Alicia Drey
Rule of Two
Apr 16, 2019 16:56:30 GMT -5
Posts: 77
Bio Link: Alicia Drey
Title: Darksider
Title: Sith
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Post by Alicia Drey on May 13, 2019 12:36:15 GMT -5
Percy Jendri Funami Teriyaki Ra'hal LexorMachinations
Chandrila, Chandrila system, Bormea sector; The Chandrilese settlement of Nayli;
It was time to begin.
Several weeks had passed since Alicia Drey had met Percy Jendri and Funami Teriyaki. In the form of the latter, Alicia had convinced the Sith Apprentice of a Dark Councillor called Darth Malice to enter a consipracy in which the two would further the other's cause. Alicia quietly suspected that Funami would one day usurp her Master for their position on the Dark Council. She had sensed the girl's ambition and raw knowledge in the dark side, so it was only inevitable that one day she would challenge Malice for her place. That was the only reason why she had gone along with Jendri's proposal that Funami be allowed into the arrangement that Alicia had created with the Imperial. As for Jendri, Alicia had recruited an Imperial that had latent powers in the dark side, of which only she and Funami knew of. It was possible that one of the Sith Empire's Grand Moffs was also aware of Jendri's abilities but until that posed a problem they had all agreed to spare their life unless they threatened to expose Jendri to the Sith Order. In the form of Percy Jendri, Alicia had planted the seeds that would one day blossom into a high ranking spy. A Sith who hid in plain sight among other Sith who, in conjunction with his fellow conspirators, would one day form the cog in the machine that would destroy the Empire, and see through the reformation of the Sith Order into it's correct paradigm.
In the weeks that had elapsed between the meeting that had taken place in the Korriban settlement Dreshdae, Alicia had gone about the process of recruiting and turning high ranking officials in the major spaceports across Chandrila to her cause. The next step in her affairs on Chandrila was to see through the process of turning the Purple Rejects to her cause. They were a small organization that smuggled narcotics, weapons and other forms of paraphernalia out of Nar Shaddaa to Chandrila, which alongside their business on upon the Smuggler's Moon, meant that they were in a tiny but otherwise lucrative arrangement with both Alicia and their other nefarious clients. So far they had stayed out of the eyes of the Hutts, which meant there was only more profit for them, but Alicia figured that it was only inevitable until the Hutt's moved in on their business and started taking a cut. In the form of the Mandalorian Bounty Hunter Canderous Fett, Alicia figured that she had the perfect response for when those lazy slug parasites tried to interfere with her business.
Alicia had prepared the stage in which she was set to meet with her contacts and Nayli was the place in which they were set to meet. At Hanna City she had arranged for Fraller to meet with Funami once she arrived, with instructions to transport her to Nayli once she safely passed through customs. As for Percy, Alicia had Snagg waiting for him at Emita with similar instructions, and with Canderous she was set to meet with him in person once his ship arrived at the Nayli spaceport. She could have arranged for it so that all three of them could docked at Nayli. It would have likely made things easier for them, but Alicia wanted to cover her tracks. By setting things up so that each of them arrived at separate spaceports, at separate times, they could formalize a cover story for why they were in the Chandrila system should someone come asking. With her other contacts set up in all three spaceports too it would make it difficult for someone to connect the dots. They would have to be very, very good to figure things out. Or they would have to be some type of God. In the form of the latter Alicia dismissed such a thing as ludicrous.
With arrangements made for her off world contacts to arrive safely and discreetly on Chandrila all that Alicia had left to do was send the word to each of them. Before making her way to the Nayli spaceport to wait for her Mandalorian contact she constructed a message for each of them, which was sent through an encrypted transmission that would bounce through several satellites across the Bormea sector before reaching their intended destination. In the event that someone was to investigate and follow the transmission back to the original source they would be led to conclude that it had been sent somewhere in the Bormea sector, but as for which star system would be near impossible due to the encryption that Alicia had used prior to them being sent.
// To Percy Jendri,
It is time. Head to the Chandrila system. Your designated landing zone is the Emita spaceport. Use the following frequency I am providing to reach my contacts on the planet, who will discreetly smuggle you through customs. Make arrangements not to be followed. We must be perfect to avoid detection.
Frequency: #8956ABYUSS
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// To Funami Teriyaki,
It is time. Head to the Chandrila system. Your designated landing zone is the Hanna City spaceport. Use the following frequency I am providing to reach my contacts on the planet, who will discreetly smuggle you through customs. Make arrangements not to be followed. We must be perfect to avoid detection.
Frequency: #7956TREPHINATION
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// To Canderous Fett,
I have work for you, as I said I would. Now is the time. Details for your next bounties will be provided in person. You will be compensated for travel costs, with an upward fee of half of the bounty upon arrival, with the rest paid into your account once they are complete. Head to the Nayli spaceport. I will be waiting upon arrival. Please be discreet and make arrangements not to be followed.
