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Ryshana had to hold back a quick smile as she felt Beryl's uneasiness with the Imperial Officer. As Nic walked over, Ryshana switched back into her playacting mode.

 

"Your drink, sir?" Ryshana asked as she moved the tray in front of hiim.

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Oliver sat near the bar. He tried to keep an eye on the hole situation, while he tried to look like one, who was at a party. He looked at some girls, but he wasen't that interested. The girls was niether interested in him. "Next time - i should take the yellow tie, not the pink one"

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"Thanks Ryshana." Nic replied taking the drink. He looked around to make sure no one was ears-droping. "The servent's quarters are downstairs in the basement, So is the Security control room. Me and Beryl will begin our cloak & dagger as soom as the party ends, I hope you two can ensure we won't run into any problems."

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Beryl didn’t like him, this Imperial Officer with the card key to the Moff’s office. It wasn’t his lack of interesting conversational topics, nor the fact that he had bad breath, or even the fact that he had already stepped on her toes six times in the three minutes that she’d been handed off by Nic to dance with him. It was the fact that he had ‘wandering hands.’

 

“…could be worse places to be stationed,” the Officer continued rambling, as his wandering hand took to wandering again. “Like Kashyyyk, for instance. Hot, humid, and nothing but trees. But then again, it’s pretty isolated. You probably haven’t ever heard of it.”

 

For what seemed like the tenth time, Beryl laid her hand over his and repositioned it to the small of her back, not the middle of her …

 

“Assuming a bit much, aren’t you?” she asked, glaring at him. “I’m very well educated.”

 

The Officer smiled. “I knew that,” he said. “Could tell the first moment I saw you.”

 

Beryl gave him a quick smile, then looked down.

 

“A bit reserved I reckon, too,” he observed, taking her downwards glance as an indication of shyness.

 

Actually, Beryl was trying to see if he had any inside pocket in his jacket. She had had time to lightly pat down his outer pockets while dancing, but so far she hadn’t found anything like a key card for a door.

 

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” she said, finally spotting what looked like the edge of a plastic card just sticking out of the right inside pocket. “I like a bit of excitement sometimes.” She glanced over at Nic. “The thrill of the unexpected dip, now and then.”

 

As if on cue, the Officer dipped her. And with his eyes firmly focused on hers, and his jacket hanging open, she snatched the card out of his pocket and palmed it in her left hand.

 

And as he raised her up, his ‘wandering hand’ wandered a bit too far again, and this time, instead of just moving his hand, she slapped him across the face with her right hand.

 

“How dare you take liberties with me like that!” she said angrily. “I’m willing to tolerate a certain amount of uncouth behaviour, but that is quite enough! No one ‘dips’ me but my husband!”

 

And with that said, she left the officer gobsmacked in the middle of the dance floor and headed towards Nic, Ryshana and Jana, with the card discreetly in hand.

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As Ryshana watched the dancing unfold between the Beryl and the officer, Ryshana knew she didn't like it. Finally, Beryl had spotted the security card. After the quick dip and the subsequent smack by Beryl, Ryshana quickly handed off the tray with Beryl's drink to Jana as she noticed the officer glaring at Ryshana. Then, he started walking over to them.

 

Ryshana quickly intercepted the man and held him off. "Excuse me sir, but you'll have to be leaving this particular area," Ryshana stated firmly.

 

"Oh shove off," he stated as he tried to move past Ryshana.

 

"Excuse me sir, but my lady has already expressed that she does not want to be around you. It's reason enough for me," she replied as she moved to block his path.

 

Stepping back, the man was obviously a bit angry. "You haven't seen the last of me," the man stated. Although he had tried to sound a bit ominous, it was difficult to believe him since it was readily apparent that he had been hitting the wine a bit hard.

 

Returning to the rest of the group, Ryshana retrieved the tray from Jana. "Your drink, madam?"

