Sign (D1, Late Morning, Haunted Halls)

[Lord Tenebrous]

As she had a moment to sit down with a late breakfast, Shaisha was going over messages on the Holonet. The usual news she skimmed past while live holo was playing in the background, and she was looking more for things out of the ordinary. With the so-called tibana-accident not long ago, and the Emperor's arrival, things were bound to start cooking up.

A selfie of a Duros made her think of Rumun Gol. And what sort of trouble he might be getting himself into. But there was something more about the picture... yes, this had more than just the usual call for attention.


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Late Morning: Holonet Social Media Post - Selfie of a Duros doing bantha face.

D1 LM Streetwise (Cunning) to decipher Duros-selfie: 4eA+3eD 3 successes, 3 advantage

[Dapper Dog]

The message decodes to a secret site that after she puts in a decoded code inundating her inbox with digital brochures for female and male enhancements guaranteed to make her the most virile or fertile creature in the galaxy.

[Lord Tenebrous]

She rolled her eyes. Partly over the result, and partly because she wondered if anyone fell for such marketing tricks at all.

Still, she sifted through it, trying to see if there was anything hiding in the brochures that might've been otherwise missed. The work she'd done with Section IX had made her used to time spent on leads that led nowhere.

[Dapper Dog]

A servant politely, with much fear, let her know they had a guest.

A most official guest.

[Lord Tenebrous]

Sighing, the work was closed down and she tussled her hair quickly to fluff it up a little.

"Very well, show them in." Shaisha said calmly and emptied the remains of her caf, rising from her seat to meet whatever guest she had this time.

[Dapper Dog]

Servant Nine entered and said immediately, “Hello, I’m Servant Nine, look at me.”

She stared at Lord Tenebrous.

[Lord Tenebrous]

Well it was hard not to look as it was a natural instinct to most people. Even more so to one who always looked at people to quicky assess their threat-level or if they carried weapons, concealed or not.

"Servant Nine..." Shaisha said cooly. It was too early in the day to see these tasteless old relics.

[Dapper Dog]

She stared for long moments and then said, “I am Servant Nine.”

“I bring word from he who is the Dark Side manifest. Are you ready to receive this message?”

[Lord Tenebrous]

"Indeed you are," she spoke with some dry humor as the Hand of the Emperor introduced herself. It was a rather pointless introduction at this point, seeing as this wasn't the first time.

She gave her a gesture to continue. "As ready as I can be."

[Dapper Dog]

“The Emperor, he who was old when the Empire was young will receive tomorrow evening. I do not believe he wishes for intimate relations all the same be prepared to be properly cleaned by the hands of the Emperor before entering his presence.”

She looked down at Shaisha’s feet for a long moment and then back to her face, “I am Servant Nine, is this message understood?”

[Lord Tenebrous]

Feeling a brief bout of nausea, Shaisha first nodded.

"... Understood."

[Dapper Dog]

“I am Servant Nine, look at me,” she said glaring at Shaisha.

After many seconds she finished, “I take my leave.”

She then departed.

[Lord Tenebrous]

Shaisha looked at her again, more directly this time rather than merely scanning the woman. Was there something else to see?

Her eyes narrowed in thought as the Servant departed.