PGSC Staff Sergeant
Zaliffer had never seen anything nearly as nice as Naboo.
Despite the beauty of the architecture and the glistening paint of newly made structures, the eyes of the people were something he understood well. Exhaustion. Quiet pain. Endurance when there should have been bliss. Reasons that his company was formed by their benefactor. A reminder of why they had been made. Not just as security for the reclusive woman that waited patiently for him to deliver the message. Or for those that worked under her. But as a stopgap for the galaxy at large. His own mind wandered to where that courteous offer ended. Was it bound with credits? Priddy's whim? At a perceived slight by those that she worked with?
It was difficult to say where it would finally run out. He'd barely had any gauge of the woman that had given so many of them employment at the drop of a hat.
All he could say was that she was as closely guarded with her intent as she was with her methods of information gathering. Something that had made even those supposedly in positions of power within the quickly formed Security Contractors group wary. She'd been present for the majority of the interviews after all. Sat beside every commanding officer that she had picked while they sorted through the stack of papers to find the best fit for each one of them. Staring out from behind the smoke of her cigarette with those amber eyes of hers as they spoke back and forth. Unblinking as she watched them like a predator measuring her next meal.
Until the amber glow faded along with the end of the questions. Those interviewing looking to her before she either nodded or shook her head.
Not many had been turned away. Either out of necessity or some other requirement that hadn't been mentioned in the process of selection. In the end it hadn't mattered much he supposed. Assignments were a bit peculiar at times. Giving lower ranked officers particular tasks that seemed outside of their scope. Then again, nothing the woman did really made the clearest of sense without her weighing in on the matter.
The heavy steps of his boots coming to an end as he stood outside the residence of the one he was tasked with finding. Lifting an arm to double check against the screen on his wrist before unlatching the mace on his hip without activating it and using it to knock in place of his hand. A resounding trio of bangs announcing him at the door as he listened briefly before replacing it and standing at ease until someone came to see what the noise was about.