A. //
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on May 13, 2019 13:29:03 GMT -5
Percy had been in training when he recieved his message. Getting away would not be as difficult for his training instructors were falling I'll suddenly. At the time it was not known that it was Funami's darkside Cupcakes causing said instructors to start falling out. Still the timing of the message was perfect as recruits were given a 2 to 3 week pass while Sith Authorities and medical personnel investigated the incident. Most trainees stayed at the training facility while those that had money were free to travel of world for 1 week. If they missed their report back date said trainees were to be listed as Deserters. Thank fully the Pass started on the following Monday and it had been a Friday when Percy recieved his message. The he would be able to use his weekend pass in conjunction with his 3 week pass. Percy then set about booking passage on a small freighter bound to Chandria with synthetic machinery parts as trade goods. Once Percy arrived on Chandria he sent an encrypted message using the same route as Alicia' but adding that the transmission hit the satelights in Mandalorian space before going to its destination The Dream Spawn soon landed at the Emita Space Port and Percy then waited for the said contact to "This is Jendri I have arrive on system and waiting for pick up. I am on the pad with the Dream Spawn." Frequency: #8956ABYUSS Alicia DreyFunami Teriyaki
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 13, 2019 15:15:17 GMT -5
The Echoing Giggle, Funami Teriyaki’s personal vessel, was hard to miss. The sleek, rocket shaped H-type Nubian yacht coated in shiny chromium plating practically announced her arrival wherever its owner went. Built specifically for the nobility of Naboo, it boasted both exceptional speed and defensive capabilities worthy a queen. Papa dearest had bought it for the pink-haired Sithling as a present, aware of the girl’s vanity and desire to impress others through wealth. This very ship was responsible for Funami’s arrival to the planet of Castell where she would spend the next few days for the sake of securing important business deals concerning papa’s company, Teriyaki Industries. While Miss Teriyaki’s crew received orders to stay aboard the Echoing Giggle and await her return no matter how long it took, Funami would move into one of the more luxurious hotels on the planet.
That was the official reason behind her visit of Castell, anyway.
The Sith were masters of trickery and deceit – and so the passenger travelling to Chandrila via a completely ordinary transport freighter wasn’t a tiny, pink-haired Sithling clad in bright clothes and whistling infantile tunes. No; among the many sentients anxiously awaiting arrival sat a small framed, albeit feminine blonde carrying a fake ID card. Draped around her body was the midnight black, clingy fabric of an elegant dress that underlined her maturity. Armed with a small purse barely large enough to swallow a hold-out blaster, the small-framed businesswoman scanned her surroundings with her attentive, chestnut-brown eyes. Everyone was a potential spy, an agent sent to keep an eye on her. Although she had effectively erased Funami Teriyaki off the face of the galaxy, paranoia continued to nag at the back of her mind. Bringing her drinking glass up, she pouted her blood red lips at the reflection of the unknown woman within. The sight produced a smile.
For the duration of the journey, she pondered about the mysterious message and what it meant, what was to come. Curiosity killed the cat, but this cat had the dark side at her command and thus could afford giving into curiosity.
High-heeled shoes clicked down the boarding ramp as Funami who appeared and acted nothing like Funami went with the stream of people leaving the transport. Marching with determined confidence, she strolled into the Hanna city spaceport. Bustling with activity, it made becoming one of many easy, but she had her contact to meet. First she briefly glanced over the countless heads walking all around - being small definitely helped with the illusion she could not see the desired being anywhere near. Assuming a dark frown and promptly opening her purse, Funami continued playing the role as she victoriously pulled her comlink out and signaled her contact via the designated frequency.
“Darling, I have arrived. Be a dear and meet me in docking bay 65-C, by the freighter.”
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Alicia Drey
Rule of Two
Apr 16, 2019 16:56:30 GMT -5
Posts: 77
Bio Link: Alicia Drey
Title: Darksider
Title: Sith
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Post by Alicia Drey on May 15, 2019 13:47:49 GMT -5
Percy Jendri, Adamas Taher was on shift as per usual. A cigarette hung from his lower lip, with a stale of purple cloud hanging around the room that he was sat in, filled with an aroma of cheap tobacco, drink and the occasional bleep from the nearby comm systems. He checked the chrono that hung from his wrist. It was mid-day, the busiest time of the day for the Hanna City spaceport. Hundreds of ships would be coming and going from the central hub of Chandrila for the next ten hours. At night the traffic slowed down a bit. It was why Adam preferred the night shift over the day time. Less people watching what he got up too during his shifts to stem away the mundane chore of watching ships as they came and went. Boredom was a symptom of the job. At the very least he had his datapad to play with, alongside his cigs and drink. It wasn't so bad if he summarized his life objectively. But when the latest game couldn't quiet his busy mind any longer, and the effects of nicotine and alcohol subsided, there was always that feeling of a dark cloud hanging overhead. In those moments the world seemed so numb. As a consequence he was always desperate to get some kind of fix to stem it all. Sometimes at the bottom of the barrel he could find a moment of bliss. He was dangerously coming close to this feeling today.
