capturing the chimera for deeds of evil [JUDE]

[Kazimiera Lucyna Zawisza]

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i am as pretty as a night wing flower
that dances upon the lily pads in a winter shower
and we both share our lust for more power
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Her skills were required once again and that pleased Kazia quite nicely since she always did enjoy a good hacking job. They proved to be more interesting than just the legal programing jobs or the ones where she needed to make a security protocol for someone. 'Course, with those jobs, she rarely let anyone know she did them. After all, there were two sides to Kazia, the legal and the illegal and both had different names. Anyone who knew her legally knew her by Gretchen while anyone who conversed with her illegally always called her by her hacker alias, Chimera. Certainly it spawned from folk lores, but a three headed beast seemed far more interesting than anything else, and she played to that name wonderfully since she was always ahead of everyone else, almost like she had three brains thinking on the same task. Plus, she was a monstrous female that was quite vicious when it came to her hacks, and she always had a back up plan that always acts like venom if someone were to try and stop her. Yeah, she was a monster on the computer, so Chimera became her name and it stuck. 'Course, she also left her signature of those three animals, lion, goat, and snake, somewhere in her coding just so people knew it was her. Though, she never did that with her legal jobs, it just seemed far too foolish to do such a thing. But, for the jobs she actually had to go to the site, she rarely put the signature in the coding. Instead, she left behind a little statue of a true Chimera rather than the perverted version.

She had managed to fill her time with thoughts like that for the flight to Persephone. That planet was always a good place to go for jobs, but she rarely like staying there for very long. Certainly it was a beautiful blue world, but the danger that laid in wait on its surface was what Kazia was more concerned about. Either way, she never turned down a job if it popped up, even if it was on this sink hole of a planet. As the ship touched down in the docks, she escorted herself off and grabbed the only piece of luggage she required. It was a black messenger bag and she tossed it over her shoulder with a hefty heave. With the strap resting upon her bare right shoulder, the bag settled against her left hip, covering part of her see through white tank top. Below her top, she was wearing a black bra that showed through quite boldly and a pair of black jean shorts that were hidden within the long top. She was also wearing fishnet stockings upon her pale white legs while a pair of worn out boots wiggled around her feet. The boots had no strings and seemed to flail around with each step she took, but somehow they stayed on perfectly. Beyond that, she had a black wristband upon her right wrist, and everyone could see the tattoos upon her chest, stomach, back, and left arm as clear as day. Meanwhile, her gorgeous red locks bounced against her shoulders while her caramel eyes stared at the busy docks of Persephone. Her eyes had black mascara wrapped around them in order to truly bring her eyes out, but that was the only make up she was wearing. This left her freckles out in the open, but her pink lips could only smile at that thought.

Within the moment she stepped off the ship, she spotted a man that seemed to be looking for someone. He was a butch man and clearly was the man she was looking for, at least at first. After all, she told her current employer she had to take a ship to see him, so he probably sent a man ahead to find her. Chuckling softly, she approached him and poked his side, "Looking for the three headed beast?" she queried and he soon turned his attention to her and confirmed her suspicious, "Then we best not keep your boss waiting, huh?" she smiled then let the guard lead the way. She was quite happy that Jude had sent someone ahead since Kaz was never comfortable walking these streets on her own, so having this large man by her side helped put her soul at ease. It didn't take long before they reached the home of Jude and Kaz was brought into a room and told to wait. Setting her bag down, she plopped onto one of the chairs and let her eyes close for a moment. Here, she felt safe since she noticed the security Jude had. A few guards, which most would think was nothing, but Kaz noticed their training like they were wearing badges. Not to mention she believed they were all armed with small arms. So, if anyone dared to infiltrate this building, they would probably end up dead, though Kaz hoped that if that did happen, it didn't happen in the same room she was in. Either way, her thoughts were dragged away when she heard footsteps coming to the room and her eyes opened, hoping to see the man she was going to work for. Though, she wasn't going to let this man she was going to accept the job right away. 'Course, with her record, she feared he probably already knew she would accept.

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[Jude "Jun" McCallister]

I ' V E. B E E N. C O L L E C T I N G. Y O U R. W O R D S.

