The Imperial Army officer stiffened slightly at this newcomer's words, but it was out of annoyance, not respect. "With all due respect, we have much more important things on our plate than the errands of a Moff half a sector away," said the officer. "I don't know if you noticed the Rebel fleet in orbit, the one keeping any supplies or reinforcements from reaching us down here, but we are at war." Remembering his military bearing and recovering, the officer continued, "I can only hope that your errand here from the good Moff can aid our war effort."
This was the third time that Talasana had been out in the planet's forest. The shock that plants could survive so close to an industrial epicenter had worn off, and for the first time in a while, was able to enjoy the scene, the air wafting through the trees softly -- however repugnant and polluted it might be -- and the sound of animals going about their business unperturbed. She was in truth, however, simply steeling herself for whatever she might see in this bound-to-be slaughterhouse; she was creating that happy place if what she saw became too much. It was silly really, that an agent such as herself who has seen more than her fair share of gore was reacting like some squeamish little girl, then again, it had been sickness that had taken her mother...
The twi'lek was fast approaching the outpost, and she could see the glint from the scope that adorned the top of one of the watchtowers. From what she knew, it was trained on her head. That knowledge wasn't the most reassuring reassuring thought in the world, that was for sure. She slowed herself down as the gate could be seen before coming to a complete stop in front of them. They rattled open, and she proceeded in slowly, eying all those around her. She felt paranoid, as if she had no one she could trust on that planet, and that was a fair assessment in her opinion, seeing as she had tortured rebels and was now planning on sabotaging the Imperial's much needed last response.
Talasana dismounted her vehicle, and was promptly greeted by an aide. The man asked her to follow him to Dr. Plano, which she did without a word to him. "So, not much for talk, are we?" the man said to her. Talasana simply looked at him, before looking straight ahead without a word. The aide chuckled awkwardly, before finally opening the door to Plano's observation room. The twi'lek took one step into the room and her eyes shot wide open. There was blood on that glass, and what looked to be shag carpeting on the other side, but in her mind, Talasana knew exactly what lie there. A corpse... She steeled her gaze once the occupants of the room took notice of her. She began to raise her hand to salute, but stopped herself when she vaguely remembered her last visit to this outpost. "Dr. Plano, it is good to see you again." The twi'lek then turned her attention to the woman whose name she did not know. "Ma'am." She held our her hand to shake.
Don't take me seriously or I may have to killyou! With Love, ~Volt