stepped into the Meltdown Café. Her Clawdite form was currently
shifted into that of a Human female and she was once again able to
dust off her old Mabari armorweave combat jumpsuit that had not seen
much use since she rejoined the Empire. One of her old contacts told
her that her former associate Alexis Lyra was on Nar Shaddaa. She
logically reasoned that the best place to find her would be in one
of the moon's many bars. Unfortunately for her there was a bar on
every corner and her search for Alexis had already taken several
hours. She rolled her eyes beneath the silver dome of her helmet and
the vast assortment of aliens and lowlifes that were arrayed in
front of her. She was just about to give up when she spotted the
familiar sight of her old friend sitting at a table towards the
back. She flashed a cocky smile over in her direction as she stode
towards her table.
Alexis Lyra was a
woman of action and had quite an addiction. Well, maybe not an
addiction, but a much fondness of a certain beverage. In her line of
work it was certainly needed to give her a certain satisfaction or a
way of celebrating a job well done. She usually kept to herself in
bars, maybe not so much if she had a little too much to drink. But
that was beside the point. She was taking a sip of whatever ale was
on the tap when she glanced upward from the booth she was in when
all of a sudden her jaw dropped. Of course this caused the
glass to spill all over her black bantha leather pants. She swore
some as she set the glass on the table then looked back up to
Kerrie...she thought she was dead, long gone. She blinked again and
shook her head in disbelief. She had to have been seeing things. She
blinked a few more times. Nope, and there Kerrie was, coming towards
slid into the booth across from Alexis. She smiled as she raised her
hands to her head and removed her blast helmet. She placed it on the
table in front of her and shook her brown hair loose. She sighed
contently as she became more comfortable and relaxed. "I figure'd
I'd find you in a place like this," she explained with a sly smile,
"I just didn't realize how long it would take me."
wiping what was left of her ale off of her. She took a deep breath
as she raised a slim dark brow. "I thought...you had gone straight
to your death." She said with a confused look on her face. She
then laughed slightly to the other's comment. "Well...you know me."
She glanced down to the half empty glass of ale in front of her.
"Well, I make myself hard to find for a reason...and you have found
me...so, why were you looking for me?" she said with a slight canter
of her head.
"I tried to kill
the piece of poodoo and he offered me a job," Kerrie explained to
her with a confused expression on her face. Even though she had
lived it, she still did not believe it. "I had my chance to kill
him, but I missed. Now it's my job to make sure nobody else gets to
take a shot at him," Kerrie informed her former colleague. "Anyway
... the reason I came to find you was that I have a job that is
right up your alley ... if you can stay sober," she said with slight
Alexis blinked a
few times as she sat back. "So you mean to tell me...you had a
chance to kill the man...and you didn't take that shot?" She shook
her head. "I'm sure something had to have happened for you to
join...his side. And well...what kind of work did you have for me?"
She said as she crossed her legs under the table.
"Oh I took the
shot," Kerrie said proudly before pausing and lowering her head, "I
just missed." Kerrie reflected on what had happened between her and
the Admiral before refocusing on Alexis, "He convinced me it was in
my best interest to work for him. I really was in no position to
disagree ... I didn't get thrown out an airlock." Kerrie laughed for
a moment, trying to cover her pain. "The work leaves a sour taste in
your mouth," she said, answering the question, "but the pay more
than makes up for it. It's in the Ringali Shell. There's an uprising
that needs dealing with and Imperial force isn't always the best way
Alexis brought her
hand up to her chin as she drummed her fingertips on her cheek. She
inhaled deeply and sighed. "Best way...politically...hmm. What
exactly would I be...doing? But, you know I'm all about what goes in
my pocket. And as long as I get to drink even a little bit." She
paused and dropped her hand back to her knee, leaning back some.
Kerrie looked over
her shoulder at the patrons that flocked through the bar. Eventually
she judged the threat of revealing the information would not be too
great and turned her head to look at Alexis again. "There are people
causing problems," she explained in a cold, blunt tone, "and these
people have to disappear before they inspire others to cause
Alexis nodded a few
times. She reached out to her glass and gripped it in her right
hand. "So what I usually do? Ahh. I'm good at that." She shot Kerrie
a playful wink as she brought the glass up towards her lips to take
a few sips of the half empty glass. She set it down again after a
few moments. "When is my...business needed? I'll have to make some
new arrangements...at least to get to Ringali Shell if I'm needed
sooner than later."
"The sooner the
better," Kerrie said in an eager tone, "The situation is getting
worse every day. Believe me ... I wouldn't have come all the way out
here if it weren't important."
"Alright. Did you want me to go back with you? Or just...?"
asked Kerrie as she raised a brow.
"We can leave as
soon as you're ready," Kerrie told her, as she looked over the
sordid clientele of the bar, "I don't want to spend another minute
longer here than I have to."
She took a deep
breath and nodded. "Alright well let's get out of this terrible
place then," she said as she finished off her ale and stood up.
She motioned for Kerrie to lead the way, "After you."
Kerrie slid from
out behind the table and groaned lightly, holding her side. The
recent developments had forced her out of the hospital early and the
long flight seated in the cockpit had caused her to stiffen up. She
shrugged it off and grabbed her helmet from the table and proceeded
out of the bar. Adjusting the helmet back on her head she made her
way with Alexis back towards the spaceport where the Lambda-class
T-4a shuttle Sonthi was docked.