Remi the Grey
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06.23.2012 , 09:51 PM |
Part 2. New Job
“Are you Grey, the bounty hunter?” Kira asked taking the lead.
That was not the confirmation phrase Kira, identify who sent you.
Remi thought. Kira had been her Padawan once, she never liked following instructions or perhaps she was just testing the strange bounty hunter. Remi raised a finger and two turrets popped up out of the floor.
“Ardun Kothe sent us.” Kira said quickly.
Ardun Kothe, of course.
I wonder how much he’s told you.
Ardun Kothe was the leader of a special branch of the SIS. He had failed his mission to end the war quickly, but he was still the best information gatherer the Republic had. A former Jedi himself, he offered her another way to make a difference. She accepted, in exchange he helped her disappear. Over the years, as she made her reputation as a bounty hunter crossing back and forth between Imperial and Republic territory, she also gathered information about the Empire’s strengths, weaknesses, troop positions and political state. Remi lowered her finger and the turrets dropped back into the floor.
Remi nodded at the chairs across the table, Doc and Kira sat down, Lord Scourge stood in the doorway keeping an eye on the public room outside. Kira passed her a credit chip and placed a holo-comm on the table. Remi jammed the credit chip into a portable reader, the credits transferred to her Hutt account. A minute later, the holo-comm projected the figure of Ardun Kothe.
“Grey, it’s been too long.” Ardun said. “Now if I know you well enough, I’d appreciate it if you disarm the bombs under the table. I don’t want this communicator to set them off by accident.”
“Not when I haven’t heard a job yet.” Remi replied. She was glad her helmet distorted her voice.
“These are good people.” He sighed sounding tired. Remi nodded, relenting, and flicked a switch under the table. “This is Jedi Knight Kira, her chief medic Doc, and Lord Scourge. Maybe you’ve heard of them?” Remi rolled her eyes at the unsubtle comment. This was Ardun’s way of saying he told them nothing about her. “We need someone who can get this group into enemy territory.” Remi waited in silence. “Dromund Kaas.”
Remi thought about the way she usually landed on Dromund Kaas. “You sure you don’t want me to just detonate the bombs? Less painful that way.”
“If anyone can do it, you can.”
“I don’t suppose you managed to get ID’s so I can just land at the space port and pass customs?” She said hopefully.
“Sorry, this will have to be a hot entry; we’ve got a fix on a good drop off and pick up point. I’ll send the usual fee to your account.”
Remi shook her head. “No way Ardun, it’ll be double.”
“Even for an old friend?” He asked, sounding genuinely surprised.
“It’s double for an old friend. Sith are usually triple, you know that.” She said jerking her head at Lord Scourge.
Ardun considered her words; he knew her history with the Sith Lord. “Give me a minute to get back to you.” Ardun’s holograph winked out. She leaned back in her seat. Lord Scourge stared at her.
“Remove your mask, mercenary; I want to see who you are.” Remi suppressed a shiver; she had forgotten the intensity of his gaze.
Does he suspect it’s me or is he just cautious?
“Sorry honey, not on the first date.” She replied waving at him lazily, he scowled and looked like he would say more but the projection reappeared.
“Fine, double.” Ardun confirmed. “I got the scramble codes for a freighter. Ghost’s man has them; he’ll be waiting for you in the usual place.”
“Wait, Ghost’s man?” Remi said incredulously.
“Kothe out.” He said and ended transmission.
Remi sat for a minute staring at the holo-comm. She looked up at her former friends who stared back with the eyes of strangers. She sighed, “Cripes, I hate bugs.”