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[last_kallig]

"As if I needed the reminder that my subsection of the Reclamation Service was built to fail," Ibani mutters as she walks in, staring at a datapad.

She looks up when she feels that she's in Milliways. "Thank the Force, I could use a drink."

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[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Reclamation Service?" Yamato asks mildly, as Ibani passes his booth. "What're they reclaiming?"

Really, who opens a conversation with a greeting anyway -- not Yamato, he just jumps right into interrogation.

[last_kallig]

"Anything that might be useful, particularly artifacts of the Sith," Ibani explains.

"How have you been? I haven't seen you in a while."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Archaeology and acquisitions, that kind of thing?" Yamato asks. "And I'm okay. Things are pretty quiet in my world right now."

Although that may be a recent turn of events, if the bandages peeking out of the collar and sleeves of his t-shirt are anything to go by.

[last_kallig]

"Exactly."

Ibani frowns at the bandages peaking out. "I'm glad you're okay now, although it looks like things were a touch too interesting for a bit?"

It's an invitation to talk about it, but only if he wants to.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"There was a battle in my world a few days ago. We won, I just managed to pick up some injuries along the way," Yamato says, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'll live."

[last_kallig]

"I'm glad you'll live. I'd offer to help, but I remember that your tenant doesn't like outside magic."

"A battle with those things from that world you couldn't stay in very long without going mad?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"No, no, not them. Beings from another world than that, under the command of an old ally of ours," Yamato says, just a little wryly. "It was touch and go for a while, but we fought them off. They aren't likely to try again anytime soon."

[last_kallig]

"You have entirely too may enemies," Ibani replies. Pot, kettle. "A former ally now, I presume? What made them turn on you?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"You're one to talk," Yamato says wryly. "And -- yeah, former ally. Maybe an ally again in future. I don't think he's entirely in his right mind."

He pauses for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck.

"His corrupted programming aside, though, he says I reneged on some promises. Ones I made -- I guess about twenty-five thousand years ago. Before I was me. I don't remember making them."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian looks up from his datapad when he hears her voice, "Ibani?"

Its been a while since she's been in, he's tired, lots of missions that keep him moving back and forth across the galaxy.

[last_kallig]

"Cassian! Can I buy you a drink?"

She puts a hand on his shoulder in concern. "Lots of missions back to back?" she guesses.

[childofrebellion]

"I wouldn't turn one down," He shrugs, "The Empire never stops so I can't either. How are you?"

[last_kallig]

"Not too bad, other than a staffing issue," Ibani explains. She'll ask Bar for whatever his favorite is.

"A team leader died under rather nasty circumstances. His rate of team turnover and team deaths were rather high, looking at his file, so I'm wondering if his rookies decided to do him in BEFORE he got them killed."

It's not NECESSARILY a problem if they did.

[childofrebellion]

"That can be effective if he was that bad. What were the circumstances?"

Were his men obvious about killing him?

[last_kallig]

"He broke one of the cardinal rules of tomb exploration, never go in alone. Eaten by Tu'kata, sith hounds, according to the report."

"I have a feeling that that's true, but that there was also some very deliberate 'deafness' on the part of his team when he ran into them."

[childofrebellion]

"Kriff, that's not a nice way to go," Though it does sound well deserved.

[last_kallig]

"It isn't," Ibani affirms. She's felt it before. "But at least he's not hurting any more of my people."

Ibani sighs. "He was good at hiding it. I'm still learning how to interpret all the paperwork I get, or I would have noticed sooner." She feels guilty about that.

[moonandstar]

Garyn is already way ahead of her, quaffing a cup of mazte.

"That sort of day again, is it, love?"

[last_kallig]

"Indeed, love," Ibani replies. "But a better day now that you're in it."

Barring objections, she'll slide in next to Garyn. "More proof that I've been given the dregs of a dozen different subsections with the remainder being directly out of basic training," she explains, waving the datapad.

[moonandstar]

Garyn certainly doesn't object. Hopefully she doesn't object to him sliding a little closer.

"Ah," he says. "A rubbish-heap garrison. I might know the feeling."

[last_kallig]

Not in the slightest! She wraps an arm around him and her mind brushes gently against his in invitation. (She always asks, because she's terribly aware of the power imbalance there.)

"I'm sorry that you do," Ibani replies. "I thought the Guild was better than that, generally?"

"A commander dead in an accident that I have a feeling was no accident at all. And I didn't even know about his suspiciously high turnover of troops until the accident prompted me to dig through his paperwork more thoroughly." There's guilt there at that. They're HER people, and she's responsible for them, damn it!

[moonandstar]

"Usually," Garyn says. "But I'm about to join one at Fort Darius. A brand-new frontier garrison that's still taking recruits. Frankly, I'm not expecting much, at least compared to the Legions I saw in Leyawiin."

[last_kallig]

There's a flicker of worry when she hears that, her worry plain as speech as she touches his mind ever so lightly.

"That can't have been an easy decision." For so many reasons, including both his past and his current 'secret' position.

[moonandstar]

He feels the concern as her mind brushes against his. He's a little bit preoccupied to be all the way open, but he'd never push her away.

"It's the best bad option I have," Garyn says. "Besides, it should keep my handler tied up for a while. Can't exactly pluck me away when I'm already serving the Emperor, can he?"

[last_kallig]

Ibani hms thoughtfully, idly running her fingers through his hair. "Depends on how many strings he has to pull and where they are, but it would increase the difficulty certainly."

She smiles. "And you could be good for them, help make a foundation for them to stand on." She has faith in Garyn and his abilities, especially after seeing him deal with her own apprentices.