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Slightly embarrassed again she just came out with it."I think I have seen your face some where, it was not a dossier or resume, it was...we were face to face...were you wounded in your military actions? when I was younger I was part of a medical unit, humanitarian maybe five, six years ago." She checked her data pad and there was no confirmation from the third candidate. "It looks like it will be just the three of us." Maybe Meret saw his face in a dream.
 

Jace Trent

"I aim to misbehave...
Jace chuckled. "Now that seems much more likely. I have woken up in a medical bed countless times. Maybe you saw me during one of those times. But I would have had to of been unconscious, because I would never have forgotten a face like yours." He smiled

@[member="Meret Blackmoon"]
 
A wounded soldier laying on a litter stretcher in a triage center was jarring her memory. The events of the past will merge with the now. "I don't believe in coincidences. We should finish up, we have much to do today " Meret handed Trent and Diemos each an envelope. The envelopes contained credit access cards to a specified account, an old fashion key, ID tags and a non disclosure agreement. She walked over the serving staff and paid the bill. "Gentlemen, shall we go?"
They exited the cafe and walked to her land speeder. She sat in the driver seat and put on her restraining harness. She motion to Trent to sit next to her and pointed to the back seat for Deimos.
@[member='Jace Trent'],
 

Jace Trent

"I aim to misbehave...
Jace put the envelope in the inner pocket of his duster. He picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth before rising to his feet. He followed Lady Blush down the glass stairs and to her waiting speeder. He cocked a smile at the young man who was directed to the back seat.
"Sorry junior" @T28-5 "Deimos
He climbed in beside Lady Blush and strapped in...
@[member="Meret Blackmoon"]
 
Deimos shrugged at the gesture by @[member="Jace Trent"] and climbed into the speeder. The repulsor lifts would have a more difficult time maintaining it's current altitude. Lowering the speeder about half a foot. He felt uneasy about the thought of riding an animal. But the bodyguard job looked like it was right up Deimos' alley.

My Lady...Deimos nodded his head at the lady as she offered to continue their day.

@[member="Meret Blackmoon"]
 
She watched a face scan of Deimos as she drove to the Governor's compound. "Mr. Deimos, you have been quiet...and I have no received any answers to my questions. I am all ears please fill me in on your experience." As they flew low over the terrain she pointed out local points of interest, landmarks and important through ways. The emerald green forest replaced buildings and technology. They traveled along red earth worn roads. The Governor's Compound was a series of rustic cabins which encompassed three levels: ground level, upper level and then look out level. The cabins were connected by wooden covered walk way. When they arrived she escorted them into the main cabin. She showed each candidate to a bedroom where they could put their belongings. Horse riding clothing was laid out on their beds. "Gentlemen, the next half of the tour is on horseback. Change your clothes and meet me on the veranda."
@[member='Jace Trent'],
@[member='T28-5 "Deimos" '],
 
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Jace Trent

"I aim to misbehave...
Jace feigned surprise when Deimos spoke It speaks!

Jace enjoyed the tour, Endor was truly beautiful. He preferred the freedom of open space compared to the confines of big cities.
The Governor's Compound was a grand sight to behold. Jace took it all in.

Lady Blush led them to their bedrooms. First Deimos' then to Jace's. Before she left, Jace stopped her and said.
"I appreciate the clothes, I'm sure they are nice and all. But if it's all the same, I'd prefer to wear this, it has already proven to be comfortable on horseback. But if it'll make you feel better, I can wear the hat" He gave her a lopsided grin

@[member="Meret Blackmoon"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
@[member="Meret Blackmoon"]

Alexandra herself arrived at the given time on the dot and walked to the speeder as it sat there and her eyes scanned both ways with her cloak over her head. Watching the others as she had walked and sat silently off to the side and let her speak with the man, she had no need to interrupt them or draw attention for now. She listened to teh questions that were directed at the man and made notes on if she would be asked the same thing. From there she was brought to the compound with the others and was shown to her bedroom as well but after such remained outside the room while Jace talked with Meret, Alexandra looked outside the nearest window and studied the area around which she could see.

