<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...8 4 7 3 5 9 1 7 0...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->





*..Vinda's party exited hyperspace , at the exact co-ordinates given by Ahnk....and sure enough...

...there was nothing there...

...nothing except space itself, that is...

Vinda sat in his chair , surrounded in a halo of smoke, exaggerated by the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Nostromo's<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> low lit bridge...

Omar Paced back and forth, his impatience and frustration clearly evident...until he could stand it no more....*

"..Sir, with all due respect ,why are we here!?..we should be aiding the fleet and the Capricians!..."

*Vinda lifted his hand , a gesture to calm him down...and answered simply and elegantly*

"...I don't know..."

*...Omar snorted out of frustration at Vinda's unhelpful reply...*

"..then what do we do now?..."

*..Tired of having to explain himself, Vinda's tone, grew serious, and as he spoke the smoke from his Cigarra seemed to both dance and accentuate the words that were spoken...*


"Now...we <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> wait<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->..."

You've done well, Seth Vinda.

(In front of the Vinda Corporation fleet, a Sith Infiltrator, looking to be modified from it's armament, pulled from hyperspace. Vinda had seen the ship before, and could recognize it as Ahnk's personal shuttle as it slowed to a halt in front of the VSD.)

You've done very well, considering how tight the times are with your war against the Yuuzhan Vong. Allow me to board.

*Vinda observed onscreen, and did indeed recognise Ahnk's vessel...though not the stranger contacting him from inside it, which , as you could imagine, perplexed him slightly...Vinda's head tilted to the side and nodded cautiously...as he recieved the message...*

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...quite..<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

*Gesturing for an Aide, Vinda eyes narrowed as he studied the ship onscreen...
Taking a quick drag on his Cigarra , Vinda spoke....*

"...let the ship board...."


*...With an ardent response, the Ensign turned on his heels and left the Bridge. Vinda took a moment to contemplate the situation...*

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ..unexpected....yet I sense she is sincere....<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

*...Stubbing out the little of what was left of his Cigarra, Vinda rose from his chair, and straightened his suit, and walked slowly to leave...leaving a somewhat confused looking Crew...*

"...Captain Omar....you have the bridge...inform me of any new developments......<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> any<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->..."

OOC: *cough* Holofeed?

"Impressive ship, Mr. Seth Vinda."
(She looked around at the walls of the VSD. Nothing she hadn't seen before but the old designs did have their charm. The man, too, was interesting in his own way... he looked to be her elder but that meant little.)
"You, and Ahnk, met before, correct?"

*...Vinda's eyes looked over the stranger in front of him, he was indeed very curious as to who this person was, he smiled as she spoke...*

"..thank you,and ...yes, Ahnk and I know each other, I am greatly curious as to the nature of this visit...and why he should have entrusted you, and not come himself..."

*..Vinda already suspected he knew the answer to this but decided he would like to hear , to be sure...he gestured for Ms Montague to walk with him...*

"...forgive my directness, but , who are you?..."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...the force is strong with this one...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"Ahnk doesn't know I'm here."
(She smiled at him, and it reeked of incenserity, and did nothing to disguise the radiated hate she gave off when his name was mentioned.)
"He's currently tied up with affairs of the New Republic's demise."
(She walked to him, and rubbed a hand across his chest.)
"Firm... toned... how long do you last in bed?"
(Before Seth could get an answer, she felt a sharp claw poke her back and Seth heard a screech representative of metal being scraped away.)
"Ah, Mr. Vinda, allow me to inroduce Par Khai."
(The beast that greeted him was a horrible site of wet, red scaled skin and grooved spines on arms and back. The long claws it possessed scraped against the floor of the Star Destroyer, and were in not in a crouch with it's reverse jointed legs, it could have swiped up and hit the cieling as well. It muttered something to him, which she responded to by slapping him across the enlongated face, hard enough to reduce most to tears. He merely shook his head and opened his jaws in a mock snarl.)
"He asked which one is a more active predator... he who does it kill, or she who does it to feed."
(She raised an eyebrow.)
"Anyway..."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...doesn't know?....New Republic's demise?...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


*...Vinda shifted slightly as the woman got uncomfortably close, and winced a little as he heard the beast behind her, what sounded like , scream...
Despite the distractions Vinda picked up on both her falseness, and even more puzzling to Vinda, her hatred as Ahnk was mentioned...Vinda gestured in greeting to the strange and disturbing looking creature in front of him..then addressed her statement...*


"...depends on which one has the strongest will to survive...I would suppose..."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...you seem to be somewhat of a Predator yourself...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


*..Vinda reached into his suit pocket and retrived a Cigarra pouch and offered one to the woman , and the "other", gentleman...*

[Let us get to buisness, M'Lady.]
(Par Khai said, taking the offered cigara and swallowing it in one gulp.)

(She absently waved away the cigarra.)

But aren't we both, Seth?

(She fixed him a smile as she walked to her Massassi beast's position.)
"You and Ahnk were friends... no?"

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> ...Friends...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


*..That word seemed to stick inside Vinda's mind, as he heard it, it was no secret that the two men seemed to like each other...despite one anothers agenda, They had both helped each other many times, and trusted each other....
....yet the word "friend " had not come to mind before.....
Vinda thoughtfully reflected on this for a moment before answering carefully....*

"...yes, that would be the best way to describe our arrangement....better still, call it Mutual respect..."

*...Vinda glanced up at the creature that had just consumed a very expensive brand of Cigarra, and put away his pouch...*