Wearing:
Liar's Flesh
Armed With: Double Agent (Blue Saberstaff)
Earlier...
Syd Celsius
felt him approach her small temple on Susevfi before she saw him.
He was always cold. Being bonded to him was a horrible experience, and he disliked it just as much.
Syd didn't look at him as he entered.
"I must admit, I am impressed at how you managed to keep me from knowing Kytrand's coordinates. It must have taken an immense amount of willpower on your part."
Nathan Bloodscrawl
, clad in his black biker gear, snorted at this.
"If only your
own had held out against Elaine." he replied nastily. He had never said
one kind word to her since they had started working together. He addressed her with the same venom in his voice he had since nearly killing her in that swamp.
Syd didn't react to the Barb as she meditated in the empty chamber. Not visibly. She knew that he knew how much that one stung. But he was completely incapable of caring about her feelings beyond them affecting her ability to obey him, and then die afterwards when it was all settled.
"There's a cloning facility whose technology is required for our efforts against the Cult. You have been using the identity of that old woman to get around the trade league. You will use this identity on Bovo Yagen. I require only schematics. Not working examples. I will handle the rest."
"Sure." she replied, not blaming him for his absolute hatred of her.
After all, he had every reason, every right to loath the woman who had murdered his wife...and then murdered her very
spirit...
Nathan scowled at her but said nothing else...even working together a long while now, he usually couldn't stand being around her more than thirty seconds. Meanwhile the bond to him grew more painful, set her teeth on edge most days.
He turned, started to walk out.
"So when were you planning on telling me our bond isn't just a Dyad, but a Wound in the Force as well?" she asked just as he reached the archway.
"I wasn't..." Nathan growled back, not even bothering with excuses. "Not like it'll help you."
Syd felt a chill go up her spine as Nathan walked out.
Present...
Lucretia, traveling adventurer and philanthropist, and noted Trade League Mercenary, had volunteered to be a part of the team heading to the world of Bovo Yagen. She was the only other Force user in the trio beyond
Elias Edo
, and she was perfectly eager to bust up an illegal operation.
She followed the others in her ultra reflective skintight silver catsuit, her athletic physique not matching her aged visage, her Saberstaff dangling from her belt as she got into position, jungle humidity matting her platinum blonde hair to her scalp. She listened as Elias asked for a plan and
Keys
came up with one.
"I'll go into it first, make sure there are no booby-traps waiting for us inside."
Without waiting, Lucretia went ahead, sticking to the jungle and various large rocks to evade the guards and reach the air vent passage, force jumping as necessary.
She pulled the vent cover open with pure brute strength, peered inside, before going to her own ear piece.
"Vent's clear. Infiltrate at your leisure..." she said, before climbing inside...