(Before)
Sloor's sense of hungry anticipation slowly fades as - the negotiator - and her guards - just - simply - walk - out... and disappear at the end of the corridor. Imagine that!
"Well that cinches it." He turns to face the reclining crime lord, thrusting what's left of the Tiharr up high
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(Now)
"Definitely feeling uncomfortable here. Twin sisters? But, I don't get why an Imp mole would then be given such a position out here a few weeks later either."
An answering nod of agreement from Sloor.
"Aw'keefe'll knaw mawre," he mentions somewhat distractedly, obviously still trying to unravel this most recent mess in his mind. She *has* been working for the spirk for a lot longer than they have... A knot is slowly forming in the pit of his stomach though: Too long, too long to get that info: they need to do something *now*!
"TB, could you fawllaw awer guests awt? Make sure they get awn their shuttle alright, that's your awfficial reasan. *And* grab me a pic awf her awn your hawlaw cam while you're at it."
The droid dips down and silently glides out, accelerating when it gets out of immediate sight from those in the room.
Frek! TB thinks it's serious enough to skip the wise-ass comments... And then there's the freshly-bought system tracker it's carrying in its cargo box. It might be worth it to-
"Hmmm, our buddy is not exactly in open rebellion, so she might have been a routine watchdog for the Imperial Security. Maybe we should get her alone and... question her."
A grim nod:
"It might have taw-"
"Lets get this over with and talk much more privately." Mir suggests.
"Gawd thawght," agrees Sloor with a quick, quiet look around. Still, he holds her back from rejoining Darga's presence just yet, hand on her upper arm and leaning down closer for privacy:
"Was she there at the - cantract negawtiatians, sra? Daw you remember?" How much does she know about us, is the question (he only remembers the caamasi, guards... and frekking servants! Was she one of them?). Still,
"We *are* a merc company, after all." If that's all she thinks they are...
Merc company with ties to a suspected Rebellion sympathizer is bad enough. Merc company hired to break out a known traitor and blow up an imperial outpost in the process? Well...
<Response Mir/Mack?>
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*Was* she present at the meeting, Possum?
TB will follow the imperial representatives, not really hiding but not standing out either (look inconspicuous with a Take 10 on Stealth: 18). Its video recorder is on at all times during this time, transmitting to Sloor's datapadad per their standard "recon mission" protocol.
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Mack doesn't have to worry about his facial expressions, content to let his voice carry into his companions' ear-bud commlinks as well.
Nice try but we don't have earbud-coms, Perrin. At least Sloor doesn't (never noted any such thing on my character sheet).[/sblock]
