ACB Contract Offices
Lower Levels, Arcona Citadel
Estle City, Selen
The Onderonian glanced through the reports on completed contracts. Things had been going well, but there was an odd lull in activity of late.
A knock on the doorframe interrupted the Prelate from his musings. “You summoned me, Master?”
“Ah, Revs. Right on time. Do come in,” Celevon replied, a small smirk playing about his lips.
The Protector carefully strolled into the room, his heightened senses scanning every nook and cranny within the Office. “You said something about a continuation of a test of my skills in the message?”
“Yes, I did. I want to see how you carry out a task set forth that I have specifically chosen for you,” the Obelisk explained to his Miraluka apprentice, handing over a voice-over datapad.
Mission: Assassination, A-Class
Target: Devrin Mai’ke, Outskirts of Estle City
Specifics: Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to eliminate this man in such a manner that does not leave evidence which implicates a Force User as the killer
Suspected Resistance: Minimal; your target is a thug with some decent connections that are likely from blackmail. A copy of an interrogation sessions following Mai’ke’s most recent arrest is available to help you identify the target.
“So, my target-”
“Deader,” the Onderonian corrected absently.
“What’s a deader?” Revs asked curiously.
“Any run-the-mill assassin or amateur killer has a target. It’s because their targets can get away from them. For a Shadesworn, we have Deaders. This is because they are already dead by the point that they have been chosen. The manner and execution are merely small details in the art that has yet to be accomplished,” Celevon explained, unconsciously repeating the words his Master had spoken to him under similar circumstances.
“Any advice on how to take out my Deader, then?”
“Leave your armory lightsaber to the practice area. Return to me when Mai’ke lies dead.”