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Jude, or Jun as most people called him, had his hands full. Fox appointed him as the main man for the Persephone job. He had to get Ren to be the contact for the two captains who would be working for them. Then they needed someone to hack into the computers to get the schedule of the cargo as well as do a little magic with the cameras. They needed to go black for half an hour and those pesky Alliance buildings had them everywhere. What he needed was someone with skills who didn’t brag around town about their work. Someone like Chimera. She flies under the radar but leaves her only little signs in her codes. No one has been able to trace her yet, though Jude’s heard people talk about her. Well, them since no one knew she was a woman. Only people who hired her, which is how he got her name-from a fellow business associate. Well, someone Fox had overtaken in her reign post Badger years.

After checking himself over in the mirror, Jude had finished a day of practicing his defensive skills. Swords were his speciality. Once done, he knew he didn’t have long to wash up and dress. Seeing as it was on his turf at his home, there was no tie or shoes. He held certain Oriental customs very high. His guests he didn’t care about. As he dressed, even Jude wondered why he invited her here. Ah, yes, because no one dared to get into his home or systems. Fox’s empire spread over many of the border and rim planets. If anyone messed with them and the empire, they’d be taken care of. Even on the Core someone would tip them off about her. Buttoning the top sphere of his brilliant scarlet shirt, he was ready to meet the guest who had just arrived. When he first stepped into her line of sight, he was thrown off a bit. Being a man who liked class and clean cut clothing, her slightly transparent top and barely there skirt threw him off. Sure he owned some denim pants...somewhere....but paired them with a sports coat. Still, as long as her skills were good enough Jude didn’t care too much.

Sitting upon his favorite chair, he fiddled up unbutton his jacket. After which his hands clasped his knee that jutted sideways from his foot resting on his left leg. ”Hello Chimera. We finally meet.” He bowed his head as one of his assistants came around. ”Would you think some sort of refreshment before we begin?” Asking for some mint tea with a bit of a kick to it. His chef mixed up some mild spices in it to give the drink just a small kick. It kept Jude alert throughout the day. ”Now I must say I’m not familiar with all of your work. Tell me some of the more, colorful jobs you’ve had.” Oh, Jude knew of a couple jobs. Not many but a couple. He just wanted to hear it from the horse’s mouth so to speak.

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[Kazimiera Lucyna Zawisza]

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i am as pretty as a night wing flower
that dances upon the lily pads in a winter shower
and we both share our lust for more power
(______________________________________________)

After sitting in the room for a little while, Kaz was finally greeted by the man she was waiting for: Jun. He began the conversation with some small talk, and Kaz shook her head, "No thanks, I don't drink during business meetings," she informed him respectably. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, she just preferred to keep her wits about her in unfamiliar areas, especially on Persephone. Then that is when Jun began to speak of her works and then asked for more. Right there Kaz felt uncomfortable as she stared at Jun. The man claimed he knew some of her work, but he still required proof of how good she was? Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him before shaking her head and shifted in her seat, "I am sorry, but I do not speak about my work with anyone other than the people who hired me to do that job. So, if you are looking for a resume, you will just have to go around and find those people." Kaz was not trying to be disrespectful right now, but she didn't like talking about her other jobs with anyone other than the people who hired her to do them. It made her life easier and her employers lives easier too. Many people actually hired her for that very fact, so she figured she would let this man decide if it was a trait he liked or not. Though, some criminals like Jun liked it while others still wanted more proof that Kaz was actually good at what she did. Like not being caught was proof enough.

"Now, if you need more proof, I can happily walk out that door and return when you call for me again, but if you want me to get your job done and do it in a manner where it won't be advertised all over the cortex, I will happily sit and listen to your problem, but this is all up to you," she informed him. Now she was forced to play the waiting game as she watched Jun with careful eyes and also found herself staring at the room around her. She looked for any sort of security risk that she could point out to him, but she was not really an expert in that area. If she could get a look at his cortex security, she may be able to actually help him with that, but she wouldn't dare ask such a thing. Kaz was a woman of respect and honor, though she didn't really live by any other other than her code of not speaking about her jobs. Made life easier.

