Through Alliances, Chains Are Broken [GLC and Bothan SpyNet]

[Geneviève Lasedri]

A lone figure tread the stone pavement of Bothawui's storied street at dusk, barely discernible in the twilight haze as the skirt of her black trenchcoat swayed about her ankles with each step. She appeared to be just another shady character stalking about in the night, and her dead white eye glowed eerily when she passed underneath the streetlamps, further exaggerating her mystique. If anyone had knowledge of the blaster she held inside her coat, they might be genuinely alarmed.

The shadowy woman silently trekked through the industrial district of Drev'starn, Bothawui's capital city, and made her way to a textile factory that was currently under renovation. If her contact was trustworthy, he had used his bureaucratic powers to disable security cameras for their meeting. Standing under a dim light illuminating one of the shipping doors, she glanced around and gripped her cloaked CR-2 blaster pistol as she waited for [member="Regor Laxvan"].

[member="Strask Ak'lya"]

 

[Ak'lya]

Strask had, indeed, turned off the security cameras. However, he wasn't going to let it go completely undocumented. He had a recording rod with him, and the Net would keep their own eyes open. He didn't know why he was wanted. And the Spymaster didn't like it. He may as well be walking into a trap. So he had prepared.

He had set his own. A single sniper watched the position, ready to act if Strask gave a signal. The Bothan held a J1 in his fist as well. He wasn't really ready to die.

But if [member="Geneviève Lasedri"] was after something else, he may be able to provide.
[member="Regor Laxvan"]

 

[Regor Laxvan]

Regore aprotced the meetingpoint, wearing asimpel clothes, the hood of his jaked casting most of his face in shadowes, not wearing his armor made him feel a bit worryd hoever this feeling was soon taken away as he looked at the blaster on the inside pocked of his jaked.
He walked up to [member="Geneviève Lasedri"], "good to see you"
[member="Strask Ak'lya"]

 

[Geneviève Lasedri]

Geneviève nodded a silent 'likewise' to Regor before scanning the perimeter for the fifth time. No one was in sight, so she pulled out the orange cloth from her pocket and dropped it in front of the door's threshold. If their contact was watching, he should recognize the signal.

She felt antsy. Hearing rumors about the Bothan SpyNet, the Chandrilan wondered just how much they knew about her and if they had been observing her the entire time she had been on Bothawui. She wondered if it ever crossed her partner's mind.

Glancing about once more, Geneviève concentrated on peering into the darkness. Only one of her eyes actually worked ever since some brute had killed the other, yet she felt like she could see better these days. She called it a 'second sight' and had used it to her advantage quite often in her line of work. Hopefully it would be unnecessary, however. She still saw no sign of the Viceroy, but he had to be there--somewhere. Otherwise, they might be dead very shortly.

[member="Strask Ak'lya"] [member="Regor Laxvan"]

 

[Ak'lya]

From behind [member="Geneviève Lasedri"], a rather distorted voice came. "Ah, Geneviève. Welcome! What brings you to my planet?" A figure stepped out of the shadows, but the shadows seemed to cling to him as he entered the light of the streetlamp. His face and features still hidden, he spoke in the garbled voice again. "And be warned, if you try and kill me, you won't live to tell." Below the screen of darkness between them, the Bothan smiled.
He had brought one extra piece with him.
A Shadowcloak.
[member="Regor Laxvan"]

 

[Regor Laxvan]

Regore looked at the viceroy "dont worry, if you dont give us a reason to we won't" he looked between the 2 of them wiating fore wat was to come, scaning the erea knowing the viceroy could not have come alone.
[member="Strask Ak'lya"]
[member="Geneviève Lasedri"]

 

[Geneviève Lasedri]

Geneviève nodded solemnly at the cloaked Bothan, understanding his terms. Still, she had trust issues ever since... ever, so she continued to secretly clutch the gun beneath her black trenchcoat in case this person was not who he claimed to be. "Viceroy Ak'lya, thank you for meeting with me under these circumstances."

Though Geneviève was quite used to formalities and holding company with 'important people', she found that many were uncomfortable with her simply because of her ghostly eye and tried to avoid as much eye contact as she could without offending the Bothan. She gestured towards her blond-haired compatriot. "This is Mister Laxvan. I represent his organization and thought it might be beneficial to... seek out an ally in our venture."

[member="Strask Ak'lya"] [member="Regor Laxvan"]

 

[Ak'lya]

Strask gave no indication of an emotion. "What do you need and why should I supply it?" He asked. His face was still behind the cloak. He needed to be sure he could afford it, but he also needed to know who they were. All in time. All in time. For now, what was expected of him. And this time, he was hoping to put it to the Net's bill. He was running lower on funds. But that depended on organization [member="Regor Laxvan"] ran.
[member="Geneviève Lasedri"]

 

[Regor Laxvan]

Regore spoke calmly to the viceroy, "wel viceroy, we reprecent the Galactic liberation collective, our aim is to fre those enslaved and opresed, we could greatly use your organisations aid, in estebling savehouses, finding potential targets, and pocebly even providing some funs so we can continuw whit are work."
[member="Strask Ak'lya"]
[member="Geneviève Lasedri"]

 

[Geneviève Lasedri]

"I have resources, as well," Geneviève stated, attempting to peer into the Bothan's eyes, but to no avail. She wondered if he already knew about her finances. "But I can't fund an entire operation on my own. It would be a drop in the bucket." The woman wanted to be less tense, but it made her edgy that they could not see their contact's face. She turned her head slightly and glanced around the block out of the corner of her single functioning eye, brown iris flitting left and right. Still no sign of anyone about to murder them, but there could always be a ranged attacker.

"Our partnership would ensure our mutual protection." She paused, hoping her next words would be enticing enough. "To your benefit, we'd share technology our faction develops."

[member="Strask Ak'lya"] [member="Regor Laxvan"]

 

[Ak'lya]

Strask sighed. "I know your assets." He turned to [member="Regor Laxvan"], the black, featureless face seeming directed at him now. "I can only supply safehouses on Confeterate worlds, and even that could get risky. I could name at least two targets now, but I'm not sure either of them are capable of being stormed right now." Turning back to [member="Geneviève Lasedri"], he said "I can fund you, but I would prefer that my name be left anonymous to anyone else. I rather hate assassins if I'm not paying them."

 

[Regor Laxvan]

"thank you, viceroy, Thad brings us at least a bit clover to our goal, also don't worry about being involved, we wont breath a word of this"
[member="Strask Ak'lya"]
[member="Geneviève Lasedri"]

 

[Geneviève Lasedri]

"You have my word, Viceroy," she replied, quite familiar with the need for secrecy at a station such as his. Indeed, Geneviève had been kidnapped a few years back. "Note that we'll expect the same from you." She blinked a coded 'A-OK' at [member="Regor Laxvan"] and hoped he felt the same.

"How shall we arrange transaction when the time is right? Obviously we can't postmark them directly to you." She was easing up a bit now, her firing hand less tense and her gaze more constant, staring at the form that contained the Bothan leader's face somewhere inside. Another exhilarating night, this was. It might b thrilling to revisit this scene again--but on her own terms next time.

[member="Strask Ak'lya"]

 

[Regor Laxvan]

Regore nodded slightly to [member="Geneviève Lasedri"] to let her know he agreed whit her. "we could use the broken chain to mark the communication, knowing it is fore or from us, we would also have to figure out a encryption of some sort"
[member="Strask Ak'lya"]