You Are Cordially Invited... [Ask]

[Azrael]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

Ms. Drey,

Your offer to hire myself and those I choose for a team has been considered and accepted on a limited engagement. We will offer our services as security consultants. As an offer of good faith, we will only take payment for the time that we are acting as security for this Gathering. The condition of this is that at anytime we find something we do not agree with, or cannot abide, we will be allowed to depart. We further understand that you wish to see only non-lethal means of force used in the circumstance that it is warranted. Be advised however, that we will do our duty first, and it it means taking matters further we are prepared and willing to do so. If these conditions are unsatisfactory, I suggest you seek other parties for security assignments -- otherwise myself and my team will be in attendance before the event officially begins to screen and vet your guests, and offer our protection.

Regards,
Azrael
Field Marshal of the Mand'alor

*The letter enclosed was returned, signed with the names of Azrael - and his selected team of no more than five other members.*​

 

[Onrai]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

My dear friend,

Excellent work! It's most wonderful to hear that things are proceeding according to plan. Please keep me updated.

Love,
Circe

 

[Christian Slade]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

Alicia Drey,

I could use a drink...

-C.S.

 

[The End Narrator]

The task was simple really and the target made it even more so by exposing herself in such a manner, a back office, in the Upper Districts of Chandrila? Please, you’re not going to hide with a face like that. The holocameras zoomed in from multiple directions, snapping photos and uploading them within nanoseconds to computers in her apartment on Nar Shaddaa. There would be little to no evidence left behind of system tampering as the obviously un-encrypted transmissions sent from Alicia Drey to various associates went out.

Everytime the woman would send something, information was instantly transmitted to her personal storage. She remained connected for just a bit longer, copying every pieces of information she could from the Chandrila DataTech networks. It was easy enough considering the lack of encrypting on the network, the lack of security around the perimeter and well just the general lax of caring.
And with a face like her own, she blended in well. The name at the end of the final message that went out matched the face as well as the bounty to which [member="Rave Merrill"] put out on the woman. Well, that would be an easy pay day and maybe a new business contact.

Hell her ship was breaking down anyways…

She disconnected the connection and casually walked away towards the tramsystem, boarding a tram to the closest spaceport. If anyone did pursue her, she had a failsafe, every single piece of information would be blasted out to pre-designated targets, along with Kessendra’s information and Drey’s last known coordinates and associates. She was pretty sure someone would try and they would lose…

 

[The End Narrator]

And as she figured, there would be no pursuit with no viable trace.

She would board a public transport, filled with hundreds of people. Just another face in the crowd.

Within minutes, she was gone from the planet. Bugs in-place, all relative system information downloaded.

Complacency was a beautiful thing...well not on her end anyways.

As fast as she came, she was gone just the same.