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Location: Cloud City, Whitetower Arms Hotel
Objective: Apprehend compromised SIA operative
Good afternoon, Agent. Your destination is a fashion show at Cloud City's prestigious Whitetower Arms Hotel by Blue Lotus, one of the galaxy's leading couture brands. Your target is Clarys Boralle, noted supermodel and SIA operative whom we have reason to believe has been compromised by criminal elements. We have traced the leak of information regarding classified war material routes to her. Apprehend Boralle - quietly and without casualties - and return her to Coruscant for questioning. Remember that Cloud City is outside of our jurisdiction, so discretion is key.
Seku read through the info several times to be sure she had it all. Having to apprehend someone without making any waves, was a dicey proposition, even more so when one of your colleagues was the target.
Seku didn't know Clarys Boralle personally, but it was hard not to know of her, considering her face was plastered on just about every holo channel from one end of the Galactic Alliance to the other. Privately, Seku hoped the game of cat and mouse played out for a few days, as she wanted to be able to pamper herself just a little bit while staying at the Whitetower Arms Hotel, but she also knew the SIA wanted this handled quietly and more to the point, quickly.
"Can't go in wearing the usual armored body glove," Seku mused to herself as she eyed her reflection in the mirror. "Time to play dress-up, girl!"
In the end, Seku decided on what she referred to as her 'little black dress', a form fitting black shimmersilk number that hugged all her curves in just the right places and always made the males in the area do a double take, regardless of their species. She slid on a pair of tinted sunglasses that held a covert heads up display and secure comms, feeding her information in real-time from an SIA team positioned elsewhere in the hotel to provide support. Her handbag, which had a lining to prevent it from being scanned, held an assortment of tools she felt might come in handy.
"Blue to TAC-1, do you read?"
"This is TAC-1, we're reading you loud and clear, Blue."
"Do we have a visual on the target?"
"Negative on visual. Still a few hours before the fashion show starts."
"Suggestions?"
"Get out there and mingle, girl. Just don't do anything we wouldn't."
"That gives me a lot of leeway," Seku replied with a smirk as she headed for the nearest elevator.
Objective: Apprehend compromised SIA operative
Good afternoon, Agent. Your destination is a fashion show at Cloud City's prestigious Whitetower Arms Hotel by Blue Lotus, one of the galaxy's leading couture brands. Your target is Clarys Boralle, noted supermodel and SIA operative whom we have reason to believe has been compromised by criminal elements. We have traced the leak of information regarding classified war material routes to her. Apprehend Boralle - quietly and without casualties - and return her to Coruscant for questioning. Remember that Cloud City is outside of our jurisdiction, so discretion is key.
Seku read through the info several times to be sure she had it all. Having to apprehend someone without making any waves, was a dicey proposition, even more so when one of your colleagues was the target.
Seku didn't know Clarys Boralle personally, but it was hard not to know of her, considering her face was plastered on just about every holo channel from one end of the Galactic Alliance to the other. Privately, Seku hoped the game of cat and mouse played out for a few days, as she wanted to be able to pamper herself just a little bit while staying at the Whitetower Arms Hotel, but she also knew the SIA wanted this handled quietly and more to the point, quickly.
"Can't go in wearing the usual armored body glove," Seku mused to herself as she eyed her reflection in the mirror. "Time to play dress-up, girl!"
In the end, Seku decided on what she referred to as her 'little black dress', a form fitting black shimmersilk number that hugged all her curves in just the right places and always made the males in the area do a double take, regardless of their species. She slid on a pair of tinted sunglasses that held a covert heads up display and secure comms, feeding her information in real-time from an SIA team positioned elsewhere in the hotel to provide support. Her handbag, which had a lining to prevent it from being scanned, held an assortment of tools she felt might come in handy.
"Blue to TAC-1, do you read?"
"This is TAC-1, we're reading you loud and clear, Blue."
"Do we have a visual on the target?"
"Negative on visual. Still a few hours before the fashion show starts."
"Suggestions?"
"Get out there and mingle, girl. Just don't do anything we wouldn't."
"That gives me a lot of leeway," Seku replied with a smirk as she headed for the nearest elevator.