Miss Blonde
Trying to be straight in a crooked Galaxy
Miss Blonde sat at her desk on her new Watts class cruiser and smiled. Everything was going exactly to plan, and soon all the pieces would fall into place. Looking out from her viewport window she looked at the other Watts class that was won in the Spaarti auction and chuckled a bit. Turning on a holo recorder she recorded a message of her voice and would attach it to a file.
"Verd. The Collective wishes to congratulate you on your new organization foundation. You will of course have our backing in your endeavors and are privy to information to the collective that may aide the accomplishment of your goals. So I wish to extend forth the Collectives gift to your organization. One Watts Class Heavy Cruiser, loaded with fifty million credits within its cargo bay. Take these gifts and go forth to profit and further our goals. For the collective." The woman finished her message and sent it off to Isley.
Looking to her assistant she gave the man a slow nod then looked back to the viewport to see the Watts class shoot it's way into hyperspace along with fifty million credits that she had earned herself.
[member="Isley Verd"]
"Verd. The Collective wishes to congratulate you on your new organization foundation. You will of course have our backing in your endeavors and are privy to information to the collective that may aide the accomplishment of your goals. So I wish to extend forth the Collectives gift to your organization. One Watts Class Heavy Cruiser, loaded with fifty million credits within its cargo bay. Take these gifts and go forth to profit and further our goals. For the collective." The woman finished her message and sent it off to Isley.
Looking to her assistant she gave the man a slow nod then looked back to the viewport to see the Watts class shoot it's way into hyperspace along with fifty million credits that she had earned herself.
[member="Isley Verd"]
