Nar Shaddaa

Hala turned into the Intelligence nest buried within the compound and made her way to a briefing room. Her previous visits here had been.... less than productive. Hopefully this one would be more so.

Watcher 5 was here, where else would he be.

"Watcher," she said in her emotionless, detached tone of voice, "Do we have a report about casualties from yesterday's attack and patient records? I also have a copy for you of intelligence on a planned attack on Dango the Hutt in two days' time when she goes in for a medical appointment. Have you made any further progress on dealing with Wren Yulis, or identifying other SIS agents... and where is your Cipher? He was supposed to be here to meet me...."

“Dealing with the SIS is not a priority for me but we have identified leads you can follow.”

“Casualty reports are not as precise as I would like the Hutts have not been forthcoming and their security networks have been hardened, we can thank Remmington for that. We will assign assets to make sure Dango survives any attack.”

“What is your plan for the SIS?” he asks as he stares at monitors. He ignores the question about the Cipher.

"Do we have anything on the Jedi padawan named 'Zuraa'? She is a Faleen, if I am correct," she inquired before moving to sit down across from the other Watcher.

"My plan for the SIS revolves around what information we have. If we know agents' names, we can track them and feed them false information. If we know concentrations, we can level them. If there is one who seems particularly exposed then we turn them into a human intelligence asset or we retire them. You know the plots and ploys as well as I. What matters is knowing the situation, and that is something I do not have enough information on to act decisively yet."

She sighed softly, popping her neck and massaging her elbow before adding, "If degrading the SIS operation is not a priority to you, then what are your priorities?"

"Keeping the Sith from destroying our operations on Nar Shadda," he replies as if it was obvious.

“The SIS have been active but careful, we don’t have the data on them I would like and Wren Yuris is evasive. Well trained like a Cipher though hardly the caliber of a Cipher agent; still capable all the same. If you are looking to disrupt their operations then direct your attentions to the Network District, we believe there is an SIS operation underway there. Speak with Fixer 32,” he replies.

“You have not been idle you surely do not need me to direct you.”

"I do not need direction, but I require intelligence," she replied as if it were equally obvious, "I have acted on my own initiative and with regards to what has presented itself to take advantage of, but with my Cipher in deep cover I have no more eyes than I was born with."

"Then get cybernetic eyes if your vision is poor," he responds. "At your age degradation of sight is the norm."

"If I can be spared for the few days required to replace my eyes and my arm, then I would be happy to report to the medbay for mechanical rehabilitation," she agreed with a shrug.

"Your work on the Mandalorian issue was more than satisfactory, they should be viable agents in the future," he adds before turning to the monitors.

Cipher-3 enters and says, "Colonel, have you been waiting long?"

"This is good to hear. And last I heard, dear Celna was still enjoying our hospitality," she said, turning her attention to the new entrant.

"Yes, Cipher. I would appreciate hearing a detail of your current operations and efforts. Watcher-5 has informed me that there is also an SIS operation underway in the Network District. If you have knowledge about this, I need that as well."

“I have been working the Mandalorians for awhile and now being roped into this Magpie business via Sith Serasai and trying to keep things from getting out of hand. Why the sudden interest in my projects?” he says cracking a smile.

“Looking for more work?”

"Always."

“Eager, fine, meet me tomorrow at Club Vertica. I have something you can assist me with, your skills will be useful,” he says to the Colonel.

OOC: Day 8 Evening or Night.

"Pleasure to be working with you Cipher," she said with a nod.

On her way out, she stopped the Fixer to grab the information about SIS activity in the Network District before making her way to her rack for the night.