NAR SHADDAA - 04:16 - RESIDENTIAL COMPLEX
Deep within the fetid bowels of the Smuggler Moon, crime runs rampant among the populace. In every nook and cranny one can find only the worst that the galaxy has to offer. From the paupers that line the streets to the corrupt officials and syndicate leaders that control Nar Shaddaa's operations, none can lay claim to pure intentions nor a clean record. Despite the heavy rain and the early hours of the morning, one can still witness the vibrant nightlife as it hums incessantly. From behind the glass window of her dingy apartment, Trinity observed the scenery with a solemn frown upon her face. Her clothing and hair glistened with moisture in the flickering light of her room, recently having been drenched from in downpour. The young sith assassin had just returned from one of her many futile excursions into the streets of Nar Shaddaa. Her mission, to locate and capture a local governmental official from Naboo that had arrived on the Moon recently to satisfy his unsavoury delights. Her intel heavily suggested that the man was under the thumb of the local crime syndicates that held him on a tight leash and no doubt a man so easily coerced would be a valuable foothold for the Sith.
In the outset Trinity imagined the whole ordeal to be a simple matter, however the man clearly knew how to mask his trail and on a rock like Nar Shaddaa, anonymity is a given. Now a week into her search and her frustrations were reaching a climax. Not only was gathering information an arduous task but there was always a risk of him getting tipped off and quite frankly, Trinity did not have the necessary resources. Trinity had reached the end of her tether, rather than waste more of her time chasing shadows, she made the reckless decision to involve the services of a Sector Ranger. The sith assassin had sent the man the location of her apartment along with a desperate plea for assistance and he was expected to arrive at any moment. Understanding the risks involved with her decision, she would have to play the innocent client well enough to not arouse suspicion around herself. Scantily dressed with a long overcoat covering her skin, Trinity had her vibroblade sheathed within. For if the truth of her own identity and organisation were to come to light, she would hate to leave a mess behind.
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