Klied sat back in the comfortable chair, eyes fixed on the datapad in his hand. It bore the image of a man, a middle-aged Pantoran named Ido Mora. The rap sheet beneath the image was long and not very flattering. Even so, the hunter felt uneasy at the thought of hunting him down. "We already have someone else willing to do the dirty work." The woman that was with him in the room explained, drawing his attention. She was a representative of the Pantoran government. Her office was large and opulent, with an excellent view of the icy world of Orto Plutonia below them. "We just need the assistance of someone who has similar survival training."
"You realize that doesn't make me feel any better about it right?" Klied replied as he took a drink of the Dorian Quill he had been offered. These folks were certainly going out of their way to tempt him. "What kind of training does he have?"
"Ten years in Pantoran Special Forces, and we beleive he spent some time training with Mandalorians as well." She explained. "He's quite the slippery one. But we've hired the best to take him down." "So why do you need me?" Klied asked. The woman smiled. "Well, everyone needs backup. And you're quite talented yourself as I understand it." Klied rolled his eyes and downed the last of his glass before placing it overturned on the table. He cringed for a moment as the whiskey hit him, then stood up. He appeared quite out of place in the pristine government office, dressed in white tauntaun fur for the journey ahead.
"Let's just get this over with." He sighed. "Where's the assassin?" The Pantoran woman smiled and went over to her desk, pressing a button and speaking. "You can send him in." She said. A few moments later the office doors opened.
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"You realize that doesn't make me feel any better about it right?" Klied replied as he took a drink of the Dorian Quill he had been offered. These folks were certainly going out of their way to tempt him. "What kind of training does he have?"
"Ten years in Pantoran Special Forces, and we beleive he spent some time training with Mandalorians as well." She explained. "He's quite the slippery one. But we've hired the best to take him down." "So why do you need me?" Klied asked. The woman smiled. "Well, everyone needs backup. And you're quite talented yourself as I understand it." Klied rolled his eyes and downed the last of his glass before placing it overturned on the table. He cringed for a moment as the whiskey hit him, then stood up. He appeared quite out of place in the pristine government office, dressed in white tauntaun fur for the journey ahead.
"Let's just get this over with." He sighed. "Where's the assassin?" The Pantoran woman smiled and went over to her desk, pressing a button and speaking. "You can send him in." She said. A few moments later the office doors opened.
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