Snippet #2559646

Darth Nethis skulked through the claustrophobic dark alleyways of Coruscant, his visage altered to appear as a Zabrak merchant. Ulvore had sent him on a quest to retrieve a specimen... a very specific being destined to be the recipient of medical and Force experimentation. It wouldn't be much further, according the information on his DatCom readout.

"Statement: My sensors indicate the target meatbag is just ahead, Master."

Nethis glanced over at his HK droid and nodded.

"I sense his presence, as well," said Nethis. "Soon we will have our subject for Lord Ulvore. He will be most pleased."

"Query: Shall I accompany you to retrieve the subject?"

In the cool evening air, the lights of the buildings glinted off the dull grey chassis of the specially-modified HK-50 droid. Ordinarily, Nethis had little use for droids, but this one had become valuable to him because of its ruthlessness nature and utility. While most HK-50 units had a propensity for unpredictable behavior, this one had been modified to behave in a more predictable, less erratic manner... a manner more suitable for Nethis's modus operandi.

"No, HK. Wait here and I will bring the Twi'lek scoundrel forth," said Nethis.

"Affirmation: As you wish," said HK. "I will pause while you acquire the target organic organism."

Nethis then pushed back the hood of his cloak as he entered the cantina looking for his mark.