Tricks of the Trade

[Adriana Fortemps]

Galidraan, Imperial Row​

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[member="Samka Derith"]​

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The delicate smell of tea filled the carefully detailed and organized lobby of the mansion that the Echani had procured for her rendezvous, a surprisingly luxurious mansion even considering all the favours that Jorryn had to call in to ensure that she would both have the space and that nobody would know of it. Despite the grandiose appearance of the house, the Inquisitor still wanted to impress the company she was expecting and made sure to have it cleaned thoroughly and that everything was spotless for when her guest arrived.

"Perfect!"

A very self-pleased voice run through her head as she took a sip of her freshly made tea, one that she had been specially making in order to please her Master, Tai Fa. It had taken Jorryn a long time to make a tea that the Lord Inquisitor would even consider as mediocre due to his refined taste, but every day the Echani felt like she was getting closer to perfecting.

It tasted pretty karking good to her.

Everything was finally properly in place and perfectly presented, the Echani very smug with the elegance of the display in front of her. Sugar and milk in flanking the beautifully detailed tea cup that she had received as a gift from some Governor or another.

Now the Inquisitor just had to wait for her guest.

Samka Derith.

The truth was that Jorryn had very little idea about who the girl truly was, but all that she needed to know was that the Ren was powerful. The pair had met at a party a good time ago on the very planet they were supposed to meet at this evening, a curious exchange with a suspicious girl. But it was in that exchange that the Inquisitor learned that if Samka could hide the immense power she held, then surely Jorryn could do the same.

It was surprisingly hard to get back into contact with the young woman, especially for someone from an allied faction. The silver-haired Sith had to pull some strings in high places in order to get into contact with Samka, but it would be worth it if Jorryn could learn what the young Ren was willing to share.

 

[Samka Derith]

Samka Derith wasn't an easy person to reach. She'd made it that way. While moving in broad daylight, she truly operated from the shadows. Still she needed contacts through the galaxy, ears and eyes to stay aware of the state of matters and to be called upon if needed. Some of them were in the Sith Empire and it was apparently through these that Jorryn Fordyce had reached her. If the Sith had the skills needed to track her down, there was opportunity to be had.

She didn't recall much of Jorryn, it had been busy times since the Sith ball where they'd met. The woman was an acolyte, pretty thing, friendly for a Sith too. She had an almost innocent vibe about her. The way she regarded Sam with wonder at the sight of her abilities. It was a pleasant memory. So she was actually looking forward to this reunion.

So she was back on Galidraan. More specifically outside of this rather lovely mansion. The young Ren beamed with pleasure. Too many Sith wanted to meet in these putrid forests or musky temple basements. It was always nice to find a more fancy facility. She skipped up the steps and rocked on her heels by the doorway. She contemplated just marching in. It would assert herself but it would also be rude. So she searched for the doorbell.

She didn't hear it so she pressed it again for good measure then waited, hands on hips, for her host. She'd made sure to pick a nice outfit for their reunion, another cocktail dress stopping just above her knees. It was ruffled slightly at the sleeves and helm. Her hair thick, dark, slightly fluffy. Any trace of Dark Side corruption hidden away and so she appeared as nothing but the sweet face of an innocent young woman barely out of her teens.

She hummed a little as she waited and continued to rock on her heels.

[member="Jorryn Fordyce"]​

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

The Echani perked up as the doorbell rang throughout the mansion, patting herself down and quickly taking one last look in the mirror before allowing herself to appear before her guest. A hand daintily presser her shortened silver locks behind her right ear before quickly touching up some of her makeup. If she was going to impress Samka properly, she at least wanted to look as put together as possible.

It wasn't more than half a minute before the Inquisitor had rushed to let her guest in, unlocking and pulling the old wooden door open wide.

It didn't take long for Jorryn to inspect the young Ren before she felt somewhat caught of guard, her own outfit simply being the Saaraisash outfit that she wore in her duties. And while she had made sure that it fit her well and was properly stylish, it was hardly fitting for the elegant cocktail dress that the woman in front of her wore. It lasted only a moment before the Inquisitor returned to herself, a gentle smile coming back across her face.

"You look as enrapturing as we last met, My Lady." A hand raising to her own chest as she took a properly respectful bow to such a figure. "I feel as though I have underdressed for the occasion, I apologize."

The outfit that the Echani currently wore was for the training she assumed was to come, but it didn't take long for Jorryn to regret not wearing an elegant dress of her own. She had many such outfits, but alas there was no turning the clock back. Hopefully the lessons she was about to learn would prove it a smart choice of clothing.

"But please, come in." Her voice trying to stay lofty and carry an atmosphere of easement to please [member="Samka Derith"]. "I have prepared a special tea that I make only for the Lord Inquisitor, but I feel like someone such as yourself called for it."

A hand stretched outwards from Jorryn's figure, inviting the girl inside towards the den of the house where their tea and treats awaited.