CURRENT MISSION - Cooking With Ka-Lamity
Immediate Goals -
1: Observe the activities of the Ka "family"
BLUFOR - Allies Unknown
OPFOR - Enemy Unknown
TARGETING ACTION(S) -
Lirka Ka
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Nova Ka
|| OPEN FREQUENCY
Somewhere on Besberra, in an unremarkable homestead that plied the trade of bantha herding and a newly earned tea-plantation, several Kiffar and half-Kiffar crowded around the holocam. It was improper for the one who was the primary viewer of the contents to "bring work home", but after the
debacle that had happened earlier, it was on the minds of the House Tesar.
"Shaak steak?
Seriously?" the venerable matriarch scowled. "Prolly good fer a newbie - you'd
hope ta' overcook it in order fer that baloon ta' even be
edible-"
"I have found it rather palatable" mused the elder patriarch, his pure, red irises softening as he gently guided the elderly Kiffar woman away from their grandchild's shoulder, and the computer. "When properly spiced and given a sauce-"
"Ya gotta drown it in flavor cuz it's just texture at best!" insisted the matriarch. "The girl's other parent at least taught 'er
that." she paused with a sigh looking down at Trayze. "Honestly, yer girlfriend's not invited jus' yet."
"Not my girlfriend, Grandma." the Kiffar investigator retorted, his tone neutral and respectful, his eyes on the myriad of screens and their respective content. "Just a person of interest."
"Thought Zarrick an' Ah raised ya better than this..." Trayze's grandma continued, half serious, half joking. "Ya kiss a girl-" "
She came onto
me.
Twice." "Ya kiss a girl, an' then ya thrust somethin' big an' metal ta' her ta make 'er walk funny." the matriarch concluded with lascivious irreverence. "Ya best take responsibility, Zarrick sure did." But despite the low-brow teasing, and the equally low placement of the elderly Kiffar's hand near Zarrick's waist, he deflected it, and countered by dragging her by the ear away from them both - to an adjacent computer setup, one labeled belonging to the human patriarch of the Tesar family.
"Person of interest..." Grandpa Zarrick continued. "Dolly, do be a dear and put the kettle on. Us gents seem to have a long night ahead." The elderly Kiffar, now revealed as "Dolly", rolled her eyes and obliged. She would continue her teasing, but more through the one-sided screen against the mother-daughter duo of Kas.
"Miss Nova here is a holocelebrity of some local renown." Zarrick continued. "At least in the gaming sphere. Never quite got into the more competitive spheres, but she's at once a figure of condemnation and commendation." he gave a look to his grandson, before sighing. "I will support you in this, but due be warned, any pipe-bomb I have to dissassemble is coming out of your allowance."
"Not if I do it first." he exhaled. "Besides, that ping you gave her-"
"Simply a means of confirmation, this will be the first she's heard of me... and the first she'll hear of you in an
unproffesional stance."
"Why not keep lurking?" Trayze asked, breaking eye contact with the screen to face his grandfather.
"Because..." the answer came with a sigh of his own, not one of agitation, but one of expectation. "You were never one to not challenge a rival headlong, and besides, you wish to "best her in every capacity", no? Why not let her be aware of the family that has your back?" Zarrick gave a hopeful, but wearied smile. "Who knows? Maybe it would motivate her to get her own house in order?"
With that, the typing of keys foretold the most recent observers of the stream, silently slinking in with the next burst of activity.
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