But he knew that Chandrila Group had a client that was arriving today. A client that they didn't want customs to know about, and it wouldn't bode well for Adam's future if he somehow karked it all up for them. They were dangerous people. The type that you didn't cross under any circumstances. In return for his services the Group paid him well. Really well. Enough for him to move out of the lot on the outskirts of the city and into the center, where best and latest tech could be found, as well as the best dealers in the city, if that was your persuasion. Adam knew that the Group were at least partially responsible for the rise of drug dealers that were now commonplace in the old debate squares, which had now been customarily transformed away from traditions of old in favor of vendors that had tech that you couldn't find anywhere else in the Core. But Adam didn't care for all that. So long as he got paid, and could continue his quiet, mundane existence without prying eyes getting in the way then it was good to him. In the end life was meaningless, so all that there was left to do was to take every day as they came, and find some enjoyment out of it before crashing on his bunk.
An incoming transmission disturbed Adam from his slumber. Reluctantly he stretched out of his seat and leaned forward. When he saw the source he felt a jolt that made up sit up right. "This is Jendri I have arrive on system and waiting for pick up. I am on the pad with the Dream Spawn."
Jendri, eh? Adamas thought to himself. Raising the microphone to his mouth Adam muttered: "Stay where you are. Don't talk to anyone. I'll be with you in five minutes."
Taking a sip out of his can of beer, Adam set it back down on the table, stood up and pulled on his officers coat. Exiting his station, he turned and made sure to lock the door before making his way to the designated landing pad where the Dream Spawn had landed.Funami Teriyaki, Elias Tovia checked his chrono. Mid-day, busy, lots of cover. Perfect conditions to get whoever Chandrila Group had asked him to smuggle through customs. All that was left to do was to wait, and continue the work until the call came. Every five minutes he paused to stop and check the frequency Mori had provided the day before. He was a scary man that Fraller Mori. During his service in the Chandrilese corps Elias had met some intimidating men. It came with the territory, with so much testosterone and a point to prove flowing through each of the men that had signed up to fight in the Devastator Wars. But Mori was a different type of intimidating. He wasn't the type of man that would offer you out to a fight if you crossed him. Elias quickly picked up that Mori was more than likely to stab you in the back, and had no qualms in doing it either. He was a lowlife scumbag, and wasn't the type to be crossed. So when he came with his offer Elias had little choice but to go along with it. At least they paid well. But it was at times like this when he wondered if it would have been better to stand his ground. He had no idea what the Group was doing, and he had no idea who was coming to Emita today. Perhaps it was best if he remained ignorant to their schemes.
There it is, Elias thought to himself when the call came. He soon found himself frowning when he heard the voice coming through the intercom. “Darling, I have arrived. Be a dear and meet me in docking bay 65-C, by the freighter.”
Darling? Elias licked his lips nervously. They sound like a child. What the kark? Shaking his head the near 7ft Chandrilese reluctantly stood up to head up to 65-C where the Group's client was waiting, quietly wondering what they wanted with a child and why they were going to such lengths to avoid detection.
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 15, 2019 19:30:41 GMT -5
Darting from one person to another, Funami’s eyes searched for a specific oddity – someone glancing about and going in the opposite direction than everyone else, a tell-tale sign of looking for her. Lots of voices tried to overpower one another in idle chatter; pointless conversations of zero relevance to Funami, any bits and pieces her ears had accidentally caught were immediately forgotten. It wasn’t long before she spotted the contact and waved a hand to ensure his attention. He was hard to miss, even in the crowd moving toward the customs. His tall musculature frame towered high above most, but especially when compared to the small blonde; this difference in size became even more pronounced as he approached. The little trick with high heels did nothing to even it out – she was outright tiny again, making her wonder whether assuming the role of his daughter wouldn’t suit her cover better. A flick of brown eyes revealed nobody paid the strange duo any mind, too busy with their own lives to care. Refocusing her gaze upon the man, she allowed a subtle smile to form.
“It is quite crowded today, isn’t it?” She said barely loud enough to be heard over the noise and took a step forward as her smile grew wider.
Both knew they weren’t there to make small talk. Lifting her chin and expectantly raising her eyebrows, she spoke again, voice commanding and uncompromising.
“Let us depart. I have an appointment to keep and there is much to be done.”
