Post by Alicia Drey on Apr 30, 2019 12:41:02 GMT -5
Ra'hal Lexor, Mavi
Alicia Drey was waiting in the allocated docking bay of the Nayli spaceport. Through the use of her contacts Alicia had set up this area for them to meet undisturbed by custom checks or security officers who worked in the spaceport. Officially the Firespray that had just landed was marked as a Bulk Cruiser that was set to pick up foodstuffs, which was to be transported to Hanna City for distribution. This coincided with an actual delivery that had taken place earlier that day. In the event that her activities were to be investigated by the Jedi, or the Imperial Security Bureau, or even by Chandrilese officials it should work that they would led to the conclusion that this was a simple routine delivery. Completely ordinary and not suspicious. In conjunction with this supposed unassuming delivery came the machinations of her contacts inside the spaceport, who were covering up the usual routine checks for incoming and outgoing vessels.
It was mid-day on Chandrila. As such Alicia was not in the Sith robes that she had worn the last time she had met with Canderous in person. In the public eye she was just merely a talented Chandrilese entrepreneur that happened to corner it's greatest export: foodstuffs. Hiding in plain sight was a superior disguise to hiding in the shadows, working from afar as her predecessors had done. Only a few men and women in the galaxy knew that she was a follower of the dark side: a woman with the ambition and set determination to become the Dark Lord of the Sith, with the motive to reform the Sith Order back into the paradigm that it should never have abandoned. Through her public life was the owner of one of Chandrila's most wealthiest corporations Alicia was able to forward the darker agenda that she held in secret from her fellow Chandrilese; and it was because of this that she was able to afford both the credits and influence that was necessary to bring Mavi to her homeworld on this day for a little chat, which could have serious ramifications for the Pureblooded Sith.
Alicia Drey.
Alicia Drey was waiting in the allocated docking bay of the Nayli spaceport. Through the use of her contacts Alicia had set up this area for them to meet undisturbed by custom checks or security officers who worked in the spaceport. Officially the Firespray that had just landed was marked as a Bulk Cruiser that was set to pick up foodstuffs, which was to be transported to Hanna City for distribution. This coincided with an actual delivery that had taken place earlier that day. In the event that her activities were to be investigated by the Jedi, or the Imperial Security Bureau, or even by Chandrilese officials it should work that they would led to the conclusion that this was a simple routine delivery. Completely ordinary and not suspicious. In conjunction with this supposed unassuming delivery came the machinations of her contacts inside the spaceport, who were covering up the usual routine checks for incoming and outgoing vessels.
It was mid-day on Chandrila. As such Alicia was not in the Sith robes that she had worn the last time she had met with Canderous in person. In the public eye she was just merely a talented Chandrilese entrepreneur that happened to corner it's greatest export: foodstuffs. Hiding in plain sight was a superior disguise to hiding in the shadows, working from afar as her predecessors had done. Only a few men and women in the galaxy knew that she was a follower of the dark side: a woman with the ambition and set determination to become the Dark Lord of the Sith, with the motive to reform the Sith Order back into the paradigm that it should never have abandoned. Through her public life was the owner of one of Chandrila's most wealthiest corporations Alicia was able to forward the darker agenda that she held in secret from her fellow Chandrilese; and it was because of this that she was able to afford both the credits and influence that was necessary to bring Mavi to her homeworld on this day for a little chat, which could have serious ramifications for the Pureblooded Sith.
Alicia Drey.
When Canderous finished his landing procedures and the air vents to the Firespray cooled, Alicia took the initiative by rapping her knuckles on the doors of the ship, taking a step backwards and waiting for entry onto the ship.