She'd been back on Coruscant much more than she would like recently, but business was business and opportunity was opportunity. The fall of the New Republic combined with the 'nexus' (or whatever) on Coruscant and the riots in the streets was almost the perfect time for something like this. Almost.
The woman would still need a hand - or a couple of hands - to pull this off. That's where Blackhand and Tarkona came in. She'd never met either of them, but it wasn't hard to look into them. They were both at least familiar with the more criminal side of life. They were both looking for credits. She trusted them to be competent enough to complete the job and stay alive to collect their payments.
For now, Mars rested her back against the graffitied wall of bar called 'The Refuge.' Both Byt and Lissa would have received a message from an anonymous number about a week ago, giving them a brief overview of what they were being hired to do.
The woman, who the two would know only as 'Acklay', wore her mask and a quarter-sleeve top that showed off both of her shiny, cybernetic arms. Other than that, she wore baggy clothing, her pants full of pockets and a jacket tied loosely around her waist. She held a datapad in one clawed hand while the other casually scrolled down whatever contents were on its screen.
She would wait for them to arrive.
@Pendleton @Panda Hermit 98
The woman would still need a hand - or a couple of hands - to pull this off. That's where Blackhand and Tarkona came in. She'd never met either of them, but it wasn't hard to look into them. They were both at least familiar with the more criminal side of life. They were both looking for credits. She trusted them to be competent enough to complete the job and stay alive to collect their payments.
For now, Mars rested her back against the graffitied wall of bar called 'The Refuge.' Both Byt and Lissa would have received a message from an anonymous number about a week ago, giving them a brief overview of what they were being hired to do.
> Go to the bar called 'the Refuge' on Coruscant and meet a woman there. Her name is Acklay. She will brief you further.
> Come prepared.
> 5,000 credits will be wired to your account 25 galactic standard hours after the mission is complete.
> Come prepared.
> 5,000 credits will be wired to your account 25 galactic standard hours after the mission is complete.
The woman, who the two would know only as 'Acklay', wore her mask and a quarter-sleeve top that showed off both of her shiny, cybernetic arms. Other than that, she wore baggy clothing, her pants full of pockets and a jacket tied loosely around her waist. She held a datapad in one clawed hand while the other casually scrolled down whatever contents were on its screen.
She would wait for them to arrive.
@Pendleton @Panda Hermit 98