Miss Blonde
Trying to be straight in a crooked Galaxy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=9PFYn_hikeQ
Location: Uncharted island, Relovian
Time: 1300 Hours
The Republic Agent Garter had chosen a location very far away from the Ravens and the Republic, for security purposes of course. Sheerly for security. Patricia sat back in beach chair underneath an umbrella, bellow her white soft sand rest just beneath the hovering heels of her feet. Ahead of her gentle waves slowly ebbed and weaved back and forth against the coast, a few palm trees scattered out around her and a hundred yards behind her was a rented spacecraft under a different name. They were on Relovian, a planet in wild space that was well known for the Barter Islands. The specific island they were on had no technology on it whatsoever, no cameras, microphones, or ways to spy on the meeting whatsoever.
Patricia had on a pair of dark brown sunglasses and a tight hot pink bikini, and in her long flowing blonde hair was a white lily that clung loosely in her hair. In her left hand she held a portfolio in a Manila envelope, in her right there was a tropical drink of some kind. Besides her was a table and another lounge like comfy beach chair. She had chosen this location for more than it's seclusion, but because it was beautiful. There had been so much death lately, with the loss of Manaan and fighting the sith. With the deaths of billions and her time watching all the crimes and extorted people living in poverty. She hated it, she hated all of it. So even if it was just for an hour or two she wanted to sit here and soak in all the beauty around her, the quintessence of life itself.
She was here to meet her Jedi handler [member="Kian Karr"]. They had regular messages sent between the two of them through secure comm links but this would be their first meeting in person. The little five foot two agent wanted them to meet somewhere nice, somewhere that they could appreciate beauty for once on a very long time. There was no war, no dead people, no dead friends. So she waited for their arrival in her swimsuit and sipping her drink, not really wanting this to end. The only way this could get better was if her little girl Erika was here.
Location: Uncharted island, Relovian
Time: 1300 Hours
The Republic Agent Garter had chosen a location very far away from the Ravens and the Republic, for security purposes of course. Sheerly for security. Patricia sat back in beach chair underneath an umbrella, bellow her white soft sand rest just beneath the hovering heels of her feet. Ahead of her gentle waves slowly ebbed and weaved back and forth against the coast, a few palm trees scattered out around her and a hundred yards behind her was a rented spacecraft under a different name. They were on Relovian, a planet in wild space that was well known for the Barter Islands. The specific island they were on had no technology on it whatsoever, no cameras, microphones, or ways to spy on the meeting whatsoever.
Patricia had on a pair of dark brown sunglasses and a tight hot pink bikini, and in her long flowing blonde hair was a white lily that clung loosely in her hair. In her left hand she held a portfolio in a Manila envelope, in her right there was a tropical drink of some kind. Besides her was a table and another lounge like comfy beach chair. She had chosen this location for more than it's seclusion, but because it was beautiful. There had been so much death lately, with the loss of Manaan and fighting the sith. With the deaths of billions and her time watching all the crimes and extorted people living in poverty. She hated it, she hated all of it. So even if it was just for an hour or two she wanted to sit here and soak in all the beauty around her, the quintessence of life itself.
She was here to meet her Jedi handler [member="Kian Karr"]. They had regular messages sent between the two of them through secure comm links but this would be their first meeting in person. The little five foot two agent wanted them to meet somewhere nice, somewhere that they could appreciate beauty for once on a very long time. There was no war, no dead people, no dead friends. So she waited for their arrival in her swimsuit and sipping her drink, not really wanting this to end. The only way this could get better was if her little girl Erika was here.