Snuggly Assassin
Location: Unknown Outpost at the edge of Eternal Empire Space
Equipment: Blaster, Vibro-blade, uniform, helmet
Tag: Mith'ora'hisbah
As the diminutive operative walked through the halls of the military outpost, she heard the click clack of the military boots as they hit the floor in a rush. Her own feet made no sound upon the metallic floors. The standard military personnel that ran the base gave her a wide birth as she passed by. It may have been surprising due to her size, but it was not surprising due to her uniform. Blackwatch, and specifically the Psi Corps tended to get that response from an active garrison not at war. The only time they were appreciated is when something was going wrong. Or when someone wanted to join. In her gloved hands an encrypted datapad gave her information she needed as she traveled to the designated meeting room. She had come to this surveillance outpost to see if a recruit for the Blackwatch was worth the time, to see if things were as they appeared. The woman's name was Mith'ora'hisbah. Chiss, taken name was Thora. The woman was twenty-one years old, and force sensitive. Former part of the Jedi. Small hands thumbed through the files on the woman, her given story and what intelligence had on file.
Yellow eyes glanced over each word, and she took them in greedily. Honestly, Kat loved to learn new things, and had a good feel for people. The guards saluted her as she strode up to the room. The teenager saluted back. "At ease." Her voice was soft, gentle, but firm as she spoke to the other soldiers. While in the Blackwatch she was one of the lower members, but here, she was the equivalent rank to a Sergeant at least. Before she opened the door, she made sure her helmet was firmly locked in place, her uniform smoothed out, and gloves on tight. Then, a push of the button and the door swooshed open.
The Squib stepped into the room. It was a standard place, light in the center of the room, a low table, so that the Operative would have no trouble sitting down. Her eyes glanced over the woman, and she placed the datapad on the table. "I'm Operative Katella, I hear you want to join the Eternal Empire. I also hear you have some…unique skills, that would be best served in the Blackwatch. Would you mind telling me about them?" Her voice was gentle and sweet as she sat at the table, fingertips drummed on the tabletop. Under her helmet, yellow eyes watched the blue woman carefully. Why were all the people who wanted to get Agents gorgeous? She couldn't figure this one out. Maybe it was something more inherently wrong in the galaxy? It wasn't like Kat could seduce anything, and it always made it harder on certain missions. Whatever, time to mope later.