Though Lilith found herself more busy each day, she knew she needed to work within the Eternal every now and then. This was one of those thens, and she was paired with someone quite new, which didn't bother her at all. After making sure her console would record the whole thing, she sliced into the head of House Parnelli's holoprojecter. The sudden switch from his show to the sight of two ominous figures caused him to raise an eyebrow. The smaller one was clad in a black outfit that was not Sith but not exactly something someone walking the street nonchalantly would wear, and a gray mask that covered her entire face.
While the head of the house raised an eyebrow at the sight, he didn't react strongly. The exact scenario was a first time for him, but he'd dealt with many people—assassins, extortionists and more—that looked eerily similar. "You want something, I assume," the house head said.
"We will deal with an issue for you," Lilith replied promptly. "One I'm certain plagues your mind at this very moment." She'd done some quick information gathering before making contact, and found out the the first-born of House Tapalo had recently caused some real trouble for the Parnelli house head. It wasn't hard to find out since the rumors were everywhere. It was trouble on a personal level involving paying women, but trouble none the less.
By the timing and careful wording, the house head realized these weren't amateurs, or didn't appear to be so anyway. Though as anyone in his position would be, he was skeptical. At least they weren't trying to get him to openly admit anything over a line that might be being recorded, right? He wanted to belive it was a good sign. "And what exactly would this cost me?"
"Your friendship," she answered. The house head smiled, though warily knowing that that may be another way to say a favor in return. Beside him was an almost empty bottle of Jet Juice, something notably high in alcohol content. He was ready to end this conflict once and for all, in anyway possible, but he still needed to protect himself so he answered with, "There will be limits." Lilith nodded in return, giving no words but enough of an answer for the house head to reply with, "It's a deal."
Lilith cut off the line after that. "I want to find out if the heir also has female friends, or house maids. Someone who can get close enough to do our dirty work," she said to her partner.
@Raydo
While the head of the house raised an eyebrow at the sight, he didn't react strongly. The exact scenario was a first time for him, but he'd dealt with many people—assassins, extortionists and more—that looked eerily similar. "You want something, I assume," the house head said.
"We will deal with an issue for you," Lilith replied promptly. "One I'm certain plagues your mind at this very moment." She'd done some quick information gathering before making contact, and found out the the first-born of House Tapalo had recently caused some real trouble for the Parnelli house head. It wasn't hard to find out since the rumors were everywhere. It was trouble on a personal level involving paying women, but trouble none the less.
By the timing and careful wording, the house head realized these weren't amateurs, or didn't appear to be so anyway. Though as anyone in his position would be, he was skeptical. At least they weren't trying to get him to openly admit anything over a line that might be being recorded, right? He wanted to belive it was a good sign. "And what exactly would this cost me?"
"Your friendship," she answered. The house head smiled, though warily knowing that that may be another way to say a favor in return. Beside him was an almost empty bottle of Jet Juice, something notably high in alcohol content. He was ready to end this conflict once and for all, in anyway possible, but he still needed to protect himself so he answered with, "There will be limits." Lilith nodded in return, giving no words but enough of an answer for the house head to reply with, "It's a deal."
Lilith cut off the line after that. "I want to find out if the heir also has female friends, or house maids. Someone who can get close enough to do our dirty work," she said to her partner.
@Raydo