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Before beryl could grab the drink, Nic took it and placed it out of her reach. "You need to be sober for tonight, and you've already had enougth." Nic stated as he held out his hand and waved it in a 'give it to me way'. "But good job, you did it like a Pro."

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Beryl raised an eyebrow at Nic as he took her Membrosia, but didn't complain. "You know, darling, I think I'll stick to being a 'pro' pilot, if you don't mind," she said quietly, as she slipped the card into Nic's jacket pocket, having no pocket of her own in the evening dress she was wearing. "And leave the groping to the professional... whatevers."

 

She glared at the Officer, who, even though he was across the room, was still making threatening gestures on his way out. "What a skrag," she said, and she shivered with disgust. "It's men like that that make me wish I had worn an attack stohl tonight. His hands certainly wouldn't have been wandering so freely if I'd had one of those around my neck."

 

She looked at Nic. "So, dear, can we leave now, or do we have to check in again with our esteemed, but disgusting, host?"

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Nic led Beryl out of the Ballroom and took her to the Elevator, When they reached there floor he them headed strait for the room they had been given. Nic opened the door then shut it behind them, The room was grand with a singal King size bed and various peices of art scattered around the room.

 

Nic looked down and smiled at Beryl. "so... Left side or Right side."

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Beryl slowly raised an eyebrow at Nic’s question, but decided not to answer him right away. Instead, she walked further into the room, surveying things carefully as she went.

 

The paintings were very nice. So were the gold-plated taps on the refresher. And the hand-embroidered bedspread. In fact, the whole room was well thought out in every detail. Including, the surveillance camera she had just discovered.

 

Darling, I believe this might be an original,” Beryl said, keeping in character, as she moved closer to the dressing table while appearing to examine the picture that hung on the wall next to it. “Come take a look.” As he approached, she nonchalantly tapped a manicured fingernail near a small lamp on the table—where, if one looked closely, there was a tiny camera lens disguised as a crystal decoration on the base of the lamp. She hoped that Nic would notice it without her having to blatantly point it out. Although, she was at a loss as to how they were going to damage or destroy it without making it look like they had done it on purpose.

 

“You know, our host really has outdone himself with the décor,” she said to Nic. “The attention to detail is amazing. Don’t you agree?”

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"Yes the Detail is Exquisite." Nic said as he walked towards one of his Cases the Valet had brought up. Nic opened it so it's contents could not be seen by The camera. Inside the case was Various cloths and equipment but nic only took one Box and poketed it. He then walked back over to Beryl and the Bug, He Discreetly placed the Box behind the camera then smiled at Beryl.

 

"They, can't Hear or see us now." Nic siad looking strait down the camera. "Say what you like about cloud, but he does make some vary useful gadgets. Currently the security are watching us having a blazeing row."

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“Good. I hope I win.” Beryl let out a long sigh of relief and sat down hard on the right side of the bed. “But, even if I don’t… thank you, Cloud,” she said, with a grateful look upwards. “I don’t think I would have lasted another minute at that party. I mean, I could hardly tell the difference between that Moff and a Gamorrean, and add ‘Officer Roving Hands’ to the mix and…. You know, I really could have used that Membrosia you stole from me.” Her look suddenly turned very serious. “I don’t think I can keep this charade up for much longer. No offence, Nic, but I’d much rather spar with you than dance. Not that you’re a bad dancer,” she added, “but, well, this whole husband and wife thing… it just feels… weird. Especially with Jana and her new ‘look.’ Did you see it? For a second there, I thought we were just going to burst into flames and turn into a pile of ash right there on the dance floor. Never seen that particular ‘look’ before, and I don’t want to see it again. At least, not aimed at me.”

 

She took a deep breath. “So,” she said, in a much lighter tone, “how long do we have to wait before we break into the Moff’s office, get what we came for, and get out of here?”

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Nic took a deep breath and sat down next to Beryl. "Unfortunitly, Once we have planted the programme we still need to hang around incase what we need isn't on the Console." Nic Laughed and stood up "Anyway you're doing a good job and don't worry about Jan she just has an Alpha femail Thing and doesn't like being put in the backseat."