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[/color]:: Jun Bug!
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[Jude "Jun" McCallister]

I ' V E. B E E N. C O L L E C T I N G. Y O U R. W O R D S.

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Jude's lips pursed together as he listened to her. He heard she was a good one who knew her place when hired. Many young things out there couldn't wait to brag about their conquests. He tried not to let his satisfaction of knowing she was discreet show. Giving a nod to his security, it was his instruction that they needed to leave. Not that he didn't trust them but one always had to be careful about how many people knew about certain things. With jobs it got to the minimal amount of people to know. Even the contacts they got didn't know what was on the cards they handed over. Not that they could get in. Fox and Jude was very careful by installing a password and only giving it to the ones doing the job. They weren't stupid by any means and covered their tracks; Fox had learned well from her father. Uncrossing his legs he leaned forward with intent eyes.

"Well it's a small time job. I just need the train schedules for the Alliance for the next two weeks. Then hack into the cameras. I want an unchanging loop to start when I say. Afterwards I may call on you to get some information changed and forced into the cortex." Those guns needed to be untraceable. Almost as soon as they got the guns he needed the serial numbers wiped from the Alliance systems and then add them in to be sold off to who he pleased. The Alliance hardly kept hard paper copies unless it had to be completely confidential. It might be something anyone could do but he wanted the best. That reflected in his life very well. Fine suits and watches and a comfortable home. When the empire you work for spans across the verse then you could do what you pleased with it

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[Kazimiera Lucyna Zawisza]

(______________________________________________)
i am as pretty as a night wing flower
that dances upon the lily pads in a winter shower
and we both share our lust for more power
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It seemed that what she had to say was enough to make this man trust her. That pleased Kazia since she hated those pompous people who thought they needed to know everything about everyone, even if it wasn't any of their business. Though, those people also turned to threats when they weren't getting what they wanted. Unluckily for them, Kazia always had a back up plan if that ever happened. Here, her back up plan was mostly just to run with maybe a few well placed trips. And, if that were to fail, she did have a few tricks in her bag. However, she didn't need to worry about running away from any danger since she was quite safe. So, she began to listen to Jude as he spoke about the job and what he wanted done during it. By the sounds of it, Kaz was going to be involved with a heist for the long run. And, by the way he was speaking, this job involved something he didn't want the Alliance finding, which also meant they were stealing from the Alliance. "Ah, is that going to be all you need? I could also bring along a jammer for a just in case purpose if something goes wrong. That way, we can keep the targets unable to communicate with each other," she informed with a bright smile, "Though, I can do that for no extra charge, mostly because it is also to protect my own hide since I am going to be involved in this little heist. I suppose you already worked out the transportation and everything?" she queried, "And, if so, I would like to meet them, mostly just to know who I will be involved with. There won't be a need for names, just a meet and greet." Kaz enjoyed meeting knew people and would never miss the chance to meet new people, especially fellow criminals who didn't like the Alliance.

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[Jude "Jun" McCallister]

I ' V E. B E E N. C O L L E C T I N G. Y O U R. W O R D S.

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Jude pressed his palms together before putting the fingertips to his lower lip. "Yes. It seems rather simple but we wanted the best. Can't have anyone coming back around." Who knows? If this girl does well maybe she would have a regular client. They did work among many rocks. "We'd need several I believe. There is an outside area as well as an inner one." While one ship provided cover the others would do the actual looting. Fox was meticulous in figuring the whole beginning to end out. It was a dangerous job so as long as the crews worked well together things would be fine. Chimera would work very well into this plan as far as he could tell. So long as no one opened their mouths things would work out perfectly.

Shifting around, Jude took a sip of his tea before answering. "Yes we have two crews. I believe they'll be going in on shuttles though? We haven't spoken in detail about it." As soon as she stated meeting them Jude's back tensed up. They had planned to keep people from knowing too much about one another. Usually as log as everyone played their parts things should be fine. Clenching his jaw he tried to move his head as little as possible. "I am not sure about that. I won't even be meeting them until the day of." Maybe this would steer her away from these thoughts. The fewer the areas of potential conflict the better.

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