Home Meeting (Bothan Spynet)

[Ak'lya]

Strask paced in the living room of his apartment waiting for the others to arrive. His tunic was still burned from the events of Barbel I, and he was conscious of the fact his guests would be here soon. Still, he needed to be ready for this. He had chairs set, and for a moment, he almost heard her in the kitchen, humming as she prepared dinner. He sighed, sinking into a chair, letting a year come to him, and muttering "Can you get it, Love?" When the doorbell rang, before getting up to answer it himself.
@[member="Knol Hudorra"] @[member="Ahra Marcon"] @[member="Animus"] @[member="Coci Sinopi"]

 

[Knol Hudorra]

Knol rang the doorbell of the house of his close friend. This is the first time in two years that he has seen him and is eager to catch up and get to business.

 

[Ak'lya]

Strask smiled when he saw @[member="Knol Hudorra"]. "Come in, friend. How long has it been? Two, Three years? Come on, how have you been?" Strask motioned the tall bothan to the mot comfortable chair in the room. Finally, respite from the pain of her memory.

 

[Knol Hudorra]

Knol walks into his friend's house with a very rare smile on his face.
"It has been much too long, my friend. Have been doing very well, living the life of adventure I've always wanted. But enough about me, how have you been?"

 

[Ak'lya]

Strask chuckled. "I've had a bit of both, mostly bad" he said, still managing to keep a smile for his friend. "I'm Viceroy of Bothawui now, so I'm in charge of the planet. Laughable, but true. I got shot up when the CIS took Barbel I, and got a new slugthrower out of it too. Not a bad weapon." The bothan's smile faded, however, as he continued. "The house is emptier now, too. Elana and Mum were killed back in Espa. I had to come here for my job before I could figure out which gang did it."
@[member="Knol Hudorra"]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Knol Hudorra @Ahra Marcon @Animus @[member="Strask Ak'lya"]


Coci watched the two Bothans moving about in an apartment through the sight scope of her White Mouse. Her most precious of weapons. She smiled .. only one corner of her mouth turning up, this was the right place it seems. She had received interesting news of a new spy group forming and she wanted to check them out. But she was not just going to simply walk up and say hi, without checking the place out first. She is located in a room opposite the apartment, the lights out but the window open. Her hair fluttering in the breeze and the smell of the night swirling around her. She is dressed in black from neck to toe, a cowled cloak hanging down her back the colour perfect for hiding deep in the shadows, a dark greenish brown with blends into the night.

Seems the others have yet to arrive, but no matter. She is curious to find out more about this group. However, they are not the only group she works for, having her fingers in many pies will prove beneficial for her and for who she is loyal to. Coci pulls back from the window and dismantles the rifle, placing the parts back in a case and closes the lid. A quick look back to the apartment tells her it is time to go and meet them.

Arriving at the door she hits the control panel chime to announce her arrival.

 

[Jaster Ordo]

"Haha how did you manage to become vicroy!' After @[member="Strask Ak'lya"] mentioned his family it was obvious that this greatly troubled him. " oh no, I am so sorry to hear that. " Knol, wanting to keep his friend in a good mood, which quickly changed the subject. " So have any of the others arrived yet?"Knol was quickly answered when he heard the sound of the doorbell ringing.

 

[Ak'lya]

"It would seem." Strask said, darkness still clouding his eyes. Answering the door, he forced a smile. "Hello. And who might you be?"

@[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Knol Hudorra"]

 

[Knol Hudorra]

"Hello, and who might you be?" Knol's hands clentch as he analyzes the girl, her physic, her weapons. Her uniform.. It must be Army of Light. Very Interesting, Knol thinks to himself. He deems her a friend at the moment and decides to extend his hand for a handshake. " I'm Knol Hudorra" he says as he does so.

 

[Alan]

The door opened, and in stepped Animus. He looked at the various members in the room, and slowly sat down. He was silent, for a long time. He laid his hands against each other, and realized, he was not invited in. He simply barged in through the open door. He nestled in the chair for a bit more, before glancing around. He looked around and shrugged as he spoke.

"So....I'm Animus."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Knol Hudorra @Ahra Marcon @Animus @Strask Ak'lya


She took the extended hand in a shake and introduced herself. "I am Agent Coci Sinopi", was all she was prepared to give at this point. Coci gave a quick glance over to the man who called himself Animus and simply nodded. She understood he had to be here for the same reason as her. However, trust was still yet to be earned.