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on May 16, 2019 18:10:53 GMT -5
Percy recieved his message and went back aboard the ship changing out of his uniform and something more native more middle class workers on the system. He also dawned a shoulder length dirty blond wig then departed the ship with his luggage. Finding a bench he sat down and waited for the contact to arrive while keeping a close eye on his surroundings.
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Alicia Drey
Rule of Two
Apr 16, 2019 16:56:30 GMT -5
Posts: 77
Bio Link: Alicia Drey
Title: Darksider
Title: Sith
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Post by Alicia Drey on May 31, 2019 9:50:30 GMT -5
Percy Jendri, Funami Teriyaki, Under the guidance of Alicia's contacts, Percy and Funami were led to the capacious compound in which their host had set up. Located in the outskirts of Nayli, the compound was in fact just a farm. It held copious amounts of grain and livestock that were being prepared for transport in the morning. In this part of the Chandrilese town there seemed to be little to no technology, save for the instruments and tools that Chandrila Group's workers were using as they went about their work. In the center of the farm existed a barn, which was completely made out of wood, with a roof made out of barn and hay. It had the authenticity and look of being old, which was mostly due to rain which made the red paint that hung from it's walls peel off. A large black chain hung from the barn doors, which appeared to be the only way in and out. Painted onto the doors themselves was a symbol that seemed out of place, given the setting. It was almost ominous.
In anticipation of her newly established contacts in the Empire, Alicia had arranged a table to be situated in the center of the barn, with three chairs found around it. Fuerza was found standing behind the seat that Alicia had allocated for herself, with the other two left for both Percy and Funami to select and choose from. Having arrived at the farm without Canderous (who hadn't shown up) Alicia was waiting for them inside the barn, waiting for her henchmen to bring them to her. One leg propped over the other, Alicia leaned back in her seat with a cigarette in hand and an ashtray laid out before her on the table as she waited for them to arrive.
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Jun 3, 2019 9:34:26 GMT -5
At first she thought they had taken a wrong turn somewhere along the way and felt a spark of anger flare up within her black heart. Was the man leading her into a trap? The surrounding agricultural fields and herds of cattle were vastly different from what she had imagined for scenery. Then again, this was a secret meeting after all. Where official delegations enjoyed being pampered in luxury and opulence, the small blonde had to settle for a simple compound. Had she known, she would have dressed more appropriately and spared the high heeled shoes the trip along the shabby roads and paths so harsh to the expensive footwear. Alas, despite not marching down posh corridors, Funami had managed to maintain the posture of a businesswoman and let the surroundings steal not one bit of her grace or elegance. Further supporting the facade was the stone cold expression carved into her features. Following after the assigned contact, she let her eyes feast upon the primitive building, its appearance subtly hinting it would not survive a whiff of her telekinetic prowess. Although rich with colors, it appeared hopelessly outdated, especially to a city girl like Funami. She had to admit though; it was exceptionally inconspicuous, especially on a world full of farms and homesteads.
Reaching the barn, the pair did not pause for long in their step. One gaze long enough to study the strange symbol painted onto the door and she was ushered in, welcomed by the musty air and a duo of strangers. The cyborg appeared serving as the woman’s bodyguard of sorts judging by his position behind her seat, but she could not say much about them without making an awful lot of assumptions. Given the hush hush nature of the meaning, she wouldn't be one bit surprised if their appearance was all a sham, just like hers. Blinking and drawing a deep breath, the fake blonde redirected her eyes to the empty seats and sauntered toward one of the chairs. Without making a single slip to give away her usual role was that of a carefree child, she sat down and put her purse in her lap in one smooth, seamless motion. Her brown eye lens scanned the room with the expression of utmost disinterest even though the opposite were true; Funami peeped about for any obvious shapes to give away a camera or another recording device. She also did the math. Three seats, two taken. One more person to arrive. Opting to await their arrival before the round of introductions and explanations would get started, the young woman assumed a slight frown, propped an elbow against the table and rested her chin in her right palm.
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Percy Jendri
The Sith Empire
Apr 13, 2019 2:39:54 GMT -5
Posts: 63
Title: Soldier
Title: Force Rookie
Title: Imperial
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Post by Percy Jendri on Jun 10, 2019 12:43:06 GMT -5
Percy followed the man to the meet up point as instructed. For the duration of the trip with the man Percy was not so conversational. So he remained quiet and observational. Upon arrival he turned off his com link and adjusted to his surroundings. They were in a scene that appeared very primitive and hardly any tenhnology. Good ole fashion labor seemed to be the key to success here. Staying out of the way he joined Alicia at the table. Sitting in his assigned seat he waited patiently as he allowed the Darkside to flow through his veins once more. Power was the word that came to mind, he wanted to rise to power, hold the galaxy in his hand, rule it even. But he still want more. He wanted power that the sith once had. Real power not the little saplings of power that most sith view to be power. He gave a dark grin for a moment as he had just set his goal officially.
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