The Curious Spy

[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel had been making more and more frequent trips to Coruscant testing with how much he could get away with. He had spent more and more time at the Galactic Museum, filling his need for knowledge as he spent night in day through every holobook, and every ancient text always wanting to learn more. But he was always watchful of his surroundings and wondered if the enemy would know who he was, or figure out he was here. Nonetheless, he was lucky that he had made it this far, and if anyone stood against him, they would indeed regret his wrath.

After a long day at the museum he had wandered into one of the more shadier cantinas ignoring the foul odor, and the shady looking patrons he just asked the bartender for a Corellian Whiskey and took a seat far away from the eyes of others, unknown of what would happen on this day, he just silently sat there drinking and surrounded himself in the dark.

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[Asheda Tyr]

One can never be to careful, but no amount of carefulness can stop curiosity, which is exactly what someone at the museum had become over the recent visitor who had been coming in researching Darth Vader and other information sources from the Galactic Civil War era. Though probably a nothing jib about some obsessed with the past, it a in some enjoyable flirting and dancing at one of the local shady clubs not far from said museum, the specific bar had been the regular visiting place for said individual.

It had not taken much convincing to apply as an 'entertainer; fro the establishment, the owner more then willing to hire her, not really caring about any possible problem or past. At the current moment the very erotically dressed Chiss was dancing for the bars patrons, a little put off by some of her views but over all enjoying the new assignment, swaying her hips and assets around for everyone to see. It would only be a matter of time until the individual in question noticed her especially with all the nice and whistle directed at he.

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[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel kept drinking his whiskey still trying to process the information that he had received when scouring the archives to find information about Lord Vader. Still he had to be wary he had no idea who was watching him and so he had to be careful. He kept to the shadows trying to avoid as much attention as possible.

Meanwhile a ample chested Chiss woman was dancing swaying her hips seductively at the crowd while the drunken men craved more. Kyrel on the other hand was distrustful of the woman she whistled at him and looked at him with a seductive gaze which he stared back curious but looked away not knowing what would happen with the dancer.



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[Asheda Tyr]

She had caught the eye of her target and she knew her dance was enticing even though said person seemed to be resisting, while keeping an eye on Kyrel one of the more drunker patrons got a little touchy. "Hey no touching, only paying customers can do that", she gave the drunk a slight push and slowly made her way over to the Ren in disguise, keeping the dance up while moving.

"You seem like someone who has money to spare, buying a drink and all, for a small tip, you can do more then just watch", the mans body movements and shifty eyes betrayed his actual though. He was good at resisting, but her training as a spy meant she was almost as good at sensing people true emotion as a force sensitive, even if slightly skewed.
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[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel was determined not to become bothered pulling out a datapad to study the records he copied he was lost within his studies and carefully reading it so he might be able to learn some interesting things.

Then the bare chested chiss danced his way attempting to try and sway him with her body, but it wouldn't' work so easily. He used the Force to touch her mind and said carefully. "Yes but I am not a regular and not interested now go away." he said rubbing her mind with the Force before going back to reading.

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[Asheda Tyr]

She gave him a sly smile while continuing to dance, even though the stranger was putting his nose in the data pad, she knew her presence was getting to him, it would only be a matter of time until said man reveled something. Even the slightest amount of information would give Vettu a lead, that information came when a slight force prod entered her mind, 'ahhh so he is force sensitive, and by those clothes, it safe to say they are no Jedi, but why are they here'.

She leaned in a little closer, putting on a fasard to be interested in what the man was reading. "What have you got there reading up on some history, a bar is not the usual place for personal study". Glancing down slightly, her full red eyes making it difficult to knew where she was looking, the Chiss was able to note the words Darth Vader, 'a potential dark-sider routing around for information on Darth Vader, this is a big find".

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[Kyrel Ren]

Still, as he sat and read the girl still didn't leave him alone. She was starting to irritate him more as he continued reading trying to find some peace and quiet but it seemed like none would come. Of course, as he was lost within the text, he wasn't stupid as she got real close to him not as much as he would like. This was starting to give him a clue of what she was up to and within moments learned that she was reading from him which was something that was too obvious for him. He allowed it thinking of what she would do after all she was no more than a mere dancer who could do absolutely nothing.

After a while he began to grow sick of it and grabbed her wrist, his cold fingers taking a hold of her wrist as he looked to her with a not too pleased look, he for a minute thought of using the Force, but then reconsidered it as he spoke. His voice cold as ice and annoyed as his yellow eyes looked into her red orbs. "interesting stuff you see yes, but I do not like it when people get in my face and read my property it makes me rather uncomfortable."

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[Asheda Tyr]

The forceful hand grabbing her wrist was sudden and... cold, metal, 'a potential cyborg as well, the plot thickens'. despite the very serious nature of what was going on she kept her cool, nothing blew a mission more then letting emotions get in the way. She had gotten enough information to perhaps please her employer, but just needed confirmation of his force alignment, fortunately the man was more then willing to show her.

The yellow beady eyes comforted that he was a Sith of some sort, or maybe a Ren, in addition it showed his face, scared, burned 'this is all I need'. She waited until Kyrel let go, giving him a disappointing look, "I'm certain we would have been able to make one another very happy, especially with that firm grip of yours, but I will leave you for now". Vettu then danced her way over to another customer, the man more then willing to tip her for a little 'extra' service, she'd stay around for a bit longer, enjoying the company, all the required information already acquired.

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[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel would look at her clearly not amused by her behavior and noticed how she was giving him a disappointing look, neither of which he cared. He had taken enough risk to come to the capital of the Galactic Alliance, and even a riskier move in getting a copy of the records he was after, for all he had known was that he just wanted some time to himself, and did not wish to be bothered by the girl that he was clearly annoyed with, after a moment he spoke carefully. "Thanks now leave please."

He said releasing her wrist as she danced away to a drunken customer, with him not caring he went back to his reading, absorbing bits and pieces about Vader's life during the Galactic Civil War. After some time reading, he decided to take his business elsewhere but decided to keep a look out, not having a good feeling about the girl, so he quickly watched out with the datapad in hand.

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