Thread: Star Wars: Eclipse (TheCorsair and Xana)

Kaydia wore deceit like a second skin. Deceit took the form of Shadi, the blonde escort, for a bit longer, as she made her way to the Velvet Spire, to meet her contact. The Velvet Spire was a high end brothel in the Capital City of Mustafar. It was also one of the holdings of the Black Sun, a legitimate business front for the syndicate. It was used for various cartel business, such as, in this instance, a place for Shadi to conduct her affairs. Management knew the deal, knew better than to ask questions, and provided the cartels assassin with a cover for her escort persona. She was free to come and go as she pleased. Kaydia was surprised to find herself back here. It had been three years since she left the life, since she kicked drug habit that had kept her enslaved to their demands. She had tried to move on, but the reach of the Black Sun was far and wide, in the outer rim. Life would never be simple for her, so long as the Black Sun held power out here. What else could a former junkie assassin do but turn her skills on the people who had turned her into a killer? So she made a contact within the Black Sun, someone who had infiltrated the organization form the inside. A Jedi. Just like she had been, before they took her. Before they twisted her into their tool. Before she succumbed to her own darkness. For now, she was cleaning house, taking out those who had betrayed the syndicate, but in time, she would have those that were responsible for what she had become. To move forward, however, meant she needed some more muscle. She was a damn good assassin, but that didnt mean much to a criminal organization as big as the government on a smaller planet. So she waited at the bar on the first floor of the Velvet Spire for her contact to arrive. Quinn Hale, a for hire merc who was smart enough not to ask many questions, as long as he got paid. She watched him walk into the bar, the confident gait, with a tune on his lips and a lightsaber at his side. It still caught her breath, had her wondering if The Order was finally getting around to eliminating her, over a decade since they abandoned her to her fate. But it didnt mean anything, way out here on the outer rim. Lightsabers were a thing of pride among the hitmen and bounty hunters out here, and every decent killer boasted at least one. You have a Jedi among your kills, dont you Scarlet? She drank down the voice, the last vestiges of a conscious beaten down by years of contract killing and drug use. His eyes meet hers, as he made his way to her. Right on time, Mr. Hale. Shall we adjourn to my room, or are you buying me a drink first? She asked coyly as he got within ear range. He was rather handsome, in the dark lighting of the brothel bar. Handsome in an unremarkable way, in a way that nagged at the back on her head, as if she had seen him somewhere before. Never the less, she was tired of wearing the Shadi mask, at least tonight, so she looped her arm around his and led him back to the elevator and her room on floor 37. Her room wasnt much different from the others who worked, here, other than the lack of personal touch. Red silks, purple velvets, gold accents and dimly lit, it set the mood most clients desired. Sensual, intimate, and pricy. The fact that the women here could be bought, albeit at an extravagant price, was much of the charm. The door was hardly locked behind them before Kaydia removed the mask. The wig was placed on a mannequin head, and the fur jacket on a nearby hook. She almost took out her contacts, but the lightsaber at his hip gnawed at her. So instead she slipped out of her boots and behind a changing screen to disrobe. She joined him once more in a black tank top and matching pants. Our first target is Vouru Kiash, mid-level Black Sun Officer. Meeting with a representative of a rival syndicate. Its low key, they werent trying to attract attention with this one, Kaydia explained, pulling up images and surveillance on her data pad. Shadi is providing entertainment for the meeting, your job is to back me up if something goes wrong.