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ACCESSING 'Myra' FILE
NAME: Myra Ashani Raltel-Thaeleon
FACTION: Black Sun
RANK: Corporate CEO, Crime Lord
SPECIES: Dathomiri / Tygerii Halfbreed.
AGE: 23
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.8 meters
WEIGHT: 65.7 kg
EYES: Gray
HAIR: Ash black
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Subject displays force potential and possible low-level proficiency. Agents have been unable to record or confirm any event in which the Subject may have applied the force. Investigation pending.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
[+] Adaptive
[+] Charismatic
[-] Prone to Anger
[-] Too Mysterious
APPEARANCE: Subject is usually seen in formal business attire which seems to change depending on which ever partner or customer she may be interacting with, tending to wear clothing that they would find suitable and comfortable to be around. Subject is rarely seen in any form of armor or with any form of combat oriented devices on her person. Such devices or armor tend to be purely ceremonious / decorative. Agents are concerned with how easily the subject is able to adapt to cultures or scenarios she is put in. Thus the nickname 'Normal' when referencing her at discrete drop boxes and meet ups.
BIOGRAPHY:
Subject Origin: Unknown
Subject Familial Ties: Last Known Survivor of Tygerii Noble House "Thaeleon"
Subject Sexuality: Unknown
Subject Corporate Holdings: Alpha Corp.http://starwarsrp.net/topic/145226-alpha-corp/?p=1948583
Previous Crimes: Unknown
Subject Crime Potential: Fifty Percent Probability, possible connection to Black Sun.
Investigation Required: Affirmi- [DENIED]
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"Ms. Myra, do you have any idea why we invited you down to the station?" would be the first words coming from the audio log followed by scratching noises of the investigator and the subject sitting in their respective seats. "I can only imagine, but please, do tell" a feminine voice would be heard, no doubt the subjects. "You seem to have... appeared, on Coruscant, only two years ago with absolutely no history anywhere else in the galaxy. We've contacted authorities on Dathomir, which you claim to be your home, and they have no data on you, no other major planets have any data on you, and the company which you recently and mysteriously become the owner of has only data on you from the past two years. Call me curious, but I simply had to learn more." there would then be a silence, a tension, a battle of wills as both parties tried to search the demeanor for some evidence as to what the other is thinking before the feminine voice would reply "I like to keep my private life just that, private. And I am very thorough." "Completely erasing yourself from the galaxy is quite a bit more than thorough" "And that is why I said very thorough." the room falls silent again before the ruffling of papers is heard. It should be noted that Detective Andrew Maxd, the interviewer, prefers paper records over the standard datapad. "Assuming you're still sitting here I'm sure you won't mind answering a few questions?" "Ask away detective, I have nothing to hide." A masculine chuckle is heard before the detective continues
"Birthplace?" "Dathomir, and I'm from a little village you probably haven't heard about, to answer your next question." "If you don't mind, I would still like the opportunity to ask these questions." "Of course, my apologies." Another brief pause with some more shifting of papers "If you are Dathomiri, you must have some force sensitivity. Is this true?" "I honestly wouldn't know. My mother took me from the planet at a young age, and I was never trained to be a witch or any other sort of force user. And I have never managed to call things to me with just a swish of my hand." "Some would say that is odd for a Dathomiri" "And some would be right." "Did your mother have any particular reasoning for taking you from Dathomir?" "I believe it was simply wanting to take me to a planet with better opportunities, such as a large public education system and more job opportunities rather than living in a swamp." "Admirable of her." "I don't know about that, she probably assumed I would look after her if I became wealthy enough" "Are you?" "Yes, she has a wonderful little resort on Naboo which she spends most of her days."
"So, you recently gained ownership over Alpha Corp. It was strange when the owner named you his heir over his own children or even his most trusted advisers. Do you have any insight into this?" "I think the old man just saw something in me, I am after all more competent than either of his sons who seem more interested in the women around them then they ever have for the company." "Indeed, you certainly have taken the company to new grounds. Expanding into the weapons business and using the Virtual Reality technology used mostly for games and puzzles by the previous owner for military training. Do you think he would have made the same decision if he knew where you would take the company?" "I don't know, but it doesn't matter now does it?" "I suppose not. Rumors have been spreading that you've been selling weapons to gangs and terrorist cells within Coruscant, especially within the lower levels, and even to several less than savory planetary governments across the galaxy. Care to comment?" There is another pause as if the subject is caught off guard, before she hesitantly and carefully answers, seeming to word her sentences very carefully "I have never sold any weapons to any terrorists, only to legitimate buyers I assure you." "Consider me assured" the man sounds almost sarcastic but he continues with his line of questioning "Who do you consider a legitimate buyer?" "Mr Maxd, I can assure you that you have nothing to fear from me." there is another long pause before the man speaks up, a hint of anger in his voice "How do you know my name?"
NOTE: The investigator committed suicide three days later, a note mentioning how he felt he was ineffective at his job and that he had let too many criminals escape was found next to his body. After his termination, the case of looking into Myra was closed by higher ups in command who deemed her safe and not a threat to any officer, the people of Courscant, or the law.
