Dear Deera (D7 MM)

[Jyrvess Ertil]

"What sort of disguise do you have in mind?" Jyrvess rubs her chin, "Imperial or Spaceport tech?"

[Deera]

"Depends upon your preference. There are advantages, and risks, to each. Perhaps, however, the Imperial disguise will suit you best. Given your former association? Best to know how to behave as who you are pretending to be," she suggested.

"I would understand that if you preferred never to put on the uniform again."

[Jyrvess Ertil]

"No." Her grin grows more sinister, "That uniform makes my skin crawl and brings back memories of...terrible things I did while in it. But it would be fitting to do something good in it for a change."

"And maybe if we are lucky the Imperials will turn their eyes inward if they suspect traitors in their ranks."

[Deera]

"You have a sharp mind, and impressive spirit Jyvress," she said, smiling. "We, the people of Kamda, are lucky to have you. Thank you."

[Jyrvess Ertil]

"The first is true," Jyrvess said, "The second...I hope it so but...we shall see I guess."

[Deera]

"I believe it is true," she said, sure and true. Warm.

[Jyrvess Ertil]

"Thank you..." Jyrvess's smile turned melancholic, "But....no, nevermind. Let's just say I will need more proof." Much more.

"And helping your people will go along way toward that."

[Deera]

"There is much you can do here to help," she assured. "Your skills will be put to good use, I assure you."

[Jyrvess Ertil]

"Well then...all that's left to do is wait and plan then." Jyrvess nods, "I will be ready whenever you need."

[Honor]

"Thank you, Jyvress," she smiled.

/scene?

[Jyrvess Ertil]

Jyrvess stood up and returned the smile, "I will do my best to ensure your trust was not misplaced."

/scene