 

Nic continued to walk over to his case again and took out two sets of black clothes and threw one to Beryl. "Put 'em on over what you're wearing, We may need to change quick."

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Beryl took the black trousers and the shirt Nic had given her, then looked down at her dress. As she began to hike it up so that she could put the trousers on, she paused, suddenly feeling shy.

 

"Well? Turn around," she told him, gesturing with her hand.

 

In a few moments, she was dressed entirely in black, her dress tucked neatly underneath. Even though it felt a bit bulky, Beryl felt better being more covered up. "Alright. You can turn around now. I'm ready." She looked at the clock on the nightstand. "You think Jana and Ryshana have taken care of the security yet?"

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Jana glanced at the time. "C'mon, Shana... time to go." She led the way out of the servants' quarters toward the security control room. As they approached the door, Jana turned again to Ryshana. "Now, remember," she said. "We're only shooting if we have to."

 

She held up a gas grenade. "Alright..." she murmured, approaching the door and taking out two breathing devices. She handed one to Ryshana and placed the other in her own mouth. Then, she walked up to the door and was preparing to hack the entry code when the door opened. Startled, Jana stood, finding herself face to face with a guard.

 

"What are you..." he began. Jana interrupted his surprise and curiosity by punching him in the face. Hard. He flew backward into the room and Jana tossed her grenade inside, shutting the door behind it.

 

"Give it a few seconds and they'll all be unconscious," she said.

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Ryshana followed Jana down the hall to the security room. Ryshana smiled as she took the breather, but it quickly faded as Jana was about to start hacking the keypad as she felt somebody approaching. She started to pull Jana away from the console and the door, but it was too late.

 

After the takedown, Ryshana quickly put on her own breather as they waited for the minutes to go by.

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"Well if they haven't this is going to be one short trip."

After turning back Nic smiled at Beryl and took a pack out of the case, he strapped it to his back then walked over to the window and opened he quickly looked down the building, They were about 15 stories up. Nic proceeded to look to the left and then to the right, he saw a small fire escape and smiled. Looking up he noticed their was another five stories up.

 

"Let's go." Nic said as he moved out of the window and over to the fire escape.

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Beryl peered out the window, then looked down at her high heels, then gave a deadpan look at Nic. "Erm... did I miss a briefing? I don't remember anything about scrambling up fire escapes fifteen floors above the ground in high heels." She paused a moment. "Mmm...no. Definitely don't remember that."

 

She wasn't afraid of heights, but she was afraid of slipping and falling. And it was a long way down. Thinking for a moment, she took off her shoes, and fastened the ankle straps around the belt loop of the pants she was wearing. "Just... please, be careful not to shoot any glass," she said to him, and she followed him out the window and onto the fire escape in her bare feet. "I take it we're going up?"

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With Nic's help Beryl hoisted herself up onto the fire escape landing. "And I thought I was a risk taker," she murmured, looking down once more before shaking her head. "Now what?" she asked, beginning to shiver from the cold wind blowing, as they were so high up. "What's the plan to get inside?"

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"Now, in," Jana murmured around the breather. She keyed open the door and stepped in through the cloud of thick gas inside. Once inside, she moved over to a console and told Ryshana, "You concentrate on deactivating the security locks. I'll handle the cameras."

 

In about five minutes, Jana set the security cameras to play back the events of the day before. "Done," she said, leaning back in the chair and watching as the gas cloud began dissipating into the vents and out the open door.

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Nic began to walk toward the other side of the builsding and laced his pack on the floor, He opened it and took out a metal spike and a hammer. "We're going in through the window." He explained before hitting the spike into the rooftop. "There'll be guards outside the door in so even with the system down we still need to be quiet."

 

Nic took out a rope and tied one end to the Spike and held the other out towards Beryl. "Make sure it's on you tight, we don't want you to fall."

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