Niil wordlessly waved Collan in ahead of him, and waited for the door to close. "Yes sir, Aurra Sing. Right before we left Kashyyk, Nim handed me a datacard, and told me it was 'for the road', as she put it. I had no idea what it was at the time. I just plugged it in to my datapad not too long ago, and, well . . . hold on a sec . . ." Niil placed the datapad down on the table and hit the "play" button again so that Rahm and Collan could hear Nim's message.
"Honey, I tripped like 20 triggers pulling this data up about you. The Empire has a big magnifying glass looking for you. Keep your head down. Oh, and you owe me a pack of cigarellos to replace the pack I stress-chain-smoked while wondering if a strike team was coming after me for just looking at this stuff..."
Right after Nim's opening comment, Niil said, "The first part of the text and visual file contains details about my . . . well, quite a lot about me. My childhood, my early schooling and training, and my time at the Imperial Academy on Dantooine (OOC: Or was it Mantooine?). Nim wrote a note in here saying that everything from the Academy onward was, as she put it, '. . . locked up tighter than a Hutt's vault. Nothing - not a whisper. Everything else was behind really tight security.' I suppose that part is about the Empire discovering that I was Force-sensitive, and about Master Dhoresh getting me out of the Academy before the Emperor's people came for me."
Niil sighed. "The next part is about Aurra Sing. Nim found out from one of her contacts that someone was asking around about me in regards to a thirty-thousand credit bounty put on me by an anonymous client. Whoever the client is, they want me alive. It's not a guild bounty, so whoever wants me doesn't want to advertise it. Apparently a hunter accepted this contract - Aurra Sing. Nim included a dossier on her, and it was enough to make me look over my shoulder. Oh yeah, there is one last verbal part from Nim coming up in a few seconds here . . ."
Niil went quiet as Nim's voice came back. "Niil. This chick is bad news. White skin, implanted neural-interfaced comlink - you can see the antenna sticking out of her head. Aurra Sing is one of the most powerful and ruthless bounty hunters in the galaxy. She has no qualms, Niil. None. She made her living killing Jedi after the Clone Wars. If my network is right, she is on your trail."
The message ended, and Niil placed his hands on the desk. "I take it that you know her, sir, or at least know of her. I, ummm, could use some advice here. If a Jedi hunter's coming after me, I sure as hell don't want to get you or Collan in the line of fire."
