Sanis Prent
Mar 12th, 2001, 05:40:34 PM
(It was seven o'clock. In one hour, Sanis would be walking into Pierce Tondry's penthouse-level residence. The reason of which...he did not know. In the back of his mind, Sanis knew that whatever the reason, it was more than likely not an amicable one. That meant he had to stay on his toes...and plan out every contingency.
Sanis readied and double-checked every weapon he had on him. He was strapped from head to toe. More than likely, security would politely ask for him to remove his firearms, but Sanis would chance it.
Glancing back, Sanis spotted Sasseeri's two lieutenants, Jole Zakath, and Onslaught. They were both wearing plumber outfits, and had oversized tool cases with them. Sanis had to smirk. Maybe not the most inventive idea ever made, but it just might work. Sasseeri had probably used her clout to make a few other options open for Sanis. He'd just have to be on the lookout for anything coming his way. Although, Sanis could really use a gunship unloading hundreds of blaster shots into the penthouse right now. He'd prefer not to deal with Tondry at all, it was just....morbid curiosity. The man had swiped his pride and joy...so why? Sanis had a pretty good idea, but he wanted to be sure. Not to mention, his showing up would divert enough of Tondry's attention for Daleethria to get her job done.
To cut down on the chances of eavesdropping, Sasseeri had taken care of all the arrangements at her office...leaving nothing to chance. Sanis, Jole, and Onslaught all knew what to do if things got dicey.
As the three men entered a small fast food establishment to get a bite to eat before their work, Sanis couldn't help but be a little paranoid about the whole affair. What if Sasseeri had cut a deal with Tondry. It would definitely be the death-blow of all time, because both of them would get what they wanted. Tondry would have...whatever he was after, and Sasseeri would have what she was after, which was painfully obvious. Grimacing, Sanis decided to forget about it. If that was the case, he didn't have a snowball's chance in Hell, no matter what he did.
The three men ordered a few bantha burgers, and went to quickly have a bite to eat before everything began. At that time, Sanis activated his comm unit, calling up an associate of his, named Dean "Matches" Malone. A few seconds passed as a connection was attempted, and finally granted.)
Matches, this is P. I've got some business at 243rd and 125th, sector 2463. Be there in five, and look for my lovely associate.
P. out.
(Sanis closed the comm, and continued eating.)
EDIT: Waiting on Onslaught and Zakath.
Sanis readied and double-checked every weapon he had on him. He was strapped from head to toe. More than likely, security would politely ask for him to remove his firearms, but Sanis would chance it.
Glancing back, Sanis spotted Sasseeri's two lieutenants, Jole Zakath, and Onslaught. They were both wearing plumber outfits, and had oversized tool cases with them. Sanis had to smirk. Maybe not the most inventive idea ever made, but it just might work. Sasseeri had probably used her clout to make a few other options open for Sanis. He'd just have to be on the lookout for anything coming his way. Although, Sanis could really use a gunship unloading hundreds of blaster shots into the penthouse right now. He'd prefer not to deal with Tondry at all, it was just....morbid curiosity. The man had swiped his pride and joy...so why? Sanis had a pretty good idea, but he wanted to be sure. Not to mention, his showing up would divert enough of Tondry's attention for Daleethria to get her job done.
To cut down on the chances of eavesdropping, Sasseeri had taken care of all the arrangements at her office...leaving nothing to chance. Sanis, Jole, and Onslaught all knew what to do if things got dicey.
As the three men entered a small fast food establishment to get a bite to eat before their work, Sanis couldn't help but be a little paranoid about the whole affair. What if Sasseeri had cut a deal with Tondry. It would definitely be the death-blow of all time, because both of them would get what they wanted. Tondry would have...whatever he was after, and Sasseeri would have what she was after, which was painfully obvious. Grimacing, Sanis decided to forget about it. If that was the case, he didn't have a snowball's chance in Hell, no matter what he did.
The three men ordered a few bantha burgers, and went to quickly have a bite to eat before everything began. At that time, Sanis activated his comm unit, calling up an associate of his, named Dean "Matches" Malone. A few seconds passed as a connection was attempted, and finally granted.)
Matches, this is P. I've got some business at 243rd and 125th, sector 2463. Be there in five, and look for my lovely associate.
P. out.
(Sanis closed the comm, and continued eating.)
EDIT: Waiting on Onslaught and Zakath.