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She looked at Trent; his clothes were very nice. He did not realize that they would be riding under a waterfall."You can keep your own clothes on but eventually you will have to take them off, when you are all wet..." She smiled and put her index finger to her mouth waiting for reaction. "The property has extensive waterfalls and we will be riding under them." She walk down the stairs taking one more look at Trent. "I'll be waiting down stairs.
@[member='Jace Trent'],
 

Jace Trent

"I aim to misbehave...
He smiled, she had won this round. "Well played my lady. While this wouldn't be the first time I've gone skinny dipping, but I guess I'll keep it professional this time."
He watched her walk away then turned back to the bed and changed into the provided clothing, though he did transfer his weapons. Dressing did not take long, he was used to changing out fast, a trait he picked up in the military.

Once done, he headed downstairs to wait with their host. @[member="Meret Blackmoon"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra changed into the provided clothing as well, letting her hair down and storing her sabers where she could, she would not part with them for any reason. Once done she proceeded down the stairs and looked at the horse for a few moments, as if not knowing how to ride one before pulling herself onto its back and situating herself on top of the horse and looked at the others to see if they had done so too. @[member="Jace Trent"] @[member="Meret Blackmoon"]
 
"Glad you could make it. My name is Blush, Cutter Blush. I am your guide. Do you ride animals? TaunTauns or Horses? Please put on your riding clothes and join us when you are dressed."
@[member='Alexandra Cinthra'],
 
I have no real memory of my past, I am sorry. I was tank born and based on my findings, my memories were wiped every time I went back into my tank.
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Deimos sat on the bed he was given, it sunk to the floor from his immense weight. He disassembled his armor and set it aside. He walked back out to the veranda in a body suit with a vest and combat pants and boots. His skin was slightly pale from so long he'd spent in the suit.

May I ask what one is to expect from the would be assassins? What tactics have they tried before?

@[member="Meret Blackmoon"] @[member="Jace Trent"]
 
As the group gathered on the veranda, the governor who was in disguise was displeased with the responsive from the candidates.Trent did the best. She leaned against the railing and looked at them. "This is a security, body guard job you are interviewing for... I have asked simple questions and have not received answers. So we will do this my way now. If I asked you where is a bathroom and you told me nothing what would I do? Anyone? I would find the bathroom all by myself. I will have to see you in action, shooting sniper rifles not fancy light sabers or or rapid fire blasters. Follow me" She led the way to the stables. Clint her stable hand was waiting with three horses because that is what was requested. " Deimos you will take the Sabino, Cinthra you will ride the Pinto, and Trent you will ride the black stallion with me." She looked at him and asked "front? or back?"
@[member='T28-5 "Deimos" '], @[member='Alexandra Cinthra'], @[member='Jace Trent'],
 

Jace Trent

"I aim to misbehave...
She was cute when she was frustrated. Jace stood quietly and said nothing to the scolding. At the mention of shooting sniper rifles, Jace felt a light tingle of excitement, while he was no legendary sniper, he was a good shot, one of the best in his unit in fact.

He followed her to the stables.
He pondered her question before answering. His preference was the front. Not for any chuvenistic reason, he just felt it was safer if he rode up front. Any threat would have to get through him first. But before he answered, he slowly walked up to the black stallion. He kept his pace calm, but confident. Then he slowly raised his hand and gently caressed the velvety nose. The stallion looked Jace in the eye, then leaned into the caress. Making the connection, Jace kept his hand on the stallion as he slowly made his way to the horse's left flank. Jace put his left foot in the stirrup then he hopped up and swung his right leg over. Once he situated himself, he held out his left hand to Lady Blush.
"I think I'll take the front" He smiled
@[member="Meret Blackmoon"] @[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

@T28-5 "Deimos"
 
" Very good, Mr. Trent, the horses know their way so our tour will begin." She took his hand and rested her foot on his boot to pull herself up onto the saddle. Her legs fit nicely next to his as she held on to his waist. "Come on Shadow, let's go." She gave the stallion a small kick to his belly and they started off, down a red mud trail. The other two horses knew to follow. They rode along the perimeter of the compound and passed a large barn which house and arts studio one of Meret's favorite places. " The Governor is an amateur artist and spends time in the barn. How would you institute security measures there? Let's stop here...the horses don't like it here because they know it will be awhile before the can graze on the sweet grass by the waterfalls. " They got off their horses and entered the barn. A complex maze of large canvases had been set up. There were four paint ball guns. She handed each a different color. She was purple, Deimos was green, Trent was red and Cinthra was blue. Before she entered the maze she smiled at Trent "Catch me if you can." She ran into the maze hiding in a small space created by a corner and waited. Trent passed her and she fired; purple paint splattered on the canvas behind Trent...her laughter taunted him as she ran in the opposite direction.
 

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