven for the galaxy's myriad...