Shadowing programs were a fairly new addition to the ISB, and Imani was fairly sure it had something to do with the Sith Empire’s expansion. In order to continue their same level of efficiency in a larger area, they would need more people. It then made sense, of course, to try and pique the interests of those still enrolled in the academies. Today, that was Imani’s job. Two girls, Vahliri Kahtal and Maerae Verdans, if she remembered the names correctly, would be arriving at her office shortly to shadow her for the next few days. It was probably a welcome vacation from classes for Vahliri, if Dromund Kaas was anything like Korriban, at least. Imani was unsure of how things would go through. If she was interested in the bureau, things would go smoothly. For her own sake, the woman hoped she was because the last thing she wanted was to get stuck with a pouting, uninterested brat for the duration of this shadowing program. Maerae on the other hand should've signed up for this of her own accord, so hopefully she signed up for something she was interested in.
Vahliri, Vahliri, who's this Vahliri? The girl would be more than welcome to introduce herself once she arrived, but Imani had access to a whole database of information, and her school reports were within that range of access. She seemed to be a pretty good student. A near-perfect 4.0. Been in a fight or two. It was a given, considering her enrollment in a Sith academy. Even she’d gotten in a fight, though it had just been once and though she had started it, it'd just been a one time thing. The girl deserved the beat down, in Imani's opinion.
Maerae also did well in school, but had a clean record.
Knock, knock!
"Come in!" She was early too! Imani exited out of her database, then looked up as Vahliri and Maerae entered the room. The tiefling's office was small, but still large enough to have room to move around. There was a chair on the opposite side of her desk, and the room was sparsely decorated with a couple of photos. A family photo sat on her desk, and a couple photos of a farm and farmhouse hung on the walls, alongside her diploma from Korriban.
"Vahliri and Maerae, correct?" Imani's voice had the slightest sting of an accent, and it presented itself the most in the way she intonated her vowels.
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Vahliri, Vahliri, who's this Vahliri? The girl would be more than welcome to introduce herself once she arrived, but Imani had access to a whole database of information, and her school reports were within that range of access. She seemed to be a pretty good student. A near-perfect 4.0. Been in a fight or two. It was a given, considering her enrollment in a Sith academy. Even she’d gotten in a fight, though it had just been once and though she had started it, it'd just been a one time thing. The girl deserved the beat down, in Imani's opinion.
Maerae also did well in school, but had a clean record.
Knock, knock!
"Come in!" She was early too! Imani exited out of her database, then looked up as Vahliri and Maerae entered the room. The tiefling's office was small, but still large enough to have room to move around. There was a chair on the opposite side of her desk, and the room was sparsely decorated with a couple of photos. A family photo sat on her desk, and a couple photos of a farm and farmhouse hung on the walls, alongside her diploma from Korriban.
"Vahliri and Maerae, correct?" Imani's voice had the slightest sting of an accent, and it presented itself the most in the way she intonated her vowels.
tag: @Altaris
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