Alderaan - Love and Intrigue

Delmi sat with her feet up on the table and a cold brew in one hand as she fiddled with her communicator in the other. She'd sent a copy of the intel to the SIS... but now she'd need to send it to her 'friend' in the Thul.

After perusing a bit of the information herself she opened up the safe comm line that Xero provided and waited for an answer.

"I never doubted you for a moment," they responded on secure holo.

She smiled, "I believe your exact words were... 'I have no other option and I considered even thraxxian goats...'

She turned her hands upwards and smirked.

"Delmi Koor: can be trusted better than a goat."

She took a drink from the bottle in her hand and leaned down towards her datapad and pressed a few buttons to send the intel.

"Looks like some pretty serious stuff, huh?"

“I’ll need to review it, but I expect it will be illuminating and give me options for how to approach this injustice against House Thul,” they responded.

“You are proving to be a useful member of the family. Now if only your motivations were not so ambiguous.”

"Is it really that ambiguous?" She asked.

"I'm a Major for Havoc Squad... I fight for the Republic. If y'all are planning on joining the Empire and having Sith parties all over the place... Well then yeah... Maybe we won't get along too well."

She takes another drink from her beverage, "The way I see it... Everybody hates y'all. You're the convenient baddie that people want to kick around because your duchess is married to a Sith. Your optics are terrible... 'Blackguard', 'Lady Massacre', Sith-husband and kids, Creepy Castles... Nobody is lining up to be your friend if you can't seriously help them. Seems like a tough place to be in for people who obviously wanted to come back to Alderaan enough to... deal with all that blowback."

She shrugged, "It also makes y'all an easy target for anyone trying to destabilize the system. You guys project fear... and somebody uses that fear to get people crazy enough to fight. Maybe it's you guys who are pulling the strings all along... but my gut says otherwise. I could be wrong; often am. But I'm just tryin' to keep things together. For Alderaan and the Republic... I may look like this... but I'm not a fan of fighting... even if it's what I'm good at."

"Our optics are bad, I will have to address that with PR," they responded.

"Luckily... I don't care about the optics. Let people think whatever the hell they want to. If I know we're on the same team... then who gives a shit?" She shrugged.

"I'm no great spy... some terrific liar. I'm just trying to stop the crazy people from doing crazy shit to innocent people."

"You have gotten this far, and barely even dead. Keeping the Republic from imploding is hard work it seems," they said.

"So, do you want the bad news or the worst news... or have you already had your other other people examine this?"

"Let's get all the news. You're all I got for now Xero." She said.

"You must hate that," they responded.

"This has tell-tale markings of House Rist, it's fabricated data but it looks real enough. But at this pint it may be hard to convince Panteer that this data is false, and the extensive nature of the data and the quality says they have been planning this for some time. This isn't something cooked up yesterday."

"I actually enjoy you Xero... Despite the whole lack of trust thing." She said first.

"So House Rist wants you all in trouble because... They're buddies with the Ulgo?" She asked as she looked up at the ceiling to think.

"What if it's none of you all? Somebody else... pulling at the bandages... opening up old wounds?" She suggested.

"Or someone 'in' the House... but not the House itself? But with that... there are lots of people in House Rist... finding the 'right' one who's egging everyone on seems like a hard thing to do..."

"It would be, but I only knew a few with the slicing skills capable of this kind of beautiful forgery. I need more time before I can be sure. You think an outside party is manipulating events here on Alderaan?" they responded.

"Is this part of your field trip to Delaya?"

"Ran into an old friend of yours... She tried to blow me up at the Roost. Caught up with her later though. Runnin' with a different crew now it seems. We talked about him briefly... 'The Cunning Man'. Seems they got a beef with uhh... Force users. Like to go around mixing shit up with the aim of getting rid of the Jedi and Sith." She replied.

"Alderaan seems like quite the hotpot at the moment... And to have them all here... suggests maybe they want to turn up the heat and see what happens."

"You live a charmed life, Lady Koor. So you think this Cunning Man is behind some of this madness?" they responded.

"I would assume so... But hey... You know what they say about assuming." She said with a jovial shrug.

"Probably. But we make assumptions all the time. Oh, want some delicious pastries?" they asked.

"Did 'the droid' make them?" She asked.

Delmi Koor wrote: ↑

Mon Jul 26, 2021 3:47 pm

"Did 'the droid' make them?" She asked.

"Came from House Ulgo, actually," he responded.

"You were too concerned to eat them yourself?" She said with a smirk.

Delmi Koor wrote: ↑

Mon Jul 26, 2021 3:52 pm

"You were too concerned to eat them yourself?" She said with a smirk.

"It was a gift, and when someone brings my child a gift I take it seriously. And I take my sweets, seriously," they responded.