The Beginning of a Trick(Republic)

[Soliath Devin Talith]

Sammael stood on a small outcropping above the main floor of his apartment in 500 Republica. Before him stood and chatted about a hundred of or so various people. Senators, Representatives, Admirals, Generals, and dozens of other people representing almost all walks of Republic life. Sammael stared at them all, taking in their facial expressions, their nuances and anything else they were doing. The Senator from Byss stared at all of them, learning their every move.

He was hosting this party, it was a way for him to meet his peers within the Senate and other places. It was also a place to begin his plan. Sammael was of course not at all who he said he was. He was Moridin, the former Emperor of the Sith Empire and the Dreadlord of Byss. He wore a mask, he hid himself from the Jedi. Here on Coruscant he was someone entirely different, and no one else would be able to tell the difference...he hardly could himself.

The Senator smiled behind his mask, seemingly pleased with his assessment of the situation. Slowly he walked down the steps to the main floor of his apartment, and then began to greet and meet his guests. His mask was intimidating of course, but his personality was enough to off set any fear it might put into people. Sammael was a charmer, and apparently his pleasantness had rubbed off on others here.

“Senator, you must tell me how you got an apartment here so quickly. I've been trying for months.”

A woman in fine livery talked to him, and Sammael's stance changed quickly. He seemed to be pleased at the womans words, and then put a hand on her should in kind reassurance. “I have my ways Madam. Plus ridiculous amounts of money always helps.”

The woman laughed at Sammaels joke, and he laughed with her. They chatted for a few moments more until finally Sammael excused himself. Slowly the Senator began to move around the room, greeting his guests and politely speaking with each and every one.

 

[Selena Halcyon]

Jedi Knight Selena Halcyon at a party for senators? Absolutely absurd right? Was there ever a more unlikely person to be at a party? Well, okay the homeless person from the pits of Coruscant was pretty unlikely. Then again, a politician might try and get good publicity by showing a homeless person a night of festivities. So... actually maybe that was more likely than Selena. But Selena was not the one at the party at all. No, tonight she was Adina Kalanit the date of the Senator from Chandrila. The man had no idea that she was a Jedi, but swinging her way into being his date had been simple enough.

As much as she hated flaunting the fact that she was female... it was incredibly useful in her line of work. Being a Jedi Shadow required a lot of acting, and when necessary she could act like the temptress. A role she detested, but it was easier than it really should have been. Plunging neckline, nice smile, and acting less than very intelligent. It was all too easy. Luckily, the Force stopped her from having to compromise herself. That was a line she refused to cross for work.

So why was a Jedi Shadow interested in getting into a party like this. Well the patron from Byss had a Sith Sword in his possession. It was her business to do a few things. Figure out if it was something of power or just a sword. Another was to find out how and why the senator from Byss had it. Finally, if necessary she would case the apartment and figure out how to break in and replace the sword with a fake.

As it stood, all she had done thus far was get a good look at the layout of the main room. She had yet to lay eyes on the sword though. Luckily she had managed to separate herself from her 'date'. Some nonsense about wanting to meet famous people or something had gotten the man to chuckle and let her leave his arm. Presently, she was engaging with a group of prattling women, all the real thing that she was pretending to be. Their gossip was tiresome, but she put on a great show fitting in with them seamlessly. The only difference was how aware she was of the world around her. Her eyes looking out at the people in the room when she drank from her wine glass.

 

[Rosa Gunn]

Rosa found herself drawn to these events. She told herself again and again that she did not want to get involved in politics, not after last time, however her experience placed her firmly in the line of fire when it came to the Council selecting someone to attend. She was here to get a feel for this, Senator Sammael, this masked man from Byss.

Everything about him screamed 'untrustworthy' to her, but the the same could be said for most politicians and while she tended to go with her gut feelings she knew she needed to at least give the man a chance to speak. Past experience told her Jedi were treated with suspicion when dressed in their robes. Darron may have changed the rules and joined the Order with the Senate, but there would always be those who saw the Jedi as tricksters, so she came dressed in a dark blue cocktail dress and took the time to pin her hair up out of her face.

She still had a comm link in her ear and she had arrived with an astromech droid that found itself a quiet corner and shut down. Concealed in its casing was her lightsaber. It was a precaution only, she did not expect trouble, but her training told her to bring it anyway. Looking the very un Jedi like, Rosa smiled sweetly and conversed politely with the other guests, keeping one eye on Sammael and nursing the glass of wine in her hand.