Tasha Blackwell
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2019
- Messages
- 285
- Reaction score
- 45
It had been almost a year since she had left the Sith. She had walked away from Varyn, leaving him disappointed and reeling from her decision. She had picked up her comlink many times since then to contact him, but she never knew what to say. Tasha had focused all her energy on building up her company, and it was thriving now with all the staff she had hired.
With all the new technology they were developing, she finally had a legitimate reason to call Varyn. She had thought about meeting with one of the Sith Lords, but she didn’t have a great feeling about Victress. Not too many people had access to the Emperor, and she considered herself lucky in that regard. It took a while before she finally mustered up the courage to do it. She had presented it as official as possible, explaining that this was a business opportunity he wouldn’t want to say no to.
BIT had begun production of technology that could rapidly begin to chip away at the quality of armor. The hope was that this would empower his troops with the ability to fend off Mandalorians. Tasha knew this came with the risks of ticking off the warrior culture, but she planned to produce tech for them as well. It was difficult to walk the line of neutrality, but she had confidence she could do it.
Tasha arrived on Dromund Kaas, adorned in a business suit as she often wore nowadays. She wore a form-fitting jacket and skirt, along with tall heels that were very different from her dancing stilettos. Her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail instead of hanging wildly at her shoulders. She wore diamond earrings and a diamond bracelet, not afraid to flaunt her new wealth.
She had been asked to wait outside of a large office, several people peeking over to see who it was that managed to get a meeting with the Emperor. Tasha looked around, smiling - they had both managed to do quite well during the better half of the past year.