SHIP: Subject uses a variety of shuttle services and company owned ships for personal transport
MURDERS: None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None
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NAME: Myra Ashani Raltel-Thaeleon
FACTION: Black Sun
RANK: Corporate CEO, Crime Lord
SPECIES: Dathomiri / Tygerii Halfbreed.
AGE: 23
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.8 meters
WEIGHT: 65.7 kg
EYES: Gray
HAIR: Ash black
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Subject displays force potential and possible low-level proficiency. Agents have been unable to record or confirm any event in which the Subject may have applied the force. Investigation pending.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
[+] Adaptive
[+] Charismatic
[-] Prone to Anger
[-] Too Mysterious
APPEARANCE: Subject is usually seen in formal business attire which seems to change depending on which ever partner or customer she may be interacting with, tending to wear clothing that they would find suitable and comfortable to be around. Subject is rarely seen in any form of armor or with any form of combat oriented devices on her person. Such devices or armor tend to be purely ceremonious / decorative. Agents are concerned with how easily the subject is able to adapt to cultures or scenarios she is put in. Thus the nickname 'Normal' when referencing her at discrete drop boxes and meet ups.
BIOGRAPHY:
Subject Origin: Unknown
Subject Familial Ties: Last Known Survivor of Tygerii Noble House "Thaeleon"
Subject Sexuality: Unknown
Subject Corporate Holdings: Alpha Corp.http://starwarsrp.net/topic/145226-alpha-corp/?p=1948583
Previous Crimes: Unknown
Subject Crime Potential: Fifty Percent Probability, possible connection to Black Sun.
Investigation Required: Affirmi- [DENIED]
Access Audio Tape 1/1 [Y/N]?
[Y]
Playback Active:
"Ms. Myra, do you have any idea why we invited you down to the station?" would be the first words coming from the audio log followed by scratching noises of the investigator and the subject sitting in their respective seats. "I can only imagine, but please, do tell" a feminine voice would be heard, no doubt the subjects. "You seem to have... appeared, on Coruscant, only two years ago with absolutely no history anywhere else in the galaxy. We've contacted authorities on Dathomir, which you claim to be your home, and they have no data on you, no other major planets have any data on you, and the company which you recently and mysteriously become the owner of has only data on you from the past two years. Call me curious, but I simply had to learn more." there would then be a silence, a tension, a battle of wills as both parties tried to search the demeanor for some evidence as to what the other is thinking before the feminine voice would reply "I like to keep my private life just that, private. And I am very thorough." "Completely erasing yourself from the galaxy is quite a bit more than thorough" "And that is why I said very thorough." the room falls silent again before the ruffling of papers is heard. It should be noted that Detective Andrew Maxd, the interviewer, prefers paper records over the standard datapad. "Assuming you're still sitting here I'm sure you won't mind answering a few questions?" "Ask away detective, I have nothing to hide." A masculine chuckle is heard before the detective continues
"Birthplace?" "Dathomir, and I'm from a little village you probably haven't heard about, to answer your next question." "If you don't mind, I would still like the opportunity to ask these questions." "Of course, my apologies." Another brief pause with some more shifting of papers "If you are Dathomiri, you must have some force sensitivity. Is this true?" "I honestly wouldn't know. My mother took me from the planet at a young age, and I was never trained to be a witch or any other sort of force user. And I have never managed to call things to me with just a swish of my hand." "Some would say that is odd for a Dathomiri" "And some would be right." "Did your mother have any particular reasoning for taking you from Dathomir?" "I believe it was simply wanting to take me to a planet with better opportunities, such as a large public education system and more job opportunities rather than living in a swamp." "Admirable of her." "I don't know about that, she probably assumed I would look after her if I became wealthy enough" "Are you?" "Yes, she has a wonderful little resort on Naboo which she spends most of her days."
"So, you recently gained ownership over Alpha Corp. It was strange when the owner named you his heir over his own children or even his most trusted advisers. Do you have any insight into this?" "I think the old man just saw something in me, I am after all more competent than either of his sons who seem more interested in the women around them then they ever have for the company." "Indeed, you certainly have taken the company to new grounds. Expanding into the weapons business and using the Virtual Reality technology used mostly for games and puzzles by the previous owner for military training. Do you think he would have made the same decision if he knew where you would take the company?" "I don't know, but it doesn't matter now does it?" "I suppose not. Rumors have been spreading that you've been selling weapons to gangs and terrorist cells within Coruscant, especially within the lower levels, and even to several less than savory planetary governments across the galaxy. Care to comment?" There is another pause as if the subject is caught off guard, before she hesitantly and carefully answers, seeming to word her sentences very carefully "I have never sold any weapons to any terrorists, only to legitimate buyers I assure you." "Consider me assured" the man sounds almost sarcastic but he continues with his line of questioning "Who do you consider a legitimate buyer?" "Mr Maxd, I can assure you that you have nothing to fear from me." there is another long pause before the man speaks up, a hint of anger in his voice "How do you know my name?"
NOTE: The investigator committed suicide three days later, a note mentioning how he felt he was ineffective at his job and that he had let too many criminals escape was found next to his body. After his termination, the case of looking into Myra was closed by higher ups in command who deemed her safe and not a threat to any officer, the people of Courscant, or the law.
SHIP: Subject uses a variety of shuttle services and company owned ships for personal transport
MURDERS: None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None
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