Vallory
Character
Vallory had not visited this system before. She had heard, from whispers from the Sorenn-Syrush house that they were moving somewhere in the territory of this system's faction. The freighter landed, and Vallory tossed up credits to the pilot, then offering a small salute, followed by a quick wink. She then sashayed away, a smile on her face. The pilot had owed her a favor, but their types also wanted some credits somewhere in the agreement. She was welcome to give those credits.
She walked through the landing bay of Chasin City, as it was called. She approached the security checkpoint, holding in one hand a forged ID made by a friend to the smuggler. Or, that was what the smuggler had said.
One of the security guards off the checkpoint held up a hand to stop her. She stopped, handing them the ID, smiling gently while trying to make eye contact. The security guard looked over the ID...then frowned. They looked up, then back to the ID before handing it back to Vallory. "You're coming with us, please."
Vallory kept the smile, but it half disappeared to almost nothing. Under her innocent facade, she was thinking about all the ways she could deal with that smuggler if they ever crossed her again. "Very well, I'll come quietly boys." Two of them led her through, to a place where they could question her, away from prying eyes. "You taking me somewhere safe? Are there bad people around?" she asked, all innocently. Really, she was very annoyed.
[member="Amelia Sorenn-Syrush"]
She walked through the landing bay of Chasin City, as it was called. She approached the security checkpoint, holding in one hand a forged ID made by a friend to the smuggler. Or, that was what the smuggler had said.
One of the security guards off the checkpoint held up a hand to stop her. She stopped, handing them the ID, smiling gently while trying to make eye contact. The security guard looked over the ID...then frowned. They looked up, then back to the ID before handing it back to Vallory. "You're coming with us, please."
Vallory kept the smile, but it half disappeared to almost nothing. Under her innocent facade, she was thinking about all the ways she could deal with that smuggler if they ever crossed her again. "Very well, I'll come quietly boys." Two of them led her through, to a place where they could question her, away from prying eyes. "You taking me somewhere safe? Are there bad people around?" she asked, all innocently. Really, she was very annoyed.
[member="Amelia Sorenn-Syrush"]