"So to business. What is all this about this new spynet?", she asked bluntly as is her way.

 

[Knol Hudorra]

Knol looks over at the figure that snuck into the room, uninvited. Interesting. He gives a quick nod then returns his attention to the lady in front of him. Knol moves to the side and leans against the wall. "A rebirth of the once great Both an SpyNet. A sp network that will one day span the galaxy, but for details, I'll leave it to the owner of this house, my friend, @[member="Strask Ak'lya"].


@[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Animus"]

 

[Ak'lya]

"I don't need the formal introduction" Strask muttered to @[member="Knol Hudorra"]. "I'm going to say this right off the bat: The Net is not Confederate Intelligence. We do not report to them, and, by all that is holy, we do not work with them. Not yet." He turned and looked directly into @[member="Animus"]'s eyes. "We are a shadow of what it was, but we are simply the start. It may take years, but this is the beginning of an information net that can catch anything in the galaxy." Turning to @[member="Coci Sinopi"], he continued "This is merely a formality. And, more likely than not, the last time all of us will be in the same room. Any questions?"

 

[Ahra Martrey]

Ahra leisurely strode off his ship, scanning the area around the port. It wasn't far to the apartment, but he wasn't in a hurry. He was sure he knew what was being said - blah blah new, blah blah legacy, blah blah spying. So dull.
He entered the turbolift, hitting the floor number and subsequently shooting up. There weren't that many Bothans in the galaxy anymore, so this would be interesting. The SpyNet was legendary in its own day, but this would likely be a shadow of its former glory. No matter. He wasn't in it for glory, power or money - he already had those.

He was bored.


@Coci Sinopi @Animus @[member="Strask Ak'lya"] @[member="Knol Hudorra"]

 

[Knol Hudorra]

@[member="Strask Ak'lya"] " will you go over ranks or shall I"


@[member="Ahra Marcon"] @[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Animus"]

 

[Ahra Martrey]

Ahra opened the door slowly, hoping not to be heard by any of the apartment's current occupants. When he got it open, he leaned against the doorframe. "Sorry I'm late," he announced, arms crossed and seemingly uncaring. "What'd I miss?"

@Coci Sinopi @Animus @Strask Ak'lya @Knol Hudorra

 

[Ak'lya]

Before @[member="Ahra Marcon"] had the door fully open, Strask reacted. Pulling the KYD from it's holster at his side, he leveled it at the figure on the doorway, positioned so he would only be seen where the door was fully open. And it creates at that point. Something else he now knew about this room. When the man spoke, he relaxed, letting his arm go down. "Doc, you can." Shaking his head, he knelt, pressed a button, and stood again. As soon as the newcomer made a step, an alarm would be sent to his personal room, which was soundproof, and security, three doors down. But no one was in security. Not at the moment.
They were alone in the building.

@[member="Knol Hudorra"] @[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Animus"]

 

[Knol Hudorra]

"You almost missed your life. Next time knock before entering a room, for around people like us rudeness can kill. So who are you?"

@[member="Strask Ak'lya"] @[member="Ahra Marcon"] @[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Animus"]

 

[Ak'lya]

"Doc, it's not about rudeness. I know you have a brain, so think about what this room contains." Strask commented to @[member="Knol Hudorra"]. Turning to @[member="Ahra Marcon"], he continued. "And you missed probably the only speech I'll make. As you seem rather apathetic, I'll let the others fill you in."
@[member="Coci Sinopi"] @[member="Animus"]

 

[Knol Hudorra]

Knol cast a sideways glance at @[member="Strask Ak'lya"] and the began summarizing the speech given earlier. "Well to start out with we are not and do not, yet at least, work with Confederat intelligence. While we are but a shadow of what the SpyNet once was, we are only the strart of a new spy empire that will be able to catch any information in the galaxy. And most likely this we be the last time that this entire group is in the same room for a long time. Most of the information transfering will be within each ministry. Speaking of which, every person in the SpyNet will be assigned a ministry based on your skills. The ministry of Death, of which I am minister, is in charge of assassination and plugging leaks. The ministry of intelligence, led by @[member="Strask Ak'lya"], is spying and sabotage. Lastly, the misistry of policy is all the social workings and bribery of the SpyNet. Anything you have to add, Strask?".


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